Chapter 50: Classroom Turmoil

This time, the boy who didn't cry couldn't bear it, and the big tears fell silently. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The bell rang loudly after class, but the man said, "The three classes this morning are all my classes, I didn't nod, none of you want to get out of class!"

A girl in the seat raised her hand timidly, "Zhou...... Teacher Zhou, I want to go to the toilet. ā€

"Don't go, all of you should finish the texts from the third to the tenth lesson first! Otherwise, I can borrow the lesson from the math teacher and keep you until noon, and if you fail to write silently, you are not allowed to go home for lunch!"

The girl put down her hand with a flushed face, her body trembled, and suddenly, the boy at the table in front of her said loudly, "Teacher Zhou, she peed her pants!"

The people around her pinched their noses, "What a stinky smell of urine...... It stinks, it stinks, open the window!"

The girl lay on the table and cried quietly.

The man called Teacher Zhou got up from his chair, walked up to her, and looked at the urine stains on the floor, "I can't bear this little thing!

He took her arm, dragged her diminutive to the podium, and ordered her: "Take a pen and write on a piece of paper, 'I'm sorry I peed my pants, I don't have a tutor.'" ā€

The girl did not dare to resist, took the red marker he handed him with trembling hands, and wrote these Chinese characters on the paper crookedly.

He grabbed the paper and shoved it into her hand, "Raise your hands, raise high, I told you to lift high, did you hear?" and he slapped her.

The girl's face was half swollen in an instant, and she quickly held the paper to her chin, her eyes were terrified, and no one looked at her, only at the ground.

He pushed her to the door of the noisy classroom, where students from other classes were playing and laughing.

He commanded: "Just stand here and let the others see what you have done! I have not told you to move, you must not go! Every once in a while I will come out to see you, and you will not want to run away." Otherwise, if I take off your pants in front of the whole school, the teacher won't care if you're a girl or not. ā€

After that, he returned to the classroom, closed the door, and ignored her.

A boy stood up from his seat and broke the silence in the classroom, "Teacher Zhou, let Qian Xiaojun come in, it's not good for her to stand outside with her wet pants on." ā€

"Why do you want to be strong?" Mr. Zhou slowly walked towards him.

This boy with a full sense of justice is not not afraid, Nangong Douling saw that his hands were trembling, and he must have mustered up a lifetime of courage to stand up and speak.

"I said that early love is not allowed at school, is it possible that you like her?" asked Teacher Zhou.

The people around them covered their mouths and snickered, and these students could still laugh, because instead of bad things coming to them, they gloated and didn't care about other people's feelings.

"I didn't!"

"You just like her, otherwise why would you speak for her?"

"I'm just ......"

"No nonsense, I'm going to check your bag to see if there's anything unhealthy. He forcibly pulled the boy's bag out of the drawer, unzipped it, and poured out the contents in one fell swoop.

He flipped through his notes and snorted coldly, "Why are there all ghost drawings on it?"

"It's not a ghost drawing, it's a drawing. ā€

"Tell you to study, but you draw, you spend all your class time in this kind of place?" he tore his notebook in half in a fit of rage.

The messy desktop, under the book is a very old black and white screen game console, the kind specially used to play Tetris, Nangong Douling has played in a second-hand store.

"Is there a future for playing with this kind of thing?" he said, picking up the console and slamming it the floor, scattering parts.

"This is a birthday present that my mom bought me!

"Buy this depraved gift to a child, this kind of parent's brain is in the water!"

"You're not allowed to say that about my mother!" the boy clenched his fists, "You're not a good person!"

"What kind of attitude is this? Want to fight? I'm your teacher! Dare to say I'm not a good person? You want to be tied up too?" Teacher Zhou said, pulling him to the podium, taking out a hemp rope under the podium table, and tying him up firmly.

"It's not enough to tie you up, you are so stubborn and don't know how to be polite, you should be given special treatment. ā€

Teacher Zhou picked up the trash can in the corner of the classroom and dumped the garbage inside on the ground, and the big plastic bucket covered the boy's head, the bucket was so large that it almost covered his upper body.

Teacher Zhou kicked him in the stomach unexpectedly, the boy fell backwards, the plastic bucket hit the ground with a muffled sound, the man kicked the barrel, and the boy rolled on the ground.

The man thought it was funny and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

He turned to all the students and said, "This is what will happen to you if you rebel against me, and you still don't write silently?"

Everyone immediately lowered their heads and brushed and wrote on the paper.

Nangong Douling looked at all this hatefully, encountering this kind of scumbag teacher, these students were really unlucky.

The scenery in front of him distorted again, and it started again, and the space was about to be transformed, Nangong Douling closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured the strong dizziness.

It wasn't until she felt the floor stop turning that she gasped and opened her eyes.

It was nearly dusk, the sun was setting over the land, and she found herself standing in a recycling station.

In front of her was a mountain of untreated garbage, flies flying everywhere, the stench was stinking, she could smell all kinds of smells, and she could also feel the temperature of the sun shining on her body.

She was still caught in the shock of the corporal punishment just now, and she couldn't get out.

Anger burned in his fingertips, wanting to avenge the punishment of the students.

This desire lingers, lingers in her heart, so angry, she can't do anything, this mood is going to make her crazy.

There was a commotion outside the barbed wire fence at the recycling station, and four students in sportswear uniforms approached with a girl who was a head taller than them.

Nangong Douling carefully distinguished, and was surprised to find that these four people were the students who had been corporally punished in the class just now.

And the girl in their hands is the daughter of that scumbag teacher.

What happens to his students, and his daughter, together?

The students threw the teacher's daughter into the open space and surrounded her, "Zhou Dongqing, your dad Zhou fell back to that dog thing, and made us really miserable, last month he tied us up with hemp rope and beat us, tore up our books and notes, and not only that, but yesterday he actually brought a bicycle chain to school, saying that it was a big meal specially prepared for us, and he beat us hard, do you want to take a look?"

It was the boy who was stubborn and refused to cry, he took off his school uniform jacket, lifted the T-shirt inside, and turned his back at Zhou Dongqing.

The position of Nangong Douling Standing just happened to be clear, and there were more than a dozen long scars crisscrossing his back, his skin was open, inflamed, and pus was leaking.

He put down his clothes and looked at Zhou Dongqing on the ground, "Is your dad an underworld? Hitting people with a bicycle chain is powerful enough, did he learn it from the movie?"

"Who are you?" Zhou Dongqing asked.