Chapter 32 Chapter 32 "Don't worry, I'll do it."...
Xu Sui was still in a daze for a long time after the words were spoken. The surroundings gradually became quiet. The bell rang for a long time but the teacher still didn't come in. Some of the classmates around him started writing the questions on their own, while others looked around, bent down and quickly stuffed a piece of food into their mouths.
Xu Sui's pupils widened, his back slightly stiffened, even if there was a strong wind, he would never give up on life.
I am only sixteen or seventeen years old, and my life has just begun. There is nothing to be afraid of, and nothing to be nervous about. I always have the courage to burn my boats and the perseverance to start over.
This was fully implemented in Xu Sui's four years of university life and three years of working in society.
In a corner where no one was paying attention, Xu Sui quietly curled the corners of his lips.
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The sudden appearance of uniformed police officers at City One caused a commotion. Zhao Jianhua, looking unhappy, appeared at the door and called out, "Xu Sui, come out."
As soon as the words fell, the whole classroom began to sizzle like an ordinary frying pan meeting water. Jiang Changjia was originally combing the hair of the new doll he bought for himself. When he heard what Zhao Jianhua said, he was stunned at first, and then he looked up at the front door in astonishment. He could only see Xu Sui's tough and thin back.
Her intuition told her that this matter was not simple. She put her hands on the table and was about to stand up when Jiang Song beside her pulled her clothes. The sound of conversation in the classroom was endless, which made Jiang Changjia's head hurt. She was a little confused and a little panicked.
She said to Jiang Song with cold eyes: "Let go, I want to go and take a look."
Jiang Song's expression also changed from his usual nonchalant expression to a more serious one. His sharp brows were furrowed, and he was unusually calm. There was a hint of coaxing in his tone that he himself hadn't noticed: "It's useless for you to go. You'll only get scolded back. Wait, huh?"
After a moment of silence, perhaps because his eyes were too sincere, Jiang Changjia looked at him and asked word by word: "How long will you wait?"
Jiang Song sighed when he saw her anxious look, then stood up and said, "Let me go to the bathroom."
Jiang Changjia frowned, then suddenly understood something. She walked out to make way for him. The moment he passed by her, she whispered quickly in Jiang Song's ear: "Don't make me wait too long."
Jiang Song grabbed a handful of the hair that had just grown a few millimeters on his head and said "hmm" indistinctly.
Jiang Song straightened his back and strode out of the back door. He wanted to call Song Shiyang, but unexpectedly found that no one was sitting there. He frowned and looked around. He found that there were already quite a few people in the corridor of West Building 2, looking over here eagerly. After a while, a teacher came to chase them away, but he couldn't drive them away.
He looked around and walked towards the stairs with a hunched back. Such a big thing must be happening in the Political and Educational Department.
He went down to the first floor and headed towards East Building 2. As he passed the staircase on one side of the building, he turned his head and saw two furtive but familiar figures. "Hey, don't move! You're so loud, are you afraid Old Zhao won't hear you?"
"Damn it, Mr. Xie, aren't you squeezing me?" Zhou Shi looked at Xie Zhuoyuan in disbelief.
"Isn't that why you're fat?"
"You fart!"
Jiang Song stood beside the two idiots and watched them for a long time. Neither of them noticed him. He looked away and was about to walk closer and lean on the window to listen, but suddenly he saw several people in blue clothes coming out from inside.
With a "fuck" sound, Jiang Song quickly moved towards Xie Zhuoyuan and Zhou Shi, and took the two of them a few steps inside. It was an open space with stairs on the right and a wall on the left, with some empty space in the middle.
Xie Zhuoyuan wanted to speak, but Jiang Song covered his mouth with his hand, so he couldn't say anything. After a while, Jiang Song coldly let go of his hand and looked over. The person was gone.
"Jiang Song, why are you here?" Xie Zhuoyuan asked in surprise.
"Are you familiar with Miss Xu?"
"Also, Zhou Shi, you and Miss Xu are not familiar with each other, right? Why are you here too?" Xie Zhuoyuan asked twice in a row as if he suddenly got the idea.
Zhou Shi said, "I'm here to check on Xu Zhiyao. She's very anxious."
"What about you, Brother Song? Did Sister Jia ask you to come?" He usually doesn't have much brain power, but today he seems to have suddenly come to his senses and everything he says is accurate.
Jiang Song gave him a look and turned away.
"No? Why did you leave?" The two were puzzled and followed Jiang Song. They found that he went around to the back of the East Second Teaching Building. Yes, behind.
"It's too dangerous in front, there are too many people coming, it's better to go from the back..." Jiang Song stopped talking halfway, staring at the tall but not strong, thin but not skinny figure not far away with a strange expression.
The person who had been there since early morning also looked up at them the moment they arrived. His eyes were cold and clear, with an emotion that was difficult to detect, as if it was there and not there.
"Why did you stop? Is there a traffic jam?" Xie Zhuoyuan poked his head out from behind Jiang Song's broad back, took a quick look, then pulled his head back and covered his eyes: "What the hell, I ran into a ghost in broad daylight and ran into Yangyang."
Zhou Shi gave him a critical hit: "What are you talking about? How does my brother Yang look like a ghost? Is there a ghost that looks this handsome? Don't say anything if you can't talk."
After saying that, he ran over happily and stood beside Song Shiyang. He wanted to call for help, but was stopped by him with a look.
Jiang Song suddenly chuckled and walked over to look in the window.
There are a lot of people.
It is in a four-legged tripod situation.
The little girl stood there quietly with her eyes downcast, while the adult next to her was talking to a man in front of her who looked quite authoritative.
Zhao Jianhua was in the middle, constantly gesturing and talking. Sweat kept dripping down in the hot weather, and his clothes were wet and stuck to his body.
Xu Sui stood in the narrow room, and could hear the sound of conversation.
"There's no need to make a big deal out of a minor fight between children. Mayor Li said the compensation will be substantial. If it gets out of hand, it won't be good for the school or the government. Don't you agree, Officer He?" The middle-aged man said with a smile to a man in a blue police uniform not far away.
Just wait for his nod, then everything will be easy.
The dark-skinned man didn't say anything, just pursed his lips, with a bad look on his face.
This is clearly school bullying.
It was clearly visible from the surveillance and photos, but he insisted that it was just a minor incident.
He can't make a decision without being informed by his superiors.
Zhao Jianhua wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Zhou Xianzhi with a smile: "Do you think we can settle this privately? If I remember correctly, you worked under Mayor Li for a while. You are my former boss's niece, what do you think?"
Zhou Xianzhi didn't say anything, his face was stern and he remained silent, which made Zhao Jianhua a little embarrassed.
"Transfer school, can Li Ling transfer school, Teacher Zhao?" Xu Sui suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Zhao Jianhua, and said calmly and stubbornly. This was her last request and the bottom line.
Hearing that there was some sign of loosening up, Zhao Jianhua just smiled and was about to say "OK."
He was interrupted by Li Ling beside him: "Why? If I don't transfer schools, my uncle will not agree to your request." Li Ling stared at Xu Sui and said.
"This..." Zhao Jianhua didn't know what to do for a moment. He looked at the middle-aged man carrying a briefcase and said, "Secretary Zhang, look..."
The man smiled in a businesslike manner and walked over to stand beside Li Ling, but his eyes were fixed on Xu Sui: "Why did a small quarrel lead to transferring schools? Girl, your behavior is no less serious than A Ling's."
"It's not a minor fight! How do you define this as a minor fight?" Xu Sui's voice suddenly became sharp. He stretched out his arm and pointed at the dark bruise to show him. His usually calm eyes became sharp as he stared at the middle-aged man.
Since he came in, Xu Sui didn't know how many little things he had said.
This is not the right way to confuse concepts!
"I have three pieces of evidence. First, Li Ling spread unverified rumors, and they were so widespread that they've already damaged my reputation. Second, the scars on my body, large and small, prove everything, and the security cameras in the hallway also confirm that. Finally, I suspect I have a mild concussion, and I'm requesting a hospital checkup."
There is evidence for everything.
"Don't get excited, don't get excited. Speak slowly, speak slowly. Excitement is the devil." Zhao Jianhua grabbed Xu Sui and signaled them not to provoke Xu Sui again.
"Yes, I hope you have a professional team of lawyers to defend you. That's all for today. I have something to do and I'll be leaving first. Officer He, please do as you please."
The middle-aged man had been in a high position for a long time, and no one had spoken to him like this for a long time, not to mention that the other party was a young girl, which made him even more angry. His tone suddenly became cold, and he patted the collar of his dark suit, turned around and walked towards the door.
Li Ling snorted, looked at Xu Sui provocatively, and followed him away.
The four people who witnessed the whole process were speechless for a moment.
Xie Zhuoyuan said in disbelief: "How can someone be so self-righteous after making a mistake? How could someone as well-behaved as Sister Xu mess with them?"
Zhou Shi was also very anxious for a moment: "Who can save this? Xu Zhiyao must be worried to death."
Jiang Song, on the other hand, looked thoughtful at the back of the man carrying the briefcase.
He glanced at Song Shiyang next to him.
"No, this woman is too fucking arrogant. Brother Yang and Brother Song, let's find someone to fuck her during the holiday!" Xie Zhuoyuan was so angry that he was incoherent and said everything.
When Song Shiyang heard this, he curled his lips and didn't respond.
"No, Lao Xie, she's a girl. A man hitting a girl? No, no!" Zhou Shi waved his hands.
"Who said we should come out? Go find Sister Shu, she has many younger sisters." Xie Zhuoyuan rolled his eyes.
"Isn't Yin Shu dating a pretty boy recently? I heard that he is ready to turn over a new leaf." Jiang Song mentioned this after listening to their discussion.
There was nothing to see anymore, and everyone probably knew everything they wanted to know. Song Shiyang walked towards the building to the west.
"What should I do? You guys should think of a solution quickly. I'm just a commoner, and you have the power and influence."
"That's a close friend that Sister Jia finally made." Xie Zhuoyuan wailed.
The four of them parted ways halfway, going left or right to different teaching buildings.
Jiang Song tried to hold it in for a while, but couldn't hold it in any longer. Looking at Song Shiyang, who had a slightly cold expression in front of him, he couldn't help but say, "Shiyang, if I remember correctly."
"What kind of mayor is this? He was Uncle Song's subordinate before he was transferred to the capital." There was hesitation in his tone, because he was not sure whether Song Shiyang was willing to get involved in this mess.
And this requires the use of very strong connections.
If it's easy, you can just talk to the old man at home and it will be settled. If it's more difficult, you may have to call his father whom he hasn't seen for a long time.
But it all depends on whether he wants to or not.
Rather than whether or not.
After all, Xie Zhuoyuan was right. She was Jiang Changjia's only good friend here. She would definitely stand up for herself, but it would definitely be difficult to deal with.
When Song Shiyang heard his words, he didn't show any emotion at all. He just climbed up the stairs quickly, a few steps at a time, until he was almost on the third floor.
He pinched his irritated brows and said calmly, "Don't worry, I'll do it."
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