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Jiang Qing looked at Ye Meiyan with surprise, "Did you get it?"
Ye Meiyan met the expectant looks of her friends and nodded.
Zhang Kuo sometimes wondered if he was getting too old. He could neither understand the current students' train of thought nor guess what surprise they would give next, like now.
He tried to calm himself down, but couldn't help but lose control of the volume of his words. "Surveillance? What surveillance?"
In addition to the surveillance video from the class, they also retrieved surveillance footage from other places. How did they involve Director Li?
Ye Meiyan turned to look at the teacher and said calmly, "The surveillance footage is from the corridors of the teaching building, near the square, and at the entrance to the playground."
The girl's voice was very calm, so calm that she seemed to be telling something that was very natural.
Zhang Kuo's heart bled when he heard this, as if he saw his salary, his performance, and his bonus all flying away with the flap of wings.
Facing several innocent faces looking at him, he slumped down in his office chair. After a long pause, he asked, "What else did Director Li say?"
Ye Meiyan: "Nothing said, just let me study hard."
Zhang Kuo's heart suddenly began to beat fast again, and he felt that he might be able to be saved again.
"You all went through all this trouble just to find that recorder? Is it that important? So important that it has to happen today? So important that we have to skip class?"
Zhang Kuo's face was stern and his tone was serious. What's wrong with these students lately? Is their rebellious phase finally here? They're jumping higher and higher.
Although he felt that such groundless speculation was indeed against the ethics of a teacher, various signs forced him to think so.
Ever since Chen Heng transferred here, he has been making trouble with his group of people.
At this moment, he was really angry. He hated himself for being slow to react that day, and hated Chen Yongtian for throwing it to him even though he knew that there was a troublemaker.
He stared at the culprit. It was easier to invite him in than to get rid of him. He couldn't put him back into the third shift now.
One misstep can lead to eternal regret, this is the greatest regret in his life.
Chen Heng was originally only a little interested in the surveillance in Ye Meiyan's hand, but now was obviously not a good time to watch the surveillance, so he stood on one leg with the other leg slightly bent, staring blankly at the black hairpin on Jiang Qing's head that held up her hair.
Noticing someone looking at him, he raised his eyes lazily and looked over, only to meet Zhang Kuo's deadly gaze.
He had seen this kind of look many times before he transferred to another school. It was full of complaints, anger, regret, and... disgust, as if he was looking at some kind of social trash.
Chen Heng suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, putting on a wicked smile, and his attitude was extremely arrogant.
That's all it is, not a single bit of lethality, far inferior to the previous school.
Zhang Kuo: ...
He said that his guess was correct, this expression definitely showed that he was the culprit!
Jiang Qing was completely unaware of the undercurrent between the two of them. She thought over and over again about the questions asked by the teacher, and her attitude was sincere.
Is it important?
“Very important.”
Does it have to be today?
"Not sure if it has to be today, but sooner rather than later."
Zhang Kuozheng's confrontation with Chen Heng froze in a split second, and his gaze fell on Jiang Qing, who seemed sincere.
Among the group of people, only Miao Miao ignored his words.
But we can't go into details about everything. Just listen, they did reply, but what they said was all nonsense.
The students who were originally easy to take care of were also led astray by the new troublemaker.
Zhang Kuo took another serious accusation against Chen Heng.
He turned around and sorted out the corrected test papers.
"I don't want to say more. Anyway, you are not learning for me. What you learn and what kind of life you live in the future are your own business. I can't control so much."
"But," he changed the subject, "as long as you are my students, I will have to watch over you. Submit a 5,000-word self-examination tomorrow, and each of you will have to stand on the stage and make your own self-examinations at the flag-raising ceremony next week."
Jiang Qing and Song Shuang looked at each other with tears in their eyes. Forget it, it’s no big deal. The embarrassing days are still to come anyway.
Jiang Qing glanced at Lin Nanyue and Ye Meiyan worriedly. The three of them were poor students and didn't care and went on the stage shamelessly. However, Lin Nanyue and Ye Meiyan were different. They were originally on the honor roll and suddenly had to accept criticism in public. They must be hurt.
She subconsciously categorized Chen Heng as a shameless person. After all, a boy with a rebellious face looked like he had a lot of experience in committing crimes and was extremely strong-willed.
In fact, Chen Heng really didn't care.
The two former model students stood there with unexpectedly calm expressions.
You reap what you sow. Both of them are rational people.
Before making the decision, Ye Meiyan had already anticipated all the consequences. She could accept both the best and the worst. She inadvertently saw the boy next to her with the same unchanged expression. She thought that Lin Nanyan felt the same way.
Zhang Kuo didn't care what they were thinking. He continued, "I will inform your parents about this matter. As for..."
He swallowed the words "I won't do it again next time". He always had a bad feeling and vaguely felt that there would be a next time.
Bah, bah, bah, you crow brain, what nonsense are you imagining.
Zhang Kuo put aside all distractions and threw the papers in his hand into Lin Nanyan's arms. "Distribute the papers this afternoon. You guys go eat first. Chen Heng will stay here alone."
Jiang Qing looked up suddenly, and the teacher called out to Chen Heng, asking what he was doing alone.
Zhang Kuo said angrily, "Why don't you hurry up and leave? You're waiting to eat here. I just want to talk to Chen Heng for a few words, and you want to listen?"
Seeing the teacher's anger rising, Jiang Qing quickly shook her head, afraid of angering the teacher again and getting scolded for nothing.
She walked out slowly behind her friends. When she turned around, she saw Chen Heng still looking indifferent. She opened her mouth but said nothing, "I'll wait for you in the cafeteria."
Chen Heng smiled, stood up straight, and waved his hand casually, meaning that you can go with peace of mind.
Seeing this, Jiang Qing turned around and left, following Lin Nanyan who was at the end of the group.
Lin Nanyan and Jiang Qing walked side by side, and the two were far behind the main group.
Jiang Qing was distressed and hesitant, so she offered a suggestion: "Why don't you take sick leave next week? Your teacher won't chase you home just to force you to come to the stage and make a self-criticism."
Lin Nanyan's voice was filled with a smile, "It's okay, don't you still have me with you?"
Jiang Qing rarely refrained from arguing with him: "I'm thick-skinned and not afraid of embarrassment. I can get over it by closing my eyes and gritting my teeth, but you're different."
Lin Nanyan stopped and rubbed the head of the girl next to him.
"What's the difference? They all get into the same trouble and receive the same punishment."
The boy's cold voice was mixed with a slight abrasive sound.
"I'm more afraid of leaving you alone than embarrassing myself on stage."
Jiang Qing wanted to slap the other person away for messing up her hair, but her hand stopped in mid-air and she couldn't continue. Maybe it was because the weather was too hot, she always felt that her skin was slightly hot when exposed to Lin Nanyan's gaze.
Lin Nanyan's gaze involuntarily fell on the blush on Jiang Qing's ears that could not be concealed by the strands of hair. He suddenly realized something and froze.
"I mean, I'm afraid if I leave you alone, you might come to your senses and take revenge on me. I can't stand your harm."
This sentence circled and echoed in Jiang Qing's mind, and her face quickly turned red, out of shame and anger.
She slapped the boy's disturbing hand away and said with a fake smile: "You don't have to wait, I will let you get what you want now."
She jumped up and clamped her arms tightly around Lin Nanyan's forehead, as skilled as if she had practiced it thousands of times in her mind, and clamped it tightly.
"Revenge you? Fine, no need to wait until later. I'm such a petty person. I'll take revenge right here and now."
Lin Nanyan panted and quickly slid to his knees, "I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time."
If Jiang Qing hadn't seen the playful smile on the boy's face, she would have believed his lies.
The teacher also said that she knew she was wrong but refused to correct it. He really should be allowed to come out and see the hateful face of the student he was proud of, then he would know what a real Schrödinger's mistake was.
Zhang Kuo didn't know that there was someone outside the office who was obsessed with helping him get a loan.
At this moment, facing Chen Heng, he felt that he was facing the biggest challenge in his life.
"You sit down first, don't just stand. You must be tired after standing for so long." Zhang Kuo was the first to play the sympathy card.
Chen Heng was unmoved. "Teacher, just say what you want to say. No need to beat around the bush."
He leaned against the bookcase beside him, and suddenly took out a small piece of light honey-yellow wood and a small triangular knife from somewhere. He skillfully carved the outline of the wood as if he was playing with a toy.
Zhang Kuo couldn't tell what the carving in the boy's hands looked like. His joints were flying, and his movements were neither fast nor slow, which was quite pleasing to the eye.
He had never seen this side of the boy, but he knew that the other party was resisting conversation.
"When you transferred here, there was only a thin file with incomplete information. Can I ask why you transferred?"
"No." Chen Heng replied without blinking.
Zhang Kuo took a deep breath and endured it.
"Perhaps you don't know, but Lin Nanyan is an outstanding student at Jiangyuan No. 1 Middle School. He consistently ranks first in his grade and has excellent academic performance. This is all the result of his hard work. The empty pen refills he's used up weigh dozens of kilograms."
"And Ye Meiyan, second in our grade. To maintain good grades, she often stays up late to do papers. Her father always calls me and asks me to persuade her not to work so hard, fearing that she might damage her body."
"Don't think they achieve good results effortlessly every time just because they are smart. Time won't lie. Everything they have now is earned through time and sweat."
Chen Heng said "Oh" lightly and didn't react much.
"Chen Heng!" Zhang Kuo could no longer tolerate it. He realized that this kid was not someone who could be persuaded.
"As a transfer student, it's not wrong for you to be anxious to fit in, but you can't bring my students along with you to mess around!"
"Look at what has become of the students you taught us since you came to our class. You haven't spared any of them, whether they are good students, average students, or poor students."
"Originally you should have been in Class 3..."
Before he could finish his words, the ringing of his cell phone suddenly interrupted him. Zhang Kuo glared at the boy who was concentrating on carving without paying any attention, and held his breath, "Hello!"
"Ah, it's Director Li. What do you want to talk to me about?" He covered the phone and instantly became flattering.
After listening to what the person on the other end said, Zhang Kuo hung up the call with a strange look on his face.
"Chen Heng, Director Li wants to see you," he said to the boy, "your mother is here."
Automatically block Zhang Kuo who was immersed in his own world. Chen Heng suddenly used too much force and knocked away a large piece of yellow wood. The sharp carving knife cut a thin wound on his white finger, and bright red blood gushed out.
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