She didn't even know what kind of façade to use at the moment, anger and horror mixed together.

The roar was like a volcano accumulating from her body, but when she opened her mouth, the sharp pain on her face was like a disease falling from the sky, and her voice was dumbfounded.

She covered her face with one hand in pain, and dragged Lu Changrong's collar with the other, the hatred on her face almost wanted to tear him to pieces on the spot.

But under a painful reminder, she was forced to maintain her already rare sanity in this ridiculous form.

Ying Youlan took out her mobile phone and made a call with her bloody hand.

The other teachers and the dean arrived at about the same time, and the dean at that time was not Li Shang.

But Jiang Futing pulled him out of the crowd at a glance from the several teachers who were clustered together.

Li Shang wore dull black-rimmed glasses and looked slightly clumsy.

Dressed up from then on, the cheap and standard suit trousers, with a folder under the arm, at first glance make people feel Sven and honest.

It's just that his honesty can't stand the scrutiny and test of people, but if you think about this person a little carefully, you will find that his eyes are often floating, as if this person has no solid foundation, can't fall to the ground, and hangs there aimlessly.

After looking at it for a long time, you will find that no matter how simple and simple the appearance is, it can't hide the person's unscrupulous heart.

But these details will not be noticed, even if occasionally suspicion arises, a small movement of his head can easily dispel people's doubts.

Ying Youlan was surrounded by a group of teachers and stars, and in just a few minutes, this open space seemed to have staged a big show, which would reach its peak, and the gossiping care and accusations made Jiang Futing feel that he was in a bird garden.

For a while, everyone rushed to comfort Ying Youlan, and Lu Changrong was excluded outside, as if everyone had forgotten about the murderer.

The ambulance came with a nerve-pulling whistle and directly pulled Ying Youlan and the injured child away.

All the adults and children solemnly watched the strands of the fire truck, disappearing at the end with the sand in the sky, and then slowly turned around.

They finally remembered the murderer.

The surrounding group of people turned around like telephone poles, and countless pairs of eyes all fell on Lu Changku and Lu Changrong.

There is disdain, contempt, and spurning in the bones...... Lu Chang's movements were very slow and light, as if he was afraid of alarming others, and he was afraid of stimulating them to prepare for action.

He moved his little feet like a turtle, silently panned in front of Lu Changrong, and forcibly cast his young body into an indestructible steel plate.

It's just that this steel plate doesn't even have a hard shell that looks like it's on the surface, and it's brittle when you look at it, and it can break when you kick it.

He raised his head humbly, and looked worriedly at the adults who surrounded him, like a lamb in a wolf's den.

Jiang Futing began to worry about Lu Changku, first, he didn't have the urine of Lu Changrong's dog jumping off the wall, and second, this small board may not be as strong as a foam box, and third......

The third is that Jiang Futing is only in his memory, and he can feel that under the gaze of so many eyes, his heart rate has panicked like boiling water in a kettle, making a high-frequency hum.

So what will he do against these adults.

Just when Lu Changku was about to be pierced through countless holes by so many pairs of sharp eyes, Jiang Futing heard this

A low, vain voice came from his body: "My brother, he ...... He certainly wasn't made into a heart. ”

The current dean doesn't seem to be a completely unreasonable person, or maybe he has to be reasonable because of the big trouble.

He walked over from the crowd and half-squatted in front of Lu Changku, with a look of hatred that made iron not steel: "Even if it's not a heart, what does it look like to bite people like this?!" If you have any demands, you can tell the teacher, right? I know you don't want to be a bad boy either, but what is the difference between you doing it now and being a bad boy, do you think people will still like you? ”

The little courage that Lu Changkut finally had, supporting his raised head, was instantly red-faced, and even the only bit of courage that was left evaporated, and he pulled his head again.

The dean saw that he had a good attitude in admitting his mistakes, so he didn't say anything more, and then took a deep breath hard, and spit out for a long time when he spit it out.

Lu Changkut is not difficult to do, he usually speaks honestly and well, this is already well-known, and it is difficult to do it because of Lu Changrong.

Most of the time, I pretend to be deaf and dumb, I can't hear what I want to hear, I can't hear what I don't want to hear, and I can't say a few words to people for a week.

According to his understanding, Ying Youlan also had a lot of heart because of Lu Changrong's matter, and he had to educate him once every two weeks, but there was no effect on this child.

The dean sighed almost helplessly, he skimmed Lu Changku's son, and looked at the child behind him with a pair of cloudy eyes.

Lu Changrong reverted to his previous taciturnity, and simply replied to him with his own gaze.

One is so dark that you can't see the bottom, and the other is so muddy that it is stuffed with all kinds of things in the world, and you can't see the bottom either.

The two pairs of eyes are separated by a chasm of decades, in the same place, with some indescribable coincidence, reflecting each other.

In the exchange of his eyes, the dean restrained his edge with the meaning that adults do not care about children, and let himself become a kind middle-aged and elderly person at this moment, and said gently: "If you feel that you are wronged, then I will give you a chance, and you can say it yourself, what is going on?" ”

With such a few short breaths, Lu Changrong's rejection of the outside world didn't seem to be so powerful.

But the weak-hearted adults are a little anxious for quick success and quick profit, and they can't stand up, and they are afraid that the dirty things they have done will be shaken out.

Lu Changrong stopped talking, and when he was finally about to speak, Li Shang suddenly jumped out like a clown.

Jiang Futing clearly felt that Lu Changku's heartbeat almost jumped out, and the corners of Lu Changrong's eyes twitched on the side, and the gap that he had just managed to pry open the closed atrium was suddenly closed again.

Li Shang pretended to clamp the folder on it, and smiled flatteringly at the dean: "Dean, you see that he usually can't say a few words, seeing that the teacher doesn't say hello, and I don't see him treat people seriously in the face of his elders, everyone knows this." You want to simply pry his mouth open like this, it's even harder than climbing to the sky. ”

The dean listened to his words and felt that there was some truth.

Lu Changrong is a person...... Except for his brother, who has been communicating with him.

When he turned his head, Lu Changrong had already closed his mouth firmly, and for a moment, he even felt that interrogating those murderers was not as difficult as this autistic child.

The dean pinched his eyebrows and stood up with some difficulty, maybe he was old and had been squatting for a long time, not only the soles of his feet were numb, but also the blood was not smooth

When it was shaky.

Li Shang immediately leaned out his other free hand to make a crutch for him.

The dean waved his hand, didn't take it, was full of satisfaction and worried about landing Changrong, and asked, "If you can't ask, you have to ask!" What else are you going to do? I can't even figure out the cause of this, how are you going to solve it? What if he will be guilty of it again in the future? With so many children here, can you afford the consequences of such a thing? ”

Li Shang obediently listened to his training, and waited until he vented some of the blocked qi in his heart through the training, and then said flatteringly: "It's not that there is no way, if you are stubborn, just take it to the indoctrination room for education." ”

The dean thought that he could come up with a good countermeasure, and when he heard this, he sneered unceremoniously, and didn't even want to look at him more: "You want to talk about this?" It's not that he hasn't been educated, and if he had been useful, he would have developed into what he is today. Every child who comes to the hospital has a different experience before, not to mention that he was six years old when he came last year, who knows what he experienced before, he was like this when he came, don't you understand? ”

"I know, I know." Li Shang responded again and again.

Jiang Futing saw him nodding his head and flattering him desperately, and thought of sitting high in the office now, with a powerful face.

Feng Shui is really fast.

Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river.

He only responded to the promise, and did not hide his intentions, and volunteered to say: "Educating this kind of thing also depends on people, Teacher Ying is just a woman after all, and she really wants to train children, and these children are reluctant to beat and scold when they cry a little." ”

The dean didn't see their so-called edification with his own eyes, but he knew that when they first recommended the project, he still opposed it, and it was only because they talked about it that he agreed to try it out first.

But it was only limited to the experiment, but I didn't expect the effect of treating the bear child to be so good, and the experiment was experimented, and the project was completely decided.

In most cases, the education of the children in the courtyard should be done by Lan himself, and Li Shang's task is more like the work of a teaching director.

Only when he encounters a child who is too naughty and makes everyone helpless, will he come out and teach it himself.

When those children go in and out, the contrast is so great that it is like two completely different people, if it weren't for the fact that there are people in and out of the surveillance, and they have the same face, they would have to wonder if the child has been dropped.

From what he didn't finish, the dean heard the meaning of his self-recommendation.

He had heard of Li Shang's achievements in education, and he had not made a single mistake.

But I don't know why, he was supposed to be a happy thing, but suddenly he was like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't say anything when the words of entrustment came to his mouth.

He is also a person with children, with both children and daughters, and if he wants to talk about contact with children, he actually has more experience in communicating with the younger teachers here.

The dean hesitated a little and fell on Lu Changrong's, and there was always a feeling that he couldn't tell.

He always felt that this child did not seem to be so bad on the surface, nor as stubborn as they were described, as if someone had put a mask on it for no reason, and blinded the eyes of all the ignorant.

Maybe the mask has been used for so long that even he thinks he is like that.

In the final analysis, if a child who is only six or seven years old, if he does not fall into Longtan Tiger and his life is threatened, how bad can it be?