Chapter 66 Jinrong School, Beiyang County 10
"Teacher, they bullied me, I have audio evidence!" You said loudly, pulling out your old-fashioned mobile phone and holding it high.
"Your homeroom teacher knows you. Among all the students in the middle and primary schools, you and Ning Zhaodi are among the most 'famous' people."
"He didn't say anything, didn't believe you, and didn't think you could bully the three of them."
"Fan Ye and his sister and Xiao An stared at you in bewilderment. One of them had his hair burned, and the other was secretly shedding tears while covering his knees."
"Xiao An had already gotten up from the ground the moment the teacher arrived."
"It was you who suddenly became rebellious and incredibly strong; it was you who bullied the three of them."
"When the teacher comes, you start telling the story that they bullied you."
"You can even produce audio recordings as evidence."
"This is absolutely outrageous."
"All four of you, come to the office with me." The homeroom teacher glanced at you sideways and reached out to take the old-fashioned mobile phone from your hand.
"But you quickly withdrew your hand and gripped the phone tightly in your hand."
“My grandma calls me every day after school, so I can’t give you my phone,” you said in a low voice, sounding a little unsure of yourself.
"When your homeroom teacher heard you mention your grandmother, there was a moment of hesitation and suspicion in her eyes."
"The four of you followed him to his office."
"After you went in, he closed the office door and then called you to his workstation."
"You're from the elementary school, right? What brings you here? Is something the matter?" the homeroom teacher asked.
"Hmm." You nodded. "I'm here to find someone."
"Class teacher: 'Tell me, what just happened?'"
Before the three of them could speak, you interjected, "I'll play a recording here, so they don't exaggerate or spread rumors."
Fan Xian cried, "Teacher, look at my hair! She burned it all. Now she's turning the tables and accusing me first!"
"I didn't even have a lighter, how could I burn your hair? You clearly tried to burn me yourself, you tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead," you loudly argued.
"You, you, you, you're awful!" Fan Xian stammered, she couldn't even win an argument with a primary school student like you.
You unlocked your phone and pressed play on the recording. "Teacher, please listen to the recording."
"Then, the phone played the conversation between Fan Ye and the other two, in which they said they wanted to bully you."
"It's normal for classmates to roughhouse and play around. Your hair is fine, isn't it? You look perfectly alright," the homeroom teacher said seriously.
"They're in ninth grade, but a little more mischievous than you. You're being too sensitive; they were just joking with you."
"As your homeroom teacher scrutinizes you from head to toe, your anger rises. 'Are you kidding me? Is this how you joke? Do you think this is just a small matter?'"
"Teacher, do you usually indiscriminately confuse truth with falsehood, allowing victims to wallow in self-pity?"
"Evil people often act in pairs, their misdeeds are too numerous to record, and the bullied have nowhere to turn and no one to stand by their side, which emboldens the wicked."
"When will this kind of treatment end the isolation and ridicule we face, leaving my sister and me feeling utterly helpless and pushing us into the abyss?"
"And for those who commit evil deeds every day, a few self-criticisms are their end."
"Where is your professional ethics as a teacher?" you shouted at the end.
"They didn't expect that a fifth-grade elementary school student like you could come up with so many counterarguments."
The homeroom teacher spoke calmly and slowly: "Student, although you have audio evidence, things are clearly not as you say. You're fine, but Fan Ye and Fan Xian are the ones who are injured."
"I can't just listen to what you have to say here; I also need to hear their explanation."
"When my sister Ning Zhaodi was bullied, did you make her explain things the same way? Was that fair and just?" you questioned.
"My sister came into this world following the light, and she is my father's reason for being in this world, not to be bullied, to shed tears, or to grieve."
"When you mentioned Ning Zhaodi, the homeroom teacher looked slightly flustered and anxious."
He asked hesitantly, "Is your sister... at home?"
You snorted coldly, disgusted by the homeroom teacher's arrogant attitude. "Hmph! Shouldn't I be asking you that? She's your student, a perfectly healthy person, how could she just disappear? It's been over 24 hours, and as the school, you have to give me and my grandmother an explanation."
"Otherwise, I'll call the police!"
"Don't worry, little student. Ning Zhaodi is missing, and as her teacher, I'm very worried about her too," the homeroom teacher reassured you.
"You: 'Let's put my sister's matter aside for now, what about today? I came to pick up my sister's things at school, but they blocked me at the door and bullied me.'"
“I have evidence here, which I can provide to my lawyer.”
"Ning Pandi, you worthless piece of paper, you shameless bastard, %￥……&Y%^#@$#￥%, you burned my hair and you still try to argue!" Fan Xian was so angry that she cursed him.
"Fan Ye was standing to the side, glaring at you fiercely."
"Teacher, look at my knee." Fan Ye stepped forward, lifted his trouser leg, and revealed the bruised and swollen area. "Ning Pandi kicked me."
"Fan Ye originally didn't plan to show his injuries; it was too embarrassing."
"But just talking about it without any proof means the homeroom teacher can't help him."
Even if he's ridiculed, he has no choice but to accept it.
"You turn your head and look closely at his knee. It looks like you kicked it pretty badly. Serves him right!"
"When I think about the harm that Ning Zhaodi and the original owner of this body suffered, this is nothing compared to what they did."
"You said, your voice trembling with tears, 'Teacher, who knows who kicked him? Now they're slandering me. Look at my skinny little body, how could I possibly hurt him?'"
"This isn't blatant lying; it's pure slander!"
"Just thinking about Ning Zhaodi's bitter diary entries and the foul language and harsh words she suffered..."
"You just want to use violence to fight violence and temporarily collect some interest."
"If the 'wolf' wants to eat people, then use a hunting rifle to kill the 'wolf' with one shot."
"To swallow your anger and let the 'wolf' continue to bully you until it has had enough is the worst possible strategy for you."
Fan Ye: ......
"Fan Ye, are you sure it was her who kicked him?" the homeroom teacher asked uncertainly. He didn't believe you could have injured Fan Ye, but Fan Ye was completely on the defensive.
"And then you added fuel to the fire, saying, 'Teacher, he probably provoked someone, got beaten up because he was weak, and now he wants to take it out on me and hit me back.'"
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