Life in high school always requires some famous people to talk about it after cooking, and the good news spreads quickly, and some people even directly post it in a lively tone.
[Come, come, such a historic scene must have a name.]
Main building: Gao Feng was famous early, lz is at the same level as him, and his deeds are known to all grades. Last year, I directly confronted the grade director, angered the Chinese teacher out of the classroom, and skipped class every day to fight. He was a ruthless person. Chen Zhijie was able to crush him to become the school bully at the beginning, more or less because of his gangster who went out of society. Now, Song Yu suddenly challenged him, which surprised Liz.
If you want me to take a name, I will take it - "Grassroots rise, I singled out school bullies in those years", hehe.
1L: 666, sounds like that.
2L: I engage in a "Song Gao dispute", does it have a sense of history
3L: A Chinese event: Ssangyong wins
4L: Decisive Battle on the Top of Book Mountain! ! !
5L: The Great Battle of Shushan Tower
Most of the people who will discuss this are boys. Xuanhuan and Wuxia have read a lot and talked about it with relish.
6L: Welcome to the special martial arts program of Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School, who is the school bully in the campus situation.
Then a familiar id appears.
7L Your husband, Brother Yu: You might as well say that it is a special parent-child ethics show for the beginning of school, which makes people cry Gao Feng is looking for his father
"… "
full forum.
8L: ... I want to laugh, but I'm from class 15, so I'm afraid of being beaten, so I'd better hold back.
9L: Yu's rhetoric never disappoints me.
11L: Didn't you quit the network? back again.
11L: I was fucking laughing at my phone while eating supper.
12L: Okay, it's real, Brother Yu, just admit it, you are Song Yu.
Song Yu turned off his mobile phone and ignored the follow-up development. It was the first time he saw someone being beaten so fast. Gao Feng is really a strange person. Before going to bed, Grandma Meng sent him a message and asked him if he was going home this Saturday. Song Yu pressed his finger on the screen, paused, and wanted to make a call.
But considering that my grandmother was probably already asleep, she gave up.
[Well, I'll be back at the weekend, good night grandma]
But I didn't expect that Grandma Meng still hadn't slept at this point, and sent him another message ten minutes later.
[Is Yu Yu still getting used to it at school? I was chatting with a friend today. Her granddaughter is in the same school as you and is in the third class. Would you like to meet and be friends?]
Song Yu frowned. In fact, since the beginning of the school year, he doesn't know anyone except the people around him.
But grandma, he used a very gentle tone and politely refused.
[I want to know people, but they don't necessarily want to know me (laughs and tears) (laughs and tears)]
[To make friends, let's go with the flow~]
After that, Wang Ci still didn't come, and Song Yu had nowhere to look for trouble with him. On Thursday, when he was going to the toilet in the morning, he came back and bumped into Ou Yilian training a girl at the door of the class.
That girl, Song Yu, looked a little familiar, and she was familiar with the star hairpins on her hair, which were yellow and sparkling.
In hindsight, isn't this the one who called his husband directly in the first row that day
Ou Yilian frowned and said impatiently: "Ask for leave, and leave after a few days of school? How can a student come up with so many important things."
The girl was anxious and aggrieved, her eyes were red: "Teacher, but my grandma is really sick. My parents called me and told me that it was very serious. I was afraid that I would not be able to go back and miss the last time to see her."
Ou Yilian's tone was disdainful: "How many diseases does the old man get in a year, big or small, is it possible that you have to ask for leave every time to go back."
The girl was already crying, "I'm really scared. I'll ask my parents to call you later, okay? You'll give me the approval first, I beg you."
Ou Yilian was very annoyed: "Is it okay to call after death? What are you anxious about?"
The girl's clear eyes looked at her blankly with tears in her eyes, as if she had never thought that such words would come from a teacher.
Ou Yilian realized that what she said was wrong, but she couldn't hold her face to apologize to a student, rolled her eyes, stepped into the classroom with high heels, and left a sentence: "Then if you like to cry, stand outside for a class first, and your tears will dry. Let’s go in after that, today’s students like to moan and ask for leave for everything.”
Song Yu said coldly from behind, "Stop."
Ou Yilian listened to the familiar, and looked back at Song Yu with an extremely ugly face: "Song Yu? It's early reading time? What are you doing? There is no discipline, and the students don't look like students. I think you are also outside with her. Let's take a class! People like you will be scum in the future. What will you rely on to eat in the future, do you rely on your medical records, I said—"
Her voice was interrupted by the voice from Song Yu's phone.
The clear dialogue in the recording came out.
"Teacher, but my grandma is really sick. My parents called me and told me that it was very serious. I was afraid that I would not be able to go back and miss the last time to see her."
"How many sickness does the old man get in a year, big or small, is it possible that you have to ask for leave every time to go back."
"I'm really scared. I'll ask my parents to call you later, okay? Give me the approval first, please."
"Is it okay to call after death? What are you in a hurry for?"
Ou Yilian's face turned pale.
The card-issuing girl next to her was also blushing and stood there blankly.
Song Yu's eyes were very shallow, and his face was expressionless: "Are you worthy of being the head teacher?"
Ou Yilian just felt dizzy. If this conversation was spread out, the consequences would be unimaginable. She is now in the stage of teacher evaluation. The tips of her fingers holding the lesson plan turned white, and after a while, she squeezed out a smile: "I, I prepared yesterday. The lesson plan is so dizzy that it was all nonsense just now. Forget it, you all come to my office first."
Where does Song Yu care about her: "The leave request has been approved first."
Jingcheng No. 1 Middle School controls the entrance and exit of the school very strictly, and it is impossible to go out without asking for leave during class.
Ou Yilian gritted her teeth, glared at Song Yu viciously, and signed her name with a pen on the girl's leave application, with such force that the edge of the pen was about to penetrate the paper: "Go to my office with the seal."
The girls were a little scared.
Song Yu took a step forward and said lightly beside her, "Go, I'll accompany you."
She was stunned for a moment, holding the pen in her fingers, and tilted her head to look at the tall and thin teenager in the morning sun. Eyes flushed, tears fell, and choked up: "Thank you... Thank you Brother Yu."
office.
After Ou Yilian finished stamping, she showed a gentle smile and said softly to the girl: "Lin Shuangqiu, Qiuqiu? Don't take what the teacher said just now, because I was busy preparing lessons for you yesterday, and I was too busy to faint. Head, nonsense. I also have grandparents, so of course I can understand your feelings. "
"Oh, I checked your personal information. Qiuqiu's hometown is in the countryside, right? The family conditions are not very good. Admission is free of tuition based on grades. This semester, each class has a national subsidy quota for poor students, etc. When it arrives, the teacher will contact you when the time comes."
Lin Shuangqiu held the leave application tightly, but only lowered his head, his shoulders trembled, and he made a low hum.
"Thank you, teacher."
Her mind was in a daze, Song Yu was right next to her, and when she was a sensitive and inferior girl, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack to crawl in.
But the leave of absence slip was in hand, and nothing was worse than worrying about grandma, who almost ran out of the office.
When Lin Shuangqiu left, Ou Yilian threw the pen on the table, obviously full of anger, she couldn't even smile at Song Yu, but she still suppressed her anger.
"I also approved the leave request. I just said the wrong thing for a while. Teachers are also human beings. When you are always quick to talk, don't hold on to it. My words hurt Lin Shuangqiu. What else do you want?"
Song Yu said lightly: "Originally, I stayed in this class to discourage you, but I found out that you have always been the one who responded to me."
It was probably the first time in her life that Ou Yilian was mocked and ridiculed by a student like this, and she broke the jar and was furious: "Song Yu! If you don't like me, get out! There is no room for you in this class! You release this recording. So what, no matter how much public opinion outside, you can see if the First Middle School will open me!"
With her qualifications, it is impossible to be admitted to a provincial key high school or a class teacher.
It's just that Song Yu was in Jingcheng, and the thing he wasn't afraid of was the background.
He smiled at Ou Yilian: "Okay, I'll watch."
Ou Yilian's eyes almost poked a hole in him, and after a long time she raised her lips and sneered: "Song Yu, then I will teach you a lesson. It is good for young people to have a sense of justice, but many things are not in textbooks. It's so simple, you will understand when you go out of the society, and you will understand some of my practices."
Song Yupi smiled but said, "Oh."
Back at his seat, Song Yu sent the recording to the principal. Just one recording is not enough. Ou Yilian will definitely work hard with Lin Shuangqiu in the future. It is a big or small matter. Most girls of this age will be a little timid and unwilling to make trouble. After all, if Ou Yilian is really not fired, the remaining three years will be their nightmare.
He was quite understanding.
Early reading in high school is lively and lively, and there is no compulsion. Some memorize poetry, some memorize English, and some bastards chat in the noisy background.
Ma Xiaoding is forcing Xi Bowen: "I played the new game recommended by the owner of the Internet cafe yesterday, Supreme Crazy Owl, I fucking thought it was a lot of bullshit, but the result was that the whole process was boring and a little bit boring. It's not as fun as werewolves."
Xi Bowen played with him once, and it was a nightmare: "Just you, I am a prophet, whoever jumps against me, I will speak with the knife?"
Ma Xiaoding: "… It's true and false, sometimes false, and I'm confusing a good person, do you understand?!"
Xi Bowen: "You have succeeded in confounding. Good people think that you are either a wolf or a fool, and you won't lose your votes."
Everyone sitting next to them laughed.
Xie Sui found that Song Yu had been fascinated when he came back and asked him.
"What's wrong?"
Song Yu didn't want him to know about these things, so he shook his head, "It's okay."
Ma Xiaoding suddenly patted Song Yu on the shoulder, his eyes lit up: "Brother Yu! You really deserve the showdown at Shushan Tower tomorrow!"
Song Yu: "..."
Oh, I just remembered this one.
Ma Xiaoding reassured Song Yu at that time: "Tsk, then this lieutenant colonel is afraid that he will change hands. I bet that within ten minutes, Gao Feng will fall to the ground and call him Dad."
Xi Bowen covered his ears: "Be quiet, I think you will kill Brother Yu again."
Song Yu didn't want to answer.
Ma Xiaoding was in high spirits again: "After the fight, after school on Friday, Brother Yu, do you want to go to the Internet cafe? Find out about the Supreme Kuangxiao! Although I just said it was boring, the character modeling in it is pretty good. The legs are long and the chest is big, and the clothes Not much, hehehehe."
Song Yu rolled his eyes: "I don't like big breasts."
But when it comes to weekends, Song Yu suddenly remembered that Xie Sui had a part-time job every weekend in the book.
"What are your plans this weekend?"
Xie Sui has no plans. The Xie family in city A is still far away, and there are no bad people around. Thinking of this, the phone suddenly moved.
He put down the rotating pen, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the news lightly.
a stranger. A candid photo of his grandmother going upstairs. In a word.
"Stay in the classroom after school on Friday."
Ah.
He slightly curled the corner of his lower lip.
Song Yu was still asking: "I'll go home on Saturday, and then we go to the library to study together, how about you help me with tutoring."
Xie Sui deleted the information, stared at Song Yu with dark eyes, and smiled: "Then do I have any reward?"