When he arrived at school, he was dragged to the office.
Half of Yang’s knee is ready, standing in front of old Chen’s table and seeing how old Chen wants to talk and stop, he probably knows something.
About half a month has passed since the last Olympian competition.
In the absence of an accident, Yang must have raised his neck with confidence, and Chen would have been happy and loud in the classroom.
On this occasion, Chen had to drag her to the office alone, which would only indicate that her performance was bad, at least not to her satisfaction.
Chen took up the cup and poured a large amount of tea, and when he hesitated to say so, Yang spoke first.
“Mr. Chan, did you get the results? I’m sorry.
Yang’s voice is light, as usual.
“Hmm. “It’s not really your level, it’s not necessary to care. I’m sorry.
Even when Yang was psychologically prepared, when reaching out to pick up that thin report card, his fingertips shivered.
The report card gives a very simple score of five participants and a national ranking.
One hundred and fifty cents of the competitions, one hundred and twenty-eight examinations at the age of Yang, and over 700 references throughout the country, ranked seventy-eight.
Zhou Pei’s scores and numbers are above her, and the voice is slightly lower. The school’s collective ranking is even worse.
Old Chen looked at Yang’s silence and was somewhat overwhelmed.
One hundred and twenty-eight, which is actually a good score for most people. But he understands that this is an inexcusable score for Yang.
The Yang-year-old child has a near abnormal attachment to grades and scores. Every competition and exam, she never relaxed and did everything she could to prepare.
Half a year later, Yang’s eyes left the paper and noticed that Chen was concerned about her, and she laughed: “Mr. Chen, I’m in good shape and you don’t have to worry about me. She gave Chen her report card back, a bit tired and sorry, saying, “Although this score is not what I wanted, I tried to do it … It’s just that it’s inevitable to leave high school regret.” I’m sorry.
Mathematics has always been one of Yang’s favorite subjects, and she knew at the third grade that there was an O number contest. As a result of the high gold content of the national Orchid competition, which has been matched by each of the previous competitions, she began to prepare for the competition well in advance, hoping to have a perfect response for her high school career.
It’s just… some pity that she could have left her regrets behind.
When Yang’s heart was sour, he was stuck in his throat, as if he had been depressed for a very long time, he could not contain it at once, but she suddenly looked up, she looked for help, looked at Chen, he was tired, he hesitated, and finally asked the question that had been bothering her for so long.
“Sensei, is it true that there must be a reward for working so good luck is more important than trying? I’m sorry.
Chen honestly did not know how to answer that question, and as a teacher, he should at this point be firmly answering that the effort was more important than everything, and the effort would certainly be rewarded.
But he doesn’t know how to tell Yang.
Too much injustice has occurred in Yang’s age, as if the effort was the time she had to do, but it was not within her control to have a reward.
Old Chen thought long enough to ring the bell and he did not think of a satisfactory answer.
When she was of the age of Yang, she was often lost, and whether what she had done had changed anything, or could have caused abrupt and unreasonable design obstruction.
She’s just thinking about her life.
But luck never belonged to her.
I don’t know.
When the bells of the school were ringing, the blindness of the eyes of the Yang began to fade, and the sound of his words was released, and he returned to the strong Yang’s age: “Teacher, I’m not afraid of pain or tired, and even if I don’t pay for it, I’m not afraid of it. She smiled, and she softened her left hand, “The result was never beyond my control, but if I had the chance, I would try, and I could do more.” Teacher, I’m going to class. I’m sorry.
Yang retired to the door of the office, bowing to old Chen as before.
Old Chen was down drinking tea, thinking of Yang’s words over and over again, and unconsciously noded in favour of the place.
Since only efforts could be made, more must be done.
Young is always able to relieve himself of bad moods and say things that he wouldn’t expect.
It’s hard to say that someone so serious and good, if they don’t get what they deserve…
Even if Chen did not read his scores in public, the scores of the competition were open, and most of the schools that were unexpectedly aware of their five achievements.
The sound of the forest was very friendly and extremely well-connected, and the school day performances of the previous period had made most of the school ‘ s attention to her.
And this time, Lin’s voice suddenly took a long time off, and everyone knows it’s about Yang’s age.
It was hard to catch Yang and get a score and learn every day.
People in this class, with their tone of voice, whisper in private, but sometimes deliberately raise the volume so that the Yangs can notice it.
The most excessive of these is still Wu Wan, who, as a close friend and supporter of Lin, will certainly not be spared any chance to spoil Yang’s age. At best, however, she would not be able to do anything that was particularly remarkable.
Chiang was worried to see Yang, who looked calm and held a pen, but did not solve the problem for a while. It seems that Yang’s age is not as irrelevant as she appears.
When Yang matures, he is only 18 years old. It is difficult to remain calm, even for an adult who has experienced many things.
It’s the right of Jiang to see things like this, and nothing is wrong with the whole thing.
He closed his cap, took a deep breath, tried to put down the anger in his heart and stood up in an attempt to make a living for Yang.
At the same time, Yang stood up silently, shaking his head on Jiang Si’s right and saying he was okay.
Yang would have thought it would be a few days before the end of high school.
But even though she tried to ignore those voices, the bitterness of those words prevented her from learning, and Yang realized that if they were allowed to develop, those who thought she was weak would only think she was weak, and that would be even more so.
One-size-fits-all tolerance will only make them better.
Wu continues to add gruesomeness to those around him, saying how Yang’s age has embarrassed Lin’s voice and how he has taken leave of absence. While she was talking, she looked at Yang, and saw him stand up and walk out of the classroom, and she had to make a smirk, just as Yang couldn’t stand to run away.
“See, some people are lost. When Yang’s age is gone, the voice of Wu is even greater, and the whole class will hear it.
“You’ve got a long mouth, right?” They say they’re behind in the game? Wu Win, what do you mean? You’re not even qualified to compete, and you’re joined by others? I’m sorry.
Wu’s face was white, and his face was ugly, but he had a hard neck: “Yeah, I’m bad, I can’t compete, so I know what I’m doing. I’ve never carried a shelf. She said that halfway through it, she felt like she had something in her eyes, and looked back at her, “But at the age of Yeung, with good grades, she refused to take part in the classes.” When she was invited to the last school party, she made an excuse to prepare for the O number contest. I thought I’d get first place in the competition, give it to the school. Besides, if Lin doesn’t have to go to the Olympian competition, how can they spare time to prepare for school day? I’m sorry.
Having said that, and waiting for Jiang to return to her right, she found out that Jiang had been looking at her so straight without saying a word.
Now, Wu’s heart is stronger, and it seems that Jiang’s right too can’t talk! Then she has to work harder.
She clears her voice and goes on to say, “And the competition itself is a matter for Yang himself. Self-advocacy, without taking advantage of opportunities, has led to a deplorable ranking of the entire school. Chen gave her face and did not publish the score. Well, she knows the score without any reflection or shame and without a reaction from the whole human being. If I were Yang, I’d be embarrassed to come to school.”
“Wu Wing, I taught you these things, didn’t I? You came to school to scold your classmates? I’m sorry.
Mr. Wu has not yet finished his speech, and suddenly he hears serious voices coming from behind his back, while the fellow students who have just watched the show are wondering when they will be able to return to their seats in silence.
She’s like a whole human being immersed in cold water and her mouth is shaking because of fear and ignorance.
Wu’s head is blank, it’s been so long, it’s turning around slowly and burying its head low.
Chen was standing behind the classroom for a long time and heard a long time. He would have liked to hear what Wu can say, but the more he gets to the back, the less he can hear.
And Yang is standing next to Chen.
Out of fear, Wu realized how Chen suddenly came to the classroom after taking a break.
She looked up over Chan and took a good look at Yang. It’s hard to see the moods of Yang’s age when he’s not changing.
Young Yang’s approach to the problem is simple, and if he does not want to come out or can’t do it himself, he has to ask the teacher to come out.
Chen is a good teacher and has been a class teacher for decades and is more familiar with the handling of these matters.
He has also dealt with the contradictions between many students before, but for the first time ever, things like this.
He could not have believed that such a thing would have happened in his class had it not been for the fact that he had heard those terrible things himself.
Wu Wan. “I’m very happy to be her teacher when I’m young and can get this score.” And you’re a high school student. How can you say such a mean thing to your classmates? I’m sorry.
Wu Zheng buried her head low and did not dare to go to Old Chen, but only the disappointment of Old Chen’s speech was enough to make her sad.
Lao Chen also stopped talking and was standing at the back door waiting for Wu to speak.
“Mr. Chan, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to. “The sound of Wu’s teeth, the sound of mosquitoes, is extremely ironic in contrast to the appearance of a man who has just been angry.”
“Not on purpose? “I really want you to look at the way you’ve been yelling at Yang, and the confidence that’s about to float up to the sky, and you’re so sure you didn’t mean it? Do you believe that? I’m sorry.
“Jang Si right, revise your papers first. The old Chen frowns say to Jiang Si right that there is no sense of dissatisfaction or blame.
Zhang looked at Wu Wing with his right eye, turned his head very reluctantly, spread out the papers like air, and listened to the noise behind his ears.
He’s waiting for old Chen to do justice.
The old Chen is still waiting for Wu to open his mouth and want to hear how Wu can explain his recent right-wing questioning.
But there’s nothing to be said about Go.
Clearly, she had not come up with anything to justify herself.
“This afternoon, bring your parents to my school. I need to discuss with your parents why your education has failed so much. “Though he understood that the matter was a challenge to Wu and an unreasonable one, he gave Wu a chance to explain it, but he was completely disappointed.
“Mr. Chen, I know I’m wrong.” My parents are busy doing business and they don’t have time for school. Teacher, I beg you not to ask your parents…”
Old Chen’s knife was sore, that if he was asked for anything else, he would rethink his approach. But this time, he shook his head very strongly: “If I can’t wait for your parents this afternoon, I’ll visit your home myself after school this evening.” I’m sorry.
Wu Win knows how soft she is now. Old Chen can’t be soft. She looked at Yang ‘ s age as if she had turned her eyes and looked for help, hoping that the other party involved in the matter could help her.
Old Chen always liked Yang, and he would change his mind if he could talk to her.
Wu Wan’s parents are the kind of honest people who have given birth to Wu Wan the proudest thing in their lives.
In the eyes of her parents, Wu Win had a good record, was friendly with her classmates and insisted that he would receive some prizes in writing. The teacher invites them to school, which is usually a good thing. They never knew their daughters could say that to their classmates.
Wu Wan, who was so eagerly awaited by his parents, feared most of all that the parents were disappointed in her.
Therefore, she would have to stop this meeting with her parents, even if she had to pretend to be an adult.
“Yan, help me, I will never be in your way again and we may be good friends.” “It’s hard to get a smile at Yang’s age.”
How can you know that the only thing I see is that the young Yang who shakes his head softly, and speaks softly and hard: “I believe and respect the decision of Mr. Chen. I’m sorry.
With that in mind, the hope of Wu was completely dashed and the meeting was doomed.
In the past, she was hostile to Yang ‘ s age. She was simply a good friend, at best, in her mouth. But after this time, the seeds of her repulsion towards Yang’s age have taken root.
If only Yang could say anything, he could change his mind and make his parents proud. One day she’ll tear down a mask of hypocrisy.
It’s all Yang’s fault! If you don’t sue your teacher, you won’t even be able to do it!
It’s all Yang’s fault!
“I’ll wait for your parents in my office this afternoon.” I’m sorry.
“Hmm. “Oh, my God.
At the age of Yang, the fists held by Wu Wing were glimpsed, and in a moment’s time the eyes were taken back.
On that afternoon, his parents came to Chen ‘ s office on time, where they spoke for a while and only saw his father come out in silence, while his mother was secretly crying.
The Yang thought that after this way of dealing with the matter, Wu Xin would have been able to settle down, and she would have spent at least the remaining month of high school in peace.
She noted, however, the look of her eyes, in which the hatred and hatred were not concealed.
Yang realized that it would not end here, and she might have to teach Wu a bigger lesson.
After all, it was not long before the end of high school, and there had been too much consideration before, and there was no need for it now.
But Wu won’t do anything if she doesn’t come after her.
On that day, as usual, after the end of the last class in the morning, a 10-minute error was observed in the classroom before leaving for the cafeteria.
She’s not very fond of a noisy environment, and sometimes, at the age of Yang, she feels too noisy to think.
So, Yang’s usually late for the canteen. In a quiet environment, morning knowledge flies through the head.
By the time she came to the cafeteria, most of her classmates had already eaten, and she looked around and wanted to sit in a quiet corner after dinner.
Wu and her friends sat at a table and drank their last drink, just as they were at Yang’s entrance. She was angry when she saw Yang rise up and never fall on her back. Stand up, hold on to the empty bottle of beverages in your hand, and slam it at the age of Yang.
When Yang had finished his meal and picked up the dining board, the sound came out of his ear, and then he hit something on his shoulder. It wasn’t so strong, but his hands were shaking, and the food on the dining board was inexhaustibly tilted and brown soup was spilled on Yang’s white shoes.
What happened suddenly caught the attention of most people in the cafeteria.
And she looked at the girl in front of her, and she said, “Is everything all right? Which class of yours? I’ll get your teacher. I’m sorry.
When Yang was about to say something, Wu went up to her mouth and said, ” Aunt, you don’t have to tell her. When we’re Yang’s age, the best thing we can do is complain to the teacher, right? Turning back to Yang’s age, she found him walking out of the house without saying a word, and Wu smiled, saying, “Do you think it’s interesting to see that our good students, Yang, went back to Chen’s case?” You go ahead and sue. My parents are so disappointed in me. I don’t care. I’m sorry.
The more hectic hectic hectic hectic hectic hectic, the more her aversion to Yang’s age becomes.
Some of the girls who were at the table with Wu were unable to listen and pulled into her sleeve, suggesting that she should not go on.
“Why are you pulling my sleeves? I thought you said you were going out for the sound. You’re scared. You’re so scared, you don’t deserve to be friends with the sound.” “You’ve got to get rid of Seo-jin’s hand.
She didn’t think she was still blaming herself. “Don’t use the sound as an excuse. You’re not happy with Yang’s age, but you’re always using his name, you know? I’m sorry.
Wu Ying was struck by his thoughts, his face was heavy and he was about to have an affair with Seo Ying, but he saw Yang with his mops and tweaks and came back alone.
The plaster has been removed from Yang’s right hand, but it has not been able to do much to lift the water-stained mops, and it has been a little edgy.
She had towed the floor without a word, and washed the food into her mouth, and put the mops and the tatters back where they were.
“What? You went to Chen’s office and you found him? “What else can a good student do, besides being able to talk to a teacher?” I’m sorry.
“You’ve done enough for the campus. I was insulted without using humiliating language, and now I’m thrown in an empty bottle and knocked over my lunch. And you’re joined by others in the school and in the team that’s bullying me. “I’m telling you now that I’m going to call the police to defend my legitimate rights and interests, in addition to telling the teacher.” I’m sorry.
“Call the police? What do you mean? She was just trying to help her best friend. Yang must be trying to scare her. How can he call the police just because he’s so small?
She tried hard to hold her mind firm and said, “You are the one who does not believe you will call the police, and I will not be intimidated by you.” You… you apologize to Lin, and I will not be embarrassed again. I’m sorry.
“You don’t have to use someone else as a cover. Do you want to put the blame on others now? “At the age of Yang, he looked to Wu Sheng’s eyes, he was gentle and quiet, and she was cold.
“Wu Wing, I thought you’d improved after Mr. Chen showed up. But you’re still full of malice against me, and you’re encouraging others to come to me, and these acts have already hurt my physical and mental health. “At the age of Yang, he picks up an empty bottle on the ground and throws it into the trash can.”
As you look at Yang’s age, you become restless and frightened. She looked all the way up to the age of Yang, and only turned around and laughed at her, naturally and sincerely.
“Wu Wing, when I was just getting the mop, I called the police in the phone booth outside the cafeteria. I’m sorry.
When Yang was of the age, every word made Wu fear.
Young really called the police, and Wu couldn’t believe that she was biting her lower lip and had a blank head. All she knew was that her life had been destroyed and that she had been wiped out by Yang.
Tsui Yao did not agree with Wu Wing’s previous practice, but she wondered if Yang had actually gone too far.
“You’re an old man, forgive Wu. They’re all classmates. There’s really no need for this. She thought about it and decided to say, “Oh, she knows it’s wrong and she won’t do it again.” I’m sorry.
After she had said it, she pushed Wu to get Wu to talk nice to Yang.
“You can’t call the police if you call the police.” I’m sorry.
“Wu Wing, have you ever thought about what would happen if your bullies weren’t for me, but for a timid, unresisting girl? If it was someone else, her life would be ruined by you. This may be a lifetime of shadows, or she may not be able to bear the choice to end her life… #Yan has looked at Wu Sheng and recovered her aberration.
She doesn’t feel sorry for Wu.
It wasn’t her who ruined her life. It was her.
Call the police. There was a lot of noise at school.
School bullying, whatever its final outcome, has some impact on schools. When the headmaster was informed, he was accompanied by the civilian police, who, after leaving, called old Chen and Yang to the office in black.
“You can tell the school that this is done. The headmaster himself is, of course, zero-tolerance for bullying all schools, but he still thinks that the Yang-year-old call to the police is too reckless to tell the school first.
“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with Yang’s calling the police…” But when Chen learned about Yang’s calling the police at first, he thought that Yang’s not a man who does things without thinking about the consequences, but instead, Yang’s mind is calm.
The headmaster was asking if he was a Yang’s age, how would he know that he was protecting the calf?
“I didn’t say you! Chen Jiang, you’re an old teacher of decades’ age. Have you not seen such bullying in the class? I’m sorry.
“The principal, Mr. Chan has done what a teacher can do. After a long silence, Yang opened his mouth and said, “A few days ago, Mr. Chen met her parents, and we gave her a chance because she was not sure. I didn’t do anything wrong, Mr. Chen did nothing wrong. I’m sorry.
“The teacher didn’t say you were wrong, but there might be a better way to deal with this. You can tell me when Old Chan can’t do anything.”
“But I think it’s the fairest and best way to do it. “What would the principal do if I told the headmaster? What would the headmaster do, besides contacting his parents and telling Wu what she did? I’m sorry.
“I said to Wu Wing in the cafeteria today, “If it wasn’t me who was being bullied, what would happen to the headmaster? What would happen if that man did not know to protect himself, if he only endured what had been done to him… or if, after whispering to the school, he was bullied even further by Wu? “At the age of Yang, he whispered his words to the headmaster.
After listening to Yang’s age, the headmaster was in a complicated mood.
It is true that not everyone can do everything as rationally and properly as Yang. If school bullying is targeting another child, maybe he’s facing more than just a school bullying problem.
“Okay, I see what you mean. School bullying has always been a serious thing. Young, you’re brave enough to want others to be so brave. The headmaster touched his nose and photographed Chen’s back, enviously jokingly saying, “Chen, cow.” How did you teach this kid how to do that? I’m sorry.
Old Chen, too, beat the headmaster in his hand and said, “Where am I? I’m on the Internet to teach my students. But it’s not because of me that Yang is so good. I’m sorry.
“Look at you! “Come on, go back. I’ll take care of this, and I’ll check if there’s anything like it at school. I’m sorry.
Yang noded and sincerely thanked the principal.
As old Chen went out, Yang was thinking about it for a while, and when she left the principal’s office, she called old Chen: “Mr. Chen, I’m sorry to bother you. I’m sorry.
“You did the right thing. When you get hurt, you have to protect yourself. “And you convinced the headmaster.” I’m sorry.
At noon the sun shines in the corridor, and at the age of Yang. She smiled. She was lucky to have an old teacher like Chen. Register number: YXX1B5kxlXuwK3Z5oMCEGEO
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
