Chapter 105
Xinhai Qingyun Senior High School.
The eight large gold-plated characters sparkled in the morning sun.
Students walked into the campus in twos and threes, carrying their schoolbags. The day students in the third year of high school were very busy every day, squinting their eyes and dozing off while walking. The day students in the first and second year of high school were just the opposite, eating delicious big meat buns and chatting and laughing with the classmates around them.
The teachers on duty supervise the appearance of the students entering the school, occasionally glancing at their watches and urging them to enter the school quickly.
At this time, a rumbling sound came from a distance.
The students turned around one by one.
One luxury car after another stopped at the school gate.
The four luxury cars, Rolls-Royce, a top luxury brand, Bugatti, a world-class supercar, the tough customized G-Class, and Cullinan, the ceiling SUV, were lined up in a row, attracting the attention of all students and teachers at the school gate.
Shock and exclamation.
What kind of nobleman can ride in such a luxurious car to school?
And there are four of them at once!
Before the teachers and students could recover from the luxury of the car, four men had already gotten out.
They are not students, but four men from the Fu family.
In order not to miss their dogs, they had to go see the injured students in person, and do it by surprise, so that the dogs would not run away again.
The principal had just received a call a minute ago. He rushed out of the principal's office in a hurry, holding down the wig on his head tightly, and rushed to the school gate at flying speed with the dean of studies to greet them.
The school was donated by Tianhong Group, and the high-end facilities were provided by Tianhong Group. He was able to keep his position as the principal after such a big accident thanks to the donation from the Fu family, otherwise he would not have been able to arrange the students' subsequent teaching and teaching location in such a timely manner.
Such a big boss must be received well no matter what.
"Mr. Fu! The four Mr. Fu!" The principal's voice came from far away, and his leather shoes made a clattering sound.
The principal was anxious, and the teachers could not be negligent. Anyone who was seen passing by was called to come and greet them together. As a result, there were scenes of several teachers running madly with the principal early in the morning.
"Mr. Fu, why didn't you inform me in advance when you came to school so that I could make arrangements and let all the teachers and students welcome you together!"
The principal was out of breath and quickly held out his hand.
"No need to go to so much trouble, we just come to find out something," Fu Chen said, his eyes falling on the principal's hand.
The principal lowered his head, exclaimed, put the wig in his hand back on his head and shook hands with the four men one by one. Other teachers also came forward to express their welcome.
"Come on, the four Mr. Fus, come to my office and talk. Just ask me if you want to know anything," the principal invited warmly.
The men were good-looking and tall, and they were the focus of attention wherever they went, including in school. However, the principal's office was in the administrative building on the south side, and people would go straight south after entering the school gate, so they would meet fewer students. Therefore, the news that four super handsome men had come to the school only spread among a small number of students.
The principal led the four people to the principal's office and poured water for them personally.
Fu Yan walked to the window and observed the scene on campus.
Fu Zhan pulled over a chair and sat down, casually smoothing his hair twice. He had been so obsessed with finding a wife recently that he didn't care much about his hairstyle.
He said: "The purpose of our visit to the school is simple, to meet the students injured in the accident."
Fu Chen: "But the school needs to cooperate."
The principal nodded immediately: "Of course no problem."
Fu Yu took out his phone and put it on the table: "We have made a list of students, and we need the principal to call all of them over to give them some simple psychological counseling and ask some questions."
"Okay," the principal returned to his desk and sent the list he received in his mailbox to the senior grade group's work group, asking each class teacher to select their own students.
But before calling the students over, they had to make some other preparations.
The principal did as he was told.
....
Morning break.
In the entire corridor of the senior year floor, there were only a handful of students standing outside the classroom chatting. Due to the pressure of entering higher education and the heavy review tasks, few people came out after class.
Song Xingqi took out a piece of bread from his desk. He and Zijie got up late this morning and had little breakfast, so they soon became hungry.
He opened the package and ate slowly, while listening to Duan Wei, the most energetic student in his class, chatting with his friends in the next class in the corridor. They said that there was news from the first and second grade students that a group of super handsome stars came to the school this morning and they might hold an event.
"There is such a good thing? It's impossible." Duan Wei raised his hand to pick his ears and leaned lazily against the guardrail behind him.
"How would I know? Anyway, that's what people say. They also say he's a big boss, and the principal even went to meet him in person."
"How handsome are they? Are they as handsome as me?"
"Of course not. He's definitely not as handsome as me."
"Ha ha ha ha....."
Both of them laughed.
The squad leader who was returning from the office passed by them and gave them two words: narcissism.
Song Zhouxing, who was sitting by the window, was still eating bread obediently. He was not a fan of celebrities, so he listened with one ear and let it out with the other. After eating two more bites of bread, he heard Duan Wei exclaim in surprise, "Where are they going?"
Song Xingqi followed their line of sight and saw the head teacher of Class 4 leading seven or eight students from their class walking past the window.
Qiu Zijie, who was sitting behind Song Zhouqi, also looked up from the paper. He stopped moving the pen in his hand, glanced at the people who were being led away, and listened carefully to their whispered discussions.
"Why do you suddenly ask us to go to the administration building?"
“I don’t know…”
"Did we make some mistake?"
.....
Everyone else in the classroom looked outside.
Jiang Ling, who was propping up his chin and spinning a pen, also faced the window and slowly leaned towards the wall behind him. His eyes followed the people passing by. He glanced at Sheng Xiaoxing in the back seat and knocked on Sheng Xiaoxing's desk: "Wake up."
Sheng Xiaoxing had just been lying down for two minutes when he looked up with a puzzled look in his eyes.
Jiang Ling pointed outside and said, "Several people from Class 4 were taken away by their class leader."
They are carrying the secrets of the laboratory, and the people in the laboratory have not yet fallen into the law. They are still in danger, so they will pay more attention to anything slightly unusual.
Sheng Xiaoxing looked towards the corridor and only saw the head of the boy walking at the end of the line.
Just as the people from Class 4 passed by, their head teacher from Class 5, Lao Guan, came into the classroom with a piece of paper in his hand. He adjusted his glasses and said, "I'm going to read out the names now. Please go to the sixth floor of the administrative building after the third class. Wang Haoyu, Duan Wei, Song Xingqi, Jiang Ling, Chen Jing, Lu Zixin, Xiao Lu, Qiu Zijie..."
"Wait, wait, why, teacher? Why did you ask me to go to the administration building? Could it be that the principal wants to criticize and educate me personally?" Duan Wei hurried back to the classroom.
He was the last in the class and had a small fight with someone else a few days ago, so he felt insecure.
The head teacher: "You wishful thinking, do you need the principal to personally criticize and educate you?"
The whole class burst into laughter.
Duan Wei grinned and scratched his head.
"Okay, okay, quiet down," the head teacher called out the last two names, "and Xu Hao and Sheng Xiaoxing."
....
Psychological counseling has already begun in the administrative building.
The vacant office was temporarily converted into a psychological counseling room, furnished with a coffee table, sofas, green plants... the light green curtains fluttered in the wind, and an amiable psychological counselor was assigned to work.
The student knocked on the door and came in. His originally nervous mood relaxed after he sat down and saw the gentle female teacher.
"Don't be afraid. My last name is Lin. You can call me Teacher Lin. I just want to chat with you briefly." Teacher Lin's clothes were in soft warm colors, and her smile was reassuring. "I know that there was an accident in your school not long ago. You injured your leg that day, and you were discharged from the hospital and returned to school last week."
"Yes," the girl nodded.
"Senior year is an important stage for preparing for college entrance exams. Do you feel stressed and tired if you fall behind in reviewing at this time?"
Upon hearing this, the girl burst into tears. Her parents only cared about whether she could get into college and never asked her if she was tired. At this time, such a gentle person asked her, and the anxiety and pressure in her heart instantly turned into tears and were released.
She nodded desperately: "Too tired, I don't get enough sleep every day, I can't get up in the morning, and I have so many exams to do..."
Teacher Lin listened to her complaints, and after the girl finished speaking, she taught her some ways to relieve stress. She then talked about the accident at school. The girl unconsciously opened her heart and talked about her hospitalization. From the accident to the hospitalization and surgery, she remained conscious and never fell into a coma. Her daily routine was to recuperate and read.
After the girl left, the next one took her place, one after another.
Teacher Lin was invited by the Fu brothers. Although he had a task to do, he did his tutoring work wholeheartedly.
And those four people were in another office.
There was a huge screen hung on the wall, connected to a camera, so the four men could clearly capture every subtle expression of the students. However, after tutoring more than a dozen students, none of them was the person they were looking for.
The atmosphere in the office is depressing.
Teacher Lin looked at the name of the next student, whose surname was Tian and whose given name was Tian Tian, and then took out a small pet dog backpack and placed it on the table.
"Hello, teacher," the female student pushed the door open. Her name was very sweet, but she was very cold and aloof. She was not interested in the cute little backpack on the table at all. She didn't even look at it and answered with very few words.
"This is not like my little fur ball's personality at all," Fu Zhan was depressed.
Fu Yu crossed his arms and looked at the screen: "You used your puppy's online nickname to post her real name, which is not reliable. Maybe her real name is the foot-picking man."
Fu Zhan: ".....Second brother, your mouth is too poisonous!!"
Fu Yu: "It looks more like the third brother's Duoduo."
"Not like that," Fu Yan said, examining her. "She doesn't show her teeth."
The principal accompanied them. He couldn't understand what the four men were talking about, so he couldn't get a word in, but he was full of doubts.
Why do injured students show their teeth?
Who is Duoduo?
Why do puppies have nicknames and real names?
What the hell are they?!
The aloof girl didn't feel any psychological pressure, and the topic ended quickly. After she left, a boy came in.
The boy suffered a brain injury in the accident and was in a coma for a long time. He just returned to school recently. He often showed poor spirits and anorexia in the hospital. Teacher Lin said with concern: "Your condition in the hospital can be considered as post-traumatic stress disorder. You can talk to me about your feelings."
"No," the boy lowered his head, his hair covering his eyes, his hands tightly clasped together, and repeated, "No."
"Not what?"
"It's not what you said...what obstacles are there."
Teacher Lin saw that the boy had other psychological problems, so she comforted him, "You can tell me, I will listen carefully."
The boy said: "I don't want to be a dog."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the four men in the office were all fixed on him.
Fu Zhan stood up suddenly, Fu Yu pursed his thin lips, Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, and veins appeared on Fu Yan's arms. They were all very nervous.
Teacher Lin: “Why do you say that?”
The boy raised his head suddenly, tears streaming down his face: "Teacher, I would rather be hospitalized than go back to school. Once I come back, I will have to work like a cow or a horse for those bastards in the class. They can't study well and they take it out on me, saying that I am a fool and an idiot. I am just a dog to them. They treat me like a dog and bully me! This is school bullying!!!"
The four men of the Fu family: ""
The air was silent.
Fu Zhan glanced at the principal coldly: "Did you hear that? School bullying, why don't you solve it?"
"Yes, yes, right away!" The principal ran out of the office in a hurry.
Fu Chen lowered his head and rubbed his temples with his thumb.
....
Downstairs in the administrative building, the boys from Class 3-5 of Senior High School arrived.
Jiang Ling stopped a person coming out of the administration building and asked, "Student, what does psychological counseling involve?"
The classmate said: "Nothing, just asking if you are under a lot of pressure or something like that. I think it's pretty good. The teacher in the counseling room is very gentle."
"Oh, thank you," Jiang Ling smiled.
The group arrived at the sixth floor. The last student from Class 4 came out of the counseling room, said hello to the people from Class 5, and left. The people from Class 5 looked at each other, and Wang Haoyu asked, "Who will go in first?"
"Let me go," Jiang Ling gave a comforting look to Song Zhou and the others who were worried about him, "Is it psychological counseling or something else? I'll go and see for myself."
"Jiang Ling, you must be careful!" Song Zhouqi warned.
Qiu Zijie also said: "We are all waiting for you at the door."
Sheng Xiaoxing: "If there is danger, just shout and we will rush in immediately."
Wang Haoyu at the side laughed: "It's just psychological counseling, not a spy movie. Look how scared you are. But none of you in the dormitory are timid people, oh, except Song Xingqi."
"I'm not a coward!" Song Zhouqi corrected unhappily.
"Don't bully Xingqi. I'm going in," Jiang Ling said, pushing open the door of the counseling room.
Teacher Lin smiled and invited him to take a seat.
"Thank you, teacher," Jiang Ling sat down on the fabric sofa and looked around the room. Although it was cozy, the furnishings were very sparse. There was not even a notebook on the only desk. As expected, it was a temporary tutoring room.
"You're welcome," Teacher Lin said, "We're just having a casual chat. We can talk about anything, school, study, or the accident that happened at school. I know you were in a coma in the hospital for a while, right?"
"Yes," Jiang Ling replied.
"Do you feel fully recovered now?"
“I think so.”
"Will a brain injury cause a lack of concentration and some delusions?"
"Yes, I have."
"For example? Do you imagine yourself as an animal?"
"Yes," Jiang Ling smiled faintly, "I feel like a leopard. I am free to gallop every day. The prairie is my buffet restaurant. I eat rat strips and deer legs. My life is so carefree. The lions, tigers, and wolves on the prairie are all my admirers."
“........”
"Of course, there will definitely be people who are jealous of my beauty and try to pick a fight with me. I will usually strike them head-on. If not, I will leave them with no way out, but at least they will die."
"......." Teacher Lin couldn't keep up with the rhythm. "Student, can you say it again?"
.....
Jiang Ling was very beautiful, but he looked different in women's clothing, so Fu Zhan did not recognize him. He even snorted in a scoundrelly manner: "What the hell is this guy talking about? Is he talking nonsense because of too much pressure from studying?"
Next was Qiu Zijie. As soon as he came in, he noticed a painting hanging on the wall opposite him. If he guessed correctly, then he was right.
The eye in the painting is a camera.
"Zijie, right?" Teacher Lin asked kindly.
Qiu Zijie nodded.
Teacher Lin gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "You are the top student in the school. You always rank first in the grade every year. It's really great!"
"But there was an accident at school that caused you to fall into a coma. Now that you have woken up and entered the review period for the third year of high school, you must be uncomfortable. Will you be distracted when doing the questions? Will you feel like there is another person pulling you in your body?"
Qiu Zijie thought for a while and started to use sign language. His movements were skillful and neat. It would take several years of practice to develop such beautiful skills.
Teacher Lin was stunned.
Are you a mute?
This is not written in the student’s profile!
Fortunately, she knew a little sign language and immediately interpreted it carefully...
A minute passed, and Teacher Lin still couldn't understand what Qiu Zijie said in sign language. She looked a little embarrassed, changed her sitting position and said, "Okay, okay, Zijie, you go back first. I'll bring a sign language interpreter over in a couple of days, and we'll continue our conversation."
Qiu Zijie gestured again.
The men watching in the office didn't understand either. Not only did they not understand, Qiu Zijie didn't understand even more.
Because he had read and replied randomly.
Fu Yu's face became more and more sinister. He held out a glimmer of hope for the school bully of Qingyun High School, but it turned out that the bully was mute and he could not learn any information.
The third is Sheng Xiaoxing.
He turned the doorknob and came in. He didn't even stop for a second before turning around and walking out: "I've been here."
Teacher Lin: “!!!”
Fu Yan exuded a low aura and his face could not even be seen.
Next is Song Zhouxing.
"Hello, teacher. My name is Song Xingqi." Song Xingqi was the most obedient. She put her hands on her knees and answered without the teacher asking. "I don't have much pressure in my studies. My parents are very tolerant and let me do my best in my studies. So the schoolwork is a bit heavy, but I'm not anxious."
Outside the camera, the man who looked intimidating without being angry couldn't help but lean forward, his eyes fixed on the boy's handsome face.
"This is a good attitude," Teacher Lin affirmed Song Xingqi, "Are you feeling any discomfort physically?"
"No," Song Zhouqi shook his head, "The time I spent in the hospital was like a nap, and I went back to school when I woke up."
"Okay, teacher, let me ask you something off topic. Are you afraid of thunderstorms?"
"I'm not afraid." Song Xingqi can admit anything except being timid. "There are often thunder and rain in my hometown. I grew up listening to thunder and I'm not afraid at all."
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