Chapter One Hundred and Two

Death for a confidant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those who are not witnesses may never be able to grasp the meaning of these words. Struggling on the way, struggling, empty and learning, no one understands, no one wants to understand, and no one believes in your ability. At this time, there are people who are willing to reach out and give you a stage to show your brilliance.

Han Yunlong's family is poor, and his parents are both workers on the assembly line. Being able to get rid of the smell of oil, he has always been regarded as the pride of his parents. But only when you really enter the society can you understand that a person like him who has no background relationship is extremely difficult to climb every step up.

My father exchanged a pound of liquor at the dinner table for a qualification to enter the fourth middle school for internship, but it was difficult to remove the word internship and replace it with a formal teacher.

Countless times I was embarrassed, and the school grabbed the quota of regular teachers and refused to give it to me. Sometimes Han Yunlong felt like a stupid donkey with a radish tied in front of him, and he ran forward with enough strength, but he never ate the radish.

Until Ye Huan's sudden appearance, he didn't understand how he mustered up the courage to rush to Ye Huan that day. And how did Ye Huan be willing to let himself, a person with no academic qualifications and no special skills, be the head of the grade group.

It's almost blind trust, and with it comes respect, money, things you can't dream of.

And Ye Huan just said that he had the ability to match here.

Han Yunlong asked himself if he had no ability, no one was a genius, let alone himself. He can only do it desperately, try to do it well, all just to live up to Ye Huan's trust.

Thus, there was a student suicide.

Han Yunlong himself also understands that Cao Changan's suicide is difficult to blame. He had already decided to stand up and take on all this, but it was a completely different feeling to bring it up himself or be told by others.

Han Yunlong let out a sigh in his heart, and suddenly felt that the anger in the room was a little dull. He stood up and said, "I, I'm going to breathe......"

No one stopped him, and before Han Yunlong went out, Song Huangyin was still having a final discussion with Ye Xue......

Han Yunlong left the complex building alone and stood under the building, at this time, there was no teacher in the third year of high school. The **** of the students is still continuing.

Han Yunlong took out a cigarette and lit it silently, the smoke swallowed into his throat, suddenly a little nauseous, and Han Yunlong coughed violently a few times.

After so many things happened, Han Yunlong was already sick. He couldn't sleep for days, accompanied by a daily incessant cough. But he didn't fall, he still held on to his body, and wanted to get through this with Wutong Middle School.

Standing at the door of the building, countless students passed by the door, and in that kind of eyes, there was undisguised disgust.

In their eyes, he was probably a murderer, and he forced Cao Changan to death.

Han Yunlong sighed, not knowing how to describe his feelings at the moment. He gave a lot, and since entering Sycamore Middle School, he has not slept more than four hours a night.

But in the end, in exchange for the hatred of all the students. No one believes in themselves anymore, and even wonders if they have done something wrong.

Perhaps, only one person is still willing to believe in himself?

Han Yunlong looked into the distance, and the only person who believed in him was still sick.

Alas......

I don't know when he'll wake up?

Zhang Liqun and several security guards passed by the front of the building carrying a huge wooden box, and when they saw Han Yunlong, they took the initiative to greet him: "Teacher Han, is the meeting over?"

"No, no. Han Yunlong said: "What about Wang Qiang, why didn't you see him?"

Wang Qiang asked for leave and returned to his hometown, and Principal Ye approved the leave. Zhang Liqun said.

"What, Principal Ye woke up?" asked Han Yunlong in surprise.

"Well, wake up in the morning, no, let's buy a pool table and send it over. ”

"This ......"

Han Yunlong hesitated for a moment, and then wondered if he was going to say hello to Ye Huan. After all, I'm leaving, and I'm going to say goodbye. After thinking about it carefully, Han Yunlong shook his head slightly. Don't bother Ye Huan, if something like this happens, Ye Huan must be unhappy in his heart.

But what could he do?

Han Yunlong thought in his heart that Ye Huan was young, impulsive, and courageous, but after all, he was too young, and he had no way to solve some problems.

Shaking his head, Han Yunlong returned upstairs, and Song Huangyin was still arguing with Ye Xue for the last time.

"Can you think about this matter again, let's see if there are other solutions?" Song Huangyin said without giving up.

"It can't be discussed anymore. Ye Xue said: "Ye Huan resigned, expelled Han Yunlong, compensated the parents of the students, dealt with the students, and the students, these things must be done immediately." ”

"But Ye Huan is still the principal after all, do we need to discuss with him?"

"Discuss with him?" Ye Xue sneered: "He can't afford to be sick now, what are you talking to him about?" Is it to let him go and beat Zhou Debiao, the reporter, and the director of the Education Bureau one by one." Even if he has the courage, the consequences are not borne by us. Oh, I don't know if it's a real illness or a fake illness, so many things have happened, and I don't even dare to show my face. ”

Song Huangyin's expression was sneering, indeed, she also complained about Ye Huan in her heart. Since the accident, Ye Huan has never shown up again, saying that he is sick, but no one knows what the specific illness is. No one was there anyway.

Thinking about what he has done, Cao Changan committed suicide for his major reasons, beating reporters and committing public anger. Leaving Cao Chang'an for four hours was also grabbed by someone, and Wutong Middle School jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it.

One thing after another pushed Wutong Middle School into a situation from which it could never recover. It can be said that Ye Huan should be mainly responsible.

He was there when he caused trouble, but he didn't show up when something happened, and he didn't blame Ye Xue for being so contemptuous. Perhaps, he is not suitable to be this principal, it is better to change Ye Xue.

Ye Xue said: "Ye Huan, I know more than everyone here. Since childhood, he has been acting recklessly, and he doesn't know how thick the sky is, but he has to talk about ability...... Tsk, it's not that I underestimate him, his ability to make trouble is great, but his ability to solve things is almost none. Compared with the principal, he is more suitable to be a gentleman, and I hope that after this incident, he can learn some lessons. ”

Han Yunlong hesitated, he was already about to leave, at this time, he was no longer suitable to speak. But when Ye Xue said this, he slipped into his mouth when he had a sentence in his heart, and subconsciously said it.

"Principal Ye, you've woken up. ”

"What?" everyone's eyes widened, and after more than ten days, Ye Huan finally woke up.

"Oh, it's finally awake. Ye Xue sneered: "Then let's go see him, inform him of the matter, and by the way, take a look at what kind of illness our Principal Ye has." ”

Ye Xue, Song Huangyin, and more than a dozen teachers from Han Yunlong went to the small building where Ye Huan lived, and along the way, everyone had their own concerns, and their hearts were a little heavy.

I don't know how Ye Huan will react when he gets that he is going to be forced to resign. He has always been arrogant, and I'm afraid that when he gets this news, he won't be able to accept it for a while.

"Director Ye, can I discuss something with you?" Song Huangyin said.

"What?"

"Ye Huan is going to be forced to resign, can I tell him, I'm afraid that what you say is too heavy, he will ......"

"Heh, you care about him. Ye Xue said: "Okay, it's up to you." ”

Song Huangyin nodded and glanced at Ye Xue gratefully. Now that it's happened, and there's nothing anyone can do, the last resort is to make the news sound more palatable.

Alas......

Song Huangyin sighed silently in the bottom of her heart. Regardless of whether Ye Huan was really sick or fake, his mood at the moment must be uncomfortable. I've always been lawless and I've never been bullied, but when this kind of thing happens suddenly, I don't have anything to do. This feeling of powerlessness, Song Huangyin deeply understands, and can understand it best, maybe Ye Huan is sad now, and his illness may be caused by this.

Hopefully he'll get out soon.

Thinking like this, my heart felt heavy for no reason. Song Huangyin knocked on the door, pushed the door open, and when he saw the scene inside, he didn't react for a long time.

Ye Huan rolled up his sleeves and was assembling a billiard table, it was in full swing, and when he saw everyone coming in, he waved his hand and said, "Hey, how are you......"

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