"Yuchan, why didn't the catkins come?" The chalk hung in the air, not falling off for a long time, the right finger that heard the laughter shook inexplicably, and a sense of foreboding shrouded his heart, he was very surprised.

Ming Yuchan ran down, and after a while, she was sweating profusely and said, "She sleeps, but she can't wake up!"

"I'm too sleepy, let her sleep for a while!" he thought to himself, and the catkins stood clearly in front of him, shaking his white skirt.

He immediately threw down the chalk and ran out, the catkins did sleep, too ripe to forget to breathe, and next to the bed was an open bottle of medicine - sleeping pills.

He hurriedly called Na Guoqiang, and the school car rushed over, hugging the catkins with laughter, and left the dormitory in a panic, and almost fell down.

They hurriedly went to the city hospital, registration, injection, gastric lavage, watching the doctor's hurried pace, the frightened, anxious atmosphere surrounded Wen Ren, and he hurriedly answered the phone call of Liu Wu's parents.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

"I haven't woken up yet, and I still need half a day of observation!" said the attending doctor.

Liu Fu's parents came, forced into the house, and were blocked by the nurse.

Her mother was crying, and her father shouted at the nurse, "Show my daughter, my daughter is in trouble, and the first one will not spare you!" He was so mad that he stretched out his arm in front of the nurse, and was hurriedly stopped by the hearer and the headmaster.

"What's the matter, if you hit me, hit me!" he laughed and was furious.

"Don't be impulsive, it's important to save the child!" said Na Guoqiang.

"Shao'er just left, and Xu'er ...... again Ahh

Time crawls like a snail, like a blunt sword of punishment, tormenting people minute by minute, and they have completely forgotten what they think, but they just feel that they are unlucky.

He prayed for her to wake up, to repay him for his hard work, and to wish her a healthy growth.

Wen Ren sometimes regrets choosing a career as a teacher, and he really doesn't want to be a class teacher anymore, and the dangerous games of the students make him sad, and the safety issue always strains his nerves.

During the holidays, Wenren slept until dawn, and when school started, insomnia became his daily supper.

How many times I haven't eaten a meal have I forgotten, how many naps I haven't slept have also been forgotten.

I only remember Xie Suya's lonely figure, I only remember Yue'er's unfamiliar face, and I only remember the shame of Qiao Liang's father splashing urine at his feet.

Angry, angry, I have no choice but to punish myself for other people's mistakes.

Sometimes he really wants to shout: Students, be aware of your behavior, and parents, be aware of your behavior.

He thought melancholy, looking at their weeping faces, his heart was very uncomfortable.

After half a day, the attending doctor came out of the ward: "Wake up!"

His nose was sore, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, he pretended to be relieved, and hurriedly went to the toilet to wipe away the tears.

"The body is extremely weak, control your emotions so as not to irritate the patient!" the doctor instructed them.

"Hey, do you smell people? Come back soon, Yang Yuelong and Principal Yu fought!"

He had just come out of the toilet when his cell phone rang, and a calm and anxious voice came from inside.

"Why?"

"Rating!"

"You deal with it, I'm in the hospital now, I can't go back!"

"No, whoever persuades you to quarrel, now you can't find Yang Yuelong!"

Calmly said something that made Wen Ren laugh and almost fainted, Liu Wu had just woken up and urgently needed someone to take care of him, and Yang Yuelong was gone.

If Yang Yuelong can't be found, it's strange if Yang Yu doesn't tear him.

He endured his composure, walked into the ward, persuaded the catkins who got up, comforted a few words, and forcibly calmed down, walked out, bought some supplements, and returned to the ward, when the phone rang again.

At this time, Liu Fu's mother stood up and said, "I want you to break the bill again, Su'er is fine, if you are busy, go back first!"

Hearing someone exhale her father's whispered explanation. Shaking his head and sighing, he followed the driver away, leaving the principal in the hospital for the time being.

When he returned home, it was already time to eat, and there was still no Yang Yuelong in dormitory 102, so he asked the other students before he understood the truth.

It turned out that after Na Guoqiang left, the basketball game was hosted by Yu Yanmei, and the finals were held between the third and sixth classes.

The battle for the championship and runner-up was fierce, and in the final two minutes, the sixth class was only more than half of the third class, and Yang Yuelong threw a three-pointer in the last second, which was ruled invalid.

Yang Yuelong was angry, and said loudly: "There is bias and direction." ”

The students of Class 3 also shouted loudly: "There is bias and direction." Yu Yanmei ignored it and wrote on the general ruling: First place: Class 6.

"Phew, what's it!" Yang Yuelong scolded loudly.

"Come here, who are you scolding?" Yu Yanmei grabbed Yang Yuelong, and eight or nine students immediately surrounded him.

"Spread me!" Yang Yuelong's eyes rolled, even more fierce than a crocodile.

"Who were you scolding just now?"

"I'll let you go of me!"

"The trouble, the second one has also been canceled, it's all used to it, let you, a ruffian, be a sports commissioner. ”

Yu Yanmei looked at the savage guy, and was afraid that the fight would damage her image, so she got off the donkey down the slope and let go under the persuasion of other teachers.

Yang Yuelong loosened his shoulders, rubbed the folds on his chest and said, "It's about the same!"

There was chaos in front of the basketball pile, some laughed, some cried, some applauded, and some paused, and the students of the two classes scolded each other, and all the teachers of the Political and Educational Office went out to stop the turmoil.

"If you meet a ghost, you obviously entered, but it doesn't mean that it's invalid. Yang Yuelong's face darkened even more, and he threw out of the crowd and strode away.

"Bullying!" I said angrily after hearing this, "Is it unfair to say that the beauty of the metaphor is clear?" ”

Someone muttered and walked out of the dormitory. The light rain fell, and the wet yellow leaves drifted away with the wind, and the courtyard was in a mess, and he walked straight home, without eating or sleeping.

The loudspeaker at Ren's school shouted his name, and for the first time in his life, he skipped evening self-study.

"Hell, where did you hear the people!" Yu Yanmei was very annoyed, shouted and shouted on the loudspeaker, turned around and turned around the classroom, but he was nowhere to be seen, Yang Yuelong was not there, and the class was unusually quiet.

The light rain fell all night, and when I got up in the morning, I was drenched, and the autumn wind blew the light rain on my face, and I felt a chill.

Yu Yanmei found him, said with a stiff face: "Wenren, why didn't you go to class for self-study at night?"

"Headache!" he lied, his face unchanged.

"Did Yang Yuelong find it?" Yu Yanmei sat on her side and said as soon as the topic changed.

"Nope!"

"You must be optimistic about your class, if you fight with the sixth class, you will talk to you about something, and Yang Yuelong has a murder weapon!" Yu Yanmei raised his eyes and said seriously.

"You deserve to fight, is it all Yang Yuelong's fault, you judged the score unfairly, the first was not given to us, and the second was really canceled?"

"Violations of discipline must be corrected!"

"Okay, if it doesn't be given or canceled, we won't participate in any school activities in the future!" Wen Ren laughed and waved his right hand in the air, "That's fair, you call revenge!"

"Is it worth it to break the award? You call it shielding students and disrespecting leaders!"

Yu Yanmei's face was covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, and it was gloomy, and there was a sporadic light rain like this ghost weather—spittle stars flying sideways.

"Why isn't it worth it, the student's enterprising, the student's emotion!"

It was already summer on Wenren's face, lightning and thunder, and the wind roared, and he walked out of the office and turned into the classroom.

"You go to Yang Yuelong, escaping is a sign of a bad bag!"

Yang Yuelong slept in Ge San's dormitory for a whole night, and the next morning he didn't get out of breath until he returned to the dormitory when it was time to eat.

"Sooner or later, we have to clean up the beauty of the metaphor. He muttered to himself.

When he saw Yang Yuelong, he confiscated his axe, and he searched all the boys' dormitories with lightning speed, but found no other murder weapons, and his mood relaxed slightly.

Liu Fu was really lucky, the ghost didn't take her soul, and when she was about to close the ghost gate, she was dragged back by the angel in white.

When she covered the fluffy quilt and put dozens of pills into her stomach, it was too late to regret it.

Heaven and earth were in chaos, the black whirlwind swirled, she flew up as light as a feather, hovering in the whirlwind, empty on all sides, and the tip of the whirlwind emitted a faint light.

Shao'er beckoned on the tip, Yuchan flew around, and Teacher Wenren also flew, holding her anxious expression, faintly hearing Zhong Qi's voice and the cry of her parents.

She felt so thirsty, she drank the crimson water, which was slightly bitter and slightly astringent, and she was ignorant, and she didn't know anything else.

When she woke up, her parents were snuggling next to her and sobbing quietly, and Teacher Wenren was also standing beside her.

Relatives saw her coming, leaders saw her coming, and roommates in dormitory 201 saw her coming.

She felt very warm, she looked at the infinite gratitude, and tears couldn't help but wet her sleeves.

The horn was calling Wenren's name again, and Hao Qian's milky voice polluted the air in Yunqiao, and he was very flustered and galloped to Yu Yanmei's office.

"Look, this was written by a student in your class!"

Yu Yanmei half-stood up and sat down suddenly, leaning on the chair, pointing to a stack of papers on the table, and said to Wenren angrily: "Love letters, write love letters in class." ”

"Hell, bad luck is here again. He said to himself with a smile.