The stand-in of feigning death is subject to A and Cha

After the college entrance examination, the senior year was on vacation, but the other grades of Xinghai Middle School were still in class. Within a few days of the summer vacation, Lin Xiaoshen received a call from the principal of Xinghai Middle School.

One by one is a metaphor for returning to school and fighting with some students in the second year of high school, or unilateral gang fights.

When Lin Xiaoshen drove to the principal's office, more than a dozen teenagers in school uniforms stood inside, all bowing their heads, with various degrees of color on their faces.Yu Yan was the only one leaning against the wall, still wearing the clothes Lin Xiaoshen bought for him before, with a cold expression and not even a single hair messed up, compared to those few people, he was simply irrelevant.

The dean was still asking him persistently: "Where are your accomplices? Is it Xiang Yang and the others? Hurry up and call them back!"

"No accomplices."

"No accomplices?" The dean pointed at the listless boys, and said loudly, "Without accomplices, you alone can beat them up like this?!"

Yu Yan didn't speak, just glanced at those people lightly, didn't even raise an eyebrow, but was full of contempt, as if saying it was difficult?

Sitting behind the desk, the principal raised his hand to stop the dean's next rampage.Compared to the former's impatience and anger, he seemed very calm, and his voice was even a little gentle: "Yu Yan, you have always been a good boy and rarely violated school rules. Can you tell me why you did this this time?"

"No."

The dean pointed at him angrily, and just about to be furious, Lin Xiaoshen knocked on the door: "Excuse me, I am Yu Yan's parent."

A group of people turned their heads in unison.

I don't know why, when the group of boys who were beaten saw him, they all looked away guiltyly, and moved to the corner in unison.

The principal raised his head and smiled at him and nodded. Lin Xiaoshen adjusted his expression and called out respectfully, "Teacher, long time no see."

Now, even Yu Yan, who has always had nothing to do with him, couldn't help but take another look at him.

The dean looked at Lin Xiaoshen, frowned and asked, "Who are you Yu Yan?"

According to the information, Yu Yan has only one aunt, aunt, and two uncles, and has no brothers. The phone call he just made was also from one of his uncles.

Lin Xiaoshen turned back and said, "It's his uncle, he's my nephew, I'm sorry to trouble you, teacher."

The dean couldn't help but look at him a few more times, as if he couldn't believe it, and then briefly explained the truth of the matter.

The whole matter wasn't too complicated, except that Yu Yan had a fight with some rioters from class B of the second year of high school, and it might have been a unilateral gang fight. The reason was unclear, and both sides refused to speak.

Therefore, it is not easy to judge right and wrong at present, but in terms of the degree of casualties, metaphor is a proper way to go wrong.

Lin Xiaoshen turned around, frowned and scolded him: "Who taught you to go back to school to fight after graduation? Hurry up and apologize to the teacher!"

The dean saw that he was a sensible parent, and his complexion improved a lot, so he hurriedly said, "It's okay to apologize to me. It's mainly because of the boys Yu Yan beat up. I apologize to each of them, and then write a self-criticism. Let's just let this matter go, so as not to make troubles from their parents again."

The dean is Yu Yan's physics teacher, and has always admired his intelligence. This is obviously helping him, because he knows his family situation, and is afraid that he will be punished by those rich and powerful.

Without waiting for Yu Yan to say no, Lin Xiaoshen said flatly: "It's wrong to fight, Yu Yan should apologize to the school. But there is nothing wrong, I

They will never recognize it, and what should be made clear should not be vague.

As if he didn't see the dean's staring eyes like copper bells, Lin Xiaoshen turned around and said to the group of boys with bruised noses and swollen faces who were beaten up, "Call your parents to come over. Let's figure out who is right and who is wrong in this matter."

One of the boys said in a strange way: "My dad is the chairman, and he is not free, not as free as you."

Lin Xiaoshen was not polite: "Did your father give birth to you through single-cell reproduction? No mother, right?"

The boy's face turned pale when he was bullied, and even his accomplice couldn't help but hold back his laughter.

Yu Yan slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

Lin Xiaoshen glanced at him, and cursed in a low voice: "Smile, stand still."

There was no need to make a phone call. The parents of those boys rushed to the school immediately when they learned that their son had been beaten, only half a step behind Lin Xiaoshen.Rich people are generally of high quality and will not swear at the streets, but they are best at bullying others from a high position.

And for now, they do seem to make sense.

The five boys were beaten badly.

After seeing the injuries, those elegant and luxurious ladies instantly turned dark, and with a reserved attitude, they raised their heads and said to the principal: "I hope the school can give us a reasonable explanation why there is campus bullying in such a high-end aristocratic school." Phenomenon?"

Lin Xiaoshen raised his eyebrows, the fights turned into campus bullies, he was quite good at labeling them.

"Ma'am." Lin Xiaoshen put down the tea in his hand and stood up, facing her, and said with a smile, "What do you think is campus bullying?"

The lady was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Yu Yan behind him, she instantly understood, and asked, "Are you the parent of Yu Yan's classmate?"

"Yes, I am his uncle." Then he added: "Please answer my question, what is campus bullying?"

"The bullying and oppression of unequal power among students on campus, including body language attacks." The lady took her child's hand, showing the wound on it, and said, "These are the evidence."

Lin Xiaoshen took a look, raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with a smile: "Then do you know what it means to bully the few with the more?"

"Ma'am, have you ever heard of justifiable self-defense?" He smiled softly and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, studies are secondary. Children's health is the most important thing. You should exercise more when you have nothing to do. Boys have strong self-esteem. It’s embarrassing to say that you lost five fights and one fight.”

"Also, don't get into campus bullying if you can't fight. It's like sitting on the ground and rolling with the referee after losing the game. Taking a step back, even if it's bullying, it should be that we have been bullied. .”

"So." Lin Xiaoshen said seriously, "Please apologize."

If it wasn't for Yu Yan who kept emitting the school bully's exclusive air-conditioning behind him, he would really have surrounded those ladies.

Hearing his last words, I almost gave up my upper-class training and started a big fight with him, and said coldly, "We were the ones who got beaten, but you asked us to apologize?"

Lin Xiaoshen did not back down either: "Who is it that bullies the few with the more?"

"All I know is that it is my son who is hurting now."

"Who is the first to pick things up?"

Yu Yan rarely replied, "They."

The group of boys kept their mouths closed and did not speak. Lin Xiaoshen became more confident, showing a "look at it" look in his eyes, tilting his head, and said, "It's clear at a glance who is right and who is wrong."

Yu Yan looked at his proud back from behind, and slightly averted his eyes.

"But it was my son who was beaten!" The lady glared at him angrily and turned up her voice, "I never knew that the one who was beaten should apologize to the one who beat him!"

"As far as I know." Lin Xiaoshen said slowly: "Your son, as well as the sons of several other ladies, have been rumored to bully my nephew and other special students during school, such as verbally insulting and encouraging classmates to isolate and run away. "

The other women retorted in unison: "Impossible, our children are well-educated, and we strictly abide by the rules..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Xiaoshen said directly: "Shit."

"I'm also well educated, and I was also taught etiquette when I was a child. Do you think it affects my mouth now?"

Yu Yan raised his hand, with his index finger knuckles touching the corner of his slightly curved mouth.

The faces of those ladies were ugly, and they almost gave up the so-called rich family cultivation, but they could only repeat one sentence: "We are the ones who are hurt!"

"I will pay for the medical expenses in full."

The boy before raised his head: "Not only the medical expenses, but we also need a full-body examination. The cost is estimated to be [-] to [-]. Can you afford it?"

Lin Xiaoshen smiled, and said to his mother, "This child really deserves to be well-educated."

The woman who was slapped in the face immediately pulled her son.

At this time, the principal, who had watched them quarrel for a long time, stood up, and first asked Lin Xiaoshen with a smile: "You seem to be sure that classmate Yu Yan did not pick the matter first."

"If he makes mistakes, I will allow the school to punish him severely." Lin Xiaoshen said seriously: "But I have learned about his situation at school beforehand, and I will never cause trouble. Although he has a withdrawn personality, he is a very good boy. , I believe him no matter what.”

Yu Yan paused, and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he opened his mouth, the older-looking one among the group of boys suddenly said, "Are you his little uncle?"

Lin Xiaoshen turned back: "That's right, it's me, do you have any questions?"

The boy looked at the principal and said, "It is true that we were the first to pick things up, that's why Yu Yan came to beat us."

Yu Yan suddenly said coldly: "Shut up."

Relying on his mother's presence, the boy was not afraid of him at all, but his voice became louder: "We shouldn't have bad-mouthed him behind his back and spread rumors indiscriminately. It's our fault, I'm sorry!"

Speaking of bowing a standard ninety-degree bow to Yu Yan, the other boys froze for a moment, and suddenly followed suit.

Everyone was a little confused by this sudden situation.

The boy apologized loudly: "We shouldn't laugh at your little uncle for being someone's lover, and laughing at him being taken care of by others. It's our fault. I'm sorry! We are willing to accept any punishment!"

Everyone's expressions changed from bewildered to complicated.

Lin Xiaoshen looked at Yu Yan, who had cold eyes and an obviously wrong expression, and asked him: "That's why you fought with them? Because they said bad things about me? That I was taken care of by others? Are you standing up for me?"

Yu Yan looked up and saw his clear eyes, light amber in color, innocent like a child, his tone was gentle with a touch of humor, even a little doting, "I'm not happy seeing them scolding me?"

Yu Yan seemed ashamed to be looked at by him, turned his head away and didn't speak, the awkwardness made Lin Xiaoshen feel cute.

"The truth has come to light. It is your son who is the first to pick things up. I will pay the full amount of the medical expenses and just send the bill to Tianduan. In addition, I don't want my nephew to be bullied again. Next time, it will not be so simple gone."

"Mr. Lin, is your surname Lin?" The boy looked at him with a smile. Just when Lin Xiaoshen thought he was going to mock him for being adopted by others, he took out his mobile phone in front of everyone, "I miss you You should listen to this."

Press the play button, the recording comes out from the speaker, and the volume is turned up to make the sound very clear one by one

"I'll say it again for the last time. The man you mentioned has nothing to do with me. It doesn't matter if he crawls on the bed or is taken care of, don't mention my Yuyan name."

Character. "

"I only have one uncle. As for that little boy named Lin Shu, I, no, know him well!"

After the recording was played, the boy smiled and said, "Senior Yu Yan's Chinese food was ordered by you, right? The stray cats in the school like it very much."

Metaphor. " Lin Xiaoshen turned his head to look at the young man whom he tried his best to protect, and said expressionlessly: "My face hurts.

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