CHAPTER XXVIII

Wutong Middle School, the most famous private high school in Longcheng. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why Sycamore Middle School is famous is not because of the admission rate, but because of the outrageous school spirit and discipline.

In Wutong Middle School, there are many gangsters, and most of them are little sisters, and so far, there has been no vicious incident of blocking girls in the toilet and stripping them naked.

Because the girls in Wutong Middle School are not so cowardly, who dares to scold her, she will directly dare to use a knife for you. Some people joke that in the desk of Wutong Middle School, the three necessary things are not pens, textbooks, and notebooks, but short sticks, cigarettes, and lighters.

For three consecutive years, the admission rate has been the first in the city, of course, it is the last.

Ye Huan really didn't know much about these situations, and only after hearing Song Huangyin say this did he realize the seriousness of the matter.

Ye Huan said: "Thank you Principal Song for telling me about these things, I will find a way to deal with them." ”

"Deal with it!" Song Huangyin sneered and said, "Ye Huan, I checked your information, you dropped out of high school in the first year, and your whereabouts are unknown, which means that your education is only at the level of junior high school." Just three days after I came back, I heard that you actually brought your students into a fight! That time a student made trouble in class, and the teacher gave him a slap in the face, which was not heavy, it was symbolic. Who knew that this student called back two on the spot. I grabbed the student and asked why, "Why do you want to hit two, even if you call back, you can hit one, why do you want to hit two?" Guess what he said?"

"What?"

"He said that playing one and returning two, doubled, this is our principal's rule. ”

"Heh!" Ye Huan laughed.

Song Huang slapped the table in a tone and said, "Ye Huan, you still have a smile." That's the students you teach. With your actions, your level of knowledge, I don't believe you will be able to manage this school well. ”

"When the youth is strong, China is strong, and these students are the future of the motherland. I can't stop you from ruining them all, but I can't go with you to destroy them, so I'm resigning. You don't want a reason, that's my reason. Now you're going to sign it, right?"

"I don't sign that. Ye Huan said: "I know Principal Song's role in the school, and I can see that you are a person who cares about students very much, with Principal Song's conditions, you should be able to find a better job, but Principal Song chose Wutong Middle School." This shows that money, fame and fortune are not something that President Song values. In other words, Principal Song is an idealist. In this materialistic society, such people are too rare. Such a talent, how can I let her go. To put it mildly, even if I kneel down and let Principal Song stay, I promise not to frown. ”

Song Huangyin was silent, and it was still very comfortable to listen to these words. She thought to herself, it's rare, although you are not a good person, you have a pair of good eyes and can know how great your aunt and grandmother are.

"Principal Song, stay, the students need you. I, the headmaster, need you too. Since you said that I would destroy the students, but if Principal Song can save one, it will be counted as one. ”

Song Huangyin was silent again, falling into hesitation, if it weren't for the fact that she really had a deep affection for education, she would not give up her lucrative job and choose to engage in the profession of education.

"Ye Huan, I've seen you. Song Huangyin suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Huan.

"Well, what?" Ye Huan raised his head, feeling that Song Huangyin's expression was a little strange.

Song Huangyin said: "When I was still in high school, there was a vicious brawl at school, and it was too big, and three months after the incident, everyone is still discussing it.

An off-campus student beat up a senior in my school, and I knew that senior in high school, who was very nice and excellent, and the teachers and students liked him very much. He always likes to wear a white shirt and speak at the flag-raising ceremony on behalf of the whole grade. But that day I saw him lying on the ground, kowtowing to a thirteen-year-old boy and begging for mercy. The white shirt was stained with blood and mud. ”

To this day, Song Huangyin still has palpitations when she recalls it. "When I came back, I happened to see a thirteen-year-old boy holding a broken stool leg and smashing it on his head," she said. The leg of the stool with the thickness of his forearm was stained with blood, whirring with the wind, and the man had kowtowed, but the child still refused to stop. Ye Huan, I'm really scared, I feel terrible. ”

"Which thirteen-year-old kid is me. Ye Huan sighed, and suddenly understood where Song Huangyin's disgust for himself for no reason came from.

"Yes, it's you!" Song Huangyin looked at Ye Huan and said, "For a long time, I've been scared, and that child's face will appear when I have nightmares at night." His face was bloody, and his expression was hideous. Countless times I woke up from a dream, and I couldn't understand that a life that was only thirteen years old should have been in the arms of his parents, reading comics, and playing with toys. Why would one life want to kill another life so hatefully!

From that day on, I made up my mind that I wanted to educate and understand what these people thought. ”

Ye Huan didn't expect that Song Huangyin's education would have something to do with him. What was an unconscious act at the beginning led to a change in the life choices of another bystander. This is also the wonder of the world. From that day on, Song Huangyin switched from theory to literature, started from scratch, and later went abroad to study, studying the psychology of teenagers, just to understand a question, why a child who was only thirteen years old wanted to kill another person in such anger.

Sometimes, Song Huangyin also thought about what kind of person that child would grow up to be when he returned to Dragon City in the future, whether he was already remorseful about what had happened, or whether he had already entered prison.

But Song Huangyin never expected that when this child grew up, he would become the principal of the school, and he was his top boss.

Song Huangyin looked at Ye Huan and said, "Ye Huan, the reason you just asked me to resign, this is my reason." You want me to stay, you can, tell me your reasons, why did you kill him at that time?"

Ye Huan was silent, looked at Song Huangyin, and said slowly: "There is no reason." And I'm not afraid to tell Principal Song that when I see him now, I will definitely kill him without the slightest hesitation. ”

"What?"

Ye Huan said: "Principal Song, I don't say anything about it, today is our official acquaintance, and I haven't reached the point of digging my heart and lungs out of you." Besides, I could have lied to you and made up a justification for my atrocities, but I didn't want to. I don't want to say it today, and I'm sure you won't want to hear it. It's good to be like this now, and it's good to believe myself as a bad person and stand on the moral high ground to condemn it. ”

"Are you a bad person?" asked Song Huangyin.

"It's not. Ye Huan said: "I'm just not kind with a bottom line." ”