Chapter 170 Poverty (1)
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Disgusting, so disgusting!
Zhu Qingchen lay in front of the sink, retching non-stop.
Mr. Bo, the Bo Group is the group that acquired the Song Huaishu project and is a competitor of the Yu Group.
No wonder, no wonder the task has been completed, but the system won’t let him go, it turns out there is a linked task here.
He suddenly felt that these melodramatic articles were like a cycle.
Yu Bai is the sponsor and An Yu is the sponsored person, but no matter how their identities change, no matter whether they are the ones who pay or spend money, they will always be the ones who are abused.
It will never change.
At this time, the two teachers who came with him rushed to him, patted his back gently, and handed him a bottle of mineral water.
"Teacher Zhu, are you okay? Did you have a stomachache?"
The concerned voices of the two teachers slowly brought Zhu Qingchen back to his senses.
Zhu Qingchen turned on the faucet, scooped up cold water with both hands, splashed it on his face, and rubbed it hard to make himself more awake.
Teacher Zhong handed over a tissue: "Here."
Zhu Qingchen took the paper, covered his face, and said sullenly, "Thank you."
"Are you okay? Do you want to ask the crew to come over? They should have medicine, or ask if there are any medical staff on the train?"
"No, no." Zhu Qingchen shook his head repeatedly, "I just feel a little carsick."
Motion sickness?
The two teachers looked at each other and asked uncertainly, "Can you get dizzy on a train?"
"Yeah." Zhu Qingchen threw the soaked tissue into the trash can, took the mineral water from them and took a sip. "I'm fine. I just need to take a rest. Don't disturb the staff."
"All right."
He insisted on doing so, and the two teachers didn't say much. They just helped him back to his seat and let him sit down and rest.
Teacher Zhong was very careful. He took out a blanket from the suitcase and covered him with it. He then took out some medicated oil and a Band-Aid, dropped a little medicated oil on the Band-Aid, and then put it on Zhu Qingchen's wrist.
This can relieve motion sickness.
Zhu Qingchen was being taken care of by two teachers like a child, feeling a little embarrassed: "Thank you."
"You're welcome. Take a break. We'll be there soon."
"Okay." Zhu Qingchen closed his eyes, rested for two minutes, and immediately opened his eyes again.
He took out his phone and sent a message to Yu Xingzhou: [Do you know? About the interconnected world? ]
Then he put down his phone and took out the student information provided by the local high school in Yunyan.
Yunyan is a small county town with only one key high school.
Of course, the school hopes that students can be admitted to better schools, so they send the resumes of students with excellent academic performance early on.
Zhu Qingchen remembered that he had read An Yu's information before.
Yes, found it!
Zhu Qingchen picked out a piece of information from a stack of documents.
Name: An Yu
School: Yunyan County No. 1 Middle School
Class: Senior 2 (6)
Student's self-report: ...
An Yu filled it out himself. His handwriting was neat and there wasn't a single correction.
There was also a photo attached to the resume. It showed a small, thin student wearing a black and white winter school uniform, standing in front of a blue background cloth. There was a light in his eyes, as if he wanted to look through the photo to the world outside the photo.
At just one glance, Zhu Qingchen couldn't help wanting to cry.
Such a good student has always been abused. He was abused by his father when he was young, and then he was abused by his sponsor after he finally got into college.
Zhu Qingchen pulled his hair hard: "System, why didn't you let me come here earlier?"
The system patted his head: "I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do. These are all random."
Zhu Qingchen was so angry that he started to cry. The two teachers were so scared that they quickly asked him, "What's wrong? Are you so carsick? Can you still go to work? If you can't, then..."
Zhu Qingchen raised his head quickly: "I can do it! I'm fine! I want to go to work!"
At this moment, the conductor announced: "We have arrived at Yunyan Station. People from Yunyan are ready to get off the train."
Zhu Qingchen wiped his face, calmed himself down, and together with the two teachers, took the luggage off the shelf.
Zhu Qingchen dragged his suitcase and walked off the train with a determined look in his eyes.
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Yunyan County No. 1 Middle School, abbreviated as County No. 1 Middle School.
The school has always attached great importance to the admissions team and sent teachers to wait and welcome us at the train station early on. Leaders at all levels have arrived.
After a simple handshake and getting to know each other, the teachers from No. 1 Middle School invited them to get on the bus.
"You two teachers are exhausted from the journey. Go to the hotel and rest first. We will see whether it is this afternoon or tomorrow..."
"afternoon."
Teacher Zhong smiled and said, "Student work is urgent, and many new preferential policies have been added this year. The sooner the better." Zhu Qingchen hesitated, but in fact he wanted to go now.
An Yu was still suffering, but it was already half past twelve and several teachers hadn't eaten yet, so he didn't know how to start the conversation.
Zhu Qingchen lowered his eyes and said, "Well... let's first determine which students we will meet with this afternoon and make a phone call to make an appointment so as not to miss it."
"Right, right, right." Teacher Zhong said, "I almost forgot. Let me call them first and make an appointment."
"I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Zhu Qingchen quickly took out his cell phone, called An Yu's parents according to the contact information on the student's profile, and turned on the speakerphone.
After a few long "beep" sounds, Zhu Qingchen's palm holding the phone began to sweat slightly.
Finally, the call was connected.
A drunken man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, who is this?"
It seems that this is An Yu's tyrannical father.
Zhu Qingchen calmed down and said, "Hello, I am a teacher from the admissions department of Jinghua University. My last name is Zhu..."
"What Jinghua University?" An's father said, "My son won't go! My son wants to stay here to take care of me in my old age. Don't think I don't know that you are all liars. My son was deceived by you and insisted on going to college in another city. Aren't all universities the same? Get out of here!"
Father An became more and more excited and louder as he spoke, and in the end, he roared like a wild beast.
Along with the roar, there was also the sound of whistling wind coming from the other end of the phone.
It looked like someone was swinging a stick.
The expressions of the teachers who answered the phone changed.
Zhu Qingchen couldn't hold it in any longer and jumped up from the back seat of the car, almost hitting his head on the roof: "What are you doing? Did you hit him?!"
"So what if I beat him? I'm his father and he's my son. It's only natural for a father to beat his son!"
"asshole!"
There was no point in saying more. Zhu Qingchen hung up the phone with red eyes and said to the teacher who was driving: "The student was beaten! We will go to the student's home immediately and not return to the hotel!"
Of course, the other teachers did not object. They picked up the information and told the driver the address: "Hurry, hurry, their home is in Building 1 of Baiyun Community..."
After locking the location, Zhu Qingchen and other teachers immediately called the police from the local police station and the leaders of the Education Bureau.
In the original book, An Yu was beaten by his father and locked up at home, but not a single teacher or police officer stepped in, and Mr. Bo had to rescue him like a god.
It doesn't make sense at all! It's a joke!
This is the second consecutive year that the county’s No. 1 Middle School has been ranked first, and he is a potential top student in the entire county!
Need a protagonist who is far away to protect you?
The only possibility is that this book deliberately erased the existence of the teacher and the police in order to highlight how powerful the protagonist is.
Only in this way can the protagonist become his only salvation.
Zhu Qingchen sat in the car, holding his cell phone, his hands trembling slightly.
How dare they do such a thing?
We drove at full speed and arrived at the community.
This is a very dilapidated residential area in a remote location. Most of the residents have moved out. There are not many people here, not even a security guard, so the traffic is smooth all the way.
The car stopped directly in front of the door of Unit 1 in Building No. 1. Zhu Qingchen silently recited the house number "302" in his mind and jumped out of the car.
The door of the unit was useless. Zhu Qingchen pushed it open with a clang and rushed upstairs.
A group of teachers and leaders followed him, a huge crowd.
“Hurry, hurry, hurry!”
Zhu Qingchen took two steps at a time and rushed directly to the door of Room 302.
He wanted to knock on the door, but was afraid of angering the person inside, so he knocked gently: "Hello, is anyone there? Check the water meter."
Zhu Qingchen clenched his fists.
There was no peephole on the door, so as long as the person inside opened the door, he would rush in and rescue the students.
There was no response from inside, as if no one heard him. Zhu Qingchen knocked on the door again, increasing his strength: "Hello, check the water meter!"
This time there was movement inside.
All I heard was a series of clanging sounds, as if someone was trying to open the door, but was held back again.
"You bastards! Come back!" An's father yelled, "Get lost! Don't think I'm stupid. You are the teachers of that so-and-so university. Get lost!"
This was followed by a burst of smashing sounds, mixed with the sound of the young man crying out in pain and asking for help.
"Teacher... Teacher... I'm here..."
Zhu Qingchen couldn't stand it anymore, he leaned on the door and banged on it: "Open the door! Open the door! An Yuanyang, open the door for me! Don't hit him!"
Zhu Qingchen turned around, looked around, and saw the fire extinguisher cabinet hanging on the wall.
He rushed forward, ready to break down the door with a fire extinguisher.
But when I opened the cabinet, there was nothing there.
The fire extinguisher cabinets in old communities are just for decoration.
Zhu Qingchen swore seldomly and slammed the cabinet door.
There was no other handy weapon in the corridor, so Zhu Qingchen knocked on the door hard, but the old-fashioned security door did not move at all.
Several teachers stopped him and said, "Teacher Zhu, calm down. The police will be here soon."
Zhu Qingchen gritted his teeth and slammed the door hard: "Call the fire department, 120, and the locksmith company..."
Before Zhu Qingchen finished speaking, he suddenly heard Father An speaking inside the door.
He deliberately lowered his voice, and Zhu Qingchen leaned against the door, listening carefully.
Father An seemed to be talking to someone on the phone: "No, didn't we agree that you would give me 100,000 yuan and I would put on a show so that you could take the person away? What's going on with these teachers now?"
Zhu Qingchen's head made a loud bang.
He seemed to understand something.
This was a conspiracy between Mr. Bo and Mr. An from the beginning to the end!
An's father beat An Yu severely so that President Bo could take An Yu away naturally, and An Yu would regard him as a savior.
So that's how it is.
No wonder, no wonder that after An Yu received the funding, An's father still beat him unscrupulously and didn't care about Mr. Bo at all.
It turns out they had agreed on this long ago.
Zhu Qingchen raised his head in a daze and looked at the other teachers.
Mr. An spoke softly, and the other teachers didn't hear it. They also didn't know about the funding, so it was difficult for him to tell others.
He was still in a daze. In the room, Father An had already hung up the phone and shouted outside the door, "All of you get out! You are not allowed to come to my house!"
He originally just wanted to exchange his son for money, but now a group of people suddenly came, so of course he was scared.
At this time, the teacher who was squatting downstairs shouted: "He's on the balcony!"
Zhu Qingchen turned around and saw a group of people rushing downstairs again.
A group of people stood in front of the open space of the residential building, raised their heads and looked upward anxiously.
Sure enough, Father An looked drunk, unable to stand steadily, and holding an empty wine bottle in his hand.
Zhu Qingchen stood on tiptoe, trying to see the students.
But only An's father came out, An Yu was still inside.
Father An smashed the wine bottle hard on the balcony railing, glass fragments scattered down, and the people downstairs hurriedly hid under the eaves.
After smashing the bottle, An's father shouted again: "This is our family's business, all of you get out! Get out now!"
It was obvious that he was scared.
So he deliberately used his voice to cover up his guilty conscience and hurriedly tried to drive them away.
Mr. Bo, who hasn't arrived yet, should be scared too.
So he asked Father An to hold back these teachers, either to delay time or to drive them away.
Zhu Qingchen rushed to the debris on the ground and said, "An Yuanyang, you are drunk. I advise you not to pretend to be crazy. Now that things are not irreversible, open the door quickly. The other teachers and I will make sure that nothing happens to you."
"But if you insist on not changing your ways and continue to fight against the school and the government, when the police and leaders come and see you like this, what do you think will happen to you? You know exactly how many mistakes you have made!"
"Our teacher is easy to talk to. As long as you open the door, we will help you. Are you sure you want to be dragged down?"
Father An was a little hesitant, and his hand holding the wine bottle was shaking slightly.
Zhu Qingchen took advantage of the victory and said with great sorrow: "Did someone teach you to do this behind your back? How dare you listen to him?"
"The longer you delay, the bigger the incident will become. By then, the police and reporters will come and film everything you do. Even if we want to help you, how can we help you? Ah?"
"Why do you want to fight against the school? The school is here to help you. If you want An Yu to stay and study locally, that's fine. We come here with scholarships and subsidies! Are you sure you want to shut out tens of thousands of dollars?"
Of course Zhu Qingchen lied to him.
Seeing that An's father was moved, Zhu Qingchen finally said, "Think about it yourself. Should we open the door quickly or keep delaying until it's all over? Think about it yourself."
Zhu Qingchen, with righteousness and a firm gaze, threw the question to him.
Father An began to waver. He leaned on the railing and asked, "Will you really help me?"
"Yes." Zhu Qingchen raised his right hand, "I promise."
As for the promise, it’s okay, just make the promise casually, all’s fair in war.
Father An went back into the house. Zhu Qingchen thought he was going to open the door, but was afraid that he would suddenly come out, so he stood there and dared not move, and winked at his colleagues.
Colleagues understood and rushed upstairs, ready to rescue the students at any time.
But the next second, An's father rushed to the balcony again.
Zhu Qingchen was almost pissed off by him: "What on earth do you want to do? You just want to die, right? If you want to die, then don't open the door!" With a "clang", Father An threw down the half-broken wine bottle in his hand.
Zhu Qingchen took a half step back, and the wine bottle shattered in front of him, with fragments flying everywhere.
Father An roared, "Don't try to trick me. Scholarships are just a scam. You just want to trick me into opening the door! I tell you, unless Mr. Bo from the Bo Group comes, no one can make me open the door!"
Zhu Qingchen raised his eyes slightly.
I see.
Mr. An went in just now, probably not to open the door, but to make a phone call.
Mr. Bo told him not to open the door and dragged him in. He probably also promised him more benefits and then took him back.
Although he was very reluctant, Zhu Qingchen still said, "You just said that you would open the door as long as Mr. Bo from the Bo Group comes over?"
Father An said, "Yes! As long as Mr. Bo comes over and guarantees that I'm fine, I'll open the door!"
Zhu Qingchen hated the feeling of being led by the nose. He knew that this was a deliberate plan by the other party, but for the sake of his students, he had no choice but to agree.
He also knew that President Bo had carefully planned a "hero saving the beauty" drama and must be on his way here.
It won't be long before he comes over.
Zhu Qingchen took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then let Mr. Bo come over. Do you have his phone number?"
An's father shouted, "I'll call him! You teachers, get out of here right now! Stay away from my house!"
Zhu Qingchen stood still: "Do you think if Mr. Bo was here, would he dare to chase us away?"
At this time, sirens were heard outside the community.
An's father's face changed: "Do you really dare to call the police?"
Zhu Qingchen looked indifferent. What do you think?
Have you lived in the original book for too long and forgotten that there are police in this world?
"So I advised you to open the door quickly. You didn't listen to me, and you deserved it."
"You..." Father An spat, retreated back into the house and closed the balcony door.
Zhu Qingchen's efforts to maintain calm quickly collapsed, and he quickly ran upstairs to eavesdrop on the movements in the room.
how so?
He could have tricked An's father into opening the door, and he could have rescued An Yu.
A deep feeling of powerlessness enveloped Zhu Qingchen.
He was lying on the door, and when he heard a faint cat-like cry coming from inside, he could no longer bear it, and his legs and feet went limp, and he knelt on the ground.
Several teachers helped him up from the ground: "Come on, let's go see the police. The police are here."
The police arrived very quickly. Only ten minutes had passed since the report was made.
Zhu Qingchen briefly explained what had happened to the teachers, and the staff immediately made arrangements to put up a life net and an inflatable cushion under the balcony to prevent An's father from getting too emotional and doing something bad.
But to open and pick the lock, we have to wait for the firefighters to arrive, which will probably take another two minutes.
The staff held a loudspeaker and tried to negotiate with An's father. What they said was similar to what Zhu Qingchen had just said, advising him to open the door quickly and not make a big deal out of it, which would be too late for regret.
Zhu Qingchen knew clearly that he could only say this once. If it was useful, it would be useful. If he said it again, it would be really useless.
Ignorant people like An's father do not believe in laws and legal systems, but instead have firm faith in the so-called society based on human relationships and the privileged class.
He believed in Mr. Bo from the bottom of his heart.
After all, he was doing everything according to what Mr. Bo said, and he believed that Mr. Bo would definitely protect him.
He had no idea that by the time things had gotten to this point, he had already been abandoned by President Bo.
Zhu Qingchen and a group of teachers stood nearby, watching the police deployment, and could only worry and were almost frightened to the point of fainting.
That is the hope of their entire county!
Now that such a vicious case has occurred, the student was actually locked up at home and abused. It is simply...
The leader gritted his teeth and whispered, "Class 6 head teacher, don't you know the situation of this student's family? Why have you never reported it?"
"I really..." The head teacher covered his head, "I don't seem to know anything."
Logically speaking, if something like this had happened, they would have taken the students away long ago. Why did they act as if they had just woken up from a dream, as if they were knowing about this incident for the first time?
what is going on?
I guess it's just the effect of the plot, so I can't blame it too much.
They wished they could fly to the An family and rescue An Yu.
The gray-haired principal clung to the wall and tried to climb up to save people, but was held down by the teachers.
Two minutes later, the fire department arrived with the locksmith shop employees.
When they heard that the purpose was to rescue the top scorer in the college entrance examination, all the staff of the locksmith shop were mobilized, and they were all gold medal locksmiths.
Zhu Qingchen led the way: "This way, this way! Quick!"
Father An saw more and more people coming from the balcony and became completely panicked. He called Mr. Bo in a panic.
He had done everything according to Mr. Bo's instructions. Why hadn't Mr. Bo come yet? A group of people gathered outside the door, holding their breath, waiting for the door to be unlocked.
An's father shouted from inside the door: "I'm telling you, you are trespassing! Do you dare to go against Mr. Bo of the Bo Group? Stop! Stop!"
With a "click", the door lock opened.
The locksmith pushed the door inwards, but felt a strong resistance: "He's blocking the door."
The firefighter supported him: "Okay, you step back first."
Several tall and strong firefighters stood in front of the door, ready to knock on it: "One, two, two!"
A loud bang!
The security door was moved a little further inward.
They didn't give An's father a chance to react, and immediately afterwards, there were several more loud noises.
The sofa and bookshelf behind the door were forcibly pushed open, and a group of people rushed in quickly and pressed An's father to the ground.
Father An screamed and swore in a foul language.
Zhu Qingchen rushed in and looked around.
The house was not big and it was very dark, so it was almost impossible to see the scene inside.
Suddenly, Zhu Qingchen saw the boy in the bathroom.
He collapsed on the ground, leaning against the wall, wiping the blood from his eyes with a cold, wet towel.
Hearing the noise, he turned his head slightly to look over here, but he seemed unable to see clearly.
Zhu Qingchen ran up to him, wiped his face, and said in a gentle voice, "It's okay, the teacher is here."
Zhu Qingchen turned around and shouted to the chaotic crowd: "Found it, here! The students are here! Hurry!"
The next second, medical staff came forward with a stretcher, checked him, lifted him onto the stretcher, and sent him to the ambulance downstairs.
Zhu Qingchen has experience. He was the one who followed Yu Bai in the ambulance last time.
He followed the ambulance skillfully and helped close the door.
Just as the ambulance was about to leave the community with sirens blaring, a black luxury car arrived late.
It’s Mr. Bo.
In order to play the role of "hero saving the beauty", he bribed An's father and beat An Yu.
He didn't like An Yu at all, he just enjoyed the fun of teasing and the pleasure of manipulation.
Zhu Qingchen turned around and looked at An Yu.
An Yu's face was covered in blood, but he was still somewhat conscious. He held the teacher's hand tightly, not relaxing for a moment.
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