Chapter 369: Ten years to train people, a hundred years to build a school
"A century-old university is once again hosting the grand event of the martial arts joint examination,"
He sighed, with an indescribable heaviness in his voice.
"Whether our No. 8 Middle School can move to a higher level depends on these few days. At this honorable moment, I believe that every good student in our school will be willing to bring honor to the school."
The head teacher was silent.
He had a different opinion in his heart. He felt that a truly good student would not choose this kind of time to cause trouble.
But he did not refute, but just lowered his head silently with a flickering look in his eyes.
Cheers could be heard faintly outside the window. The live broadcast screen of the martial arts league was suspended in the air. The moment the referee announced the victory, excited students sprayed brilliant fireworks into the sky.
The dean admired the fireworks and said quietly, "When the joint entrance examination is successfully completed, the fireworks will be the most dazzling. By then, how many people will still remember the few lost duds?"
The dean of studies withdrew his gaze and looked at the head teacher again, his eyes becoming deep and dark.
"I remember you have been in our school for many years,"
He said slowly, with a kind of temptation in his tone, "In terms of qualifications and merits, it is also qualified to be upgraded. At the end of this year, our school can also submit a list of outstanding teachers to the Executive Government, and we can mention the citizen rank and related benefits.
I will apply to the principal to add your name to the list when the time comes."
The head teacher's heart skipped a beat and an irrepressible excitement surged in his heart.
He has worked diligently in school over the years, teaching and educating students, and sending off one class after another. Isn't this what he was trying to achieve?
Unexpectedly, the wishes that he could not fulfill when his students were alive, were helped to be fulfilled after they died - no, they were missing.
In an instant, he seemed to have an epiphany, and his mind suddenly became clear: "I was too narrow-minded before. Students who make trouble at critical moments are not necessarily bad students. On the contrary, they may be better students."
He suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, and a look of almost pious determination appeared on his face:
"I understand. I will contact the students' parents right away and do a good job of educating them ideologically."
The dean nodded with satisfaction and sat back in his chair. His eyes behind the glasses were cold and deep, as if he could see through people's hearts: "Remember, the honor of the school is above everything else."
The head teacher nodded solemnly and turned to leave the office. His steps were much lighter than when he came, as if he had unloaded some heavy burden.
He suddenly remembered Xiaojuan's composition: "I want to be a student that the school, teachers, and classmates like."
He felt that Xiaojuan's wish should have come true. In a few days, after the joint entrance examination, he would apply to the school for a commemorative gift of "Outstanding Alumni" for the child and burn it.
The lights in the corridor stretched the head teacher's shadow very long, and the shadow was distorted on the wall like a monster with bared fangs and claws.
The dean watched the head teacher leave, then slowly stood up and walked to the bookshelf.
He reached out and pulled out a thick school history book. His fingertips gently stroked the gold-plated school emblem on the cover, and he whispered to himself:
“It takes ten years to train a person and a hundred years to build a school. Only when the school is better can it have the opportunity to cultivate more good students!”
The chilling sound echoed quietly in the office, blending in with the noisy sounds of fireworks outside.
In the girls' dormitory, the door was pushed open with a clang, and Zhang Liyou, Feng Yuhuai and Cuicui walked in one after another.
Different from the bustling joint examination scene outside, the dormitory seemed almost empty of atmosphere and was so cold and desolate that it was suffocating.
As soon as Cuicui entered the room, she slammed the door shut, her voice filled with suppressed anger:
"How can the school do this! Xiaojuan is clearly missing, but they said she went home! Do they think we are fools?"
She rushed to her bed, grabbed the pillow and smashed it against the wall. Cotton wool splashed out from the cracks, forming a pale snow mist under the light.
Tears welled up in Cui Cui's eyes, and she yelled out of control:
"Yazhi is dead, will Xiaojuan also...?"
Her eyes swept over Zhang Liyu and Feng Yuhuai, and there was a hint of despair in her voice.
Zhang Liyue sat silently beside the bed, looking at the angry and frightened Cuicui. Her eyes were slightly red and her fingertips pinched her palm unconsciously, but her eyes never left Feng Yuhuai.
Feng Yuhuai stood by the window, his slender fingers resting on the window sill, his nails unconsciously rubbing against the wooden frame, making a slight sound.
She looked through the window at the lively playground outside. The laughing crowd and the bright fireworks reflected in her dark eyes looked particularly attractive. She licked the corner of her lips involuntarily.
When Cui Cui saw that both of them were silent, the anger in her eyes grew even stronger.
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She jumped up from the bed:
"No! I can't care about that anymore! Since the school doesn't care, I'll go to the police station and report the case myself! Otherwise, Xiaojuan will be like Yazhi and will never come back!"
As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Liyu almost subconsciously reached out and grasped Cuicui's wrist, and said in a hurried tone: "Don't go!"
Cuicui was stunned for a moment, then stared at Zhang Liyu in disbelief, her eyes full of disappointment and anger: "Liyu, what do you mean? Are you afraid that the school will blame us? Xiaojuan is our friend! She trusts us so much, how can you be so cold-blooded!"
Zhang Liyu was speechless for a moment because of Cuicui's anger, and her tone seemed a little hurried:
"Cui Cui, that's not what I meant! Listen to me——"
Before she finished her words, Feng Yuhuai, who was standing by the window, turned slightly, and her long hair fell on both sides of her cheeks, covering half of her face.
Those eyes were deep and quiet, like a lake with no end in sight. There was an ambiguous light in the dark pupils, staring straight at Zhang Liyu.
Zhang Liyu's heart suddenly tightened when she was looked at by her. She forced herself to look away, gathered her thoughts, and continued to comfort Cuicui: "What I mean is, there is no need to go to the police station. The school has arranged people from the police station to maintain order these days. They are in the school, and we can go to them directly."
Zhang Liyu paused for a moment and added:
"However, since the police station is here to help the school maintain order, and there are many important guests in the stands, and I heard that officials from the Executive Yuan may also be present tomorrow, so the police station will most likely stand on the side of the school and help suppress the incident."
Cuicui frowned, and the anger on her face was gradually replaced by fear and hesitation.
Zhang Liyu took a deep breath, and his tone became heavier.
"Besides, what if the school has already informed the police station?
If we rashly report the case, the police might temporarily detain us on the pretext of maintaining order. If we are all arrested, who will be able to continue looking for Xiaojuan in school?"
Zhang Liyu then raised her head and looked at Feng Yuhuai, and said solemnly: "Yuhuai, what do you think? Come and persuade Cuicui."
(End of this chapter)
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