It's hell, my lord

Zhu Xingchen felt that he had finished his consultation, so he began to beat his teeth and farts with the students as a habit. It was not until the dormitory aunts used loudspeakers to make the dormitory quiet down that the students reluctantly let Zhu Xingchen go .

This afternoon, the math class representative from Class [-] came to the office to carry homework, Zhu Xingchen stopped him: "The class representative, can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Tao put down the homework he was holding.

Zhu Xingchen said in a very normal tone, as if he just mentioned it casually: "Is there a bully named Gao Lan in your class before?"

Lin Tao's face changed in vain when he heard the name, and he nodded silently: "Yes, but I don't know him well."

Zhu Xingchen knocked on the table with his knuckles, changed his posture and sat down, and asked nonchalantly, "Then I still have some impressions, such as how does he look like, and how does he relate to people?"

Lin Tao pinched his fingers anxiously, and looked around cautiously: "I don't really know, I just remember that he was very taciturn, and he would do his homework in his seat after class. He would only respond to you if he took the initiative to talk to him. But others It’s very good, if someone asks him to teach a topic, he will take the trouble to teach him until the end. So everyone will not be particularly close to him, but most of them like him.”

"Yeah." Zhu Xingchen nodded thoughtfully: "Then have you heard about his family situation, such as his parents are heavily in debt outside..."

Lin Tao glanced at the window suddenly, and shook his head as if he had taken medicine: "I don't know, I don't know about this..." After speaking, he walked away quickly with his math homework in his arms.

Zhu Xingchen scanned the window with his consciousness, and found a person standing there, but when he ran outside the office, the person had already slipped away, and Zhu Xingchen cursed without emotion: "What the hell? "

He didn't go back to the office, but went straight to Class [-], this was He Xian's class, Zhu Xingchen moved a chair and sat behind their class out of boredom, a group of students turned their heads.He Xian pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Zhu Xingchen, is there something wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm here to listen to the class, come on, come on, you continue the class, leave me alone." Zhu Xingchen said nonsense.

The white chalk in He Xian's hand was broken by his two fingers: "You are a math teacher, what Chinese class do you take?"

"Hey, Mr. He, what is the school's express rule that math teachers are not allowed to listen to Chinese classes? Our teachers also need to develop in an all-round way. Modern education should face the world and face the future. How can we be trapped in one subject? Let me tell you. Learning to learn Chinese is so logical." Zhu Xingchen, a tenth-level talker, can't stop beating his teeth and farting, He Xian can only treat him as a piece of air, and if he doesn't talk to him, he can't do it himself. Talk to yourself.

Zhu Xingchen borrowed a few pieces of homework paper from the students in the back row, painted on them for a long time, and roughly cleared up his thoughts—that Zheng Chengfeng was suspected of lying, and his statement was full of flaws, while Lin Tao His behavior also seemed very strange, and... the student who wrote the paper in the dormitory looked up at him, as if he wanted to tell him something.

Even though Zhu Xingchen didn't put much effort into school, he knew that death from taking sleeping pills would never be as silent as his name. The colic in the stomach might make people unable to resist calling 120 for help.Zhu Xingchen also didn't believe that a high school student who only knew how to study could have the perseverance to face such pain without saying a word.

There will always be movement, so what Zheng Chengfeng said about the students not discovering that Gao Lan was taking medicine until dawn is very watery.And according to his intentional or unintentional investigation in the past few days, he found that Gao Lan was always in a very optimistic mood, except that he didn't like to take the initiative to talk to people.For example, in his sophomore year of high school, he failed a monthly exam by a hundred.

He has been floating in the top three since he came in the first year of high school, but he fell down in vain. This is probably the most unacceptable for such a student with excellent academic performance.However, a few girls in the front row said that Gao Lan did not cry, nor did he have too many bad emotions, but calmly reviewed his burnout during this period.

Zhu Xingchen can construct Gao Lan's personality traits from other people's words. This is probably a three-good student. Apart from studying, he doesn't have too many hobbies. He is just a very obedient child who has no personality of his own.

Moreover, the police did not intervene in the investigation at all, and treated it hastily as a suicide case, and gave him the name of "unbearable study pressure, suicide by taking sleeping pills".

"get out of class is over, and the physics teacher is standing at the door, so he won't leave." He Xian walked down with a book in his arms: "What did you write?"

Zhu Xingchen signed his name in the column of the lecturer, and then handed the lecture record to He Xian.Without even looking at it, He Xian folded the paper in half and put it in the Chinese book.

"No class, right? Let's go out for a meal together." Zhu Xingchen said, "I treat you."

"Yeah." He Xian threw the book into his briefcase, lowered his head and pressed his phone: "Are you investigating the 'Sleeping Beauty' incident? Is there any progress?" To be honest, he was quite nervous, even in class anxious all the time.

Zhu Xingchen grinned, and brushed He Xian's ear with his index finger. Seeing the latter's itchy shrinking, he said with satisfaction: "Yes, I haven't encountered such a case that requires using the brain and teaching people to read for many years. Yes, it's quite exciting. All the students are really smart, if another idiot comes here, they might be deceived."

"Can I be together?" He Xian asked suddenly.

"Ah?"

"Investigate together."

Zhu Xingchen was a little surprised: "What's the matter? Suddenly my conscience realizes that I want to make some contributions to the flower bones of the motherland?"

"Fine, follow if you want." Zhu Xingchen glanced at He Xian again, and realized that this person was not joking, so his attitude was a little more serious.

Zhu Xingchen chose a restaurant with a lighter taste nearby. In fact, this restaurant is closer to the school. He Xian has eaten there a few times, and he quite likes it.He Xian pushed the menu in front of Zhu Xingchen: "You can order, I can do it."

Oh, He Xian is not a picky eater, what he means by this sentence is - you can order whatever you want, if I don't like it, I will be angry.Zhu Xingchen thought about it, he was also a god in his previous life anyway, he was too awesome, and a little hypocritical can be tolerated.Thinking about it this way, Zhu Xingchen loses his temper.

As soon as Zhu Xingchen finished ordering, he heard a familiar female voice: "Mr. Zhu? Why are you here?"

He turned his head and found that it was Hu Jing who came over, and this person was still holding Li Xiujuan's arm, so he was a little annoyed immediately.But this annoyance was not reflected in his tone and expression: "Have a meal."

Hu Jing: "I remember that your home is not far away, so you came here for dinner?"

He Xian raised his eyebrows, and Li Xiujuan on the side smiled and said, "Hu Jing, you didn't know that you went to the training this morning, right? He is now a math teacher in Class [-] of the third year of high school."

Hu Jing opened her eyes wide: "Really?"

"Your expression seems to think that I'm mentally retarded. It's not difficult to teach math. But it's just a substitute. If the math teacher in that class has something to do, I will do it for a few weeks. It may not take so long." Zhu Xingchen said.

Li Xiujuan has been inseparable from He Xian ever since she came here. She is already married, but she still can't help but look at a good-looking man, she is born with this nympho.She knew that Hu Jing was interested in Zhu Xingchen, so she immediately said, "Can you two more people sit at this table? Why don't we share a table together."

Zhu Xingchen thought that if he had known earlier, he would take two extra steps upstairs to find a seat for two.However, on the surface, he could only say disconsolately: "Okay."

"I wish you a treat this time, Zhu Xingchen. I have found someone for you anyway, and you didn't contact me when I said to have a cup of coffee together last time." Hu Jing said and sat next to Zhu Xingchen, Li Xiujuan smiled He sat down beside He Xian.

He Xian kept silent with a cold face, Li Xiujuan kept looking for topics to no avail, and felt that this handsome guy had a cold face and a cold heart.And Hu Jing chatted happily with Zhu Xingchen: "I see you are not young anymore? Do you have a girlfriend?"

Zhu Xingchen took a meaningful look at He Xian: "No."

"Me too, I was almost forced to death by my mother recently. I listened to him and went on a few blind dates, and met either a nerd or a potbellied old man. Really, even if I become a nun, I don't want to marry someone I don't like." People." Hu Jing glanced at the dishes served, and asked Zhu Xingchen: "Your taste is very light?"

Zhu Xingchen narrowed his eyes and said, "It's because he has a bland taste—order whatever you like, and I'll treat you."