As the saying goes: Dead friends do not die poor.

Wu Xiu felt that Hao Yunlai and Feng Fei must have misunderstood this sentence, and these two people were completely doomed. So he decided to teach these two people the right way at the cost of misleading charges.

Yang Shan squinted at the mouth of the cigarette case that he had opened towards him, and said with a smile: "Well, although what you said sounds reluctant, there is a little bit of truth.

The biggest flaw of me is that I am too upright. I will not let go of any student who violates discipline, but I will not wrong any good student.

Since there is insufficient evidence for the accusations against you now, then the three of you will go back to the classroom first, and I will investigate this matter again. Remember, you'd better not lie to me, or the consequences will be serious. ”

"Thank you, teacher!" Wu Xiu turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly he paused, seemed to think of something, and said: "By the way, teacher, I just heard Hao Yunlai and Feng Fei say that they felt very uncomfortable because their parents had gone out to work recently, and they were under too much pressure to study, so they wanted to use the wrong way of smoking to ease their mood. I think you have a lot of them, and you will definitely educate them both. ”

Yang Shan's brows furrowed, and he said with some displeasure: "You teach me to do things?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. Wu Xiu hurriedly shook his head and said, "Then you are busy, the three of us will go first." ”

Wu Xiu, Jiang Tian, and Zheng Peng walked to the door of the political and religious office, and when they turned around and saw Feng Fei and Hao Yun behind them, there was envy, worship, sadness, and anger in the eyes of the two people.

Wu Xiu was a little depressed, he really wanted to ask these two people: You envy and worship, and I reluctantly accept it. Sad, I can understand that you are very sad to be caught for smoking. But angry -- what are you angry about? Who made you confess so much to the director of the political and educational department before?

Some people say that the principle of being a man is: people do not fight with the sky, the people do not fight with officials, and individuals do not fight with leaders. Of course, this is just a kind of ridicule of some people's lives about them. They may be content with the status quo and settle with what happens. Or be forced to let the world go with the flow.

But this also shows from the side that the general leader will not like the people below to jump too much. If you make me happy, I'll give you a promotion. You make me sad, I'll let you fuck off.

Wu Xiu could see that Yang Shan's self-feeling was very good. He felt that he was not only a teacher, but also a leader. And now he is not only facing students, but also "poor students" who violate school rules.

So Wu Xiu thought that Hao Yunlai and Feng Fei had nothing to be angry about: Before you "confessed" just now, didn't you think about this consequence?

When the three of them walked out of the political and religious office, the sun was still warm outside, and a few loud shouts during the military training of the first year of high school could occasionally be heard not far away.

Buzz –

Wu Xiu's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, he took it out and looked at it, it was a text message from Luo Shiyu: "Why didn't you come to class?

Wu Xiu was depressed after a while: What do you mean by "again"? Everyone is a civilized and good student, am I the kind of person who likes to skip school and fight? It seems that I have to talk to Luo Shiyu about this topic in the future.

After thinking about it, Wu Xiu casually edited: "No, how is it possible? When I went back to the classroom just now, I met a teacher who asked me to do something for him. You know, I'm helpful, and besides, it's hard to say no to a teacher. Just finished busy and will be back soon. ”

After glancing at the text message again and making sure that there was no problem, Wu Xiu pressed the send button.

"Alas, Brother Xiu, as for you, you were caught smoking and taken to the political and religious office, just answer truthfully. The teacher asked you to help him do things, is the teacher blind?"

Wu Xiu's eyes that were originally staring at the screen looked up, only to see Jiang Tianzheng looking at his phone screen with a mocking expression.

Wu Xiu said angrily: "What do you mean? Why can't the teacher ask me to help me do things? Also, how can you casually look at other people's mobile phones? Don't you know that this is illegal and will infringe on other people's privacy?"

Jiang Tian glanced at Wu Xiu, pointed behind Wu Xiu, and said, "Then, you are standing at the door of the political and educational office with your mobile phone in the open, I just want to remind you that the school does not allow you to bring mobile phones." Since you don't know the hearts of good people, then you are welcome to continue. ”

Wu Xiu looked back at the office of the Political and Educational Office, and felt scared for a while.

No. 1 Middle School is very strict with students smuggling mobile phones, and if they are caught by their own teachers, the teachers generally keep them with them for a week. If the person concerned makes a good statement with the teacher, the teacher will return it.

Of course, there are also teachers who will hand it over directly to the class teacher. They don't want to care about these things, and they don't bother to take care of them.

If the head teacher is good at talking, the mobile phone will be detained for a period of time, and then the person concerned will write a review and guarantee, and it will be returned. The head teacher who is not good at talking is to let the parents receive it.

However, if the mobile phone is discovered by the teachers of the Political and Educational Office, according to their official rules, the mobile phone will be handed over to them for safekeeping until it is returned after the college entrance examination.

Wu Xiu couldn't help but think back to the fourth grade of elementary school, when black and white handheld computers were popular. It is a printed screen game machine with small games like tank battles, Tetris, table tennis, etc., with black and white screens.

This kind of handheld was ten dollars a piece, and ten dollars was a "huge amount of money" at that time. Wu Xiu saved pocket money for nearly a year before secretly going to the town with friends from the same village to buy it. He excitedly plays every day, even bringing it to school, between classes or in self-study classes.

One day in a self-study class, Wu Xiu was playing energetically, and suddenly a passing teacher appeared outside the window.

That's right, that teacher is just a passing teacher. After he found out, he took away Wu Xiu's beloved handheld and told Wu Xiu: Or, wait until you graduate from elementary school to return you. Or, let your parents pick it up in person.

Wu Xiu naturally didn't dare to tell his parents, and could only hope that the teacher was just talking.

But what Wu Xiu didn't expect was that not only did the teacher not return it, but he had fun playing every day.

Later, the class representative taught by the teacher once met Wu Xiu and told him, "You know what? When I went to get my homework book this afternoon, he was playing with your game console again. And not only did he play by himself, but he also taught us the music teacher to play, and the two of us were happy. ”

At that time, due to the lack of teachers at Samurai Elementary School, there was only one music teacher in the whole school, and it is said that he was a recent college graduate. Because she looks young and beautiful, she is the goddess in the hearts of many of their elementary school students.

Thinking that the teacher was forty or fifty years old, with a bald face with yellow muscles and thin muscles, and he was still "soaking" the goddess in his heart, and the "assistance" was still provided by himself, Wu Xiu repented so much that his intestines were blue.

However, the teacher did not break his promise, and on the day Wu Xiu graduated from elementary school, even when Wu Xiu himself forgot about it, he returned the handheld to Wu Xiu.

Wu Xiu clearly remembered that he saw his beloved handheld again: the shell was scratched, the buttons were sinking, and the back slot for the battery was broken.

In the end, as soon as Wu Xiu left the school, he angrily threw away the handheld.