Chapter 101 24-Hour Teacher (4)
"Li Xiaoman's mother."
Bai Ye walked to Li Ruojun's side and asked softly, "How is Xiaoman now? What did the doctor say?"
Li Ruojun's eyes were red, clearly she had been crying. But at this moment, she was only pale, and there was no sobbing or choking sound.
Even when speaking, he remained remarkably calm, saying, "Xiaoman is not in any danger."
Bai Ye had prepared a whole host of comforting words, but because the other parent was too calm, she couldn't utter a single word.
I've never seen such a "cold-blooded" parent. Her child was still inside being resuscitated, yet she could so calmly say, "There's no danger to his life."
So, since there's no danger to his life, let's put this matter aside for now?
Bai Ye thought for a moment, then changed the subject, asking how the student had fallen into depravity.
The word "jumping off a building" is far too sensitive, and this is only Yan Xin's side of the story.
Upon hearing the word "mistake," Li Ruojun's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and she unusually looked up at the acting homeroom teacher in front of her.
She is more sensible and understands the bigger picture than her previous homeroom teacher.
"Manman was practicing badminton on the rooftop. Her movements were too exaggerated, and she accidentally flipped over the railing and fell."
He paused, then added, "It's the rooftop of the fourth floor."
The rooftop is on the fourth floor, which means the accident didn't happen at home.
Bai Ye became even more convinced that the so-called suicide attempt was just a misunderstanding. Once she learned that the parents had taken their child to the training center, everything became clear.
The door to the emergency room finally opened, and Li Xiaoman's condition stabilized, so she was transferred to the observation room.
"The doctor said that as long as there are no other complications within 24 hours, I can be transferred to a regular ward."
Bai Ye stood outside the observation room, looking through the glass window into the room. There was a small person lying on the hospital bed, covered in tubes.
He felt bad, but he could only give up for now, offer a few words of comfort to the parents, and leave the hospital.
The next day, Monday, Bai Ye mentioned in class, "Li Xiaoman got a minor injury while playing basketball over the weekend and needs to take a few days off. The class monitor will temporarily take over the duties of the academic representative and class representative. Thank you for your hard work, class monitor."
"Teacher Bai, is Li Xiaoman injured? How serious is her injury?"
"Teacher Bai, how did Li Xiaoman get injured? Is she at home?"
"Teacher Bai..."
"Stop!"
Bai Ye called a halt to prevent the topic from escalating, saying, "You can talk about this after class. Let's start class now."
The students finally quieted down, and Bai Ye began the class review.
When the bell rang, Bai Ye left a special practice sheet. Students with average grades were not required to get it all right, but everyone had to write something down, at least showing the solution process.
He plans to start investigating each case one by one, beginning today.
The second period in the afternoon was also math class. Half of the students had already handed in their practice papers to the class monitor. During the last ten minutes of self-study, Bai Ye casually flipped through them and got a general idea of what to expect.
"The class monitor should collect them and then hand them in to the office."
Bai Ye didn't take it beforehand; he tidied up his lesson plans and left the classroom.
To my surprise, as soon as I got back to the office, the class monitor came over with the test papers.
"Didn't you say you'd collect them all before handing them over to me?"
"Teacher Bai, I want to ask about Li Xiaoman."
Bai Ye looked up, her eyes filled with surprise, "Why did you suddenly want to ask this?"
The class monitor, He Baixuan, also had parents who were difficult to deal with. However, after reviewing the student's personal information, Bai Ye found that he was also a good student.
Although her academic performance was not as outstanding as Li Xiaoman's, her management and leadership skills as a class leader were quite excellent.
Another point is that He Boxuan has extensive research experience in intelligent robots, can already program, and has won a gold medal in a national competition.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this student will likely pursue a career based on their special talents.
"Are you and Li Xiaoman very familiar?" Bai Ye couldn't recall seeing the two of them together.
At school, Li Xiaoman only initiates conversations with classmates who come to her with questions; she does not actively communicate with anyone else.
Of course, as the class's academic representative, Li Xiaoman still communicates with her classmates when carrying out her work.
He Baixuan scoffed, "I know what you want to ask, Teacher Bai. You want to know what kind of relationship I have with Li Xiaoman, right?"
"Forehead……"
"Teacher Bai suspects that my relationship with her is unusual, otherwise why would she take the initiative to ask about this? In fact, Teacher Bai's suspicion is not wrong, my relationship with Li Xiaoman is indeed unusual."
Bai Ye remained silent, sensing that what the student was about to say might contain a lot of information.
However, he did not expect that the amount of information He Baixuan provided was not only large, but almost explosive.
"You mean you have a small group chat where members exchange information with each other every day?"
"Yes, the group was created in the second grade. At first, many classmates joined, but we didn't share the same values, so by the fourth grade, there were only five people left. We haven't added anyone else since, and it has always been a group of five, until now."
When He Baixuan talked about this small group, his expression changed, and his eyes shone with a rare light.
“We have a group chat every night to dream about the future and discuss things outside of studying. We share all our innermost thoughts with each other. We are a whole, a group of humble individuals striving to break free from the constraints of our parents.”
"Wait! Tell me first, who's in your group?" Bai Ye became increasingly alarmed as she listened.
He Baixuan: "Besides me and Li Xiaoman, there are also Xu Zihan, Xu Haotian and Zhang Xiao."
There are five students, and four of their parents are members of the parents' committee.
Bai Ye suddenly had a headache. How did these students get together?
Wait, what is He Baixuan trying to do by confessing to Xiao Qun at this time?
"Tell the teacher what you really want to say, don't beat around the bush," Bai Ye said, seizing the crux of the matter.
He Baixuan took out his phone from his pocket, unlocked it, and opened the group chat.
The latest page of the group chat history is laid out in its entirety.
"You actually brought your phone to school?" Bai Ye was stunned again. This was a well-known good student, the class monitor, and a student who was awarded the title of "Three Good Student" every year.
He Baixuan looked disdainful. "Teacher Bai, don't make that face. The label of 'good student' was forced on me by you. I've never said that I'm what you call a good student."
"You want me to see the contents of your small group chat." Bai Ye turned his gaze to his phone.
He Baixuan generously pushed it forward, and Bai Ye took it, then scrolled through the group chat messages from the past few days.
After reading it, his face turned very pale.
"Teacher Bai, do you still think Li Xiaoman's injury was an accident?"
"You knew she had suicidal tendencies all along, why didn't you tell the teacher in time?" Bai Ye was both anxious and angry.
This small group is really open; they talk about all sorts of things, and even discuss them quite thoroughly.
In the group chat, Li Xiaoman expressed her desire to experience the taste of death more than once, indicating that this student's psychology had already become distorted.
"He Boxuan, you're the class monitor and also her classmate. You just watch her develop this tendency and you don't do anything about it?"
"Teacher Bai, is it a crime to ignore it?"
"What?"
"We're just students. Why should the blame be placed on another student for one classmate's suicide? Just because he knew beforehand? Does he deserve to die if he doesn't speak up? What about the culprit who caused Li Xiaoman's suicide?"
Bai Ye opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
The boy standing before me was only twelve years old, yet his eyes were sharp and filled with disdain.
He didn't despise himself, but rather society. He despised everything around him!
This student is also not in a normal mental state.
Bai Ye thought of what [Weird] said: there were 30 students in the class, and not one of them was normal.
I initially thought it was just an exaggeration, but now I realize it might actually be true.
In an instant, Bai Ye broke out in a cold sweat; things were in serious trouble!
In the end, Bai Ye kept He Baixuan's phone number, offered a few words of comfort, and sent him home.
Taking advantage of the free time in the afternoon, Bai Ye went through all the chat content that was available in the group chat at once.
Finally, he slumped into a chair, his eyes glazed over.
Five students: one talks about death every day, one calculates the probability of an accident or tomorrow coming first, one studies whether the soul exists after death, one focuses on the difference between the greatest and the most worthless deaths, and the last one…
Finally, summarizing everyone's claims about death, he decided to write his own death history.
"What the hell is this group chat? It's practically a death camp!"
"How could this happen? What's wrong with these five students' mental state...?"
Bai Ye suddenly sat up and asked, "Wei Yi, I need to buy props. Can you provide me with a student mentality testing device? I need to monitor their psychological state."
The player's request is excessive and cannot be fulfilled.
“I know you definitely have one. I don’t want the kind that monitors psychological conditions. I want their acceptance of death, or rather, their determination to die. I want a priority list.”
Bai Ye was just testing the waters, but unexpectedly, [Weird] actually took out a prop and priced it at 9999.
Players can purchase the 'Death Dynamics Device,' input a target value, and monitor the death curve at any time. Only 9999, a steal!
Bai Ye's heart sank. "So, in my class of 30 students, all of them have varying degrees of thoughts about dying?"
Although it is a question, it is quite certain.
The mechanical voice suddenly faltered; unexpectedly, the human player started using empty talk again—how infuriating!
[Players, please explore on your own. 9999 Ghost Coins have been deducted; the item has been distributed.]
Bai Ye obtained the Death Dynamic Device, which is virtual and somewhat similar to the virtual screen he carries in the game.
He input all 30 students from Class 601 into the system, and soon, he saw dynamically jumping points appear in the instrument. Points formed line segments, line segments formed lines, and in a short while, a curve was slowly generated.
"Let me take a look at the students' current death tendencies in the class."
Bai Ye scrolled down the graph to the end and saw that the highest percentage of students was 92%, which was ranked first.
"It must be Li Xiaoman."
Bai Ye scrolled to the name column, only to find that the student with the highest suicide tendency was not Li Xiaoman, who had already jumped off the building.
It wasn't any of the five people in the group chat.
"An Wenyuan?"
Bai Ye recalled his memories and finally extracted the identity of this unknown student.
An Wenyuan's grades were mediocre, and he did things in a conventional way. Throughout his six years of elementary school, he never volunteered to give speeches on stage, never participated in class activities, and never played games with his classmates.
This student was so quiet that he was like a shadow in the classroom; if you weren't paying attention, everyone would selectively forget his existence.
“I remember An Wenyuan was from this city, and he attended the Experimental Primary School in the school district.”
Bai Ye immediately turned on his computer and found the students' personal information.
As a result, the parents' section of the personal file only had two names, and everything else was blank.
However, in the guardian section, another person's name was written: Xie Chunhua.
After Xie Chunhua's name, there is a small explanation that she is An Wenyuan's grandmother.
"Both parents deceased?" Bai Ye couldn't help but guess.
But soon, he learned some other things about An Wenyuan from Yan Xin.
“An Wenyuan is a special student. His father is in prison and should still be serving his sentence. His mother is missing; there's a case at the local police station, but they've never been able to find her. An Wenyuan's grandmother is partially blind, almost unable to see, and also has poor hearing. In his six years of primary school, no parent has ever attended a parent-teacher conference for him…”
"By the way, regarding An Wenyuan, I only made one home visit when he was in first grade, but his grandmother kicked me out. Later, his family moved, and the student has refused to write down his new home address, so the school can't do anything about it."
Yan Xin found it strange, "Teacher Bai, An Wenyuan is a student who doesn't know how to get along with people, but he also doesn't commit any crimes. Why are you suddenly asking about him?"
Shouldn't the most pressing concern right now be Li Xiaoman's situation?
Bai Yexin said that Li Xiaoman's mortality rate was 80%, which was not even in the top ten in the class, so it was not considered serious.
But then I thought, how could someone like Li Xiaoman not even rank in the top ten of the class...
This class is doomed!
"What grudge do you hold against me that I had to take on such a strange class?!"
Bai Ye wrote down the top five people with death tendencies in a blank notebook: An Wenyuan, Li Shuangshuang, Hua Sirui, Yan Bowen, and Wang Zitian.
To be honest, Bai Ye had very few memories of these five students.
These five people were almost all marginalized members of the class; they were more or less invisible shadows.
Bai Ye opened a class group photo, found these five students, and sure enough, they were all standing on the side.
"These five students are in a more serious situation than Li Xiaoman's group of five, and... um?"
Bai Ye suddenly stopped and went back to look at a few more group photos.
His expression suddenly turned serious. "How come these five people haven't changed their positions at all when taking the photo?"
Starting from the third grade, every time there was a class group photo, we were all standing in the same spot.
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