In the autumn classroom, the weather has started to get a little cold, especially when Zhang Dongmei is standing here, the temperature is much lower than outside.
"Our study is so intense now, but there are still students who don't pay attention to study!" Zhang Dongmei stood in front of the podium, looking down at the dozens of students below, no one in the class dared to make a sound .
The students were frightened and shivering. Everyone bowed their heads involuntarily, trying to hide themselves. They didn't know who this unfortunate person Zhang Dongmei called today.
"Today, let's open your eyes. Someone in our class actually wrote this kind of thing." Zhang Dongmei said, shaking off a piece of pink paper.
Meng Tiantian's expression changed, and she lowered her head. She recognized that thing. It was a love letter she mustered up to write to Dong Yichen, a sports student in her class.
"Dong Yichen: Do you remember, in our first physical education class, a group of boys played a ball, and the ball rolled to the side of our girls. You asked for the ball in the past, and then I gave it back to you. You were a little flustered at that time, and when you took the ball, you touched my hand, and your hand was hot and warm."
"That was the first time I paid attention to you. I finally realized what love at first sight is. From that day on, I fell in love with you deeply. I couldn't see you every day. No, once I see you, my mood will also jump. Every day outside of class, I can't help but look in the direction of the runway when I pass by the playground. like you… "
Finished reading a short love letter. Zhang Dongmei threw the piece of paper on the podium and sneered: "What? If a man touches his hand, he has to show his respect? Do you still know what is shame? What is self-respect?"
Then she turned her head to look at the student: "Right, Meng Tiantian. I have already made three orders and five applications, and it is not allowed to fall in love early. You are even thicker than the corners of the city wall, and dare to take my words as a deaf ear. Don't think you have taken care of it. Short hair can be mixed with boys, you are a natural bitch, as long as you don't seduce men for a day, you will feel uncomfortable."
Zhang Dongmei said this and sneered: "Unfortunately, Dong Yichen has seen through your essence long ago, and handed this letter to me. Do you think this letter is written ridiculously?"
Having said that, Dong Yichen was silent, and some students looked back at Meng Tiantian with some sympathy.
The class was quiet for a while, Zhang Dongmei snorted again, and asked the students, "Isn't it funny?"
"Hahaha..." All the children showed fearful expressions and were forced to open their mouths and squeeze out dry smiles.
In the classroom, the woman dressed in black walked slowly with a taut white face, like a giant black tower. She looked at each student indifferently and gritted her teeth: "In this world, there is no love at first sight, and even such a thing does not exist, the person you are thinking of, doesn't love you at all! If you believe him, he will Makes you a joke! You all keep me in mind!"
"You are too young, all you need to do now is study, and other distractions must be put aside. Next time, if I see anyone who dares to write such shameless things, I will post it. Go to the school's bulletin board and open the eyes of all the students in the school!"
Meng Tiantian lowered her head, feeling her face was hot, as if she had been slapped more than a dozen times in a row and it didn't hurt so much.
Being read a love letter in the class is no less than a public execution. Today, Zhang Dongmei seemed to be in a good mood and didn't beat her again, but she felt more uncomfortable than being beaten.
She was distressed by her feelings of premature death, and felt that she had been stabbed in the chest, which was a feeling of betrayal. She scratched the book with her fingernails.
Dong Yichen can either dislike her or reject her, but why did he give that love letter to that woman
"Meng Tiantian, you will call your mother to me tomorrow and let her read the nasty things you wrote. Dong Yichen, you did a good job, you don't have to stand up today, everyone else, stand up! Remember, all It was Meng Tiantian who implicated you standing in class today... give me a long memory." Zhang Dongmei's voice kept coming, "Now, open page 35 of the math textbook!"
"Meng Tiantian!" The door of the private room was suddenly opened from the outside, making a screeching sound.
Meng Tiantian woke up from her memory. She stood up and stood outside the door was a policeman who came to call her: "It's your turn."
The third person called over was Meng Tiantian.
After she entered the door, she sat opposite the three people, and then slowly took off the mask she was wearing. When we got here, there was no need to take it with us anymore.
Her stature is tall, but it is uneven, her arms and waist look a little thinner than ordinary girls, and this thinness is completely different from Tan Shan's thinness. Her face shape is also very good-looking, it is really a big slap, and the previous mask can be moved up to cover the whole face. There is a saying that God treats you to eat. This girl is very suitable for photogenic, but she still lacks some features in her appearance, and the bridge of her nose is exaggeratedly high, which is a bit like the running water of Internet celebrities.
Meng Tiantian was calm after coming in, and asked directly, "Am I the third? Or the fourth? Then, do you already know something?"
Song Wendao: "We found Qian Jiang's mobile phone, everyone saves time, and there is no need to say anything about the harmony between teachers and students. Specifically, Qian Jiang also said something about when you were in school. Teacher Zhang, I have been talking to you all the time. The students are not very good, are they?"
Meng Tiantian stopped telling those unhealthy lies, and said, "It's not so good... Every time Teacher Zhang looks at me, it's like a knife is buried in his eyes."
She still remembers clearly now that on the first day of school, Zhang Dongmei said to them, "You are no longer primary school students, now you are junior high school students, do you know what junior high school means? If you don't work hard and study hard, you will be punished by this. If the society is eliminated, this is your Colosseum, and only outstanding people can go to the key high schools next to you!"
At that time, Meng Tiantian was still a little disapproving, thinking that the teacher was too exaggerated. She just smiled with the girl next to her, and she has stood in front of the blackboard in the classroom for a whole week since then.
Song Wen's question in front of her brought her back to reality again: "Qian Jiang said, you were friends with a girl in the class who didn't study very well. She was excluded by Teacher Zhang with the whole class?"
Meng Tiantian lowered her head and thought for a while, "There is such a thing, but now, I have forgotten what the girl's name was. I was probably sympathetic at that time."
Song Wen continued to ask, "Mr. Zhang beat you because of this?"
Meng Tiantian said: "It's all ten years ago. Who in our class hasn't been beaten by her? At that time, it should have been resentful, but now, that kind of hatred has long since vanished. Being educated so realistically I used one lesson quite a bit, and since then I have learned that I shouldn't be friends with people of different classes."
After answering this sentence, Meng Tiantian was silent for a moment, why didn't she remember? That girl was called Wang Lu, who used to be her deskmate. It was a girl with big eyes and very quiet. She can do good-looking cross stitches and various handicrafts. Wang Lu's mother makes a living by making beads by hand, and she often helps her mother wear bracelets.
Once Wang Lu gave her a red pomegranate bracelet, she liked it at that time, and immediately put it on her slender wrist, she was reluctant to take it off when she took a shower.
When Meng Tiantian was in junior high school, she often fought with the boys in her class over Wang Lu's affairs, until Zhang Dongmei punished her once with an excuse.
Wang Lu also seemed to realize what the problem was, and she started not talking to Meng Tiantian. Later, Meng Tiantian broke the string of the red pomegranate bracelet in front of Wang Lu, and the small purple beads were scattered all over the floor.
At that time, Wang Lu cried for two classes.
From then on, she began to bully Wang Lu together like other classmates. Not long after, Wang Lu stopped coming to school.
She seems to have never had such a good friend again...
No boyfriend, no girlfriend.
Her friendship and her love were strangled in the cradle by Zhang Dongmei.
She used to be a happy heartless girl, and it was Zhang Dongmei who told her that if she wanted to get ahead, she had to be a loner.
She is now carrying a LV bag, stepping on a pair of GUCCI shoes, wearing PRADA's new coat, and going in and out of some glamorous occasions every day, but she is not happy, she is not happy...
Whenever she thinks of these things, Meng Tiantian feels as if she is touching the small wounds in her heart. Although it has healed, it still hurts a little when it is accidentally mentioned.
Hearing Meng Tiantian's words, Lu Siyu frowned and raised his head to look at the woman in front of him. He didn't think Meng Tiantian was as free and easy as her confession. When Tiantian was in junior high school, she must have suffered a lot. Those wounds that can be seen are superficial, and sometimes the invisible ones have a greater impact.
Qian Jiang chose to say those things, while Meng Tiantian chose to keep it in his heart.
It seems that a good actor is able to apply his acting skills to life. Today, Meng Tiantian is not ready to expose those wounds in front of their eyes.
However, Lu Siyu could feel that although Meng Tiantian's tone was a bit regretful and sad, it was obviously not as filled with righteous indignation as Qian Jiang.
Taking this into consideration, Meng Tiantian may have no motive for murder.
Song Wen continued to interrogate: "Then why did you beat Teacher Zhang today, and why did you come to this party?"
Meng Tiantian looked at the police officer in front of her with a hint of doubt in her eyes: "So, they didn't tell you everything?"
"What's the matter?" Song Wen's brows twitched, and it seemed that there was something hidden behind him. The meaning of these words is that both Tan Shan and Qian Jiang have something to hide. Song Wen frowned and asked, "What else do you know?"
The conversation now comes to the fore.
Meng Tiantian hesitated for a moment, as if a fierce struggle was going on inside, and before she could tell the story, there was a sudden noise outside...