Chapter 212 Tears! Forever Mentor
Along with it came a strange, suffocating feeling of pain.
The pain surged from her heart like a tide.
Wen Yan unconsciously covered her chest, beads of cold sweat appearing on her forehead.
"Yanyan, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Yan stretched out her arms and pushed Si Moyan away. She squatted down, opened her mouth, and gasped.
Why did he make her feel so distantly familiar?
Why did he make her feel so painful that she couldn't breathe?
Did they know each other in the previous life?
[꺶白꺶白, I want to know why you asked me to capture Si Moyan? 】
놊Let her conquer others, why only Si Moyan?
There must be some origin between them!
[Shu, the questions you want to know are within the scope of my reply. 】
Wen Yanbei bit her lips with her hands.
Within the scope of Bai's answer, it is a representative. Bai knows it, but can it say it out loud?
Although wisdom is omnipotent, it also has its limitations.
"Yes, where do you feel comfortable?" Si Moyan squatted in front of Wen Yan, and seeing her pale face, his deep eyes were full of worry.
Wen Yan's slender white fingers tightly grasped Si Moyan's arm, "I just felt like we've known each other for a long, long time. Have you ever had that feeling?"
Si Moyan frowned, pursed his thin lips and said, "No."
Wen Yan lowered her long eyelashes and said nothing more.
After adjusting her mood, Wen Yan looked towards the office on the third floor.
"I am now going to pray for the souls of those wronged students."
Not long after Wen Yan left, the school director came over after learning that Shu Ti had died.
The school director is the father of Jiang Qing's ex-boyfriend.
Qu Weiyang looked at the school director and said sternly, "Mr. Wen, you came at the right time. You sent Jiang Qing on a business trip because you had reached a deal with Shu Ti, right?"
The school director frowned, "I know what you are talking about!"
Qu Weiyang's eyes were cold. "That year, Yisha's admission rate was very poor. In order to recruit high-quality students, you agreed to Shu Ti's request for your own benefit and let her replace Jiang Qing as the class teacher. Shu Ti promised to help you improve the admission rate."
"As expected, in the next few years, any student with a score below 500 will be in trouble. Students studying in Isa can only keep improving themselves and work hard. Don't dare to drop below 500 points. You should have made a lot of money in the past few years!"
As soon as Qu Weiyang finished speaking, Wen Hao, the son of the school director, ran over.
"Dad, is what she said true?" Wen Hao suddenly came to his senses after Shu Ti's death. Thinking that Jiang Qing had died six years ago, he felt a suffocating pain in his heart.
The school director's face turned pale, "That's all her guess."
Qu Weiyang raised her head and her colleague handed her a recording pen. "My colleague has found the recording evidence of your contact with Shu Ti in her apartment. You killed so many innocent students, and you still want to escape the punishment of the law?"
…
Wei Zhou is one of the top and youngest biologists in the country.
He has achieved certain achievements in areas unknown to mankind.
He recently won the International 꺶 Award and is currently being interviewed by reporters abroad.
"Dr. Wei, you have achieved your current success. Who is the mentor you want to thank the most?"
Wei Zhou wanted to say Shu Ti's name, but suddenly, the sealed memories in his mind seemed to be blown away by a force.
A thin and stern figure emerged unconsciously in his mind.
Mentor, his mentor——
Wei Zhou's eyes turned red unconsciously when he looked at the camera.
"My mentor is Teacher Jiang Qing!"
The reporter frowned slightly, "But when you were interviewed six years ago when you became the top scorer in science, you said your mentor was Mr. Shu Ti."
Wei Zhou, who had always been steady, suddenly stood up from his chair.
He was so excited and angry that the chair made a sharp sound when it rubbed against the ground.
"That's right, all of them are right. Our class's mentor is Teacher Jiang Qing, and our teacher is Shu Ti. Shu Ti only taught us for three months, and our class was able to successfully turn the tide from the worst class. It's all thanks to Teacher Jiang Qing!"
Wei Zhou didn't know what he was thinking of. He immediately took out his phone and booked a ticket back home.
At the same time, someone sent a message in the WeChat group of classmates in class 굛.
——Teacher Shu Ti died.
It took a long time before a classmate replied.
——I just found the interview we did six years ago. Why did we feel grateful to Teacher Shu Ti at that time? Obviously, Teacher Jiang Qing was the mentor who changed our lives!
——I understand, too. I saw what I said back then. It was really too much. Teacher Jiang Qing even suffered severe cyberbullying because of our nonsense. I felt so angry that I wanted to slap myself a few times.
——After Teacher Jiang Qing got into trouble, no one in our class attended her funeral.
——Oh my god, what happened to us at that time? Were we all bewitched?
——We are damned!
Wei Zhou, who had been silent for a long time, replied:
——Let’s go back to our alma mater together tomorrow!
…
After Jiang Qing fought with the evil creature, she was seriously injured, but she saved the souls of those students.
Wen Yan performed a ritual to pray for the souls of those students to be reincarnated.
Jiang Qing can no longer be saved. She has become Shu Ti's puppet and has committed too many sins. In addition, she has been seriously injured and will soon be reduced to ashes.
After Jiang Qing watched those innocent students being successfully saved, she knelt on the ground and confessed her sins.
Wen Yan looked at her body which was gradually becoming transparent, and walked over to help her up.
"Teacher Jiang Qing, the students of Class 굛 are back to see you."
Wen Yan put a talisman on Jiang Qing to temporarily gather her soul together.
"This talisman is only effective for half an hour, which means you only have half an hour to say goodbye to the students in your class."
…
In the abandoned teaching building.
The sign of the class was hung back on the classroom door.
Every student sat in the seat according to where they had sat before.
When Jiang Qing walked in with the school triangle, the students were reciting "Xinling Jun Steals the Talisman to Save Zhao" seriously.
"Prince Wuji of Wei is the youngest son of King Zhao of Wei, and his half-mother is the youngest son of King Anxi of Wei—"
Everyone was reciting very seriously. Jiang Qing stood on the dusty podium, looking at her students with a look of satisfaction in her eyes.
Wei Zhou was the first to notice the figure on the podium. When they came in the morning, Sister Wen Xiao told them that she would let them meet Teacher Jiang.
Although it was Teacher Jiang's ghost that was seen, no one was afraid.
The moment they saw Teacher Jiang, everyone's eyes were red.
That is their mentor who has worked hard to educate them!
But they indirectly killed her!
After reciting the book, everyone stood up and knelt on the ground in unison.
"Teacher Jiang, we owe you a lot!"
"Teacher Jiang, you will always be our mentor!"
Hearing the word "mentor", two lines of tears slowly flowed down Jiang Qing's pale face.