Yin Menglin pushed the door open suddenly, because she was in a hurry, Yin Menglin was still out of breath when she pushed the door open, and after a few seconds, after she was gasping for breath.

Yin Menglin raised her voice and said to Zuo Fei, "What good things have you done?"

As soon as Yin Menglin turned her head, she saw the wreckage of the fan in the corner, and anger and indignation welled up in her heart.

She turned her head and said to Zuo Fei again: "What's going on? How could a fan fall off for no reason? I don't know how dangerous this is? The classmates in the seventh class of the third year of high school are really like snakes and rats with you!"

When Yin Menglin blurted out these words, Zuo Fei's face immediately sank, and the expressions of the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school were also unhappy.

Zuo Fei pushed his glasses slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Where did the principal come from to say such a thing? How can this be called what the students of the third and seventh classes of high school and I did? Isn't the mistake of this matter caused by such an accident caused by the school's long-standing repair? If you want to say that you are wrong, it should be you." ”

Yin Mengli was choked again, and what Zuo Fei said pierced her heart like a cold arrow. More than once she wondered if what she had been holding on to was right from before to now.

She suddenly felt that she was really useless. Why did she come to this school to take charge of this school, so many things happened that were completely different from her before, which seriously impacted her three views, and she didn't know what she should do at all.

Is academic qualifications really important? Are people who don't study well bad at even doing other things? Are there many things in this school that almost make a big mistake because they don't care about it at all?

These questions coiled around her mind, and she was extremely tired.

She suddenly didn't want to care about Zuo Fei and the people in the seventh class of the third year of high school, so let Zuo Fei toss, as long as the result was good.

Yin Menglin felt that she needed to calm down, she only waved her hand, and said tiredly: "Okay, even if I say the wrong thing in this matter, it's my fault, I will call someone to fix it." But you yourself set a goal for the seventh class of the third year of high school and your own, and I still hope you can achieve it anyway. With that, he quietly turned around and left.

Yin Menglin's entire back looked extremely lonely, at a loss, and without a feeling of dependence.

Zuo Fei didn't say anything, just looked at Yin Menglin's back until she disappeared around the corner.

In fact, he also knew Yin Menglin's thoughts, and knew that this was what most people thought.

In the eyes of most people, academic qualifications represent the quality of a person and whether a person is excellent.

Zuo Fei did not graduate from primary school, but he was taught by a famous teacher, and his experience is not something that everyone can do and get.

And the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school are all people who either don't listen to discipline or are passive and slack, which of course gives people the feeling of super bad students.

Zuo Fei likes to play tricks on others, always giving people a sense of deviance, and the seventh class of the third year of high school may need such a different teacher to discipline them, which is really an excellent match.

Zuo Fei saw more and more people gathered outside the classroom, inside and out, all of whom wanted to watch inside, and wanted to know what was going on, and there was even no shortage of people who fell into the ground.

It's past the end of class, everyone has stayed long enough, and the matter between him and the seventh class of the third year of high school has not yet been finished and has not been resolved.

But there is no way, Zuo Fei doesn't want him to show the solution with the seventh class of high school in front of others, and everything that should be solved will be solved.

He hoped that he could add the bond of Class 7 to be deeper, and he hoped that they could cooperate better.

Zuo Fei turned around and looked at the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school and said, "Let's get out of class." You go back first, and I'll settle the matter." ”

The students in the seventh class of the third year of high school didn't move, and Zhang Liang even said, "Teacher, will you come again tomorrow?"

"Absolutely. In fact, Zuo Fei was very surprised to hear this, he didn't know if he was already a needed existence for the students in the seventh class of the third year of high school.

He couldn't help but chuckle, sure enough, it was just a group of stinky children who lacked love.

When Zhang Liang said this, he also felt incredible to himself. It turns out that they already need Zuo Fei's existence?

This is the first bond between Class 7 and Zuo Fei in the third year of high school, and in later life, their bond will become deeper and deeper.

After hearing his words, the students were all relieved.

They sparsely began to put away their textbooks and leave the classroom to prepare for home.

Zuo Fei still remembers Yu Qingqiu, who was resting in the school doctor's room.

Even if Zuo Fei and the classmates in the seventh class of high school have the idea of going on with each other, it does not mean that he will not settle accounts with the classmates of the seventh class of the third year of high school.

And the most important thing is the matter of his newly adopted younger brother, Yu Qingqiu. Everyone in the seventh class of the third year of high school who was walking home suddenly felt a chill behind their backs, and their hearts were hairy, as if something was about to befall them.

Zuo Fei packed up his things and slowly walked to the place where the fan fell, he silently closed his eyes, trying to sense if there were other forces interfering in this space.

Nothing. Zuo Fei opened his eyes.

This is impossible, although Zuo Fei is young, he is extremely talented, he can be better than him in ordinary life, and even avoid people who make small moves from him, he thinks that he has not yet been born.

This matter was like being pricked by a needle, leaving a trace in Zuo Fei's heart.

After that, all kinds of mysteries will sting his heart from time to time on the basis of this matter, and even leave a major wound on Zuo Fei's soul in the end, until a long time before he recovered.

However, this is a matter of later on, and it is impossible to predict the direction of events now.

Because he couldn't get any information from it, Zuo Fei was now on his way to the school doctor's office.

When he walked to the door of the school doctor's office, he only heard Yu Qingqiu's chuckle suddenly coming from inside, and the sound that he seemed to be talking happily with others.

At this time, is there anyone still coming to the school doctor's office? Zuo Fei thought to himself, and quietly pushed the door open.

I saw that in the school doctor's room, Yu Qingqiu was still sitting on the edge of the rest bed, and the person standing at the head of the bed talking to Yu Qingqiu had his back to Zuo Fei, because he couldn't see clearly in the backlight.

Yu Qingqiu saw Zuo Fei who was pushing open the door at a glance, and immediately happily handed over Zuo Fei: "Brother Zuo Fei, you are here!"

After the person standing at the head of the bed, he turned around, and at this time, Zuo Fei clearly saw that this person was the female school doctor - Ning Qing.

The evening breeze blew the curtains, and the scenery of the people in the school infirmary was so frozen.