Eye of the Leopard

Friday morning, October 10.

Boom, boom, boom, boom...

On the stairs of the teaching building, a group of high school students ran to the top of the building with messy steps.Only the delicate boy in the middle kept pace with the fat girl.

He is leading her to run.

The two ran to the top of the building, and the fire door in the center had been opened towards the southwest corner, apparently being pushed open by the person in front.The two rushed to the top of the building with their classmates.

Delicate boys let go of fat girls.

The girl stopped: "Xiao Xu, let's stay in the middle of the building. I'm afraid to stand on the edge."

Xiao Xu stopped with her.The students from behind rushed behind them, huddled in the southwest corner of the roof and whispering.

Xiao Xu stared at the central fire door, worrying amid the sound of morning reading.When will the class teacher come up?How did this strike end?Such a delay in study, will he be farther away from Fudan University?But the students made a decision, shouldn't he stand with the students?

He unconsciously raised his eyes and looked northeast.

Clear skies.

A gray-brown woodsnipe flits past the laboratory building.The laboratory building is two floors higher than the teaching building, and the roof is empty.

"Little Xu? Xu Yiqing?"

Xu Yiqing came back to her senses, and met the person who called him.

The fat white man stood next to the fire door: "Xiao Xu, it's almost eight o'clock, and the monitor is still there. I proposed a class strike in the group, and I'm standing here now. The monitor agreed to strike, so why don't you come now? You said that the situation is imminent." , Is she afraid that she will not be able to walk in the future, so she retreats?"

Xu Yiqing said: "The class monitor can take the entrance examination for Peking University by herself, and doesn't need to be recommended. She probably has something to do at the bottom."

The fat white man said: "But she is a girl after all, it's normal to be afraid suddenly."

"Who said I was scared?" The tall slender girl ran to Xu Yiqing from outside the fire door, panting, "I stayed on the ground floor of the teaching building just now, and told the class teacher that our class is on the top floor."

Xu Yiqing asked: "Squad leader, is the head teacher behind you?"

"There is also the dean." The monitor turned around and stood in a row with Xu Yiqing and the chubby girl. "I saw the head teacher go back and led the dean to come, so I ran up first. Maybe only 2 minutes faster than them. "

There was the sound of chaotic footsteps on the fire stairs.As the voice approached, the fat white man poked his head inside the door, turned around and said, "Teachers are here."

The teaching director went out of the fire door first.He is of medium build, with mottled white patches on his face because of vitiligo.

The head teacher and math teacher of Class [-] followed.She went to the classroom in the morning and found that there was only one female classmate left in the classroom. She learned from the class monitor that the students were gathered on the top of the building.In case something major happens, the big leader can share her responsibility.

At this time, she was thinking: solve this matter in front of the dean, maybe she can continue to be the class teacher of the third class.Persuading the squad leader is the easiest way to end.

She said: "Squad leader, I just handed over your evaluation materials to the grade leader, and you treat me like this?"

The squad leader was so moved by her that he opened his mouth and remained silent.

"Think about it again. As the class monitor, you took the lead in the strike. Do you want to be punished instead of being judged as excellent?" The head teacher became stern and threatened her.

"Ms. Zheng, personal honor is personal honor. This strike is a collective decision of class three." The monitor replied.

Teacher Zheng, the teacher in charge, had to switch to another person and asked, "My math class representative, do I treat you badly?"

"Mr. Zheng, you are very kind to me, so I will stand aside and not participate. But I have no objection to other students." The fat white man stood aside.

Teacher Zheng was helpless.

Seeing that she couldn't handle it, the dean walked three steps forward, bypassing Zheng Lihua, and went to the front of the students.

He doesn't know these students.The squad leader looked fine.The fat white man slid aside.Compared with delicate boys, fat girls are weaker.

He asked: "This female classmate, tell me, why do you want to strike?"

The fat girl blushed, bit her lip and muttered.

Xu Yiqing looked directly at the dean at the same table: "Mr. Mao, let me speak."

The dean said, "What's your name? Do you hold a position in the third class?"

"My name is Xu Yiqing, and I'm the representative of the Chinese class of Class [-]. We went on strike to replace Teacher Zheng. She just took over our class this semester, but she often entrusts the mathematics class representative with class affairs, and class affairs are handed over to the monitor," Xu Yiqing said. Huo Suo, "Yesterday she explained that she had lost energy playing cards all night, and asked Chen Haozhe to evaluate the monthly exam papers for her, while she dozed off beside her."

The students behind him cheered: "That's right." "If you don't take the class well, you are not worthy of being a teacher." "Chen Haozhe takes the class."

The dean said: "If you have opinions about the teacher, you can communicate with Teacher Zheng, or you can report to the group leader of the second year of high school. When I receive comments, I will ask Teacher Zheng to improve. Why doesn't the monitor of your class help the students to report it?"

The class leader thought: If I report it alone, the school is more likely to be perfunctory and not accept the opinion.

Respectfully: "Mr. Mao, we don't have a suitable opportunity to respond."

"We...we want to replace Teacher Zheng directly, and we don't want her to improve." Xu Yiqing said the class discussion opinion.He is 17 years old and doesn't know how to step down the teacher.

The head teacher said: "I only got divorced in August, and my son just entered college, and the tuition fee has not been paid. I don't want to live anymore if you treat me like this!"

Since the beginning of school, the head teacher mentioned privacy for the first time.Surprised, Xu Yiqing glanced aside at the monitor.The squad leader's expression remained unchanged.

The front teacher in charge had bloodshot eyes again.Xu Yiqing couldn't bear to take a closer look, and looked over her shoulder at the laboratory building.

Is there another figure in a red dress on the roof?But being far away and looking up from the bottom, Xu Yiqing couldn't see the face of the girl in the red dress clearly.

The dean said: "I will report to the principal after I have reported the matter of changing teachers. The monitor will take the students back to the classroom first."

The squad leader hesitated: If we go back now, this matter will be considered fruitless.

The school bell rang at eight o'clock.

Before Xu Yiqing's eyes, the figure in the red dress suddenly fell from the seventh floor.There was a muffled sound of "boom" on the ground, as if a large bucket was thrown down.

Xu Yiqing's heart beat faster in an instant, and her hands were shaking non-stop.Five years later, how could he see him jumping off a building again?

The dean heard the noise, went to the east edge of the roof and looked down.One twists and kicks on the playground.Blood splattered everywhere, brightening the red dress.

The squad leader glanced at the empty roof of the laboratory building, and took the opportunity to whisper to Xu Yiqing: "Xiao Xu, ask the dean to replace Teacher Zheng immediately. The dean is in charge of arranging classes for teachers, and he can count on words. I will help you. Since we are on strike Here it is, it will be done.”

There was a commotion from the students behind: "Did someone jump from the laboratory building just now?" "Did you see who it was?" "It's scary, don't watch it."

The dean returned to the fire door.

Xu Yiqing didn't calm down from her panic, but still remembered to trust the monitor: "Mr. Mao, replace Mr. Zheng before we return to the classroom." She subconsciously rubbed her hands together, only to feel that her hands were icy cold.

The squad leader said: "Mr. Mao, the wind on the roof is strong, and the students are prone to catch a cold if it blows too much. If you can solve it, let us solve it."

The dean was threatened by these students, his face was livid, and he thought: this class will be dismantled later, too united is not conducive to management.Currently priority is given to students lying on the playground.

Verbally promised: "Go down quickly. Your class will be replaced with the best math teacher!"

He greeted Mr. Zheng.The two strode downstairs.

The monitor turned to face the classmates: "The math teacher has been replaced, everyone go back to the classroom." He pulled Xu Yiqing to Chen Haozhe's side.She kept looking at the dean, and didn't witness the moment of jumping off the building, only heard the sound, which was not affected much.But Xu Yiqing next to him was in a trance.

Students from Classes [-] and [-] in high school passed in front of her.The chubby girls were also crowded downstairs by other girls.

Xu Yiqing's complexion gradually recovered.

Class monitor Zhao Jiayi asked: "Xiao Xu, your face was frighteningly pale just now. Were you scared by jumping off the building?"

"I also think of other people." Xu Yiqing reluctantly replied, "I have known Teacher Zheng since the first day I entered the school. She was very considerate of the students. I don't know if it is right for us to strike this time."

"That's all, what else are you thinking about, right?" The fat white man Chen Haozhe said, "The other students have all gone down, let's go too."

He and Xu Yiqing went down the last wave.Zhao Jiayi was at the back.

Xu Yiqing said: "Why do classmates always commit suicide? The first way to die is to jump off a building..."

Chen Haozhe said: "College students and above are occasionally hanged."

"The most common ones are jumping off buildings." Xu Yiqing insisted, "Why are they all jumping off buildings?"

"Because you can die like a bird?" Zhao Jiayi behind was not sure, "The classroom is quite boring."

Chen Haozhe said: "Jumping from a building is easy to operate. Isn't there an urge to jump down from a high place? I forgot what it was called. What do you think, monitor?"

"I don't know. Isn't there someone in your bed who studies TOEFL every day? Ask him later." Zhao Jiayi turned her head to look at the roof of the teaching building for the last time.

According to her way of thinking, it is natural for the parent committee to negotiate with the school to change the teacher.But last night, the students were outraged, she couldn't resist the will of the group, she was stuck on a tiger, and agreed to strike.Now the pressure is even greater.

She thought: 57 students participated in this strike.Bashu is also a famous school.The law does not blame the public, and it is impossible to punish all students at once.But I will definitely not get the recommended quota.Who will pay for the follow-up punishment?

The roof was empty, and the students did all go down.

She took up the previous topic: "That classmate committed suicide probably because of the pressure. The act of jumping off is especially symbolic of relief."

"Oh, suicide is not worth it. It will be easy when I arrive at university in another year and a half." Chen Haozhe said, "I have my back to the laboratory building, and I haven't seen anything. Monitor, how can you be sure that person committed suicide?"

"After the man jumped down, I took a look at the roof. There was no one else around." Zhao Jiayi said.

"Before that girl jumped down, she was the only one on the roof of the laboratory building." Xu Yiqing testified.

"Then she probably committed suicide." Chen Haozhe believed it.

The three descended the fire stairs.

Xu Yiqing went down by touching the handrail of the stairs.There is no dust on the handrails, so it is expected that the aunts often clean them.Usually no one goes up the stairs, and the aunts don't lock the doors.

He looked out over the playground from the small window in the stairwell.Osmanthus rosy branches and golden bracelets, the fragrance of osmanthus enters the spleen.Class teacher Zheng Lihua was bending over and vomiting on the playground, blocking the girls in red skirts on the ground.