Chapter 27: Admission Ticket Torn (4)
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Chen's mother came to the second-year high school class, stood outside the window, and looked at He Yu in the classroom with loving eyes.
She looks like a loving mother.
He Yu was sitting in the last row of the class. When he saw her coming, he walked out of the classroom without caring about the morning reading.
Mother Chen had a flattering smile on her face: "Xiao Yu, the formalities have been completed. He Song is packing up in the classroom and will be down to accompany you soon."
"Okay." He Yu smiled, "Thank you, Mom."
He had been calling Chen's mother "Auntie", and suddenly he called her "Mom". Chen's mother was flattered and a smile was about to overflow from her face.
"As long as you are happy, your father and I are willing to do anything as long as you study hard."
"Um."
"You will be the heir of the group in the future, so study hard now and help your father with his worries. Don't forget how good your aunt and brother have been to you."
"Yeah." He Yu responded perfunctorily and turned to look at the stairs.
Chen Hesong carried his desk and chair down. He had a lot of books, so Zhu Qingchen helped him move some.
He Yu folded his hands, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Brother, are you here?"
"Yeah." Chen Hesong responded, moved the tables and chairs into the classroom, and placed them next to He Yu's seat.
He Yu took Chen Hesong's book from Zhu Qingchen and handed it to Chen Hesong.
Mother Chen was very pleased to see the scene of "brothers being friendly and respectful to each other", and she even liked Zhu Qingchen a lot more.
"Teacher Xiao Zhu is smarter and more sensible than Teacher Gao. Deputy Zhou of the school has some friendship with Mr. He. When I have the chance, I will definitely speak well of Teacher Xiao Zhu in front of Deputy Zhou."
Zhu Qingchen smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Okay, thank you."
It seems that Chen's mother has already assigned Zhu Qingchen to her own camp.
Zhu Qingchen smiled and asked, "Is He Yu your biological son?"
"No, he is Lao He's son. We are a reconstituted family." Mother Chen covered her mouth and laughed, "Why did Teacher Xiao Zhu ask that?"
"You treat He Yu better than your own son."
"Really? Others said so, too."
Mother Chen thought Zhu Qingchen was praising her and she couldn't stop smiling.
Zhu Qingchen turned his head away, feeling somewhat helpless.
He didn't know what this mother was thinking, as she was extremely harsh to her own son and flattering to other people's sons.
At this time, the system said quietly: "For money. For the first half of your life, you need to please Old He; for the second half of your life, you need to please Little He."
Chen Hesong packed up his things, sat down at his seat, took out his textbook and handed it to He Yu.
Mother Chen smiled and waved at them, told Chen Hesong to tutor He Yu well, and left with satisfaction.
As she walked away in her high heels, she sent a message to He's father: "Old He, it's all done. How are you going to reward me?"
Zhu Qingchen took a last look at Chen Hesong. Chen Hesong was not as panicked as he was yesterday. He shook his head gently at him to reassure him.
Zhu Qingchen also left.
The students in the back row are basically He Yu’s friends. Knowing that He Yu doesn’t like Chen Hesong, they always bully him.
This morning, He Yu told them that Chen Hesong would be held back, but they didn't believe it. But now that they saw that he was really here, they couldn't help themselves.
"Oh my god, Brother Yu is awesome. He's ranked first in his second year of high school and is studying with Brother Yu."
“That’s awesome.”
He Yu enjoyed this kind of admiration, and even more so the feeling of stepping on Chen Hesong.
Chen Hesong sat next to him and quickly entered the learning state, reading seriously.
He looked uncomfortable and kicked Chen Hesong's chair: "I didn't eat enough this morning, go to the cafeteria and buy a bag of milk."
"Okay." Chen Hesong took his little notebook where he had memorized English words, picked up his meal card, and left the classroom.
He Yu's friends were all shocked: "Brother Yu, awesome."
Chen Hesong walked downstairs and headed towards the cafeteria.
As he passed the back wall of the school, he turned his head and took a look.
The school's actions are not so quick. We will probably have to wait until tomorrow to install and connect the surveillance.
*
He was the top student in his second year of high school and had to repeat the grade, so he had to accompany his younger brother who was also in his second year of high school.
The news soon spread throughout the school.
Chen Hesong’s classmates couldn’t believe it and ran to the senior high school classroom to see him.
"He Song, what's going on?"
"Have you been threatened? Tell us."
Even his classmates care about him more than his family.
Chen Hesong smiled at them and shook his head: "It's okay, just because of illness."
"Really?"
"Do you really want to repeat your second year of high school?"
He Yu was very unhappy with the arrival of this group of people. He kicked the table and stood up: "It's so noisy."
Chen Hesong’s classmates also got angry.
"You're just a gangster, you paid money to get into the school through the back door, what are you so proud of?"
"It's fine if you bully Chen Hesong normally, but now you're just making him repeat a grade. Are you sick?"
"Your academic performance is terrible, and you still want the top student in your grade to be your partner, you idiot."
He Yu hated it most when people used his grades to make trouble, and the younger brothers who usually surrounded him also stood up.
"You want to fight, right?"
"Fight if you want, who's afraid of who?"
Chen Hesong stood in the middle, trying to stop his classmates: "It's okay, you guys go back first."
But it couldn't be stopped at all, and the conflict was about to break out.
At this time, Zhu Qingchen appeared in front of the door: "Okay, stop arguing."
He pulled the students from his class over.
The students were clearly unconvinced: “Teacher!”
Zhu Qingchen stood in front of them, not saying a word, his eyes serious as he glanced at He Yu and his group of friends.
He Yu snorted coldly and sat down: "Teacher Zhu, it's the students in your class who are here to cause trouble."
Zhu Qingchen ignored him, nodded to Chen Hesong, and took the students from his class away.
But they were obviously still not convinced.
"Teacher, it's obviously them..."
"I know." Zhu Qingchen looked at them, "You are brave to protect your classmates."
"Then you still..."
"But the method of protection is wrong." Zhu Qingchen looked at them seriously, "Even if you fight with him today, even if you win, what good will it do except vent your anger?"
Zhu Qingchen asked them: "Huh? Chen Hesong is still bullied in their class and at home, and he is even bullied more severely."
"What about you? You're already sophomores. If you get punished for fighting, and you don't have enough time to undo it, it's not worth it."
The students calmed down: "We were wrong."
But they still didn’t understand: “So what can we do?”
Zhu Qingchen said seriously: "Study hard and trust your teacher."
"Will the teacher solve this matter?"
"Yeah." Zhu Qingchen patted their shoulders and said, "Go back to class."
"All right."
Seeing Zhu Qingchen's determined expression, they couldn't help but believe him, nodded, and walked away dejectedly.
Zhu Qingchen in the classroom
I walked around outside and made sure that they were all attending class seriously before returning to the office.
In the office, Teacher Gao was so angry that he took a long time to recover. Now he was still sitting on the chair, holding the thermos cup to survive.
The young teachers surrounded him, patted him on the back and tried to persuade him.
"Calm down, calm down, it's not good for you to get angry."
"Didn't Teacher Xiaozhu keep a video? I don't think Chen Hesong volunteered, so he should still have a chance."
Zhu Qingchen walked in and picked up his thermos cup to save his life: "Let's think of other ways."
But the more Teacher Gao thought about it, the angrier he got. He put the thermos cup heavily on the table and said, "No, I have to go to the principal's office! Xiao Zhu, just pretend you don't know about this. You just started working and you can't get involved in these things. I'm going to retire and I'm not afraid of them."
The teachers quickly stopped him and said, "What's the point of going now? Deputy Zhou, who is in charge of student affairs, has signed it, and Chen Hesong himself said it was a volunteer."
Seeing that he was not in good condition, the teachers quickly took out a quick-acting heart pill from his bag and asked him to hold it under his tongue. They also persuaded him to go back and rest, and sent a teacher who had no classes to take him home.
Teacher Gao was so angry that he said before leaving that he would write a letter of complaint to report this group of people for abusing their power and delaying the students.
Zhu Qingchen let out a long breath, and other teachers also came to persuade him.
"You are still young and have only been working for a few weeks. Don't think too much."
"The He family is wealthy and powerful, and they also know Deputy Zhou. If you are not absolutely sure, don't go and argue with them."
"Do you remember?"
Zhu Qingchen nodded obediently: "Remember."
If you are absolutely sure, you can go and argue with them.
*
Chen Hesong did not have an easy time in his second year of high school.
He Yu didn't study at all, but he had to take notes in class and do papers at the same time, and he had to endure the ridicule from students in the back row.
He Yu also often bullied him, making him run errands and buy this and that.
Two days later, He Yu kicked Chen Hesong's chair again.
He didn't need to say anything. Chen Hesong took out his meal card from his schoolbag, left the classroom as if nothing had happened, and went to buy milk.
Chen Hesong was memorizing English words while walking down the stairs. When he passed the back wall of the school, he saw several staff members debugging the newly installed surveillance cameras.
"Can you see it?"
"Can you see it from the monitoring room?
”
"able!"
Chen Hesong knew that his chance had come.
He went to the canteen, took a bag of milk, paid with his card, and then returned to the classroom.
He Yu was checking his watch: "Brother came back one minute early today."
He took the milk from Chen Hesong, took a sip, and then put it down with a frown: "Why does it taste like red dates?"
As Chen Hesong was writing his paper, he said, "There are no other flavors."
"But brother, I hate milk that tastes like red dates the most."
“There is no other flavor.”
"Auntie will be angry if she knows. Brother doesn't take my affairs to heart at all."
“There is no other flavor.”
Chen Hesong was concentrating on writing the test paper, and this was the only sentence he answered.
He Yu glanced at him, pulled open the dovetail clip that Chen Hesong used to hold the papers, and picked up the milk bag.
He would not bully Chen Hesong at school. The last time he did so, he was caught by Teacher Gao.
But Chen Hesong knew that He Yu would not give up. The highlight was after school in the evening.
That evening, Chen Hesong stayed behind to write a test paper for fifteen minutes before slowly packing his schoolbag, walking out of the school gate and heading towards the bus stop.
He walked close to the wall, and soon two students came up from behind him, one on the left and one on the right, and put their arms around his shoulders.
Chen Hesong did not resist and followed them to the alley behind the school wall.
The alley was a little dark. He had just walked in and hadn't seen anything clearly when suddenly, a gust of wind swept by and a fist landed heavily on his stomach.
Chen Hesong was hit so hard that he staggered and fell to the ground.
At the end of the alley, He Yu was leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth. Hearing the noise, he turned his head to look at him.
Chen Hesong was lying on the ground, also looking up at him.
And the brand new security camera above his head.
He was standing right under the camera and the camera must have captured him.
"Chen Hesong, did I give you face?"
"No one can order you around? My brother Yu asked you to buy a bag of milk but you refused?"
Chen Hesong fell to the ground and several students rushed over, punching and kicking him.
He hugged his schoolbag to his chest to protect his head and right hand.
To him, these two things are the most valuable.
His body was in so much pain that he encouraged himself in his heart.
It doesn’t matter, just one last beating, the last time, and he will be able to escape immediately.
Protecting his head and right hand, just this time, he could concentrate on his studies.
Chen Hesong's consciousness gradually faded, and only this one thought remained extremely clear.
After an unknown amount of time, He Yu, who was leaning against the wall, shouted, "It's almost done."
Only then did the others stop beating.
He Yu walked forward with a cigarette butt in his hand and squatted in front of Chen Hesong.
Chen Hesong looked up at him and suddenly felt his heart beating violently, thump thump——
Facing the fear, terror, and...
The secret pleasure of finally getting his revenge.
He Yu took out the bag of milk from his schoolbag and said, "Brother, you eat and drink He's food. You are just a dog I raise. If I ask you to repeat a grade, you have to repeat it. If I ask you to buy me milk, you have to buy me milk. Look at yourself, what did you buy me?"
He pulled the dovetail clip open with force and poured the sticky liquid over Chen Hesong's head bit by bit.
The weather was hot, and the milk had been unpacked and left out for a whole day, giving off a slightly sour smell.
Chen Hesong lowered his head, and his overly long bangs blocked his vision.
He Yu poured out the entire bag of milk, threw the packaging aside, and then was burned by the cigarette butt that he was holding between his fingers.
He dusted off his cigarette ashes and told his men, "Hold him up."
"good."
Chen Hesong was held up by his arms and pressed against the wall.
He Yu stood up and blew on the cigarette butt, and a spot of scarlet light flickered.
I don’t know how long it took, He Yu admired his masterpiece and threw away the last cigarette butt.
The ground was littered with cigarette butts. As soon as the younger brothers let go of him, Chen Hesong fell limply along the wall.
He Yu ordered: "Pack up yourself and then go home. You know what to say."
Chen Hesong nodded almost imperceptibly: "I know."
"If it happens again, you know the consequences." He Yu patted his cheek for the last time and turned away with a group of people.
"I know." Chen Hesong repeated it again with a faint smile on his face.
There won't be a next time.
Chen Hesong took a long time to calm down before he slowly stood up, holding on to the wall, picked up his schoolbag from the ground, and walked slowly out of the alley.
Passersby were shocked to see him like this and surrounded him.
"Classmate? What's wrong with you? Are you being bullied?"
"Take the tissue and wipe your face."
"Hurry up and sit down. Are you dizzy? What made you like this?"
"What's your home phone number? Do you remember your teacher's phone number?"
"Thank you." Chen Hesong did not take the tissue. He held his schoolbag, broke away from their hands, and limped forward.
"I'm going to the police station to report the case."!
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