Chapter 82: Bones Cracked
Chang Ming was completely stunned, after he came back, he saw the commendation meeting and knew that the big thing was not good, but he still had a trace of luck in his heart, and now it seems that the matter is more serious than he thought.
The principal and director all sat here to ask the teacher, and Zhao Yan was even more angry, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart.
"Aren't you able to fight, fight again?" However, Zhao Yan didn't give him a chance to think about it, picked up his hair and slapped him again, slapped Chang Ming so much that his eyes were full of stars, and then kicked him again, kicking him far away, falling to the ground and unable to get up for a long time.
There was no fluctuation in Lin Qingyue's eyes, and when Chang Ming first looked for him, he was already very impatient. Pretending to be forced also requires capital, but Chang Ming does not.
Chang Ming gathers people to fight on weekdays, I don't know how many people he has beaten, can he feel the feelings of those people now? It was very troublesome for Lin Qingyue to beat Chang Ming, his own hands hurt, and he couldn't beat him too hard, not to mention that he had to be on guard against retaliation at all times. It's great like this, you don't have to move a finger yourself, you can beat Chang Ming into a grandson. And with Zhao Yan's violent temper, there will be more days to clean up Chang Ming in the future.
Of course, Lin Qingyue didn't want to clean up Chang Ming for the heavens, but he didn't like Chang Ming pretending to be big in front of him. He didn't like Chang Ming to self-righteously announce He Rou's ownership outside, but relying on the other party's bad name, it did make He Rou a lot quieter, and Lin Qingyue and Chang Ming's well water did not interfere with the river water.
But now he wants to jump out of the mantis arm as a car, so he can only run over.
That's right, Lin Qingyue did this just for himself. Although he has been wearing the mask for a long time, he is not a good person.
Seeing that Zhao Yan was almost on the ground, Shen Binglan stopped slowly: "Teacher Zhao, stop fighting, let him tell him what's going on." β
"Tell me all the good things you did today!" Zhao Yan picked Chang Ming up.
"That's it, it's ......" Chang Ming's face was swollen, and he didn't dare to speak, because he knew that he was at a loss.
"Forget it, for Chang Ming, this should just be a very ordinary little thing." Lin Qingyue smiled softly, "Principal, Director Liu, Director Gao, Teacher Zhao, I don't plan to pursue it, so let's forget about this matter." β
"How can this matter be counted like this!" The old director said in a deep voice, "This Chang Ming seriously violated the school rules and discipline, you forgive him, and the school rules can't forgive him!" Don't be afraid of him, the principal and Director Liu are here, I see what he dares to do! β
"Now that everyone is here, let's talk about what happened today." Shen Binglan put her hand on Lin Qingyue's shoulder and encouraged.
"Actually, it's nothing, Chang Ming heard that I was at the same table as He Rou, so he first found a few people to warn me not to get too close to He Rou, and said that He Rou was his ......."
"Phew, the toad wants to eat swan meat, you deserve it too!" Zhao Yan pointed at Chang Ming and scolded, this sentence was for Shen Binglan.
Lin Qingyue continued: "I think that I have a pure friendship with classmate He Rou, so I rejected him. Then he came to me again and said he was going to fight with me this morning. I was so angry that I went, and I was supposed to come back early, but who knew that he couldn't beat me, so I let seven or eight people beat me......"
Chang Ming subconsciously explained: "They go to ...... by themselves"
"Still tm quibbling!" Zhao Yan kicked him away again. Who will believe it? If you didn't think about bullying less with more from the beginning, why would you bring so many people?
Lin Qingyue couldn't help but want to laugh, but now was not the time to laugh.
Shen Binglan took a deep breath: "Teacher Zhao, let's take him back for reflection first, and I'll talk about his problem later." β
"Okay!"
Lin Qingyue looked at Chang Ming, who limped away, and knew that the content of the speech under the national flag next week was already there.
Shen Binglan asked Lin Qingyue, "How are you doing now?" Don't worry, Chang Ming, we will punish him according to the school rules. β
Lin Qingyue shook his head and smiled: "I'm okay for the time being, let's go for an interview first, but I hope to take a leave of absence to go to the hospital in the afternoon." β
"Hmm." Shen Binglan nodded, "I'll take you there in the afternoon." β
"No need, I'll just go by myself."
The interview went very smoothly, and many people were not to blame, after receiving the red envelope, the TV reporter's questions were very friendly, and they didn't ask about the injuries on the other party's face, and they were even helping everywhere.
However, Lin Qingyue took the initiative to mention what happened when he was in junior high school, and attributed the failure of the high school entrance examination to the great changes in his family and his own reasons. But fortunately, I came to No. 14 Middle School, and under the affectionate care of the teachers and the friendly atmosphere of the students, I finally came out of the shadows, and my academic performance gradually improved.
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Shen Binglan listened to it with great satisfaction, and after the TV station people left, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The teaching director looked at Lin Qingyue kindly: "Classmate Lin Qingyue, you go back first, I will talk to Chang Ming in a while!" β
"Well, thank you, Director." Lin Qingyue nodded obediently, lifted the sleeve of his right arm, there was also a large bruise, and his face was a little painful, "Teacher Shen, my arm is also ......"
Shen Binglan was taken aback: "Why did you hurt your arm?" I'll take you to the hospital right now, right? β
"No need, now the doctor is about to get off work, I'll go in the afternoon, it's not very serious, it's just the right hand, it may affect the future homework......"
Shen Binglan sighed and touched Lin Qingyue's head: "Hey...... Write your homework when you're done, and forget it if you can't finish it. β
Lin Qingyue returned to the classroom, made a report, and limped in.
"Lin Qingyue, what's wrong with your leg?" He Rou asked in a low voice.
"Nothing." Lin Qingyue smiled stiffly on his face, as if he was enduring the pain.
"What's going on on your face?" He Rou saw a small patch of purple blue on Lin Qingyue's face and said in surprise.
"It's okay, pinch it yourself." Lin Qingyue smiled bitterly and told the truth.
Of course He Rou didn't believe it: "Liar, why do you want to pinch yourself!" β