I have mastered the system of supporting girls through books

The second year of high school has basically bid farewell to weekends, except for a day off on Sundays, they still have to go to class on Saturdays.

Today Ling Xing came not as early as usual, and there are many students who arrived at the school at this time.

Ling Xing saw the fat girl again at the school gate. She lowered her head halfway while walking, and tried to walk by the side of the road and the corner as much as possible.

A dozen meters away from the school gate, Ling Xing raised his head inadvertently, and saw one of the boys closest to the fat girl sticking out his foot, and it was too late to stop it.

The fat girl was tripped, and without warning, she fell heavily on her face.

Those boys bent over with exaggerated smiles, and the boy who stretched his leg and tripped someone laughed the most fiercely: "Hahahaha, how stupid, you can fall on flat ground."

Another fat boy who was no thinner than the fat girl smiled until his eyes became slits: "How can he walk steadily when he is as fat as a pig but only has two legs?"

"Hahaha……"

Even in a campus where people come and go, they don't care about it at all, and they laugh happier than the other.

Maliciousness surged, and the reason was not even known.

Ling Xing was about to walk over when she heard Qiu Yilin's voice, she asked: "System, is that girl who fell down a supporting character in the book or something? Should I go over and help her?"

The electronic voice is flat: "Host, the system has not detected any information about supporting roles on her body. As for whether to support her or not, it is up to you to decide?"

Qiu Yilin lost interest: "Since she is not a supporting role in the book, why should I waste that time? I really think I am some kind of loving angel."

The system agrees: "The host should be like this, and the overflow of sympathy will only harm you."

Qiu Yilin walked past the fat girl without even giving her a glance.

People coming and going around may all think that the fat girl can get up by herself, and no one goes to help her.

Ling Xing saw that the fat girl's ankle was in a strange posture, and suspected that she must have sprained her foot, broke her elbow and knee, and was unable to get up by herself.

After thinking about it, she still walked towards the fat girl. She knelt down next to the fat girl and asked, "Student, are you okay?"

The fat girl raised her head and looked at Ling Xing in a daze. There were still tears in her eyes.

Ling Xing stretched out his hand to her: "Did you twist your foot, let me help you up, okay?"

As expected, the fat girl had to be supported to stand up. Her fat hand wiped the school uniform vigorously before putting it into Ling Xing's hands. Ling Xing helped her to stand up from the ground.

The two walked towards the infirmary together. The road was probably in too much pain. The fat girl couldn't bear it anymore and cried out. She didn't even cry out, but muffled sobs, her shoulders shrugged uncontrollably, and she was depressed. It's uncomfortable to watch.

Ling Xing didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only keep talking about going to the infirmary and letting the doctor see it.

The fat girl said that her name was Yu Pan, and asked Ling Xing's name with anticipation.

Ling Xing has no impression of the name Yu Pan.

The school doctor was an old man who retired from the hospital and was hired back by the school. He asked Yu Pan why he fell like this?

Yu Pan said in a low voice, "I accidentally fell down."

The old man snorted coldly: "I fell down, but I can't fall like this."

The old man had a bad temper, his classmates didn't want to talk about it, and he didn't bother to ask any more questions, so he packed up the unused gauze and left.

Ling Xing couldn't help but think of the boy's foot that was deliberately sticking out to trip someone, and she asked Yu Pan: "Don't you feel someone tripping you?"

Yu Pan lowered her head, her ankle was swollen bigger than a steamed bun, she pushed away the bruises and the blood from the broken skin on the knee of her trousers, it looked a bit scary.

She responded in a low voice: "No..."

Ling Xing fell silent.

Yu Pan looked up at her quickly, then quickly lowered her head and explained in a daze: "I, I actually felt someone tripping me, but I don't know who it is, I, I... I have no evidence, I dare not Nonsense..."

No one can be accused without evidence.

With such a submissive personality, her attitude towards being bullied is more like a habit. It seems that she is often bullied where no one notices.

Ling Xing pursed his lips, put his fingers on her slightly trembling shoulders, and asked her in a low voice: "Then are you going to settle this matter?"

Are you ready to resolve this matter, or let the situation continue to develop?

If it is really allowed to develop, then she will be bullied again next time, just as Zeng Zhile said, the signs of campus bullying should be snuffed out when they are just emerging, so as not to leave any future troubles .

Otherwise, waiting for that little grass to grow into a towering tree will only cause endless troubles.

Ling Xing pointed in the direction of the school gate through the glass of the infirmary. She analyzed calmly and calmly: "I remember that there are two cameras installed at the school gate, and one of them should be able to capture the angle. I can testify for you, see If someone trips you on purpose, it depends on you whether you want to ask the teacher to check the camera."

This time the silence was longer.

After about five or six minutes, Yu Pan raised his head with a pale face: "Student Ling Xing, thank you for your willingness to help me, can you find the homeroom teacher with me?"

……

An application form is required to check the monitoring, and all this is handed over to Sister Yu.

As a class teacher, Sister Yu couldn't tolerate the students in her class being bullied. After she asked the reason, she called the dean aggressively.

To put it mildly, it is a joke among classmates, but to put it seriously, it is campus bullying.

It was a big matter, and the application was quickly approved, and the vice-principal also came to the monitoring room.

After asking about the time and location, the administrator called up the monitoring of that time period. Fortunately, the camera at the oblique corner of the intersection ahead happened to capture it.

The boy who stretched out his feet was indeed the boy Ling Xing saw, and he could even see a nasty smile on his face on the surveillance screen.

After Yu Pan took a look, he lowered his head again, clenched his left hand into a fist, and twirled his right index finger vigorously around the hem of his clothes.

The vice-principal's face was as dark as ink. He pointed to the boy in the surveillance screen and asked Yu Pan with a serious face: "Do you know who this boy is?"

Yu Pan stared at the camera for a while, then shook her head, she let go of her white lips, and seemed to muster up the courage of her life: "There are too many people who bully me, I can't remember."

The vice-principal's face was not only black but also livid. No school wants to have campus bullying incidents, and no teacher wants to be bullied by his students.

Sister Yu's eyes were flushed, and she took the mobile phone to record the surveillance screen, and said to the vice principal: "I hope the vice principal can give my students a fair and fair treatment."

The vice-principal nodded heavily, and asked the dean at the side to call all the head teachers of the second year of high school, and ask them to identify the students in the surveillance video.

Soon, the head teachers of all classes came to the monitoring room, and after identification, they quickly confirmed that the boy belonged to class two and five.

The head teacher of Class [-] and [-] is Mediterranean, and his face is also very ugly at the moment, so he went back to the class to pick up someone after talking to the vice principal.

During the waiting period, Sister Yu notified Yu Pan's parents.

The person who answered the phone was a woman, probably Yu Pan's mother, and she didn't know what she said, Sister Yu frowned, and said with a firm attitude: "Anyway, you have to come to school today, this matter must be resolved. "

The over there should have agreed, so Sister Yu hung up the phone, and looked at Yu Pan hesitantly.

Yu Pan kept his head down, his expression numb.

She is only seventeen or eighteen years old, how can she have half a youthful vitality?

Mother Yu arrived soon. After she walked into the monitoring room, her eyes fell on Yu Pan viciously. Before everyone could react, she suddenly ran over with big strides and slapped Yu Pan heavily on the face.

She didn't even ask Yu Pan what happened to the injuries on his face and body?

Sister Yu stood up from the chair in shock, and hurriedly pulled Yu Pan behind her, dissuading her: "Parent Yu Pan, what are you doing?"

Mother Yu's face covered with deep and shallow wrinkles was full of disgust, and she was still puzzled when she was pulled away and gave Yu Pan a hard look.

Facing the teacher, Mother Yu's attitude improved a lot: "Teacher, you needn't tell me, I know her. She never let me worry about it since she was a child. She told me about bullying her today, and telling me about bullying her tomorrow." , I won’t talk about it in the past few years, I thought she had changed, but who knew that she would cause trouble for me again, and she would never find the reason from herself. "

I haven't talked about it for a few years, so Mother Yu never thought about why Yu Pan didn't talk about it all of a sudden?

Are there such parents in the world who don't believe in their children?

No wonder Yu Pan is cowardly and has low self-esteem. She grew up in such a native family.

Sister Yu didn't know what expression was on her face. She tried to calm Yu's mother's emotions: "Mother Yu Pan, it's really not classmate Yu Pan who caused trouble, but other classmates who are bullying her—"

Yu's mother smiled sarcastically, and now she didn't even want to give Yu hope. She interrupted sister Yu: "Teacher, you don't have to speak for her. She came out of my stomach. I don't know what she is. What kind of bastard, she loves to fight with her sister since she was a child, there are so many classmates in the school, why don't they bully others? Just bully her?"

Yu Pan covered his red and swollen face from the beating, and there was not even a trace of emotional fluctuation on his face, obviously he was used to it.

The vice-principal couldn't stand it anymore, he frowned and looked at Yu's mother: "As a parent, how can you not trust your child?"

Before Yu's mother could speak, there were two knocks on the door, and the head teacher of class [-] and [-] pushed the door in with an embarrassed smile on his face, followed by a boy who was walking around and doing nothing.