Chapter 114 Thank you Uncle Xiaopang for the amulet

However, the thing that made the head teacher crazy was still to come. At about midnight that night, Shi Li's parents sent a text message saying that Shi Li's arm was injured and she could not take the exam tomorrow. They wanted to ask for a day of sick leave for her to rest at home for a day to see how she was doing.

Shi Li could not tell her family about the fight. After all, it was not a glorious thing.

However, some things could not be hidden.

It was like the injury from being grabbed during the fight, right on the chin.

When being grabbed, Shi Li's attention was all on the other party, so she didn't notice that she had a bruise on her face.

At that time, she was so excited that she didn't feel any pain.

After leaving the scene, she felt a burning sensation on her face, but she didn't care too much.

The wound was not actually that big, but it could not escape the mother's sharp eyes.

As soon as Shi Li entered the house, Huang Jie saw the wound on her daughter's face. She

immediately asked worriedly if someone bullied her at school.

Shi Li certainly couldn't say it, so she immediately said no, but Huang Jie had already screamed for the nanny to take out the medical kit.

Huang Jie took a cotton swab and carefully disinfected the wound. Under the stern gaze of her old mother, Shi Li could only tell the whole story, of course hiding the fact that a group of little gangsters bullied Song Ying in the previous life, which eventually led to Song Ying's suicide.

Hearing that her daughter was acting bravely, Huang Jie did not say anything disapproving.

The nanny who was handing Huang Jie a band-aid said worriedly, "How can there be such a bad child in the world? You too, should call the police first in such a situation. The police are adults and law enforcers, they are definitely better than you kids."

Huang Jie asked her, "Are there any other injuries on your body?"

Shi Li shook her head, but Huang Jie had already rolled up Shi Li's sleeves and was about to take a closer look.

This was terrible. There were two purple bruises as thick as sticks on Shi Li's upper arms.

Shi Li's skin was white, and the bruises looked particularly distressing.

The nanny couldn't help but take a breath. Huang Jie was also distressed. Her expression was very serious. "Is this what you said about not being injured?"

"In fact, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Huang Jie didn't even eat dinner. She took Shi Li to the hospital and carefully checked if there were any other injuries on his body.

After hanging up the emergency room and a full body check, it was almost dawn.

The doctor thought it was not a big deal, but seeing that the parent looked like he was facing a powerful enemy, he carefully suggested rest and observation first.

So Huang Jie sent a text message to the head teacher in the early morning to ask for sick leave.

The head teacher was used to going to bed late. He was still reading in the early morning. After receiving Huang Jie's message, he felt that he didn't need to sleep all night.

My number one, her body is not her own, but belongs to the whole class.

At this time when she could fight for the class, she was injured.

At that time, the head teacher didn't know that Shi Li was not the only one who was injured and couldn't take the exam.

When she got up the next morning, her mobile phone interface was filled with sick leave text messages.

The causes of the illness were different. Some had muscle strains, some had dislocated arms...

The head teacher felt that a person's life was actually very short, and a lifetime would be gone once you close your eyes.

The collective sick leave of students was a deadly thing.

Fortunately, there was no Zi Han's mother in her class.

The sick leave of students was deadly enough, and what was even more deadly was that this group of kids had taken an exam all day, and today's subjects would be zero.

The head teacher called each student one by one to inquire about their physical condition.

Although he thought that his students were very patient, able to fight with the little gangsters and share their battle results in the group in the evening, as a teacher, he still had to care about the students.

After asking around, he confirmed that the little ancestors were fine, but their families were worried and hoped that they could rest at home, so they just couldn't take the exam today.

Head teacher: It's over, this is for me.

Students are not feeling well, and they can't be forced to take this exam.

In the absence of the top students, the head teacher's first monthly exam, which he thought was a turnaround, ended with a chill in his heart.

The day after the exam, the disabled but strong-willed darlings returned to school to attend classes as usual.

That morning, a strange sight occurred in Class 1 of Grade 1. The head teacher blocked the door early in the morning to check schoolbags.

This shocked the students and teachers of other classes. After all, Qianpu is not an ordinary high school and has never had the tradition of forcing students to hand in mobile phones.

The teacher of Class 1 collected mobile phones. Does his class have to collect mobile phones as well?

Under the watchful eyes of other classes, the head teacher of Class 1 collected one baseball bat, two baseball bats, three baseball bats, four baseball bats... It was impossible to count how many baseball bats there were in the students' schoolbags.

Students and teachers from other classes: The students in your class are not here to study, but to play the role of Young and Dangerous.

The students of Class 5 of Grade 1, who had a dispute with the students of Class 1 over the playground not long ago, are now thankful that they were very calm at the time and did not fight with the other party. If a fight breaks out, how can I, who only have books and stationery in my schoolbag, beat a group of students who all have a baseball bat in their hands?

The head teacher collected a small mountain of baseball bats, which blinded the eyes of teachers and students in other classes, but he had to make up for his own students, "My students like to play baseball in their spare time. They like to play together after class to exercise their bodies and cultivate their sentiments."

This is because these little ancestors carry baseball bats instead of controlled knives in their bags.

Otherwise, he would have to say that his students are frugal and work part-time in the fruit store after class to learn how to cut fruit.

As for whether anyone believes that the rich second generation goes to the fruit store to cut fruit, this is not something the head teacher worries about.

No matter who heard this excuse, no one would believe it. When Shi Li saw that almost everyone in the class brought a baseball bat, his first reaction was: "Am I being isolated?"

Others heard Shi Li's inner voice and panicked.

They all looked at the head teacher and condemned him for making trouble. If he hadn't blocked the door of the class to check school bags, Shi Li wouldn't have found that everyone was carrying baseball bats in their bags, and he wouldn't have thought that he was isolated in the class.

It was not a good thing for Shi Li to find himself isolated.

Everyone wanted to use something to distract Shi Li's attention.

At this time, the fat boy in the class came to Gu Yuqing with a peace amulet, "I heard that you had an argument with someone the day before yesterday and got injured. This is the peace amulet my uncle asked from the master. Carry it with you to keep you safe."

He walked to Shi Li and handed him one, still saying the same thing.

If nothing unexpected happened, something unexpected happened, and Shi Li's inner voice rang out.

[I remember that Uncle Xiaopang was super superstitious and often invited masters to his home to perform rituals. Over time, Aunt Xiaopang ran away with the fake monk.]

Xiaopang: ???

Classmates: ???