Zhang Xingming said: "I didn't look at it at first, before I came over, this one was pressing the one that ran to the ground and cutting it, and after cutting it, he stood up and turned around and was just about to leave, and that one jumped up and was a board." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThat's it. ”

Principal Zhou turned his head to look at the stool board thrown to the side, nodded, and stood up with his knees on his hands.

Principal Zhou stood up and looked at the unconscious student lying in a pool of blood, thought for a while, and said, "Did you call the police?"

Zhang Xingming said: "I don't know, I only called them to call an ambulance." ”

Principal Zhou turned his head and asked the head teacher, "Did you call the police?"

The head teacher of the seventh class shook his head and said, "No, I heard about this and ran this way, how can I call the police? ”

Principal Zhou nodded and said to Zhang Xingming: "You work hard for a while, wait for the ambulance to come, and I will go to the office to understand the situation." ”

Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "Okay, principal, you're busy." ”

The principal led a group of teachers to the office, and the head teacher began to organize the students to clean up the scene, straighten the tables, and pick up everything.

When the class bell rang, the students all returned to their seats, and Zhang Xingming took up a large area here, and the students who sat here moved their desks to the window to sit.

Teacher Keren came over with a book, was stunned for a moment when he saw the situation in the classroom, looked at Zhang Xingming, carefully walked around to the podium, and said, "Take out the book, turn to page 32, and study by yourself." ”

Then he put down the book, walked over and asked Zhang Xingming in a whisper, "How is this?"

Zhang Xingming said: "It's nothing, just lie down for a few days with a few stitches, and I was hit on the back of my head, and I guess I had a concussion." ”

The teacher patted Zhang Xingming's shoulder and stopped talking.

There was a sound of clattering shoes in the corridor, and when he walked to the door of the classroom, Zhang Xingming turned his head to see that Teacher Wang Xiaoli was staring at him.

In this era, there were no high-heeled shoes that hated the sky in later generations, and regardless of men and women, the heels would be nailed to iron soles, so it was sometimes difficult to tell whether it was a man or a woman when listening to walking.

Teacher Wang smiled at the teachers in the classroom, nodded, and then said to Zhang Xingming, "You will come to the office later." Then he left angrily, Zhang Xingming's eyes: No, buddy, this is going to be beaten again, how difficult is it to do something good?

Halfway through the class, the ambulance arrived, a few people came in, the nurse took over, Zhang Xingming was liberated, stood up straight, and walked helplessly to the office of the language group, unconsciously touching the left shoulder socket while walking, it really hurts.

I stumbled to the door of the office of the Chinese teaching and research group, and quietly glanced in through the crack in the door.

Wang Hui, the head teacher of the third class, was training a student in his class, Zhou Tianying and her mother were writing lesson plans, Teacher Wang Xiaoli was sitting there holding a book and flipping through it, and several other teachers were sitting there watching Wang Hui train students, watching the excitement.

"Tell me, what's going on? Hmm? Why didn't anyone else go, so you went and got it?"

The boy stood on the edge of the office with his head bowed and did not squeak.

The third class is a strong sports class, half of the boys in their class are from the school sports team, and they are all tall and tall, which is the class with the most mixed students in Zhang Xingming's class.

It may be that this student didn't squeak and annoyed Wang Hui, she started to move, pushed the boy violently, and said, "Are you dumb? Can you talk? How can this make you dumb?

The boy was pushed back two steps by her, and there he was standing. Wang Hui slapped the table and shouted, "Are you reasonable?" What are you doing there?"

The boy frowned and took two steps forward, standing on the edge of the desk, Wang Hui pushed him hard: "Are you still angry? ”

The boy lowered his head, was pushed hard by Wang Hui pulling his clothes, and clenching his fists was purely subconscious, but this time Wang Hui was holding on to it.

"Are you going to beat me up? Wang Hui's roars filled the office.

The boy probably couldn't stand it anymore, so he looked up and said, "When am I going to beat you?"

Wang Hui stood up, pulled the boy's clothes and squeezed vigorously: "Who is unreasonable? Who is unreasonable? Who are you scolding? Who are you scolding?"

Two teachers on the side silently leaned on the table, shrugging their shoulders.

Zhou Tianying's mother frowned, put down the pen, took off the glasses, and turned her head to look at Wang Hui.

The half-grown boy in the Northeast was originally more temperamental, and the boy was annoyed by the pushing, took a step back, pulled the clothes out of Wang Hui's hand, and said, "When did I scold you?

When he pulled his clothes, he may have pulled Wang Hui's hand painfully, and she kept the nails that few women in this era would have.

Wang Hui stood up suddenly, raised his hands and grabbed the boy's face: "I'll grass your mother, hit me, beat me, I'll grass your mother." ”

It was impossible for the boy to let her catch her face, reached out and grabbed her two hands, and pushed her back, which was even worse, Wang Hui's tears came out, his hair was messed up, and Zhang Fei began to cry with a broken knife.

She screamed, "I'll grass your mother." "While grabbing the boy's face, he kicked and scratched.

Now the other people in the office couldn't sit still, and got up to stop her, and she pulled the teacher who came over to pull her aside, scolding and rushing at the boy.

Zhou Tianying's mother couldn't stand it anymore, slapped the table, and said, "What is this like, what is this for, you Xiao Wang?"

Wang Hui pointed at the boy and said, "He scolded me, he still wants to beat me, Mr. Zhao, don't you see it?"

Teacher Zhao shook his head and said, "This is the office, if you want to make trouble, go to the playground to make trouble." ”

Her husband is the principal, Wang Hui was panting angrily, but he didn't dare to fight back, and a few female teachers on the side dragged her, so she stood there wiping her tears and scolding.

The boy in the third class had almost retreated to Zhang Xingming's side, Zhang Xingming stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes, he looked back, Zhang Xingming whispered: "Let's go, you, what are you waiting for?"

The boy turned his head to look at Wang Hui, and Zhang Xingming said, "Go you, what else can she do, she will have to be endless when you are here." ”

The boy gritted his teeth and turned out of the office.

The two female teachers over there whispered to persuade Wang Hui, but no one noticed that the boy was leaving.

Wang Xiaoli walked over, stretched out her hand and slapped Zhang Xingming's head, saying, "You have a lot of ghost ideas." You're going to gaha again today? Hmmm? Why are you so capable? Huh?"

Asking a question, Zhang Xingming stepped back painfully and said, "Teacher, I didn't get involved today, I just watched him shed so much blood to help deal with it, otherwise he wouldn't have to die of such a big mouth, you didn't look at the ground, so big." ”

Teacher Wang stretched out his hand and twisted it on his arm, it really hurt now, Zhang Xingming jumped up like a burning buttocks, and his other hand quickly rubbed the twisted place, and said, "Ah, it hurts, teacher, I was wrong, I was wrong." ”

Teacher Wang said: "Do you know a lot, can you bear it? Are you bold?"

Teacher Bian didn't squeak just now, she looked down on Wang Hui a little, and at this time she came over with a tea jar, drinking it, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang Xingming, what's wrong?"

Wang Xiaoli said: "It's class, I went to the class to take a look, this kid is not there." When I asked, I said it was in class seven. Didn't the two boys fight between classes just now, and it was quite heavy.

I went over to see that this thing was covering people's wounds there, and there was so much blood on the ground, you said he was not afraid. Why are you so capable, why are you so bold, there are you everywhere, there are you everywhere. ”

Another series of blows, Zhang Xingming inhaled the cool air and said: "It hurts, teacher, I can't guarantee it in the future, guarantee, ah, it hurts." ”