Ding Kemeng has become a sensation.
Zhao Qian had just finished teaching a class and returned to his office. As soon as he opened the door, several teachers who got along well with him handed him their phones to look at. Ding Kemeng from their class had gotten into trouble!
Wu Xin was also in the teachers' group and naturally saw the post. Upon seeing Zhao Qian, she immediately sneered, "Look, look, Teacher Zhao! Your Ding Kemeng, on the surface, is a good student, but behind the scenes, she's actually this kind of person!"
Zhao Qian's hand holding the phone trembled slightly. Hearing Wu Xin's sarcastic remarks, he simply looked up at her without saying a word.
Wu Xin thought Zhao Qian was afraid of her, and became even more smug: "I told you before, you can know a person's face but not their heart. This Ding Kemeng may be young, but she's got a lot of tricks up her sleeve and is no good student! You didn't listen, and now look what happened!"
One of the teachers in the office couldn't stand it and spoke up, saying, "Teacher Wu, what are you saying? This matter is still in its early stages, how can you, as a teacher, jump to conclusions like this!"
“That’s right, and this isn’t a good thing either. Teacher Wu, you’re going too far by talking about a student like that…” another teacher chimed in, unable to stand it any longer.
Wu Xin panicked, "How can this be me making things up? This post has even been shared in our teachers' group, with photos as proof, how can it not be true!"
"Ding Kemeng is a good student, she couldn't possibly do such a thing..." A male teacher who had taught Ding Kemeng couldn't help but say.
"What's wrong with being a good student!" Wu Xin suddenly shrieked, her sharp voice echoing in the office: "Can't good students do these things? Besides, this good student is in Class 10 now. Those students in Class 10 are all hooligans. It wouldn't be long before she starts going astray with them!"
"Teacher Wu!" The dean of teaching, who had rushed to the teachers' office after receiving the message, had just entered when he heard Wu Xin's unethical remark. His face immediately darkened, and he reprimanded her.
Zhao Qian returned the phone to the teacher and looked at the dean of students, "Dean, you've arrived."
Zhao Qian wasn't just ridiculed by Wu Xin for nothing. He had already sent a message to the head of the teaching department on his phone. Fortunately, the timing was perfect. He wanted to see how Wu Xin would defend herself this time!
Seeing this, Wu Xin understood everything. Looking at Zhao Qian, her eyes were filled with resentment: "Zhao Qian, you are too shameless!"
The things Wu Xin said in the office just now could be considered a slip of the tongue by the head of student affairs, but right now, he's still standing in front of her! And Wu Xin dares to say such things!
"Wu Xin!" The head of the teaching department angrily called out Wu Xin's name, "Look at you now, do you even have the demeanor of a teacher anymore!" Pointing at other teachers' noses, cursing them, and speaking ill of a student in front of so many people, this Wu Xin, he had always thought she was a good teacher!
He's really blind!
"Director, it's Zhao Qian!" Wu Xin had also calmed down from her rage and quickly put on a wronged expression.
But the head of the teaching department wasn't buying it anymore. "Alright, you can stay in your office. All the other teachers from the first year of high school, come with me to the next room for a meeting to discuss this student's situation!" The student involved was a top student, and the school would do everything in its power to minimize the harm.
When Ding Kemeng finished her exam, it was already past 3 p.m. Although the exam had lasted for so long, she was still very happy when she came out.
"Lu..." Where is Lu Ziyin?
Ding Kemeng's bright eyes dimmed instantly. She stood frozen outside the examination hall, feeling a pang of sadness. She had thought Lu Ziyin would be waiting for her outside, but... so she was already gone...
"Ding Kemeng, what are you daydreaming about? The teacher is calling you, go back!" A girl who was also participating in the competition saw Ding Kemeng standing there motionless, and since the teacher was urging her, she had no choice but to pat Ding Kemeng on the back and remind her.
Ding Kemeng didn't recognize the girl, but she knew she went to the same school as her. She forced a smile and walked quickly toward the bus.
If he's not here, he's not here. At least he came with me, didn't he...?
Ding Kemeng comforted herself with this thought, quickly boarded the bus, and walked back to her original spot, but... "Lu... Lu Ziyin?" Ding Kemeng was stunned.
A feeling of joy welled up inside her, and Ding Kemeng quickly went over and sat down next to him.
She thought Lu Ziyin had gone back, but it turns out he hadn't left at all!
Seeing Lu Ziyin asleep, Ding Kemeng felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She snuggled closer, carefully rested her head on Lu Ziyin's shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.
She would lean against it for a little while, just a short while.
Because she was constantly worried about the post, Lu Ziyin hadn't been sleeping well. But for some reason, in the middle of the night, she suddenly felt a faint fragrance wafting towards her, soft and sweet. Accompanied by this fragrance, Lu Ziyin actually fell asleep completely.
When Lu Ziyin woke up, she felt that her left arm was numb and a little heavy. Lu Ziyin turned her head and looked over.
The little girl had her whole head resting on his shoulder, with half her face buried in his neck, fast asleep.
The air in April was still a bit chilly, especially in the evening. Lu Ziyin moved her arm, which had gone numb from sleeping, and slowly stretched it out to pull the person into her arms.
The movement was a bit too loud and almost woke her up. Lu Ziyin was startled and immediately stopped moving. Later, she realized that Ding Kemeng had only moved slightly and hadn't woken up, so she breathed a sigh of relief and continued to pull her into her arms. Lu Ziyin only stopped moving when she had Ding Kemeng completely in her arms.
Meanwhile, at Xiushui High School, during the first-year class's regular meeting, the teachers emerged from the meeting room one by one, each with a different expression.
Zhao Qian walked at the back, thought for a moment, then took out his phone, pulled up the parents' contact numbers, found the one surnamed Ding, and dialed. The call was quickly answered, and Zhao Qian carefully chose his tone, telling the person on the other end of the line everything about the school. After he finished, there was a long silence on the other end, and Zhao Qian almost thought the other person had hung up. Then the person said "I understand" and hung up.
After the call was disconnected, Zhao Qian's expression was somewhat strange, and he also seemed to doubt himself.
He just made himself clear, didn't he? There was no exaggeration or slander involved. Ding Kemeng's parents heard it clearly, right?
But why is there no reaction at all?
Zhao Qian is obsessed.
Meanwhile, Mr. Ding's expression after hanging up the phone was completely different from what he had just said; he looked utterly distraught.
He didn't care what Zhao Qian said, but at this moment his mind was filled with one sentence: His precious daughter was actually attacked online!
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