After finishing her self-criticism, Zhang Wenhui ran downstairs in shame and indignation. Zhang Wenhui came from a small mountain village. Because of her family's poverty, her family relied entirely on her monthly salary for survival. Therefore, she would rather accept a pay cut from the school than be expelled.
But being pointed at and gossiped about in front of all the teachers and students was embarrassing, even for someone with a thick skin.
She ran off at breakneck speed, and the students on the playground cheered her on; some of the boys even whistled.
The students in Class 8 of Grade 11 were very happy because they finally got rid of this two-faced teacher.
After the review meeting, all classes returned to their classrooms to wait for class to begin.
Unexpectedly, students from another class led by Zhang Wenhui, who had also been verbally abused by her, went to the homeroom teacher and demanded either a change of teacher or a change of class.
The homeroom teacher immediately reported the matter to the principal. Ultimately, the principal revoked Zhang Wenhui's substitute teacher status and reassigned her to a support staff position at the school.
Her salary had shrunk, and she was constantly being pointed at and talked about by students on the street. Zhang Wenhui really wanted to leave, but even the support staff at Kyoto No. 1 High School earned more than those at other schools. Moreover, Kyoto No. 1 High School was very prestigious; when she was assigned to teach there, the whole village celebrated for her. Her family members held their heads high.
In the second year of high school (8), the original class representative had also benefited a lot from Zhang Wenhui's time, so he secretly told her that it was because Bai Xiao gave Hou Haoxuan the idea that the school punished her in this way.
After Zhang Wenhui saw the class representative off with a smile, she thought carefully. She had been teaching Class 8 of Grade 11 since Grade 11, and no one had ever dared to talk back to her. Moreover, the class representative said that Bai Xiaosheng was timid by nature, so the mastermind behind it all could not be her. For some reason, her first impression was that the person who designed all of this was Su Ya, the new transfer student in their class.
"Suya, I am like this now because of you." Anyone who could see it would notice that Zhang Wenhui's expression was ferocious and terrifying.
So she turned on her computer, typed a message on the school's forum, and clicked "post." The forum at Kyoto No. 1 High School was anonymous; even the school's administrators didn't know who was on it, and they had no right to investigate.
At 8 PM, a post titled "Insider Information: Perfect Scorer Openly Cheats on Exam Due to Family Connections" appeared on the forum of Kyoto No. 1 High School.
Curious students clicked on the link after seeing the title, and it spread like wildfire.
Soon, there were tens of thousands of comments under that post.
[I knew it! He failed all his subjects except math. Isn't that cheating?]
[To the person upstairs: I heard that the teachers at the International Mathematical Olympiad want her to participate in the competition.]
[How can someone like this be qualified to participate in the IMO? They're a disgrace to their school, and they don't even dare to, let alone embarrass their school internationally!]
[Can cheating on an exam lead to expulsion?]
[We hope the school will severely punish such students.]
[Doesn't our school feel ashamed to have students like this in our school?]
......
Because of Su Ya's perfect score in math, she was practically a celebrity at school. And what the students were really interested in was gossip among themselves.
After finishing her meal, Su Ya went upstairs to check on her mother and took her pulse. Since the acupuncture treatment that day, her mother's pulse had been noticeably stronger than before. Su Ya judged that she should wake up soon.
Back in her room, Su Ya put down her phone and went to take a shower. When she came out, she saw more than a dozen messages on WeChat, all from Mo Mo.
Su Ya's long, slender fingers tapped out each point. Although Momo was a little stutterer, she was a chatterbox when they were together.
Momo: "Ya Ya, my phone broke a few days ago, but it was just fixed, so I didn't contact you."
Momo: "Are you settling in well in Kyoto?"
Momo: "Ya Ya, do you remember that bald teacher at our school?"
Momo: "You definitely don't remember."
Momo: "Today, that bald teacher was arrested."
Momo: "Ya Ya, why are you ignoring me? Are you angry with me?"
Su Ya: "No, I just went to take a shower. Bald teacher, the one in your class?"
Momo: "Yes, Ya Ya is that one. A lot of police came today and took her away."
Before Su Ya could send another message, she saw another message from Mo Mo.
Momo: "Do you remember the tutoring classes he ran in private?"
Suya: Yes.
Momo: "Luckily, I didn't go. That bald teacher is no good. Don't let his seemingly kind appearance fool you; over the years, he's taken advantage of girls coming to his house for tutoring, groping them and even forcing himself on several of them. Several girls were victims, but they were too afraid to speak up. He threatened them, saying that if they told their parents, he would prevent them from graduating and getting their diplomas. Without a diploma, even if they got into university, no school would accept them. This time, it was only because one of the girls he molested got pregnant, and her family found out, that the matter came to light. Then the parents immediately called the police."
Su Ya vaguely remembered the bald teacher Momo mentioned. Nanlin Town wasn't big, with only one middle school, which included both junior and senior high sections. A teacher would typically teach one class in junior high and another in senior high. The teacher Momo described was surnamed Fang, divorced, and his wife resented that he neglected his family for his students. She even ignored their daughter's illness and eventually left with her.
This man looked very honest. He was bald, wore black plastic-rimmed glasses, and always had a smile on his face. He often rode a dilapidated bicycle and never scolded or beat students at school. Even when a naughty student locked his bicycle, he would carry it all the way to a locksmith without getting angry.
He had an exceptionally good reputation both inside and outside the school. He would buy food and clothes for students from disadvantaged families, and every time he received his salary, he would donate the rest, after deducting his own expenses, to schools in need. He was a role model for the school. The principal even praised him in front of all the teachers and students.
One year during the third year of junior high school, he said it was for the students' own good, to help them get into high school, so he opened a tutoring class at home, and it was free.
Although nine-year compulsory education had been implemented in China at that time, to be honest, if your grades were too bad, you couldn't get into Nanlin Middle School. You could only transfer to other cities or go to vocational high schools.
People say that the college entrance examination is a hurdle, but they don't know how many people get stuck at that threshold of getting into high school.
Many people were tempted when they heard it was free. Momo also wanted to go, but she knew her school wasn't good and her foundation was weak. She discussed it with Suya, but Suya disagreed. Momo had always listened to Suya the most since she was little; if Suya pointed east, she would never go west.
Because Momo didn't attend the tutoring center she ran, Su Ya didn't investigate the teacher surnamed Fang in detail.
Momo: "I never expected that someone who seemed like such a teacher would turn out to be worse than an animal. Luckily, this was discovered, otherwise who knows how many students would have been abused by him."
Suya: Don't trust strangers easily, and protect yourself.
Momo: Don't worry, Sister Ya. By the way, Sister Ya, I went to see Grandma Yan today, but I knocked on the door for a long time and no one answered. Have you been in contact with Grandma Yan recently?
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