Hearing him say these words, the box was quiet for a while, only the hum of the air conditioner could be heard.
Song Wen raised his head and looked at Qian Jiang: "So, you have already admitted what you did in the video?"
Qian Jiang spread his hands: "Since you have seen it, I have nothing to hide."
Song Wen continued to ask: "And Teacher Zhang, you also killed him?"
Qian Jiang shook his head: "I know someone hates her and wants to kill her, but that person is not me, and I didn't participate in this matter." Then he turned his head and asked, "What will happen when you watch the video? Think? Think our group of students are lunatics? We are morally corrupt one by one?"
The three people in front of them were silent, but Qian Jiang read the answer in their eyes, and he continued: "Everything has a cause and effect. How we treat her today, we have to ask how this woman treated us before. ."
Song Wendao: "Since you think that what we see are all signs, let's talk about it. What happened ten years ago."
This time, Cheng Mo didn't interrupt.
Lu Siyu quickly recorded that there was only Qian Jiang's voice in the room for a while.
Qian Jiang's eyes looked into the distance and fell into memories: "We graduated from various elementary schools and entered junior high schools together. You should have heard of the junior high school of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School. Eight percent of the students in that school are Shidu was able to go to key provincial high schools, especially the high school directly under his authority. His college entrance examination scores were always No. 1 in Nancheng. Countless parents squeezed their heads and tried to put their children in, as if it was a ticket to a key university. I was two points short of it at that time, so my father paid some money to the school, and at that time, for this type of students, it was called school choice students."
"In short, we feel that we are already the favored children of the sky. When we came to the school, we met this teacher Zhang Dongmei. She became our head teacher and a math teacher." Having said this, Qian Jiang sighed, "At that time, we , did not expect. Will meet such a teacher... "
Qian Jiang recalled what it was like to see Zhang Dongmei for the first time. At that time, Zhang Dongmei was not as fat as she is now, nor as old as she is now. She was just about 30 years old and looked stern.
In his memory, Zhang Dongmei was tall and strong. She stood in the class and moved past like a walking tower. She paid attention to her appearance and always stood upright. Her voice was loud and sharp. 's tail. This female teacher doesn't seem to be able to laugh, and she has a sullen face every day, but one day, when they saw Zhang Dongmei talking to the principal, he realized that it was not that she couldn't laugh, but that she was disdainful at them. Students laugh.
Seeing Zhang Dongmei again today, Qian Jiang found out that the woman didn't seem to be as tall and cruel as he remembered, and she would cry and beg.
Maybe it was because they were too young and the memory was skewed, or maybe it was because they got bigger. The reference back then was completely different.
Qian Jiang continued: "You have no idea what kind of life we lived in the three years of junior high school. At that time, we joked with each other, saying that what we went to was not a school, but a concentration camp."
"On the surface, Teacher Zhang is a very good teacher. The grades she brings out are among the best in the class. She has won various awards, but in fact, this woman is a pervert. Our entire class is under her. Under the rule. Each of us, like a puppet in her hand, can destroy and abuse at will. This kind of behavior is not temporary, but long-term."
"Where should I start?" Having said that, Qian Jiang paused for a while, and then sorted out his thoughts.
"Let's talk about our daily life first. When we arrive at school every morning, if the last student arrives, he will not be able to enter the class and can only stand in the corridor to listen to the class, so our class arrives at school early every day. We have heavy homework every day, most of which is math homework, and it is basically impossible to go to bed before twelve o’clock in the evening.”
Qian Jiang still remembers the feeling of getting up at six o'clock in the morning to go to school in the winter. He is fine. He has a car at home and a driver takes him there, but the other students either walk or bike. When we arrived at the school, it was still dark, and it was just beginning to be bright. It was cold in the classroom, and the students were shivering. At that time, the school did not have air conditioning in winter.
"As soon as she takes her class, she asks everyone to stand up as soon as she enters the door. Whoever answers the question correctly can sit down. But how many questions can there be in math class? Most of the people are standing all the time. On the ground for the whole period, she likes to drag the class after class, and never let us go to the toilet. When it comes to self-study class, she will stick her head out of the back window of the classroom and look down at the whole classroom with those eyes. I am now, I still remember her eyes."
In Qian Jiang's memory, it was a kind of cold gaze, like an icy cold-blooded animal, a lizard or a snake, as if those eyes had sharp words, which suffocated people and could stab people. Every time he turned his head and inadvertently met his gaze, it took a long time to calm down.
Song Wen had been listening quietly before, but when he got here, he couldn't help but raised his head and said, "These are just Mr. Zhang being stricter. Moreover, most teachers do this, not just your class. Exception. She asks you to come early, which means that she herself has to get up early, she assigns homework for you, and she has to mark it herself, in the final analysis, it is to improve the grades in the class. "
He has also attended junior high school and high school. The teachers of each class have some behaviors of one kind or another. In the face of disobedient children, these constraints are sometimes more useful than soft persuasion.
There is a saying that a strict teacher produces a great apprentice, a sea of questions, endless exams, and endless homework. Although these methods should not be advocated, they are useful.
"No, it's not the same." Qian Jiang shook his head and continued, "She not only has these superficial phenomena, but also corporally punishes students. Girls are pulled by her hair and slapped in the face. She also kicks people with high heels. The root pointer was cut off by her, so I took another one. Once, the boy next to me was slapped by her because of a wrong question, from one side of the stool to the other, sometimes just after lunch, Just let us line up for a two-kilometer run."
After meeting Zhang Dongmei, Qian Jiang knew for the first time what it felt like to be slapped on the face. With a slap, his head was slapped to the side, and his face was burning with pain. Left red finger prints, and then swollen. What was even more uncomfortable was a psychological feeling that made people feel ashamed, and this was just Zhang Dongmei's most basic punishment at that time.
They have seen Zhang Dongmei's hand, the palm is very fleshy and flat, and a few fingerprints seem to be broken. Some classmates said that this is a broken palm, such a person is lonely all his life, and this kind of hand hurts the most.
Qian Jiang still remembers that once Zhang Dongmei beat a very honest girl in class, she beat her hard, the girl raised her head and looked at her with hatred: "My mother said, if you hit me again, Report you to the Education Bureau."
Zhang Dongmei kicked her hard: "Then go and sue."
She had no fear, because she knew that the girl's parents were divorced, and both of them were mediocre laborers who had no relationship or way at all.
Sure enough, things came to an end.
Hearing this, Song Wen was silent. However, he also encountered teachers who punished corporally. Especially ten years ago, the supervision was not as strict as it is now, and it was an era when surveillance was not widespread enough. Students Many do not have cell phones.
Qian Jiang continued to laugh, but his smile became more and more sour: "If it's just this, it's just a trivial idea, and it will come over after a long time. The most torment is psychological warfare. As long as she stands in the classroom, she is the classroom. Queen, she can make and change the rules at will. All of us, we have to follow her will. Sometimes, it's like a dog wagging its tail begging at her."
"She can scold people, she can speak insults, those ugly words, you can't imagine that it was said by a highly educated and exemplary teacher."
"She will sow discord in our class and plant spies. She encourages her classmates to tell the truth. Whoever snitches will get preferential treatment from her."
"She not only beat people herself, but also taught us to beat people. She told us how to beat people to make it more painful and leave no marks. When slapping people, keep their fingers close together, so that the other party will have tinnitus and headaches. When pinching people, When you squeeze the meat, you have to pull it out and then start to twist it, it will hurt more."
"Thick books like history books and political books have to be rolled up and hit the back of the head. Even a weak girl like Tan Shan can beat a boy to tears. Besides, you think that a good baby like Tan Shan, A good student can be spared death? She has a system of continuous sitting. If anyone fails to complete their homework, the team leader in charge will also be punished together, and the monitor will also be punished together, so Tan Shan is punished the most, and the math textbook is over and over again. Copy, can't go to bed early every day."
"Also, if she is looking at someone in the class, she will let the whole class isolate him and beat him. At that time, there was a classmate in the class, whose IQ should have some problems, and she was at the bottom of every exam, so she asked us to Hit her, bully her, throw her books downstairs, fill her desk pocket with water. Spit on the food she brought, that's what the classmates did under her instructions, if you don't go Bullying that girl, you are the object of her bullying."
"Meng Tiantian had a good relationship with that girl, she refused to bully her, and she was kicked from the back of the podium to the front in front of the whole class, she said, 'I want you to understand, what is killing Show the chicken to the monkey.' She didn't give up until she forced Meng Tiantian to follow her friend and beat her. Just like that, we forced that girl out of school together."
Qian Jiang continued with a smile: "Before graduating, the number of students in our class was 5 less than that of other classes, so the class is naturally good. At that time, we were like hostages kidnapped by robbers, and we forgot to even struggle. , luckily... we'll graduate."
Qian Jiang spoke quickly about the past, and Lu Siyu was still remembering it at first, but after that, he couldn't remember it, and it seemed that he could only rely on the later recording to sort it out. He pulled his sour fingers and raised his head. From his eyes and words, he could feel Qian Jiang's strong hatred for this teacher. He felt that Qian Jiang was telling the truth, not a lie.
Zhang Dongmei is undoubtedly a person who pursues results. She has a strong desire to win and is afraid of accomplishing nothing. When she was a teacher, she had no love for the students, and her various behaviors were harsh on the students. She will also add her own life and many misfortunes of life to the students. She made the students obedient by making them fearful of her.
At that time, Zhang Dongmei was eager for promotion and salary increase. She was not satisfied with the teacher's meager salary. Her husband and wife were not in harmony, and she was facing pressure from the family. Life made her devastated. Only in front of those students, she was the absolute king.
She may not have thought that those behaviors will cause psychological trauma to the children's lives, and may destroy the children's lives.
Zhang Dongmei did not kill or set fire, but as a teacher, she has been engaged in education for more than 20 years, and she has at least several hundred students. How many people she has taught is like killing all those immature children.
Lu Siyu couldn't tell for a while, how much such guilt should be.
But he felt that these were not enough reasons for the students to kill the teacher.