Fast Travel Strategy: Female Supporting Counterattack Manual

Chapter 472 The Desperate Student (Extra)

In the second year of junior high school, the same table lost a week's lunch fee, 100 yuan.I became the main object of suspicion.

Because I was not good-looking at the time, my grades were not good enough, and I was depressed because my parents were divorcing, and I was often bullied.My deskmate was also one of the people who bullied me.Every time she came home from school, she would put the schoolbag on my arm, and then pack up the homework and take it away.Compared with other people's verbal insults or physical harassment, she was "good enough" to me, and I never resisted.

After she lost the money, I was dragged by the female monitor and other female students to the toilet for a stripping inspection.No one knew how she lost the money, but they all seemed to think I was the thief.

I still remember that scene very clearly.A lot of people blocked in front of me, and from time to time there were boys who poked their heads in to peek at the door of the toilet. I was squeezed into the corner of the toilet and could see the slowly falling snowflakes outside through the gap in the wall.But the most embarrassing and embarrassing moment for me was not the way they looked at me like a thief, but the ruthless ridicule when they took off my red down jacket and found the holes in my clothes.

I'm not afraid of the way they look at me because I didn't steal her money at all, but the holes in my clothes ruthlessly revealed the fact that no one cares about me. I'm afraid that all of them will know that my parents are about to get divorced. I was about to become a child without a home.

They didn't find the money from me, but my deskmate was a little disappointed.Later in class, she kept crying, saying that she had lost money and dared not tell her family.I held the 50 yuan in my schoolbag, which was all my lunch expenses for this week. I hesitated and finally handed it to her.I whispered, just take it and don't tell your family.She ignored me, but the other students started whispering.I remember very clearly a sentence that is, if you have nothing to do, you are either cheating or stealing.I was very angry in my heart but dared not do anything or say anything, I could only lower my head and stuff the money back into my bag.

I thought this matter was over. I came to school happily the next day, but I was called to the dean's office during morning study.Apparently they had just had a meeting. All the teachers were sitting in the office. When they saw me coming in, some of them even raised their heads.My head teacher looked at me with a particularly disgusting look, as if I was trash in her eyes.

It was the first time I walked into the dean's office. Facing so many teachers, I felt at a loss and my heart was trembling.But my class teacher used her sharp voice and pointed at me with her newly manicured fingers and said, "Tangyuan, do you want to admit it now, or do you want to wait until I call your parents and ask them to come over?" .”

I clenched my fists, feeling extremely wronged, and wanted to ask the head teacher why he believed that I stole it.Is it because I sit closest to the tablemate who lost money? !
All the teachers in the office turned their faces to look at me, as if they also believed that I was the thief.

This was the first time that the class teacher was contradicted. Instead of looking at me, he took out his cell phone and prepared to call my parents.I begged her embarrassingly not to hit her.But she seemed to be even more convinced that I had stolen the money.

Her harsh scolding voice rang in my ears, "I didn't learn well at a young age, and I'm still a girl. I'm so shameless. I have to call your parents today. Not only do I have to call them to tell them that they have taught me a thief, My daughter, I also want to tell them that her daughter is not suitable for studying, and staying in school will only affect the learning of other students and lower the average score of the class."

The eyes of other teachers made me very embarrassed, but what made me even more embarrassed was what the head teacher said.At that time, I wished I could go straight to the ground. I will always remember the way the head teacher scolded me, even if I later found out that she was so irritable to me because of the breakdown of the family, I never forgot.

Just when the class teacher was about to call, a young and beautiful female teacher walked in.

She is a new art teacher hired by our school, and I heard that she is one of the best graduates of CAFA.Her surname matched her occupation, so I remember her first name well.

Her name is, when I was painting.

The other teachers only watched me being scolded and scolded, and occasionally gave me one or two meaningful looks.But Teacher Hua was different from them. She stood firmly by my side. She put her hand on my shoulder and her gentle voice was not loud but it was enough to spread throughout the entire office.She said, "I believe in Tang Yuan, she will not be such a child."

Why should she trust me?I am moved and have doubts?The head teacher was also the first to stand up and ask questions.

Teacher Hua stroked my hair with a soft, soft voice. She told everyone standing in the office, "A child who donates all his lunch money to old people begging on the side of the road for free, absolutely Would not do such a thing.”

"What proof do you have?" The head teacher asked again.

In fact, I also forgot whether I have ever done such a good person and good deed.I am a little afraid that the painting teacher will shirk in order to help me shirk.

Teacher Hua took out her mobile phone, opened the phone photo album and handed it to my head teacher. The head teacher took a look and saw that my face had changed.Teacher Hua's mobile phone was passed on one by one, and finally reached my hand.Seeing the pictures with clear dates, clear characters, and clear locations, I remembered that I had indeed done such a thing.I am also very glad that I was seen and even photographed by others when I did such a good deed.

Based on teacher Hua's guarantee, the head teacher didn't insist on calling my parents.After casually asking about my pocket money, she walked out without looking at me from the beginning to the end.But the next day word of my theft spread throughout the school.

I think, if there is no painting teacher, I will not be able to survive that period of time.Because the rumors are terrible, three people become tigers, and I have become a thief for sure.Although I have not done so.

During that time, the painting teacher taught me to paint whenever he was free, and asked me to use the brush to relieve the emotions in my heart.In the splash of ink, in the colorful world, I really forgot all the troubles in real life.

Influenced by the painting teacher, I also became an art teacher later, teaching students to paint, and I am very happy every day.

I remember once asking my painting teacher a question, "Why don't people die when life is so painful?"

The painting teacher replied to me, "You are still young, and you have not experienced the colorful and colorful world. Besides, no one will reject the sunshine in your life. It's just that you have to be patient occasionally, because when the sun shines in, the dust It will fly in too."

In the later decades of my life, whenever my students encountered problems, I would tell them the teachings of the painting teacher.

No one will refuse the sunshine in their life.

Even with a little dust flying in.

I won't.I'm sure you won't either.

(End of this chapter)