He Beichen stood silently in front of Xie Lan's desk, the young man's eyes were red. Maybe it was because he didn't have a good rest yesterday, but today he looks extra tired.

"I was wrong." The boy's voice was unusually low, and the boy's face was pale and almost bloodless.

On the contrary, Xie Lan, who was sitting in the leather chair, seemed very calm, and the woman picked up the teacup on the desk and took a sip gently.

"Say, what's wrong?" Xie Lan's voice was very cold, and he had a posture of knowingly asking.

Beichen looked at her blankly, his whole body trembling involuntarily, "I ......" The young man pursed his lips, and his voice became even lower, "I am not in a state of study this week." ”

Bei Chen's hand grabbed the disgraceful report card and stepped back one place, which was really disgraceful for him. He bit his lip tightly, looking nervous.

It's fine if it's something else, but once it comes to grades, it makes him feel inexplicably guilty.

What happened to Beichen recently, he felt that he hadn't changed anything. The boy still did his homework as always, he didn't think about being lazy, and he didn't dare to be lazy.

But why, even if he tried so hard to do it, the result was still so unsatisfactory.

He didn't dare to look at his mother's cold eyes. Because once you're stuck in guilt, it's hard to pull it out.

"You're not in shape?" Xie Lan gave him a fierce look, what Beichen had done recently had always disappointed her, and she was already upset.

A sneer appeared on the woman's cheeks, and the words on her lips were as mean and cold as ever.

"Is that your reason? During the college entrance examination, you also told me that you were not in the state? She snapped. The eyes of all the teachers in the office were focused on He Beichen alone.

The boy's head hung low, and he was silent. Due to the late sleep yesterday, until now, the teenager's eyes are swollen.

His whole brain was groggy, but he had to stand patiently and listen to his mother's scolding. And when did Xie Lan understand his hard work.

He Beichen will always live like this, without a human appearance. He's also flesh and blood, but he has to work like an emotionless machine. It made him feel very tired, really tired.

"Talk? You're dumb. Xie Lan scolded him loudly, as if he was scolding a kitten and a puppy.

The woman sighed heavily, trying to calm herself. "You tell me why? What is the reason for your regression? Did you know? ”

Her cold eyes were like sharp knives that pierced him. Bei Chen's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He didn't know how to answer his mother's question, and he thought that he had done nothing wrong, so naturally there was no reason to regress.

But in front of Xie Lan, he didn't dare to say that he didn't know. The boy's heart was beating violently in his chest, and his brain began to run at a very fast pace, and he really didn't know what kind of reason he should come up with.

But Xie Lan didn't leave him much time to think, looking at his son's results, the woman's anger couldn't be suppressed, and then the lesson plan in his hand was like Beichen smashed over.

He Beichen's body suddenly ached, and his mother's fall was too sudden, which made him feel caught off guard, so he subconsciously called out "ah".

But in a second, he touched his mother's eyes with knives, and hurriedly closed his mouth again, but Xie Lan still heard it.

She was already angry, but now she was even more angry, "Call, you still have a face, look at what you did in the exam?" ”

Mother's arrogance and rudeness brought He Beichen a deep sense of depression.

He felt the pain, and just subconsciously screamed, why did his mother cling to it like this.

He knew that he would inevitably be punished today, but the injuries on his body were not yet healed, and he didn't know if his mother would be able to do it.

"Say, how will I punish you?" Xie Lan picked up the teaching stick on the desk, but in a deliberative tone.

The boy didn't speak, he always felt that it was a hole that his mother had dug for him, and he waited for him to jump in.

"Whatever you want." He Beichen spit out a sentence lightly, still talking like this, but he didn't know how much courage he had.

Xie Lan, who was sitting on the black leather chair, pursed her lips, and she seemed to be very satisfied with He Beichen's answer, "Okay, you know some rules." ”

Xie Lan shook the baton she held in her hand, but found that the comrades in the office were looking at him, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. Looking at the book that had just fallen on the floor, it seemed that a new thought had arisen.

At this time, Bei Chen had been silent, and the expression on the young man's cheeks looked very complicated.

The slightly melancholy eyes didn't know what they were thinking, but there was a sharp reprimand from the mother's ears, "Go, pick up the books on the ground." ”

She yelled at him casually, as if she were commanding a slave. He bent down in a little haste, not daring to slack off, for fear of his mother's vicious words. He was afraid, really scared.

His waist creaked, and his slightly immature hand picked up the book on the floor, then straightened up a little slowly.

The young man picked up the book in both hands, but his face was dazed, he didn't understand what his mother wanted to do, and before he could think about anything, Xie Lan spoke, "Put it on your head." ”

Her tone was extremely impatient, as if seeing He Beichen could make her so uncomfortable that she couldn't eat.

Even though his mother's request seems very impolite, and even a little difficult for strong people, He Beichen has been disciplined since he was a child.

His submissive habits made it difficult for him to disobey Xie Lan's orders.

After all, he put the heavy lesson plan on top of his head in an orderly manner, but at that moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of heaviness, and the lesson plan shook slightly twice on the top of the young man's head, and then stabilized.

"He Beichen, you don't have to go to today's class, just stand here for me to reflect on. You don't have to eat lunch, and you don't want to rest during the lunch break, just stand. ”

Xie Lan was as ruthless as ever, but today's punishment was too heavy. To stand still for nine hours, even if he could hold on, the legs would probably be useless.

However, due to his negligence in this weekly test, Beichen didn't even dare to say a word of pleading.

In the young man's eyes was his inherent tenacity, but even so, Xie Lan was still not satisfied.

"Straighten your waist for me, and stand for me according to the requirements of the military posture."

She just moved her mouth, and the words she spit out easily brought more real pain to He Beichen.

The boy had a book pressed on top of his head, which was already hard enough, and now he had to straighten his waist straight, which was simply a deliberate difficulty for him.

Bei Chen carefully adjusted his standing posture, but the thick lesson plan above his head still shook uncontrollably.

"Give me the top of the book, if you dare to drop it, try it." Xie Lan was quite angry and put down such a sentence, but it made Bei Chen's heart completely cold.

He hated his mother's stick education, but he was like a puppet made by Xie Lan himself, and there was no way.

"Yes." In the end, he responded in a low voice, but Xie Lan seemed very relieved, and did not take He Beichen's pain in his eyes at all.

In the eyes of the woman, these punishments were just his own doing. He himself is not interested in his studies, so naturally he doesn't want to get any sympathy from her.

Xie Lan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after scolding, turned to look at his computer screen, his hands were tapping on the black keyboard, and he was back to work.

The clock on the wall, "tick-tick", keeps walking. For He Beichen, it is like a year.

He didn't know how long he had been standing and how long he would need to stand again.

It's just that the fine beads of sweat on his forehead slowly opened downward, gradually soaking Beichen's eyebrows, and even dripping into his tired eyes, stinging him painfully.

The boy really wanted to wipe the beads of sweat from his cheeks, but he didn't dare. In front of his mother, he was really cowardly to the extreme, and he didn't even have the courage to move.

However, the sweat dripped too much, and the eyes really couldn't be opened, so they could only close tightly, but the bite of the lips became tighter and tighter.

The endurance of his legs is naturally limited, and I don't know how long it took for the boy's legs to become weak.

His mother demanded that he stand upright, so he had no room for even the slightest bit of laziness, but could only tighten his leg bones like a tight string.

At this time, the slender legs began to go numb and limp, as if they had lost any sensation. Bei Chen couldn't control his body anymore, and his body leaned back and forth slightly.

The heavy lesson plan above his head naturally moved back and forth with He Beichen's movements.

However, he really stood for too long. Even with strong endurance as a backing, the human body has its own rules of operation.

Beichen's legs are no longer under the control of his brain. He leaned forward violently, and in the next second, the lesson plan on top of his head lost its support and fell from the top of Bei Chen's head to the ground.

The boy naturally felt something, he frowned slightly, but his eyes soaked in sweat couldn't be opened, so he could only stand stupidly. The sweat on He Beichen's fingertips was also slowly flowing down the trouser line.

Xie Lan naturally heard the sound of the book falling on the floor, she turned her face sideways, completely ignoring the boy's pale complexion, and threw the whip on Bei Chen's arm, making him a little more sober for a while.

"You can't stand the book, can you? Asleep? Open your eyes for me. She scolded sharply, without any reason. He Beichen was also in extreme pain, and he blinked his eyes hard, a feeling of soreness.

"Pick up the book and keep it on top, hurry." In the suffocating office was Xie Lan's usual clamour.