The two classes were spent in a state of extreme confusion. Wen Liang felt uneasy because of the gazes from every corner of the classroom. When the bell rang, he immediately ran out to report to Ye Yuting. Wen Liang knocked on the door and walked in. Six or seven teachers were standing or working in a busy scene. Ye Yuting looked up and saw Wen Liang. She waved and called him over. She smiled and said, "Wen Liang, if I remember correctly, I asked you to be a statistical investigator at the beginning of the school year and asked you to report three times a week. It's been almost two months. How many times have you come to me?"
Wen Liang then remembered that although he was not one of the six standing committee members of Class 3, he was still a civil servant after all. He lowered his head and said in a sad tone: "I have been obsessed with studying recently and have neglected my work for personal gain. I solemnly apologize to Teacher Ye and admit my mistake..."
Sitting opposite Ye Yuting was Huang Mei, the English teacher of Class 7. She was a young girl who had just graduated this year. She was not very pretty and had some freckles on her face, but she was cheerful and lively in teaching. Ning Xiaoning said that she was very popular among the students of Class 7. After hearing Wen Liang's words, she couldn't help laughing while preparing for class: "Hey, Teacher Ye, who is this in your class? He speaks in a very unique way, it's amazing!"
Although Ye Yuting maintained the dignity of a class teacher, she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. After hearing her joke, she looked a bit disappointed: "He is an unstable member of the class. He is so clever but he doesn't use it in studying."
Wen Liang immediately complained, "Teacher Ye, I am the most stable student in Class 3. I don't talk in class and I don't fight after class..." Then, under Ye Yuting's teasing gaze, his voice became smaller and smaller, "Of course, I was late once or twice recently, left early two or three times, and didn't hand in homework three or four times..."
Huang Mei laughed out loud. It was strange that many students who were called to the office to be criticized would either be scared to death and admit their mistakes properly, or be stubborn and rebellious and refuse to speak. It was rare to see someone as calm and composed as Wen Liang, chatting and laughing. She put down her pen and walked to Wen Liang, rubbed his head without hesitation, and said, "Little boy, what mistake did you make? Tell me, if Teacher Huang helps to plead for mercy, maybe Teacher Ye will punish you less severely?"
Little devil? You rubbed my head while standing on tiptoe, okay? Wen Liang rolled his eyes, pointed at the "Teacher's Behavior Guidelines" hanging on the wall, and said, "Teacher Huang, please pay attention to your appearance. You just violated three of them. Be careful that your salary will be deducted."
Huang Mei was furious, Ye Yuting laughed dumbly and glared at Wen Liang: "You are the only one who is making trouble, why don't you apologize to Teacher Huang?"
Wen Liang, the bitch, immediately put on a smile and nodded, "Teacher Huang, don't be angry. I was just joking."
Huang Mei was frightened by Wen Liang's ever-changing behavior. She said to Ye Yuting in a daze, "Teacher Ye, I've heard that being a class teacher is not easy for you. Today I know that it's really not easy! Well, I can't afford to offend you, but I can avoid you. I'm going to go to my own class."
With just these few words, Wen Liang had a great liking for this teacher Huang Mei. In 1995, the authority of teachers was above all else, and the people of Qingzhou were tough. Any school with heavy corporal punishment would be a "Huang Yi" headline in the 21st century. What was particularly speechless was that this gave birth to the three major landscapes of Qingzhou high schools: the marching parade of Qing No. 1 High School, the collective push-ups of No. 19 High School, and the standing on the stairs of No. 22 High School, in no particular order.
Therefore, female teachers like Huang Mei, who have not been suppressed and perverted by the extremely heavy teaching workload, are a blessing to the students. Just as he was about to say a few compliments, a "bang" sound suddenly came from not far to the left. A female teacher in her forties, who was quite charming, slammed the teaching plan in her hand heavily on the table, and said in a strange voice without even looking at Wen Liang: "I really don't know how to be a teacher. How can you be so frivolous with students? Young people nowadays are just poor in business and low in level!"
Wen Liang was shocked by such obvious sarcasm. The advantage of school over other units was that conflicts of interest between ordinary colleagues were smaller, so the so-called office politics were also much weaker. Unless there was some irreconcilable hatred, few people would embarrass others in person.
Huang Mei stuck out her tongue, not daring to answer, and picked up her lesson plan to sneak away. But the female teacher called her over, took her lesson plan and asked, "How did you prepare for the lesson? It's been seven weeks since the start of the school year and you're only at this one? Teacher Huang, someone has already reported to me that you're lax in teaching, your attitude is not right, you don't follow the arrangements of the teaching and research group in class, and you even play some small games with the students..."
Huang Mei quietly retorted: "That's an expansion training, it can improve their English sense..."
“Bang!”
The female teacher threw Huang Mei's lesson plan to the ground, pointed at her nose and cursed: "Huang Mei, even though you were assigned to No. 1 Middle School for a three-month trial period, if you can't catch up in teaching, the school can still send you back. Don't you think about what this place is? Is it so easy to get into Qingyi Middle School? Be careful or I will write a poor grade on your evaluation. Don't come to me and cry when the time comes!"
Huang Mei bit her lips tightly and stopped talking, tears welling up in her eyes. Many of her classmates who graduated at the same time went to some rubbish schools, and some were sent to lower counties and districts. Her family spent a lot of money to get her into No. 1 Middle School, and she couldn't let her parents down. Seeing this, a male teacher nearby hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Teacher Huang, you should quickly admit your mistake to Team Leader Feng. The leader's criticism is for your own good, don't be emotional."
Huang Mei choked up and said, "Team Leader Feng, I am young and ignorant. In the future, I will definitely learn more from Team Leader Feng and do a good job in teaching."
Ye Yuting stood up suddenly. She never wanted to meddle in other people's business in No. 1 Middle School, and she could endure many things as long as she could. But Huang Mei was obviously humiliated by Feng Yan because of her. She wanted to let her nag for a few words, and there was no need to cause trouble for Huang Mei for no reason. However, Feng Yan took advantage of the situation and bullied a little girl like this. It was really unreasonable.
Ye Yuting walked over and pulled Huang Mei behind her, frowning and saying, "Teacher Feng, Huang Mei is still a child. Why are you so angry at me? Why are you showing off to her?"
"Hey, isn't this Teacher Ye?" Feng Yan twisted her waist exaggeratedly, her fair face full of sarcasm, "How dare I lose my temper with you? Everyone in No. 1 Middle School knows that you, Teacher Ye, are beautiful and have connections. How can a small teaching and research group leader like me offend you?"
This was extremely vicious. What was that? She was beautiful and had connections. Wasn't this mocking Ye Yuting for using her body to curry favor with her superiors? In any era, in any unit, saying such words to a beautiful woman was a weapon to kill her.
Apparently this rumor has been circulating in the school for a long time. The other two male teachers looked at each other with ambiguous expressions. However, the male teacher who had just helped Huang Mei to smooth things over sighed, and his eyes showed regret as he looked at Ye Yuting.
Ye Yuting's pretty face flushed with anger. She was about to speak, but Wen Liang moved his body to block her. Wen Liang walked up, bent down, picked up the lesson plan, and swept the dust off it. He said, "This lady has such a powerful authority. Are you the principal of No. 1 Middle School, or the party secretary? You can kick out outstanding university graduates who have been arranged and assigned by the Municipal Education Bureau and the Personnel Department? However, I don't think you look like a leader. What's going on? Do you have to ask the principal about the decision?" This was a way of fighting poison with poison, implying that she was not a good person.
"You, you... Ye Yuting, how do you lead students? You are so presumptuous. You dare to talk to the teacher like this!"
Wen Liang sneered, "Auntie, oh no, teacher, if you hadn't said it yourself, I really wouldn't have realized you were a teacher! Tsk tsk, I'm really surprised. You are rude, vulgar, and have low character. Most importantly, you are so ugly. Open your dog eyes and look at the wall. There are thirteen rules in total. You have violated all of them. How dare you call yourself a teacher?"
Feng Yan had always been proud of her beauty, and had never been scolded like this in person. She was so angry that her whole body was shaking, and her still pretty face was covered with bruises. She waved her hand and slapped Wen Liang in the face.
Wen Liang smiled coldly, grabbed her wrist and twisted it hard, then raised his foot to kick her in the stomach. Ye Yuting exclaimed, "Don't hit me!"
Wen Liang barely managed to retract his foot, but he pushed hard with his hand, causing Feng Yan to scream and take a few steps back, hitting the edge of the table hard. In this era, people would press glass on the table to keep it clean and tidy. Feng Yan was hit on the waist by the protruding glass, and she immediately let out a scream, squatting on the ground with her hands on her waist and crying like a spoiled child: "It hurts so much, I'm going to fire you, just wait, I'm going to fire you..."
Seeing that the situation was not good, a male teacher immediately ran to the Academic Affairs Office to find Hua Xique, while the other two stepped forward to hold Wen Liang, fearing that he would attack again. Wen Liang raised his hand and smiled, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, you all saw it, Teacher Feng wanted to hit me, I just blocked it in self-defense. As for why she hit the table? This... You are all teachers, so you naturally know that the action of force is mutual. The harder she hit me, the more force will bounce back, right?"
It's you who is stupid. The two male teachers were so angry that they almost held Wen Liang down and beat him up. There are students who fight in No. 1 Middle School, but there are very few who beat up teachers.
Hua Xi Que's voice rang out at the door, still so loud and soul-stirring: "Which bastard dares to hit the teacher? You are rebelling! Who?"
Wen Liang turned around and looked at the aggressive Hua Xique with a half-smile on his face, "Director Hua, I'd like to trouble you to judge..."
Hua Xique's angry expression froze on his face. He was not afraid of Wen Liang, but Zuo Yuxi, who was behind Wen Liang, was too powerful in the education system, so he had no choice but to be afraid. Although he had a headache, he could not lose face in front of so many teachers, so he said seriously: "What's going on? Wen Liang, you speak first!"
Seeing Hua Xique coming, Feng Yan thought she had someone to back her up, so she stopped pretending to be hurt. She put her hands on her waist, pointed at Wen Liang's nose and cursed, "Little thing, just wait to be expelled. I'll make you cry and crawl out of Qingyi Middle School!"
"Quality, pay attention to your quality!" Wen Liang said with a smile: "Director Hua, you have seen it all, so I don't need to tell you who is right or wrong, right?"
Ye Yuting came closer and whispered what happened. Hua Xique nodded continuously and then walked in front of Feng Yan. Feng Yan was frightened by his gaze and took two steps back. She said softly, "Director Hua, you..."
“Bang!”
Everyone in the house was startled. Hua Xique had a cold face and slapped his hands on the glass, cursing in his heart: Damn it, you used too much force!
"Teacher Feng, look at yourself now. How can you still be a teacher? Why can't you solve a problem properly? Why do you have to use force and scold people? Is this the quality you have to be a teaching and research group leader? Is this your ability to solve problems? I think you have lost your mind because of being an official. You don't even know that you are still a teacher, right?"
The entire No. 1 Middle School knew that Feng Yan had hooked up with Vice Principal Li. Although Hua Xique was the principal's man, he would not normally be so disrespectful to Feng Yan. However, such a reprimand made everyone, including Ye Yuting, feel much more comfortable. Feng Yan's popularity in the English group was really bad.
Feng Yan was completely stunned, and it took her a long time to react. She was about to get angry, but Hua Xique secretly winked at her. "Teacher Feng, come with me to the Academic Affairs Office, and I will have a good talk with you. Everyone else should do what they need to do, and go away!"
After the two left, the office immediately fell into deathly silence. The three male teachers looked at Wen Liang with quite meaningful eyes. One of the male teachers in particular knew that Hua Xique had just brought Hou Qiang, the son of the mayor of Huashan District, to the Academic Affairs Office and severely criticized him not long ago. Could it be that Wen Liang had an even more powerful background
Ye Yuting pulled Huang Mei to comfort her, but Freckles was still worried about being retaliated by Feng Yan, and her face looked very unhappy. Wen Liang whispered, "Don't worry, Mr. Huang, wait here for a while, Feng Yan will be back soon to apologize to you."
After saying that, he ignored Huang Mei's dull gaze and turned to leave. If he stayed here, how could Feng Yan have the nerve to come back
Just after going down two stairs, Ye Yuting caught up with him from behind, grabbed Wen Liang's ear, and laughed softly, "With Zuo Yuxi's support, are you so powerful?"
Wen Liang was stunned. Zuo Yuxi asked me to take care of you, but from the sound of your voice, it seems that you don’t get along with her
What on earth is going on? (To be continued)