Infinite Throne

"Yeah." Lin Yebai nodded.

"Will we be beaten?"

"No. There will be a few more classmates here in the future." Lin Yebai glanced at the older classmates in the classroom, feeling slightly disappointed.

Six is ​​still not enough, and the resentment is not eliminated fast enough. The more students here, the better. As long as everyone contributes, Lin Yebai can return to the earth and the mist-shrouded sea.

Although the world of spells is very real and everyone looks like a real living person, it is ultimately the underworld.

In the real world, each of them might not die well, so Lin Yebai didn't consider whether what he did would have a bad impact on the children. They had no future, and all they could do now was to let them go. They let out a bad breath.

The thick "Four Books on Women" contained an astonishing amount of resentment, and Lin Yebai's methods needed to be more ruthless.

However, once the knife is used, the bloody scene will not be a pleasant experience for these young girls.

The revenge they desire most in their hearts is to return everything they have endured to those who gave it to them. Instead of bloody killing a few people with physical means.

Now, everyone is happy, resentments are being eliminated, and there is a happy atmosphere everywhere inside and outside the classroom, which is good.

"What happened? Who called me?"

Seeing Teacher Lin return to the classroom, Song Guozhang stretched his neck and didn't even care about the injury on his butt. He just wanted to escape from this place that made him sad, painful and involuntary.

"Pah!" Liu Pandi yelled again and angrily said, "Is this your attitude when talking to the teacher?"

"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong." Song Guozhang was particularly anxious and apologized quickly in order to know the answer.

"Who are you apologizing to?" Liu Pandi said reluctantly.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Lin. I apologize for my impolite tone. I know I was wrong." Song Guozhang was so angry that he didn't dare to show it, and his expression was submissive.

"Yes." Lin Yebai nodded, looking very dignified.

"Teacher Lin, may I know who called?" Song Guozhang asked Lin Yebai respectfully using the polite usage prescribed by the school. He used to be the one who made the rules, but now he finally tasted the feeling of being tortured by the things he prescribed.

"No." Lin Yebai refused.

Song Guozhang was so choked that he couldn't even lift his breath and almost died of anger on the spot. He quickly burst into tears, his expression sincere and touching:

"I'm worried about something urgent at home. My mother has high blood pressure and heart disease. My son is only in elementary school. They are all waiting for me at home. They can't live without me..."

"Whose home is that?" Lin Yebai suddenly interrupted him.

So what if Song Guozhang had a warm home?

So what if Song Guozhang's family is waiting for him?

Does Song Wan have no family? Does Song Wan deserve everything she has endured?

Song Guozhang almost blurted out, that is my home! Looking into Song Wan's eyes full of hatred, she suddenly became speechless and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Home is his home, but the house belongs to his brother. After the elder brother dies, isn’t it natural that the house should be handed over to the younger brother? Besides, even though Song Wan has grown up, she hasn’t suffered any serious crimes...

Song Guozhang thought so in his heart, but did not dare to say it. He felt that he was right, but Song Wan didn't seem to think so at all.

Does she still want to kick everyone out of the family? And the compensation money has been almost used up now, and he hasn't come out yet.

"It's Song Wan." Song Guozhang knew how to answer to satisfy the person who asked the question.

Song Wan stood up suddenly and asked sternly: "Then tell me, where do I live?"

"L-live in the kitchen." Song Guozhang was a little afraid to look at Song Wan. The house with two bedrooms and one living room was not big to begin with. The couple lived in one room and their son lived in another room. Song Wan had no place to live. There happened to be a small balcony connected to the kitchen. It was convenient for Song Wan to get up and work, so she let her Slept there.

Song Wan was probably aroused by Song Guozhang's words, which triggered bad memories of the past. She was approaching step by step. She was very excited and her eyes were filled with blood.

Song Guozhang was a little scared, and he even trembled, fearing that Song Wan's impulse would kill him.

"Xiaowan, I am your uncle!"

"I bought you candy when I was a kid..."

Song Guozhang tried to slow down his tone, trying to evoke Song Wan's warm memories of the past.

Song Wan's steps softened, as if Song Guozhang's words had an effect, and her tone also softened, with good wishes:

"Uncle, I really hope your whole family can..."

The next few words are vague breath sounds, which can't be heard clearly and are vague.

Song Guozhang thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out what it was. He instinctively felt that it was not a good thing. The temperature in the classroom was not low, and the windows were closed without ventilation, making it even more stuffy.

He felt a chill for no reason, and even felt a little regretful. He was usually nicer to Song Wan, and if he hadn't sent her here, there wouldn't have been so many troubles.

"Jiajia, do you want to continue the class?" Song Wan quickly sorted out her emotions, leaving her eyes a little red.

"If you can't take it, how about another teacher?" Jiajia looked at the door and the window. The faces of other young students were full of desire, and they couldn't wait to teach the students in the classroom.

"Take your time, don't be in a hurry." When Song Wan saw the children of different ages spending time together, her eyes softened unconsciously, and she asked with a smile:

"Anyone wants to be a teacher, just raise your hand if you want to be a teacher."

Song Guozhang, Xia Junde and others were all terrified and were also paying attention to the movements outside. Jia Jia alone had made them so upset, not to mention the dozens of eyes outside the classroom.

Now they no longer think that the little girls are weak and ignorant, weak lambs who can be slapped at any time.

They are a group of devils! A group of lunatics!

Bold and crazy!

Song Guozhang could only pray that there would be fewer people who wanted to be teachers. What's so good about being a teacher? The salary is not high and it's exhausting. However, all the children raised their hands!

Some girls were afraid that they would not have a chance, and even raised their hands. The eagerness and desire in their eyes almost turned into reality.

"Okay, okay, I know."

"Everyone has a chance." Song Wan smiled and comforted everyone, and said with a smile: "In the future, each of you will be their teacher, because we have been studying women's virtues for several years, and they just started to learn."

"Yes." Jia Jia nodded seriously.

"You can be a teacher for a while every day. We will arrange them according to age. The young ones will go to class first, and the older ones will go later. Do you have any objections?"

"If you think this is unfair, we will draw lots." Song Wan added.

"Let's go from young to old." The students had no objections. Drawing lots would be an extra procedure. Anyway, everyone could be a teacher, so it didn't matter if it was early or late.

Song Guozhang, Xia Junde and others looked at each other, feeling hopeless.

Song Guozhang wanted to ask who made the call, but it was not easy to ask now, and his lips trembled. How did he end up in this situation?

Campus life continued, and every day was stable and fulfilling.

Now Song Guozhang, Xia Junde and others can already button clothes in the garment factory with one hand. Some machines are not strong enough to button, and if the manual work is fast enough, it can be outsourced.

The school was preparing for the arrival of Lin Zhongzheng and others. Lin Yebai followed the instructions of the work document and decorated with the students in the school, adding a lot of small ornaments about the Dragon Boat Festival. Lin Yebai wrote Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" on the school bulletin board with a brush.

The main purpose is to save money. Now that the living standards of students have improved, they can't get much money from Song Guozhang and others.

It's not that they don't have enough money in their bank accounts, but because if they touch the money in the accounts, it is likely to attract outsiders. If there is any external force involved, the great country that Lin Yebai has built will be lost in an instant.

The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon.

Several older students in the classroom are now very conscious. They are very thin and have injuries on their bodies. They have no chance to run. In order to eat more, they try their best to perform and compete with each other. Their learning progress is advancing by leaps and bounds.

As long as it is the content of "Four Books for Women", they can recite it fluently or even write it down. They usually speak softly, smile without showing their teeth, sit and stand properly, and are more quiet than each other.

It's a pity that such excellent educational results cannot be brought out openly for Lin Zhongzheng to see.

At present, only Liu Pandi has made his position clear and truly stands on the opposite side of Song Guozhang, Xia Junde and others. Only Liu Pandi could really leave the classroom and receive Lin Zhongzheng with Lin Yebai, Song Wan and others.

Lin Zhongzheng drove the car and brought the cameraman Lao Wu with him. He didn't bring anyone else. The real situation of Jingde Girls' School can't be hidden from others. If he brings people here and exposes the matter, it will be very troublesome to suppress it.

Lin Zhongzheng has worked with the cameraman Lao Wu several times before. Lao Wu knows the inside story and has some shares in the branch school. He is a trustworthy person.

Lin Zhongzheng drove the car to the school gate and found that there was only Lin Jing in the security room, who seemed to be doing homework.

Lin Zhongzheng panicked. How do teachers and security guards do things? Just leave people here, what if they run away?

Lin Zhongzheng honked the car horn, and Lin Yebai opened the school gate to let Lin Zhongzheng's car in.

"Where is the security guard? Why are you the only one here?"

"There is a banquet in the village today. They will come back after eating. It will be very fast. Let me wait here for a while." Lin Yebai explained.

"So that's how it is, but I have to talk to them. This is deserting their duty. They left you kids in the school. What if you encounter any danger?" Lin Zhongzheng frowned, very dissatisfied with the irresponsibility of the security guards.

"It's just an accident. They will really be back soon." Lin Yebai closed the school gate again, sat in the back seat of the car, and excused the security guards.

Lin Zhongzheng continued to drive, not knowing what to say. This child seemed to be raised a little stupid. But this kind of stupidity has only benefits, not disadvantages for him as a father.

"Go in, where's Xiao Song?" Lin Zhongzheng glanced casually at the school and found that it was decorated everywhere, and it seemed that he had put in a lot of effort. He wanted to scold Song Guozhang a few more times, but he didn't say it.

When passing the bulletin board, Lin Zhongzheng was instantly amazed by the calligraphy, which was steep and elegant.

How nice would it be if such a calligraphy was hung in his office? Why was it written hastily on the bulletin board? And it was a white paper pasted on it, tearing it off would definitely destroy this masterpiece.

"How is it?" Lin Yebai asked. Because he was in a hurry and didn't have enough ink, he finished it in one stroke. It was quite hasty and he didn't perform well, not even half of his usual level.

Could it be that Lin Zhongzheng has some attainments in calligraphy?

Lin Yebai thought about it. In Baidu Encyclopedia, Lin Zhongzheng has a lot of honorary titles. It seems that he is the vice president of a calligraphy association, but that association doesn't look formal.

"It's okay. You can catch up with me after practicing more." Lin Zhongzheng smiled calmly and calmly.

[I put the needle in]: He is so confident

[Braised Pig's Hoof]: I was walking on the road and stepped on something. What happened? It turned out that Principal Lin's face fell on the ground.

"..." As soon as these words came out, Lin Yebai instantly understood the true level of Lin Zhongzheng.

"..." Even the cameraman Lao Wu's mouth twitched a few times and was very speechless.

In the past two years, Lin Zhongzheng has gained a group of fans with some of his theories. Maybe he was praised too much, and the whole person was very inflated and didn't care about his face.

Of course, it depends on the occasion. If there are respected masters here, Lin Zhongzheng will definitely not say such shameless words. It's just because this child is too ignorant that he said so.

"The food in the cafeteria should be ready. Let's go there. Teacher Song is preparing to celebrate the festival." Lin Yebai gestured to Lin Zhongzheng to go to the cafeteria.

[Cheese Peach]: It's Teacher Song Wan, hahahaha

[Cuckoo Chicken]: It's about to score twice

"Is it still the fat guy cooking?" Lin Zhongzheng asked.

He had some impression of Liu Pandi, but he couldn't remember her name. He just remembered that she was from a nearby village. She was very fat, with a face full of flesh, arrogant and domineering, and her cooking skills were very impressive.

"Yes." Lin Yebai didn't say anything else. Because the school was very small, Lin Zhongzheng drove fast and had already arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria. The students were all helping here, serving dishes or preparing bowls and chopsticks, all very diligent.

Lin Zhongzheng looked at this scene and felt very happy. He got out of the car. On the left was the photographer Lao Wu, and on the right was the young teacher Lin.

Lin Zhongzheng pointed to the cafeteria, with a kind of air of pointing out the world, and smiled: "I said that girls should be taught like this. Look, how sensible they are!"

"That's true." Lao Wu nodded. Seeing these diligent female students really made people feel good.

The students put down their things, lined up in front of the cafeteria, bowed to Lin Zhongzheng, and said loudly:

"Warmly welcome Principal Lin!"

"Wish Principal Lin a happy Dragon Boat Festival!"

Lin Zhongzheng was so happy that he could see that these children welcomed him from the bottom of their hearts. He hadn't felt such pure enthusiasm for a long time. Only here was a pure land that had not been polluted by the chaos of the outside world.

When he came before, the students would also welcome him, but they were far less enthusiastic than now. It seems that these children really realized his goodness.

"Principal also wishes you a happy Dragon Boat Festival." Lin Zhongzheng nodded rather reservedly, very stylishly.

The students were divided into two sides, like the guests in front of the restaurant, welcoming Lin Zhongzheng into the door, as if holding a welcome ceremony for freshmen.

In the distant teaching building, Lin Zhongzheng seemed to notice someone looking over here, and turned back to see only a fluttering curtain.

There was already a large table of dishes on the table. Song Guozhang, Xia Junde and several security guards were supposed to sit with them. Now that these people were not here, Lin Zhongzheng had to look at Lin Yebai and said kindly:

"Jingjing should sit here today and eat with Dad."

"Is that Song Wan? Xiaowan is coming too."

"You are the elder and the principal of the school. We are just students and girls. How can we sit at the same table with you?" Song Wan returned to her gentle and quiet appearance with a gentle smile.

"The elders' gift cannot be refused. Both of you sit down." Lin Zhongzheng was very satisfied with Song Wan's performance, and his expression became more and more kind:

"I am not only the principal, but also Jingjing's father. I have a good relationship with Xiao Song. You can just call me Uncle Lin."

Unable to refuse, Song Wan and Lin Yebai sat down together.

Fortunately, Lin Yebai had anticipated this situation and specially prepared a few normal dishes, such as tofu with scallions, spicy and sour radish cubes, stir-fried vegetables, etc., which were all dishes that Lin Zhongzheng and Lao Wu were unlikely to eat.

In order to prevent accidental injury, meat dishes and soups are fine, and you can eat them at the same table without worry.

The men like stewed dishes best with wine, which are mixed with a lot of "peppercorns", and there are several meat dishes over there, which guarantee their satisfaction.

The food tasted so good that Lin Zhongzheng was in a good mood and couldn't help eating a little more. Old Wu was almost the same. The two of them always raised their glasses and drank one, enjoying themselves.

"Gu——"

Lin Zhongzheng's stomach rumbled, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Puff puff puff——"

Then Old Wu's stomach also rumbled.

The two wanted to ask if the food was not clean, but it was not easy to say anything to the two young students, not to mention that it was too late. After asking how to get to the toilet, the two ran away without caring about their image.

Seeing this familiar scene, all the students showed the same smile on their faces.