Chapter 147 Looking forward to Xiaojing, I feel so tired
Zhang Ruyun called Ouyang Jing out of the classroom.
However, before asking Ouyang Jing to help summon the spirit, Zhang Ruyun asked her a question:
"Ouyang, when I wasn't in class and Teacher Zhu was helping to manage the class, did anything happen in the class?"
Ouyang Jing's eyes slid to the side, filled with fear and guilt. After a while, she said:
"No... nothing happened..."
Lin Zhuyue asked: "Did anyone threaten you?"
Ouyang Jing's eyes trembled, and she shook her head, "No."
"Yes, definitely."
Lin Zhuyue held her hand and said,
"Tell us what's going on, okay? Also tell us about the threats you've received. We're special forces assigned by the National Security Department to handle this matter. We have the final say in this case. I promise you, I'll protect you."
"Furthermore, since human lives are involved, anyone who silences you and attempts to conceal the truth will be dealt with. Once the truth is revealed, they will be unable to protect themselves and will no longer be able to threaten you."
Ouyang Jing didn't know whether she could trust Lin Zhuyue.
She closed her eyes, struggling internally.
After a while, she looked up at Lin Zhuyue.
She wanted to believe Lin Zhuyue, no, she wanted the truth behind Zhong Tingbai's death to be revealed...
Otherwise, Xiaobai would be too pitiful...
"The day Xiaobai jumped off the building, the physics teacher was in charge. He seemed to have been drinking and was completely drunk... He had been joking around just a few minutes before, and then he asked Xiaobai to go to the podium and solve a physics problem on the blackboard. Xiaobai couldn't answer, and he suddenly became very angry..."
Ouyang Jing lowered her head, with a look of reluctance on her face.
"He told Xiaobai, 'Don't go to school anymore. You're just wasting your parents' money if you continue studying here.'"
"Oh, right, it wasn't just Xiaobai who was writing down the physics problem on the blackboard. Julien was also called up, but he couldn't solve it either. The physics teacher kicked him really hard, from the podium to the back of the classroom... Julien stood up right then and there, and he never asked for leave afterwards, so I guess the kick didn't cause any problems..."
Zhang Ruyun frowned and asked:
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Julian feels he's fine, so he's not going to complain. Xiaobai... Xiaobai was just scolded. It's normal for a teacher to scold a student, right?"
As Ouyang Jing was talking, she began to sob.
"That night after returning to the dormitory, Xiaobai said she had forgotten something in class and wanted to go back to get it... I asked her if she wanted me to accompany her, but she said no, and then she never came back."
"When I was about to go out to look for her, Director Shang and Director Lu came to the dormitory and said Xiaobai had jumped. They asked if Xiaobai was upset. We told them what happened in physics class."
"Then, they held a meeting with us overnight, and then went to the boys' dormitory to hold a meeting with the boys, telling us not to say anything we shouldn't say, or we might not be able to take the college entrance examination. They also specifically told us not to tell you, the teacher. Maybe they knew that if you knew, you would never let it go..."
Lin Zhuyue took a deep breath.
Shi Can didn't react much, but anger had been ignited in his always sharp eyes.
Zhang Ruyun was heartbroken, tears welling up in her eyes. She shook her head, internally blaming herself for asking for leave, for asking that bastard Zhu Donghai to help manage the class, and for not investigating Zhong Tingbai's death further...
Even Mr. Hu from the Mediterranean School, who was substituting for Zhu Donghai today, couldn't stand it anymore and cursed:
"What kind of beast is this?"
"That day, after returning to the classroom after dinner in the cafeteria, Xiaobai looked out the window and said to me, 'Xiaojing, I feel so tired.' At that moment, she must have been thinking about jumping off the building."
Ouyang Jing sobbed and said,
"I thought, who wouldn't be tired in the third year of high school? I just comforted her. It's all my fault. If I had paid more attention, maybe she wouldn't have jumped."
Lin Zhuyue felt a strange spiritual fluctuation.
Then, a series of images and sounds entered my mind.
Lin Zhuyue saw a girl with short hair that reached past her ears and soft facial features. She was not particularly thin, but definitely not fat either. She was wearing a neat school uniform and looked very clean and beautiful.
This is Zhong Tingbai.
Lin Zhuyue had seen her photo before coming to Wuju City.
The house in the background is a bit old, the furniture is old, the putty on the wall is slightly cracked, and there are too many things, with nowhere to put them, making the house a bit messy. However, the owner of the house still tries his best to keep the house clean, the floor is mopped clean, and the cabinets and tables are spotless.
Zhong Tingbai and his parents were sitting at the dining table eating. There was a plate of blanched prawns on the table. The quantity was not large. Every time Zhong's father and mother picked up their chopsticks, they would pass the prawns to Zhong Tingbai instead of eating them themselves.
Zhong Qilin asked, "Did your midterm exam results go well?"
Zhong Tingbai replied, "I'm OK, but not so good at physics."
Wang Xiaoqin said, "Then you must study hard. Do I need to hire a tutor for you?"
Zhong Tingbai shook his head and refused, "It's too expensive."
Wang Xiaoqin said: "Then ask the teachers more at school."
"Yeah, okay."
Zhong Tingbai responded and suddenly hissed.
Zhong Qilin asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Zhong Tingbai frowned and said, "My shoulder is uncomfortable and painful."
"I'll ask your mother to give you a massage later. I'll go out and buy you some plaster to apply."
Zhong Qilin put another large shrimp into Zhong Ting's white bowl and said,
"Senior year is still too tiring."
"You don't have much time left in high school. Just hold on and get into a good university. Your life will be good from now on."
Wang Xiaoqin picked up the shrimp, peeled it, and stuffed it into Zhong Ting's white bowl, saying,
"For a family like ours, only by studying hard can we have a good future and earn a higher income in the future. If we had a little money, our family would have suffered less."
Zhong Tingbai lowered his eyes and replied, "Yeah."
Wang Xiaoqin added:
"But don't put too much pressure on yourself."
After a while, Wang Xiaoqin said again:
"Auntie Liu downstairs showed Mom the photos she and her son took at Luda. The campus is so beautiful, and the dorms look nice, too."
Zhong Qilin said, "Are you jealous?"
Wang Xiaoqin rolled her eyes at him and said:
"What are you jealous of? We can also take photos together at Luda University in the future."
Zhong Tingbai's mood became very low.
Sometimes her parents told her not to feel pressured, and sometimes they expressed confidence and hope for her. They probably didn't understand that for a child who loves her parents, confidence and hope are greater pressure than a poor family background.
The scene switches back to the school.
"You have a senior who had excellent grades, but she took it easy during her senior year and didn't get into her ideal university on the college entrance exam. She attended school for a few days, then dropped out and repeated the year. She went to bed at midnight and woke up at four in the morning, toiling away for a year before finally getting into Yuanda University."
"Chen Jingyi from the next class has shot up to second place in her grade. She doesn't get up very early in the morning, but she studies in the dormitory with the curtains closed until one or two in the morning. Hard work pays off."
"One point zero one to the power of 365 is approximately 37.78, and 0.99 to the power of 365 is approximately 0.03. Learning a little more every day, or a little less every day, will make a huge difference after a year..."
Bowl after bowl of chicken soup was fed into the stomach.
Zhong Tingbai pulled out the refill from her push-button black pen, replaced it with a new one, and then inserted the empty refill into a bunch of refills tied together with a rubber band. These refills were the result of her hard work throughout high school.
However, even if she tried hard, she still had some trouble with the subject of physics. Every time she handed in her homework, she would be talked to by the teacher because she had too many wrong answers.
Then, time jumps to a winter afternoon.
Zhang Ruyun took a leave of absence due to the flu, and Zhu Donghai, who taught physics, took over the management of Class 3-7 for her. He took up the last self-study class in the afternoon to give a lecture.
But his condition is not suitable for class——
He had been drinking, his cheeks flushed, he spoke drunkenly, and his temper was erratic. His face, as square as the shape of a field, alternated between smile and anger.
He asked the students to come to the podium and solve the problems he wrote on the blackboard.
Zhong Tingbai and Julien were called up together.
Zhu Donghai did it on purpose because Zhong Tingbai and Yu Lian's physics scores were very mysterious and fluctuated.
Julien wrote down a solution and a formula, but then he was stuck and couldn't write anything more for a long time.
Zhu Donghai asked calmly: "No?"
Julien said: "I'm sorry, teacher..."
Zhu Donghai suddenly flew into a rage, grabbed Julien, and kicked him off the podium. The kick was so fierce that the skinny boy was kicked directly to the end of the classroom. This sudden violence made the entire classroom quiet.
Zhong Tingbai, who also couldn't solve the problem, was so scared that he didn't dare to breathe.
Zhu Donghai still had some sanity left. He didn't attack Zhong Tingbai, but he was also very angry at Zhong Tingbai's "inability to help" and cursed loudly:
"Study? What kind of books are you studying for? You can't even solve problems like this. You're wasting your parents' money studying here! Stop studying! Get out of here!"
Zhong Tingbai clenched the chalk tightly.
After class, she and Ouyang Jing went to the cafeteria together.
She swiped her meal card, which still had fifteen dollars in it, so she bought the crispy fried chicken rice bowl that she usually couldn't bear to eat, and she bought a large portion.
Ouyang Jing talked to her a lot.
She responded from time to time, but she was just perfunctory and just ate her fried chicken rice seriously.
After finishing his meal and returning to the classroom, a thunderstorm broke out in Wuju City, a rare sight in winter. Zhong Tingbai sat on the edge of his bed and could see a white figure in front of the window of the physics laboratory across the street. It was someone who had died...
Zhong Tingbai said, "Xiao Jing, I feel so tired."
Wuju No. 16 Middle School has always adopted high-pressure education.
In the first semester of their freshman year, students could still have Sundays off. But starting in the second semester, Sundays had to be "voluntarily" scheduled for make-up classes. As for their rest time, there were no evening self-study classes on Saturday nights and no morning self-study classes on Sunday mornings. These were their only rest days.
After the second semester of my senior year, the time to arrive in the classroom in the morning was also advanced to 5:50.
"It's okay to be tired."
Ouyang Jing said,
"I'm dying of exhaustion. I need to finish the college entrance exam and get some relief. But I heard university is also very tiring. If you fail a single subject, you won't get your degree..."
"Stop looking and do the test. Otherwise, you won't be able to hand in your homework and the teacher will scold you again. Tomorrow afternoon after school, I'll treat you to milk tea."
Zhong Tingbai's eyes dimmed.
After returning to the dormitory at night, she didn't wash up, but sat by the bed until Ouyang Jing finished washing up and came to urge her.
Zhong Tingbai stood up and said:
"I'm going back to the classroom. I left something behind."
Ouyang Jing asked, "Do I have to get it tonight? Curfew is almost here."
Zhong Tingbai nodded: "Yes, I must take it."
Ouyang Jing couldn't stop her, so she had to ask:
"Then I'll accompany you?"
Zhong Tingbai refused Ouyang Jing's offer to accompany him:
"No, go to bed early. I'll be back soon."
She left the classroom just before curfew and arrived at the empty office building. After walking back and forth twice, she broke down crying in the empty corridor, yelling like a madman.
"If I fail the college entrance examination, will you still love me?"
"Don't push me anymore!"
"I can't stand it anymore!"
"I don't deserve all the prawns!"
"I want to go to the library and read some books on the weekend! I want to rewatch my favorite movies! I want freedom!"
"How great would it be if I had never come to this world? I'm a loser, and I can't meet your expectations. I really, really can't hold on any longer..."
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