Mi Yang originally thought that the tutoring would be over after one or two sessions, but he didn't expect that more people would come on the third day.
In addition to Xiao Pang, even the class monitor came this time. She felt embarrassed to come alone, so she dragged Yu Tian along. The class monitor stood outside the gate of Mi Yang's house, looked around, and said, "Mi Yang, do you want to review with us?"
Mi Yang looked at her strangely. The class monitor felt a little embarrassed. He rubbed the tip of his nose and said, "Well, many of us didn't go to Teacher Wang for extra lessons, but we were worried that we wouldn't do well in the test after school started, so we got together to review."
Mi Yang asked them to come in. After they came in, they chattered for a while and explained the matter clearly. Their review was quite targeted. After Xiao Pang and the others finished their tutoring with Teacher Wang, they immediately brought the questions they had done to let the other students look at them together. They discussed doing the questions a few more times and practicing more.
But this time, all the good students held their breath and did not go to Teacher Wang. The ones who went were Xiaopang and Sun Qian, the students who usually performed at the bottom of the class. They tried very hard to copy the questions, but after coming back, they stammered and could not explain them clearly to everyone.
The class monitor saw this and was anxious. When he saw that Xiao Pang suddenly got enlightened yesterday, he immediately found hope. When he saw Mi Yang again, it was like he had found a guiding light. His face was full of expectation, but he didn't dare to ask loudly. He just tried to ask in a low voice: "Well, can you review with us?"
Xiao Pang also whispered, "Last time, a girl in our class was scolded by Old Lady Wang and cried. She asked twice more..."
Mi Yang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tutor you all."
The young monitor was overjoyed, made an appointment with Mi Yang, and left.
Cheng Qing usually takes Mi Yang to school whenever she has time. He is young and his mother is worried about him. Now he has to go to school again, Cheng Qing is reluctant to let him go. She asked him, "Yangyang, why don't you let the children come to our house to study? The school is still cold, and it's not close for you to go there."
"There are so many people, there may not be enough seats at home." Mi Yang thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with Bai Luochuan. He will be promoted to the third grade next year, and he can also get to know everyone in advance."
Cheng Qing watched him call Bai Luochuan. The two kids discussed it in a similar manner for a while and finally found a place.
Mr. Bai found a meeting room for them to review, and there was a small blackboard for them to use. There was a stove in the room, so it would be warmer. Mi Yang talked to the class monitor, and the class monitor patted his chest to ensure that the notice was in place. Mi Yang did not expect that this notice basically included all the students in the class.
A group of children were sitting on small stools holding books, all staring at him as he pushed the door open. Mi Yang was startled by their eyes that were eager for knowledge: "Why, are you all here?"
The class monitor stood up to maintain order and said, "Student Mi Yang helped everyone with their studies today. Let's applaud!"
A group of children clapped their hands, and then looked at him like hungry birds.
Because it was a holiday, Mi Yang didn't wear school uniform, and wrapped himself up very thickly, with scarves, gloves, and a hat that covered the ears. It was a plush knitted hat with a blue pompom on top, which swayed when he walked. He walked to the front, took off his gloves and took the chalk. On the other side, Xiao Pang also handed over a test paper. Mi Yang stood on tiptoe and explained the questions to everyone on the small blackboard.
I don’t know if it was because of the chalk dust or because the weather was too cold, but Mi Yang sneezed several times after speaking for half an hour.
Some of the questions above are relatively simple, but more of them require basic review. It is not enough to just be able to do a few questions. After Mi Yang explained two questions, he found the problem. He waved to the class monitor and Bai Luochuan to come over and asked them to explain a few simple questions to everyone. He went to the side to prepare the lesson again, intending to consolidate the knowledge points for everyone.
Mi Yang had done this kind of work when he was teaching in the past. At that time, there were few people going to the mountainous areas to teach, and he had to teach some of the courses regardless of what they were. When he saw the children posing with their hands folded and sitting there obediently, he couldn't help but feel full of love and wanted to teach them more of what he knew.
The children in Class One of Grade Three were equally well-behaved. Mi Yang lay aside, preparing his lessons again, while watching the class monitor and Bai Luochuan explaining the questions to everyone, paying attention to where they made mistakes.
After a few days of classes, Bai Luochuan's role gradually became apparent.
Wei Xian's way of teaching him was obviously much better, especially the basic part, which was better than Mi Yang's. When someone asked him about it, he didn't hide it and said directly: "I have a teacher at home who has been teaching me. I will skip a grade and go to your class after school starts."
He spoke with certainty, as if he had already passed the advanced-grade examination.
Xiao Pang said enviously: "That's amazing, who got a higher score between you and Mi Yang?"
Bai Luochuan said: "I did well in the last exam, two points higher than Mi Yang."
Xiaopang said: "Only two points..."
Bai Luochuan immediately said: "Two points is also high." He said it a little anxiously, frowning and looking at Mi Yang, hoping to get praise from him.
Mi Yang saw what he was thinking at a glance, and he tried to coax him, "Yes, he did better than me last time, so I have to keep studying."
Bai Luochuan immediately raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiaopang with an expression that said "what did I say?", looking particularly proud.
With Mi Yang's words, the children in the third grade class one had a new understanding of Mi Yang. This is someone who is even better than the first place Mi Yang. Xiao Pang looked at him admiringly and said, "You must be the first in the school, so awesome."
Bai Luochuan raised his chin and said modestly: "It's okay. I only beat him once. I still need to work harder in other cases."
The class monitor beside him said sympathetically: "Hey, you must be very tired studying at home. I know how it feels to catch up. It's very hard."
Bai Luochuan's ears turned red, and he snorted, "I will catch up, soon."
They kept reviewing together until almost the New Year. The class monitor was the last one to leave. She also made an attendance sheet for everyone and reminded those who came less often to do more exercises. It can be said that she was very serious.
Bai Luochuan stayed here to accompany Old Master Bai during the holidays. On the second day of the New Year, he went to Shanghai with Mrs. Bai and would have to stay there for a while before coming back.
It was a rare time for Mi Yang to be alone and quiet, but he felt uncomfortable. It was too quiet around him, which made him feel a little awkward.
He saw some elementary school math Olympiad test papers on the desk and took them to do. This was the first-grade math teacher who asked Bai Luochuan to bring him several copies. The female teacher was very nice and never forgot about him. Although Mi Yang didn't really want to skip a grade, doing it could kill time.
Mi Zehai and Cheng Qingnian did not take him back to their hometown. They discussed it in a low voice several times, always avoiding Mi Yang.
Mi Yang occasionally heard a little bit, it was because of money.
“… Just mail more to your hometown. If it’s not urgent, they won’t send a telegram asking for money.” Yonezawa Hai’s voice sounded a little embarrassed, but he still said it.
Cheng Qing said: "I have prepared fifteen hundred, or I can get some more."
Mi Zehai whispered a number, and Cheng Qing was embarrassed, saying, "No, Yangyang has to pay tuition for the new semester, which is 600 yuan!"
Yonezawa remained silent.
Cheng Qing sighed and said, "I'll go borrow some more money. I'm going to send a telegram to my sisters... I won't go to the Bai family to borrow money. Don't worry, it won't add any burden to your work. Fortunately, I have many relatives." She was happy as she spoke.
Mi Zehai felt guilty and distressed, and said to her: "Wife, I will treat you well for the rest of my life."
Cheng Qing pinched him and said, "Of course, who else do you want to be nice to?"
Yonezawa Kai said: "Be good to Yangyang, I will take care of you and Yangyang for the rest of your lives and protect you from wind and rain."
…
Mi Yang listened. He had no impression of the remittance, but he remembered something about his "relatives in my hometown".
It was only when he was in junior high school that he learned that his father was adopted. His family was relatively poor and had many children, so they gave Mi Zehai to a distant relative and brought him to Shanhai Town. Although he grew up in Shanhai Town, Mi Zehai still missed his former relatives. When he left, he was five or six years old and could already remember things. Later, when he started working, he gradually got in touch with his hometown. Knowing that his relatives in his hometown were still living in poverty, he would help them from time to time.
Cheng Qing and he grew up together. Others might not understand, but she did. So even though the family didn't have much income, she was willing to help if she could.
In Cheng Qing's words, she was attracted by Mi Zehai's filial piety, and she chose him, so she will not regret it.
We have been supporting that area for more than ten years, and the children there have worked hard and become successful.
One year, Mi Zehai was in a car accident and injured his leg. It was inconvenient for Mi Yang to take care of him while he was at work, so these cousins from his hometown helped take care of him silently for three months. If they could carry him on their backs, they would never let their uncle go out to walk, for fear that it would affect his injury.
Mi Yang had a pretty good impression of them. None of his family members had any extravagant hobbies and were content with a simple life. Besides, this was his parents' money, so Mi Yang would support whoever they supported.
During the Spring Festival of 1996, although Hai and Cheng Qing, the two adults, were struggling to scrape together money to make ends meet, they did not show it in front of their child and were still smiling. During the Chinese New Year, neither of them bought new clothes for Mi Yang, but only bought one set for him, from head to toe, even his socks were a pair of brand new, snow-white clothes.
Mi Yang looked on without asking much questions. His parents were smiling, so he also curled his eyes. No matter how hard life was, it would be more comfortable if he lived with a smile.
After school started, the first thing Mi Yang's class did was to take a baseline test.
Teacher Wang was furious, angry that so many students in the class didn't go to the cram school. After she handed out the test papers, she walked around the class and watched the students write the test papers. But after walking around, her face became even uglier. The few students she originally wanted to catch performed exceptionally well this time, with better scores than in the final exam. They even basically answered a question that was beyond the syllabus she taught in the winter vacation cram school.
She looked unhappy. After the math class representative collected the test papers, she ordered everyone to take out the winter vacation homework and check it one by one.
In previous years, winter vacation homework was randomly checked, and some students would just write it casually in the hope of getting away with it. However, when the children in Class 1, Grade 3 came to Mi Yang for extra lessons, Mi Yang found a lot of questions for them in the winter vacation homework so that they could do more exercises. Therefore, everyone's winter vacation homework was written neatly and in accordance with the standards.
After randomly looking at a few people's answers, Teacher Wang walked over to Mi Yang and looked at his answers. Suddenly, his finger stopped on one of the pages and said, "These questions only have the answers, not the process. Do you know that this is suspected of plagiarism? And there is no process. Only the answers are scored. After winning the first place, you want to be lazy?"
Mi Yang said: "No, I can do all of these. I can write them out for you now, and this is an optional question..."
Teacher Wang said: "So you choose not to do it? You are really amazing!"
She flipped through a few pages and suddenly saw a stack of test papers under a homework at the back. She took them out and took a look. They were elementary school Olympiad math questions. She stroked her gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and said to Mi Yang dissatisfiedly, "You have time to do these things instead of doing your own homework. You are so ambitious... Tell me yourself, what's the point of doing so many Olympiad math questions?!"
As if she had caught a little pigtail, she immediately took the wooden ruler from the podium and said to Mi Yang, "Stretch out your hand!"
Mi Yang explained: "Teacher, these are given to me by my first-grade math teacher. Why is it wrong to do more exercises now?"
Teacher Wang didn't listen at all and reached out to pull Mi Yang's arm. Mi Yang pursed his lips and said nothing, but stared at her stubbornly and refused to stretch out his hand. He had a quarrel with this old lady today. It was too unfair to get beaten for doing more questions!
"Today I want to let you know what it means to study hard. It must be because you spent too much time playing during the winter vacation, and at the last minute you used your cleverness to write down a random answer..."
Xiao Pang suddenly shouted, "Report!" He was the first to stand up, staring at Teacher Wang and said, "Teacher, please hit me. Even if Mi Yang didn't have time to finish those questions, he did it to make up for me!"
Tang Xiao also stood up, looked up at her in silence.
The class monitor also stood up immediately. Her two pigtails trembled because she stood up so hard. She said bravely, "Teacher Wang, Mi Yang is a good student and he also helps the rest of our classmates to improve. He is really very good! You can't hit him!"
Soon after, Yu Tian, who had always remained silent, also stood up. Although the little girl was timid, she also tried her best to stand up straight and express her ideas.
One by one, the children stood up.
The whole class was very quiet, and the only sound was the slight creaking of tables and chairs as students stood up.
All 40 students in the class stood up.
Teacher Wang's scalp tingled when they looked at him. He let go of Mi Yang's arm and said angrily, "I can't control you anymore, right?!"
She raised the ruler, this time not towards Mi Yang's palm, but towards his cheek. Mi Yang dodged it by tilting his head, stretched out his hand to grab the ruler, and pulled it with all his strength. When he looked up at her, there was a little flame jumping in his eyes. He said word by word: "Teacher Wang, if you think what I did is wrong, you can call my parents. If I did something wrong, I will change, but hitting people is wrong. Slapping people in the face is even more insulting. I believe my mother will not allow this to happen."
Teacher Wang had never encountered such a tough guy before, especially when the whole class was protesting. She was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed at Mi Yang and said, "Okay, I'll call the parents now! You, come out too!"
Mi Yang stood up and went to the back row to get his down jacket. Teacher Wang said angrily, "No, leave the class immediately!"
Mi Yang glanced at her, turned around and walked out of the classroom.
Teacher Wang walked to the office with a dark face. She was an adult, so she walked much faster than a child like Mi Yang. She entered the office in advance and closed the door, as if she was going to punish Mi Yang by making him stand in the corridor. Thinking about it now, Teacher Wang still felt so angry that her chest hurt. She flipped through the address book to find Mi Yang's home phone number and dialed it. After calling his parents, she deliberately left Mi Yang outside to freeze for a while. After drinking a cup of hot tea to cool down, she opened the door of the office and wanted to call him in to give him a lecture.
The office door opened and there was no one outside.
Teacher Wang was stunned for a moment, then he realized that Mi Yang had left long ago, and he was furious again.
On the other side, Mi Yang had already run downstairs to find Bai Luochuan.
Young Master Bai and his classmates had a physical education class. Only one or two students stayed behind to make blackboard newspapers, and the rest went to the playground. Mi Yang found Bai Luochuan's down jacket and wrapped it around himself to warm up. He smiled and said to the little classmates in the class: "Hey, classmate, can you help me call Bai Luochuan back from your class? Just say it's urgent."
The classmate said, "Our class monitor? Okay, wait a moment."
Mi Yang was wrapped in a down jacket and huddled in Bai Luochuan's seat, with half of his face hidden inside, but he still sneezed. He rubbed the tip of his nose, not knowing whether he had been feeling a little uncomfortable before or had just been frozen in the corridor when he went out, but now he felt uncomfortable all over.
Especially the palm of his hand. Although he had just grabbed Teacher Wang's ruler, he was still a child and his palm was too tender. At this moment, his palm was red and burning. Mi Yang felt something in Bai Luochuan's pocket and took it out. It was a fist-sized orange with a cool skin. He held the orange in his palm and felt a little better.
His hands felt comfortable, but his body started to feel cold again. Mi Yang wrapped himself in a down jacket and lay on the table to take a rest. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep in a daze, without even putting down the orange in his hand.
After sleeping for a while, I felt someone touching my hand. When I opened my eyes, I saw Bai Luochuan.
Bai Luochuan took the orange away from his hand, looked at the red mark on his palm and his face turned black. He asked him, "What happened? Who hit you?"
Mi Yang curled his lips and said, "Teacher Wang said that I missed some steps in some of my winter vacation homework and took shortcuts. He even called my parents."
Bai Luochuan raised his eyebrows, pulled his arm and said, "Let's go find the principal!"
Mi Yang felt a little dizzy and said to him, "Wait a little while before going. My mother will be here soon. I'll tell her first so she won't worry."
Bai Luochuan was still angry: "She is corporal punishment!"
Mi Yang shrugged. This level of punishment could not be considered corporal punishment. In this era, schools in the north with higher teaching quality would more or less use physical force on students. Some parents also believed in the theory that "strict teachers produce excellent students". He just grabbed the ruler and the injury would disappear after a while. If he really went to see the principal, it would not solve anything.
Bai Luochuan said with an unpleasant expression: "We can't just let it go like this. Wait here, I'll be back soon."
Mi Yang called him and wanted to give him the down jacket, but Master Bai ran away without even looking back.
Mi Yang was watching from the window in the first grade class, and soon he saw Cheng Qing. He took off his down jacket and immediately went upstairs. He couldn't help shivering in the corridor. Cheng Qing saw it as soon as he went upstairs. He immediately hugged him in his arms with heartache, unbuttoned his coat and wrapped the child, saying: "Yangyang, why don't you wear a down jacket? You said you were not feeling well this morning. What if you catch a cold?"
Mi Yang hugged her and rubbed her, warming up a little, and said, "Mom, it's okay. I just wore Bai Luochuan's down jacket downstairs, so I'm not cold."
Cheng Qing asked, "Why did you go to the first floor? What happened?"
Mi Yang told her what happened as he walked. When he passed by the entrance of his class, he saw that the back door was ajar. Tang Xiao and the others passed his down jacket to him like passing the parcel. The class monitor was sitting on the podium to maintain order, with a serious look on his face, pretending not to see their actions.
Mi Yang took it, put it on himself, and said to Cheng Qing: "Mom, when we get to the office, you must believe what I say."
Cheng Qing held his little hand and nodded, "Of course."
When they arrived at the teacher's office, Teacher Wang was sitting there. When she saw them, she didn't stand up. She just raised her chin and said, "Do you know what your child did in school? It's the first time that he talked back to the teacher. Such a young child is hard to teach. Now he causes trouble for us every day and delays our teaching progress. I can't teach this child anymore. You should take him back."
Cheng Qing asked: "Excuse me, teacher, is our child's academic performance not up to par?"
Teacher Wang said impatiently, "You didn't understand what I just said, right? I've already told you that this has nothing to do with his grades. It's his own problem. He's so naughty."
Cheng Qing was protecting his child, and couldn't help but say, "It has nothing to do with grades? When we first applied for this school, the principal said it was the school with the best teaching results, otherwise we wouldn't have come! So we pay more than a thousand yuan in tuition fees every year, and in return we get a sentence of 'It has nothing to do with grades'?"
Teacher Wang didn't expect that the younger one was difficult to deal with, and the older one was also very sharp-tongued. She couldn't win over the mother and son at all, especially when Cheng Qing stood there protecting them. It reminded her of the first time she saw the scene of "spoiling children". She became more and more impatient with them: "Okay, I'll give him excellent grades, but he's too troublesome! After he came to our class, the study atmosphere has deteriorated. All of them are disobedient."
Cheng Qing asked clearly, "Has the average score of Class 1, Grade 3 dropped?"
Teacher Wong:"… "
Teacher Wang said: "He doesn't cooperate with class activities!"
Mi Yang blinked his eyes and said, "But the principal praised me and said that our class is very united. Teacher Wang, is our class not united? Then how could we win the 'Best Class Activity' award?"
Teacher Wang slammed the table in anger and said, "These honors are not a reason for you to skip calculation steps and not do your winter vacation homework properly!"
Seeing her like this, Cheng Qing was even angrier than she was. He immediately pulled Mi Yang to hide behind him and raised his voice a little, saying, "I told him not to write it. What's the matter? It's just a few optional questions. He chose to do them, which is worthy of praise!" Cheng Qing didn't wait for Teacher Wang to speak, and spoke first, "Besides, our child already knows these. You can see how good his grades are. Why make things difficult for a child? If this is the case, I can only let Yangyang skip another grade. We can't afford to stay in your class anymore!"
Mi Yang looked at Cheng Qing in surprise, but Cheng Qing squeezed his hand without showing any sign of weakness.
Mi Yang's mouth twitched. He had planned everything, but he didn't expect that his mother would actually brag on the spot. This shows how much she trusts him.
Teacher Wang looked at Cheng Qing, then at Mi Yang who was protecting her behind her. She felt so angry that she had no place to vent her anger. When she swallowed it, she felt like her heart and lungs were burning like fire, and she became more and more unrestrained in her words.
The class monitor took two homework books to the teacher's office during the break. She was also worried about Mi Yang and wanted to find out what was going on. However, as soon as she walked into the office and opened the door a crack, she heard the sarcastic voice of Teacher Wang.
"… Yes, he can't be taught! No matter who you ask, it won't work. Take him home and reflect on himself for two weeks. I think not only the child, but you as an adult also need to relearn what respect and politeness mean!"
"Ha? What am I afraid of? I've worked hard in this school for decades and taught so many students. Can't I deal with this one troublemaker? I'm telling you, not only will you reflect on your actions, I'll also record his demerit!"
"Also, I've been wanting to tell you for a long time. I've felt uncomfortable looking at Mi Yang's schoolbag since last semester. It's old and worn out, and it really affects the image of our class! After you reflect on yourself, you are not allowed to carry this bag!"
…
The young class monitor stood outside the door stunned. After a long while, when he saw Cheng Qing was about to take Mi Yang out, he hurried back to the classroom.
Her chest was burning, but it wasn't just because she ran fast and breathed in cold air. She felt a small flame of anger spreading and burning there. This small but firm anger forced her to do something. She glanced inside the class, closed the door, walked up to the podium, and put her homework book down heavily.
"Everyone be quiet and listen to me!" The class monitor had an angry blush on his face and clenched his fists and said, "Student Mi Yang used his time to help us during the winter vacation. He insisted on tutoring us even when he was sick. When I passed by the office just now, I heard that Teacher Wang wanted him to go home and reflect on himself for two weeks and record his demerits... I don't think it was his fault for what happened today. It was Teacher Wang who was unreasonable!"
Tang Xiao stood up and said with a sullen face: "We can't just let it go like this."
All the kids in the class looked at each other.
"What should we do then?"
"Squad leader, think of a solution!"
"Yes, Mi Yang did nothing wrong. I only wrote the answers to those questions without the steps. Old Lady Wang didn't say anything at all!"
The class monitor bit his lip and said, "I saw the principal's mailbox. Bai Luochuan stuffed a newspaper into it before, and the principal came to praise us."
Xiaopang understood immediately and said, "Then let's put the letter of opinion and suggestion in it this time?"
The other students immediately echoed, "Yes, let's do it, protest!"
"Mi Yang has helped us so much and has good grades, but Old Lady Wang always targets him!"
"Sue the principal!"
After school that afternoon, all the children in Class 1, Grade 3 stayed behind to write letters of opinion. The class monitor summarized them, selected the ten best ones and personally stuffed them into the principal's mailbox. The expressions on their little faces were particularly tragic.
On the other side, Cheng Qing rode a bicycle with Mi Yang home, and said angrily on the way: "Yangyang, don't listen to your teacher! If I had known she was such a person, I would not let you go to her class. You don't have to feel any pressure. Mom just scared her. We won't skip grades. If it doesn't work, Mom will quit her job and take you back to Shanhai Town. We will go to grandma's house to study in elementary school. You can study in whatever grade you want. Who cares about this crappy school!"
Mi Yang was holding Cheng Qing in his arms and laughing happily. He nodded and said, "Okay!"
Cheng Qing said again: "I will take you to buy a new schoolbag now..."
This time Mi Yang didn't agree, he hugged her and said, "No need, Mom, I just like this."
Cheng Qing said: "This is too old."
Mi Yang smiled and said, "But this is the prize that Dad won playing basketball. It's his first time winning, so I want to carry this."
Cheng Qing also smiled. Her eyes were a little moist, but they were quickly dried by the cold wind. She said gently, "Okay, if Yangyang likes it, we'll carry him on our back." She had never mentioned the family's financial problems to her children, but the family was definitely not well off. Her son had been sensible since he was young and never asked for anything. He was so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.
On the first day that Mi Yang was absent from school, something big happened in the school.
The children in Class 1, Grade 3, revolted.
During the self-study class, Teacher Wang came in with a gloomy face, drew the curtains and closed the door, and slammed a stack of letters on the table! She swept her eyes across the class and angrily said, "Tell me! Who is the leader of this? You are so capable that you dare to write such things into the principal's mailbox!"
All the students in the class sat upright, no one said a word, and they all looked at her silently.
Teacher Wang was so angry that she was shaking all over. She called the students out one by one and questioned them in the corridor, but no one spoke. Some of them kept silent or said "I don't know". After asking a few questions, Teacher Wang deliberately lied to the child she called out again and said to him, "Be honest and tell me everything. A classmate has already said his name. I know which of you did it!"
The classmate shook his head vigorously and looked at her in silence and anger.
Teacher Wang felt uncomfortable with his gaze, so he asked him to go back. He called out a few good students that he liked, including the class monitor. He hinted to them to be obedient as before, "Someone has already said it, so don't think about hiding it anymore..."
The squad leader was the first to blush and say, "Impossible!"
Teacher Wang pursed his lips and looked at her with stern eyes.
But the little girl in front of her clenched her hands, trembling as she said loudly: "The students in our class are the best and most united!"
Teacher Wang took them back to the classroom, looked at the group of children in the class, and laughed in anger: "Okay, you are the best, but the teacher is not good, right?"
Everyone was silent, looking at him in silence. None of the 40 children flinched while sitting there, their backs straight.
Teacher Wang was so angry that her head hurt. She went up to the podium and took the pointer. Before she could say anything, she heard the door being pushed open. She looked up and saw that it was the principal.
Teacher Wang forced a smile and said, "Principal, why are you here?"
The principal looked at her, frowned, and said, "I came here to talk to you about something."
Teacher Wang felt guilty. She had a good relationship with the people in the principal's office and had received the report letter in advance, but she was not sure if that was all. When she thought about what might have been missed, sweat began to break out on her forehead.
The principal was about to say something to her when he heard a beautiful young lady following him in and said, "Since this happened in class, I think we should talk about it in class."
The principal was very polite to her and said, "Okay, then I'll let Teacher Wang apologize to you here..."
Teacher Wang is already over 50 years old and is about to retire. She has always relied on her seniority to bully others in school. She has never bowed her head to students' parents before, especially such a young parent. She was not convinced and said, "Principal, what did I do wrong to apologize?!"
The beautiful woman opposite smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself. My last name is Luo, and my child is in your class. His name is Mi Yang. Do you have any impression of him?"
Teacher Wang looked her up and down with confusion. This parent was dressed in rich or noble clothes and it was obvious that her family was well-off. But wasn’t Mi Yang’s parent the one called Cheng Qing
Mrs. Bai looked at her, with a polite expression on her face, but her smile did not reach her eyes. She stayed in this border town for her husband. Her family had been doing business for generations and had quite a fortune. Her every move and gesture exuded a different aura. She just stood there without saying a word, but she was already suppressing Teacher Wang. The corners of her mouth raised a little, and she said with a mocking tone, "You may not know, but you punished our child yesterday and let him grow up in the corridor. Tsk tsk, he is only 7 years old! So young, and you didn't let him wear a down jacket. After returning home, he caught a cold and had a high fever. Fortunately, we found a military doctor to treat him. Guess how serious it is? Pneumonia."
Teacher Wang said with a pale face, "Impossible! I just stood there for a short while, how could I get pneumonia!"
Mrs. Bai raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, you are admitting that you made the child stand in the cold wind as punishment, right?"
Teacher Wang avoided the conversation and refused to respond.
Mrs. Bai took out a hospital slip from her small bag, which showed the diagnosis of pneumonia. She frowned, sighed, and said nothing, which frightened the principal next to her into a cold sweat.
He can't afford to offend the Bai family's children!
Mrs. Bai turned to the principal and said, "Look, what did I say? I originally thought that the child might have said too much. After all, he is a teacher who teaches and educates people. Alas, now it seems that our child is not wrong. This is what he said. How much else did he not say? Don't say that our Mi Yang is a 'little prodigy' who skipped a grade. He has been treated like this. How much more suffering must ordinary children have."
After the retort, the principal smiled and nodded, with sweat on his forehead.
The class monitor sitting in the first row kept her eyes on the principal. She moved her mouth slightly and raised her hand a little with trembling hands, wanting to shout "report".
Teacher Wang was quick and saw it first, and scolded, "Wang Yiyi!"
The second wave of people coming in from outside were startled by Teacher Wang's loud voice. They were dressed in suits and ties, carrying briefcases and badges on their chests. This time the principal was so nervous that he stuttered: "Wang, Deputy Director Wang, why are you here?" He had attended several meetings at the Municipal Education Bureau and knew these leaders.
Deputy Director Wang waved his hand and said, "I have something to do. I came to take a look." His eyes fell on the squad leader who raised his hand and asked, "What's going on?"
Teacher Wang interrupted, "We are having a class meeting. These students are a little hard to manage..."
The class monitor raised his hand in protest: "No! We are just fighting for our legitimate rights!"
The principal cried out in his heart, what's going on? Why did everyone come to Class 1, Grade 3 today? He glared at Teacher Wang standing over there, but although Teacher Wang's face was pale, she was also at a loss. She didn't have the ability to offend the Education Bureau, did she
Deputy Director Wang came with the staff, stood at the podium and looked down, seeing the "report letters" on it, Teacher Wang came to her senses this time, and quickly reached out to take them, feeling guilty. Deputy Director Wang did not stop her, but smiled and took out a white envelope from the folder, put it on the table, and said: "What a coincidence, I also received such a report letter, all 39 children in the class reported Class 1 - Teacher Wang by real name."
"Corporal punishment of students."
“It’s unfair.”
"Privately accepting gifts from students' parents."
"They took advantage of the winter break to open cram schools privately and charged high fees."
…
After each item was said, not only Teacher Wang, but also the principal of the elementary school beside her turned pale. Teacher Wang opened her mouth, but could not say a word. She swallowed hard, but did not know how to refute. In front of her sat a whole class of little witnesses. They sat so straight, with clear eyes, as if they would stand up and expose her immediately if she said a lie.
Mrs. Bai was watching a good show. Seeing that the people from the Education Bureau had already interviewed Teacher Wang, she nodded and said, "Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first. After all, the child is still sick and needs care. Oh, by the way, Principal, can my Mi Yang come back to class now? He was told to go back and reflect on himself, and he will be punished!"
The principal nodded repeatedly and said, "Of course, of course, you are welcome to come back anytime. The school will not wrongly accuse any student, and will not record any offense. Don't worry!"
Mrs. Bai then left with satisfaction.
Teacher Wang and the principal were also taken to the office by the Education Bureau for interviews.
The children in Class 1, Grade 3, started talking about it. Some of them loosened their hands, their palms were sweaty. They were also nervous and scared just now.
Yu Tian was already shaking with fear. She carefully touched the monitor's shoulder, and when she turned around, she asked, "Monitor, weren't you scared just now? This was my first time meeting a leader."
The young monitor was silent for a moment, then he moved closer and whispered to her, "Don't be afraid, that's my dad."
Yu Tian: “…???”
Yu Tian: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Couldn't you just tell your dad?"
"I can't betray everyone! We are one, and the whole group must stick together!" The class monitor was a little angry, her face still red. She clenched her fist and said righteously: "Humph, I knew that Teacher Wang must have turned bad. I couldn't get into the principal's mailbox, so I submitted another anonymous application."
Yu Tian thought for a moment and said, "Did you apply to the Education Bureau?"
The squad leader shook his head and said, "I stuffed it in my dad's bedroom."
Yu Tian: “…” Then what’s the point of being anonymous
What the class monitor didn't say was that she not only stuffed the envelope into her father's bedroom, but also placed it on top of the pillow. There was a large, snow-white envelope with two big, bright red words written on it: Complain!
Deputy Director Wang was shocked when he saw it.
The author has something to say: Because of the combination of three updates into one, I’m sorry for the late update that took you all a day to finish. Here are 10,000 words for you!
I really want to send out lunch boxes at once!