Men's Daily [Quick Transmigration]

Although Jiang Ci's consciousness of going through the three planes is far less powerful than that of the void creatures, it is more than enough than that of ordinary people.

Wang Qing couldn't help but follow his words, knowing in her heart that what he said was the truth, so,

"Yes." She subconsciously blurted out.

There was a sudden explosion of shock in the classroom. Most of the students were ordinary students. They couldn't believe that school violence was so close to them, and it was a school violence led by teachers.

"No! No, you spitting blood! My son didn't go to summer camp at all!"

Wang Qing came back to her senses all of a sudden, she just wanted to refute quickly in her mind, but she couldn't choose what to say.

Whether her son has participated in the summer camp is too easy to find out.

With a choke in her throat, she turned pale in an instant when she saw Shang Jiangci's calm and calm gaze, which seemed to see through everything.

suddenly!

Looking out of the corner of the eye, there is actually a student recording a video!

"Don't shoot!"

She rushed into the aisle in two steps, and the boy quickly retracted his phone in fright, and swipe it from the desk to the classmate who was leaning against the wall, "Quickly send Weibo!"

Three double desks are placed side by side, and the front and back rows are crowded. No matter how long Wang Qing has two hands, she can't reach her mobile phone. The girl next to the wall grabs the mobile phone and wants to operate it. Unexpectedly, she finds that the screen is locked and shouts: " password?"

"Don't send it!"

A voice suddenly rushed out to stop it, but it was not Wang Qing, but the timer, striding briskly over from the back door, his poker face looked like it had been frozen in a refrigerator.

The students immediately protested: "Why don't you post it! Teacher Yigao is awesome, isn't he?"

The girl had already handed over the phone in a daze under the deterrence of the timing aura.

Ji Ji reached out to reach it, but was robbed by another student halfway.

Jiang Ci said: "Li Yunxiang, give it to him."

Li Yunxiang paused for a moment, looked at Jiang Ci, and handed the phone to the timer after hesitation. His father had told him that this teacher should not be messed with.

"Thank you." Shi Ji nodded to Jiang Ci, glanced at Wang Qing who was staring at the phone, and only held the phone more firmly.

He raised his head and explained to the class: "I don't understand what happened just now, but the reason for not allowing the video to be posted is definitely not because of protecting someone, but because of the special situation of our class, it is not easy to directly post it on the Internet."

There are a total of 107 people in their merged class. The number of people is extremely inconsistent with regulations. The local leaders turn a blind eye. It is okay to be known in reality, but if new public opinion is aroused on the cusp of public opinion, the impact will not be good.

But the students don't care about these, they just want to express their vigorous sense of justice.

"Must send!"

"Yes, it must be sent!"

Wang Qing begged: "Don't post, don't post, I beg Teacher Ji, please everyone, I know I was wrong."

However, everyone will not forget what Jiang Ci said just now. Destroying a person with that kind of insidious means makes people feel chills. How could everyone buy her account and dare to ask for release after hearing her However, on the contrary, he demanded that they must be exposed even more angrily.

Timing glanced at the 'empty' seat in the middle of the front row, and he could only see the top of the girl's head under the table. He felt a little heavy in his heart, and asked everyone, "How about changing the video to audio?"

In the recorded conversation, it was mentioned that Wang Qing's husband was an English teacher in the 13th grade of No. [-] Middle School in X County. The point was very clear. Everyone thought about it and agreed.

Then, Timer asked the boy for the password of his mobile phone, and after a few minutes of operation, he returned the phone to the boy.

He looked at Jiang Ci again: "Mr. Zheng, please take a look here first, or you can call another teacher to come to class. I need to go back to the high school."

"Yeah." Jiang Ci nodded.

After the students excitedly "sent it?"

"I've posted it, I've posted it." During the conversation, Wang Qing's face was ashen, and she was taken away by the timer.

"Mr. Zheng, you were so handsome just now."

"Fortunately, Mr. Zheng, you exposed Wang Qing's true colors."

"Ms. Zheng, how did you find out about them?"

Everyone was still in the joy of winning a battle, and Li Tongxi's classmates kept talking to her, pouring out the love of classmates overflowing in their hearts without hesitation.

Jiang Ci glanced at it, but did not respond to everyone's compliments and questions, but only said one sentence.

"Sometimes, you may not realize that any random complaint or ridicule from you can turn into a sharp sword and hurt people all over, so think more and talk less."

The atmosphere froze for an instant.

Everyone felt uncomfortable for a moment, and Li Tongxi was not the one who was responsible for the campus violence, but then they felt a sense of guilt, making complaints or ridicules, which is not exactly what they did just now.

"Li Tongxi, I'm sorry."

Suddenly someone yelled in the classroom.

Zheng Xiaonan looked at his deskmate in amazement, the one who shouted sorry was Wei Shuyu, but he obviously didn't say anything about Li Tongxi from the beginning to the end.

Wei Shuyu raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, looking confident.

The next second, something miraculous happened, and apologies sounded in the class one after another... There were even the voices of Hu Xue and Ji Feifei!

Zheng Xiaonan had no choice but to give his deskmate a thumbs up.

Although the three words 'I'm sorry' are insignificant, Li Tongxi needs to listen, and everyone should also say it.

School violence has always been a social issue that has attracted much attention, not to mention that it also involves the issue of teachers' morality. The audio was posted on the trending search soon after it was posted. Wang Qing and his wife were completely stripped. , They will also be punished by law, their teacher qualification certificates will be revoked, and they will no longer be able to engage in any education-related industries. At the same time, Li Tongxi's mother sued the court for defamation, and finally sentenced Wang Qing's husband to three years in prison.

Three years can't quell the anger of netizens, but with this black spot following them, the "punishment" the two have to bear from the public will definitely not exceed three years.

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There is only one surprise in this incident, and it is for Kang Yao.

After a week of recuperation, she returned to school, and she was already mentally prepared that what would greet her would be bitter ridicule, bullying and contempt.Unexpectedly, there were only a few strange eyes occasionally.

After letting out a sigh of relief, she became more determined in her belief that she wanted to take the college entrance examination.

Everything is going well, and she wants to get better.

At that time, she can feel good around her, not because Teacher Zheng and God helped her drive away that woman, not because people around her accidentally realized that gossip can turn swords,

But because she is strong, no matter what is around her, she can be fearless.

……

Mathematics evening self-study.

Timed to finish a test paper, "Okay, next, the old rules."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of crowing, bang, bang, and bang stools at Yigao. Many people handed in a piece of paper or a few pieces of paper. Kang Yao came a week late. She didn't know the old rules, so she asked her deskmate.

The deskmate said: "Question, the timing allows everyone to write down all the questions they want to ask on paper, but he will talk about it when he has time."

"Tell it to everyone?" Kang Yao saw those students timed the paper and went back to their seats.

"Tell whoever asks."

Seeing her doubts, the tablemate suddenly had the desire to gossip, "Do you know how to tell time?"

... Sentence by sentence?

The deskmate smiled and blinked, the face of the timing board was raised, and the voice was lowered to speak: "I'm a snobby, everyone's questions will be covered, but sorted by grades, high scores first, low scores later, if someone tells me If you have an opinion, I’m sorry, but I won’t change it.”

Kang Yao missed the test last time and scored zero.

He looked at the blue and white school uniforms on the left, and then at the stack of papers on the desk.

It's better not to get in front of those top students.

She tore off a piece of paper in her homework book and opened the math problems she had done in the past two days.

The deskmate glanced at it, "Write your name and grades on the first line."

"Well, thank you."

Not surprisingly, the piece of paper she handed in was timed and ranked last. I thought it might be her turn next time. As a result, all the top students were able to understand a single point. One question ended in a few simple sentences, and they went very smoothly. quick.

Not long after the second quarter's evening self-study started, the timer called her.

"Kang Yao."

As soon as the name came out, everyone's attention was immediately focused.

Zheng Xiaonan's questions were systematically found for him on the screen to explain, Li Tongxi was shy and never went up, and Kang Yao was the first vocational high school student to go up to ask questions.

She couldn't understand everything, and she could predict the time based on where she came from, so she spoke in detail from the beginning. Even so, she needed to interrupt a little at some places and ask again.

"Understand?"

"Understood, thank you teacher."

"You're welcome." But Ji Ji didn't return the paper to her, and his eyes were still on the question. "This knowledge point will not be tested in the single-entry exam. If you don't take the college entrance examination, you don't need to work hard on these questions."

Kang Yao pursed her lips: "...Teacher, I am taking the college entrance examination."

Shi Ji raised his eyes, unexpectedly, Kang Yao didn't see any contempt in his eyes, but seemed to be smiling, implying affirmation.

It was the people below, because of her answer, they looked over at the same time again.

Timely handed the paper to her, signaled her to go back to her seat, and then glanced at half of the vocational high school students, "Which other students are going to take the college entrance examination? Raise your hand."

You look at me, I look at you, three hands were raised among more than 50 people——

Zheng Xiaonan, Wei Shuyu, Li Tongxi.

"Okay." Timer nodded, picked up a stack of post-it notes on the podium, "There are still 10 minutes left, each of you will send a post-it note, and write down your goals for the third year of high school and the first year of high school. It will be posted on the back wall of the classroom."

"It's everyone, not just the students who take the college entrance examination. The college entrance examination is not all. Students who don't take the college entrance examination also have a life. I hope everyone can be more serious when writing, and write down your goals. Don't write the essay "My Ideal" like a primary school student. "

There are many people and the smile is low, haha.

The post-it note was quickly sent to his hand, Wei Shuyu took a pen and wrote it, Zheng Xiaonan glanced at it - the richest man in the city!

Wei Shuyu slanted his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth: "What? Don't you believe me?"

Zheng Xiaonan rolled his throat, suddenly felt that his deskmate might also be 'Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon', he nodded in a daze: "Trust!"

Wei Shuyu turned his eyes, wrote the second line of words by hand, and imitated the tune of the humble room inscription: "The goal is no longer big or small, as long as there is one."

Facing the blank sticky note under his hand, Zheng Xiaonan hesitated a little. What is he going to write, University H?Beyond Yan Hua?As Ji Ji said, he was thinking seriously, putting aside all the conceits and jokes in his heart, the more solemn he is, the more clearly aware of the gap between them...

Thinking about it, I couldn't help looking at Yan Hua. The post-it note was temporarily pasted on the stack of books by the other party. It seemed that it had been written. It was a little far away, so I couldn't see what was written, but I could tell it was two Chinese characters. Only two words.