What the girl said just now, everyone just joined in the fun and coaxed. And at this moment, Shi Dalong said this sentence that really resonated with everyone.

"Teacher, you haven't given me back that wolf temptation of mine yet. ”

"Teacher, it's time to return my new phone that you confiscated, right?"

"Teacher, I was late for the last semester, and you fined me fifty yuan, saying that it was added to the class fee. The class fee is useless, you should give me back the money, right?"

The shouts in the classroom came and went, basically all of them were to ask the head teacher to return the things and pay the money, I really don't know where the head teacher in front of me has collected so many things in two or three years.

When the shouting gradually subsided, the head teacher still looked calm, and bent down to bring up a canvas bag from under the lectern.

"Everything you want is here, wait for ...... after class"

"What are you waiting for after class, give it to us now!"

The second half of the head teacher's words made Shi Dalong's shouts suppressed, and then Shi Dalong took the lead and rushed to the podium, picked up the canvas bag, and poured all the contents on the podium.

With his big head, the other classmates didn't have much to be reserved, but everyone who had been confiscated rushed forward.

In a moment, the classroom turned into a vegetable market, and the head teacher was squeezed out of the most popular "stall" in minutes.

In the face of such a chaotic scene, the head teacher still looked calm, did not pay attention to the people on the podium, but walked down the aisle to the back of the classroom with his head down.

"yes, what are you waiting for class to end? I'm no longer a teacher, so how can I care about you anymore. Sooner or later, the debt will have to be repaid. ”

The head teacher seemed to be talking to himself, and as if he was confiding in the students present, but unfortunately no one listened to him except himself.

He slowly walked past every desk in the classroom, stopping somewhere from time to time, pulling a few bills from his wallet and placing them on the desk.

"Zhang Haiyang, who was late five times, was fined fifty. ”

"Ju Yanli. Eat in class. A fine of ten dollars. ”

"Gong Xinchen ......"

"Li Zhen ......"

“……”

"Well, it's almost, it's all paid off. Alas, being a teacher to the end. It's not student retention that you get. Instead, it's here to pay off the debt. I'm a real failure as a teacher. ”

The head teacher turned his head to look at the people on the podium who were still looking for their things, and couldn't help but sigh again.

"Well, I wanted to educate you well. I've even tried to learn from successful educators before. Teacher Qin of Feicheng No. 2 Middle School. More than 100 students from Tsinghua University and Peking University have been educated with the happy teaching method, and more than 300 students have been educated, and the undergraduate admission rate of the class he led is as high as 90%. He said that you should be friends with your students and that all students trust you as a person before they believe in what you teach them. I tried to make friends with you, but you didn't trust me, and I failed.

Teacher Guan of Licheng No. 3 Middle School, with militarized management education, has brought out more than 200 students from Tsinghua University and Peking University in more than 20 years, and the undergraduate admission rate of his class is nearly 100%. He said that students are soldiers, teachers are generals, and the discipline of the army is that soldiers must obey orders unconditionally. Only if students follow the teacher's education style, they will definitely be admitted to major universities. I tried to manage you, but at that time, you were just beginning to be willing to be friends with me, and you did not obey my orders at all, and I failed again.

I feel that I have been in a state of failure for more than two years in this class.

Well, in fact, more than these two years, my life has been in a state of failure from the beginning. I was born into a working-class family, and when I was a child, I didn't study hard, and I only knew how to play around all day, and in the end, I didn't even get into college. It was my parents who pulled down their faces and begged for gifts that sent me to a teacher's college.

When I was in the teacher's college, I didn't go to class all day, and all I thought about was which girl was beautiful and which school girl was simple and easy to deceive. To tell you the truth, I harmed more girls than the whole class at that time......"

"Woo...... Teacher, just blow it, as long as you look like this, who can make you a scourge. You're about to leave, don't you tell the truth?"

The head teacher was babbling to himself, but he didn't expect that someone was really listening to him, but most of the few listeners were still listening with the mood of watching jokes. For example, the girl who interjected, after sarcastically saying a word to him, even put up a gesture of contempt.

The head teacher didn't care if someone interrupted him, just smiled lightly and continued: "Haha, you don't believe it because you haven't seen my past. At that time, I was also a handsome guy. It's just that later, I played around and showed mercy everywhere, causing an accident, and a girl became pregnant.

At that time, I remember very clearly that the girl ran up to me and cried that she had my child. I just chuckled in my heart, ignored her, turned her head and left. Men, there should be a chic person who lifts his pants and doesn't admit it.

Originally, I thought that I would never see that girl again, and even if I saw her, it had nothing to do with me, unless she wanted to sleep with me again.

But who knows, a few days later, the girl found me again. Only this time I didn't know that she was alone, as well as his parents, brother and a whole bunch of relatives. There were probably more than 20 people, and they surrounded me in the corner of the playground and beat me for more than two hours. It wasn't the first time I've been beaten, but it was the last time I've been beaten.

I don't know how I got out of that corner of the playground, but I remember that two teachers took me to the hospital.

When I was clear again, the doctor told me that I had only two teeth left in my mouth, a misaligned cheekbone on the left side of my face, a cracked bone in my skull with a slight concussion, and that I could no longer grow hair on the left side of my head.

Well, the way I look now, after the beating, is it hard for you to imagine how handsome I was before. ”

Speaking of which. The head teacher looked up and smiled at the class, in fact, from the very beginning of the class, he smiled from time to time. It's just that this time it feels like his smile has a hint of coldness, which makes people shudder.

It's strange that I don't know when it started, but the classroom was quiet, and everyone was listening to the head teacher tell his story.

"I was in the hospital for a whole month. During that time, my parents were always with me. Merely. They weren't happy. Well, maybe they're not sad either, all they have is anger, such unassuming anger at me.

A month later. I was discharged from the hospital. Back to school. This time. I realized that my affairs were in a big uproar at school, as if the parents of the pregnant girl were entangled with the parents of several girls who had been harmed by me. They went to the principal and asked for an explanation that I had to be kicked out of school.

But then I wasn't kicked out, and I graduated from the teacher's college safely, do you know why?

Because it was my parents who helped me again. On that day, my father and mother knelt for hours in front of his son's killer, and begged the principal for a long time, and finally saved my chance to study at the teacher college with 100,000 yuan in compensation.

100,000 yuan, at that time, how many families in China could come up with 100,000 yuan? That money was only scraped together by my parents selling their house and selling their own years of service for more than ten years.

Since then, my parents have no jobs, no shelter, and they don't even have any savings left to heal my injuries.

Do you know how I got down in my last year at the teacher's college, because my parents relied on picking up garbage and collecting scraps for me to finish?

Eventually, I graduated and got my diploma from the teacher's college, and I was finally able to find a job.

But at this time, I realized that I couldn't find a job at all. Because in my hometown, my reputation has become stinky, and no school, even a small private kindergarten, will accept me.

There was no way, so our family of three could only push a tattered tricycle and come to this city far from home.

I made a break from everything I had done and started all over here, and found a job as a primary school Chinese teacher. I thought my life was going to get better, but that's when my parents got sick. When my father was picking up garbage, he picked up half a bottle of mineral water, and he was thirsty at the time, so he opened it and took a sip. I didn't think that the bottle was not water at all, but a chemical agent that had been thrown out of nowhere.

From the time I drank that sip to the time I was admitted to the hospital, to the time I rushed to the hospital to see him, it was only a few hours in total, but he and I were separated from each other.

To be honest, I was very sad when my father died, but now that I think about it, I feel a little happy. Because he walked very simply, he basically did not cause any trouble to his family.

But my mother was different.

Not long after my father died, my mother was blind from crying, and I took her to all the hospitals and couldn't be cured. When I went to the last hospital, I made up my mind at the gate of the hospital that if it didn't heal my mother's eyes, I would take my mother home and take care of her.

No surprise, the last hospital also treated my mother's eye, so I deserved to take her home. However, I couldn't bring it back. Because her eyes were not cured, she was diagnosed with another disease, advanced stomach cancer.

At that time, I insisted that my mother be hospitalized with a heart that wanted to be filial, thinking that my mother's time was running out and that she could not let her suffer more. But as it turned out, my idea was good, but it was very wrong.

Just one month in the hospital spent the little money that my parents had saved so hard in the past two years.

As the saying goes, you can earn more when you run out of money, but what do you do if your way to earn money is cut off?

Because of the long hours of taking care of my mother, my work at school was delayed a lot, and when I returned to school one day to receive my salary, I was told that I would never use it again.

And just like that, I lost my job and my mother was kicked out of the hospital.

Eventually, the decision I had made came true, and I took my mother home.

Is it easy to take care of a mother who is blind and has cancer, to be honest, it is very easy to take care of, because she is lying in bed every day, as long as she is given food, as long as she feeds her medicine on time, there is no other trouble at all.

The physical exertion is minimal, but the mental exertion is truly immeasurable. When my mother was seriously ill and bedridden, all she did every day was to scold me, from morning to night, and then wake up the next day and scold. scolded me for not being angry, scolded me for causing trouble for them since I was a child, scolded me for killing my father, scolded me for ruining this family.

Should I scold?

Should!

I admit that I was wrong, so I served her well without a word of complaint.

I thought to myself, my mother doesn't have a long time left, she can scold if she wants, and I will do my best to be filial.

However, what I didn't expect was that perhaps the resentment against me was strong enough to ward off the disease, and the doctor said that my mother only had three months to live at most, but she survived for a year. Moreover, the cancer cells are still spreading, but her spirit is getting better day by day, and she scolds me even more.

Faith is the greatest motivation to support a person to move forward, just like a bow and arrow that is drawn, the fuller the bowstring is pulled, the farther the arrow flies out. But if the string is too full and breaks, the arrow will stay where it is.

The belief that sustained me in taking care of my mother was like a bowstring that was completely broken after a year. I'm tired, I hate the doctor for deceiving me, and I hate my mother for deserving to die. So, one night, I grabbed a pillow and covered my mother's head, suffocating her to death. ”

Suffocated her to death.

The last words of the head teacher smashed into the hearts of everyone in the classroom like a heavy hammer, and everyone shuddered involuntarily, and the eyes of the head teacher were full of horror.

Time seemed to freeze here, and everyone had a feeling of suffocation.

However, the next moment, the head teacher chuckled, shook his head and said, "Ha, I was too involved in storytelling, and I accidentally sublimated my art." Don't be afraid, students, that sentence is just a joke. Actually, my mother died of illness in the end, and there was no accident at all, and I couldn't have killed anyone. ”

The head teacher's tone was a little brisk, but it was this tone that made the mood of listening even more depressing.

Are you kidding?

Is there anyone who jokes about this kind of thing, he won't really kill his mother, right?

Everyone was beating drums in their hearts, and on the other side, the head teacher continued to tell his story.

"My mother died eventually, peacefully, because I took good care of her for more than a year. Hey, by the way, don't you want to ask how we lived for more than a year? My job is gone, my savings are gone, and guess where my income comes from?"

(To be continued.) )