Chapter 81: Is It Theft?
Suddenly, a sharp voice came from the radio, Su Yangyang was so frightened that he couldn't sleep at all, and he leaned back on the chair helplessly, looking at the table with empty eyes.
"Please calm down immediately, and ask the students in the hallways and playgrounds to return to the classroom quickly." Director Xu's voice came from the radio, speaking solemnly.
At this time, there was a sudden silence in the classroom without a teacher, and it seemed that they all pricked up their ears to listen to what he would say.
"What time is it! Hurry up for those who are still walking slowly on the playground! For Director Xu, who is more strict than anything else, he has to empty the hallways and playground of students before every speech.
I don't know if it's because the location of the broadcast room is too superior, or if you can see the surveillance in the broadcast room, and every time he can give everyone a live broadcast of the number of students in the playground and corridor. "What class are the students in the playground? Teacher Yang stopped and asked. At this time, as usual, he was working with the teachers in front of the school building to check on the late teachers and catch the students.
"Alright, now inform a few things......"
Hearing him talk about things that had nothing to do with him, Su Yangyang took out the physics test paper and stopped paying attention to the broadcast. Chen Bin on the side kept looking at the book, but never turned the page.
Suddenly, the tip of the pen paused, and the radio came, "For more than two years, in every school-wide comprehensive quality evaluation, our grade has always been the first. However, last night, when the teacher on duty checked his bed, he found a heart-wrenching thing. ”
Hearing this, Su Yangyang stared at the test paper and subconsciously raised his eyebrows, "After the school's investigation, it was found that the dormitory of class 15 boys in the third grade of high school, and the mixed dormitory of class 15 and class 14 boys, there was a bad act of stealing hot water......"
Suddenly, the word stealing came into the ears of every teacher and student, and more than 4,000 teachers and students erupted in neat surprise on the third year of high school, followed by sarcasm and ridicule in several classrooms next door, and the whole campus was filled with the noise of each class, even if Director Xu scolded him for being quiet on the radio several times.
Probably only the quietest in his class, Su Yangyang heard Wu Zhaochao's low foul mouth behind him. The students in the classroom all lowered their heads, waiting for some time to enter the classroom, and the head teacher sitting on the podium spoke, but he did not speak.
After Director Xu's words, Su Yangyang didn't listen to a single word, only the word stealing surrounded his ears, like countless sharp swords stabbing at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old students in this class.
"We didn't steal...... "We didn't steal" A quiet male voice came out of the classroom, but the tone revealed unwillingness.
"Uncle doesn't care about ...... himself"
"It's not our fault at all......"
"Why do we steal ......?"
The sarcastic voices outside the classroom faded into silence, and retorts rang out everywhere in the classroom.
"It's too late to say that." For a moment, the classroom was silent. The head teacher, who had been silent and sat on the podium with his head down, finally spoke, without imaginary anger, more revealing helplessness.
"I'll go to Director Xu to explain." The math class president has always been the most upright, and with a blushing face, he stood up suddenly.
"It's useless for me to look for him as a homeroom teacher, what's the use of you?" The head teacher leaned against the backrest, his head down, his gaze still resting below. Probably everyone knows what the head teacher means, but the quiet classroom is noisy again.
"Is it just because our class is a regular class? If it was the Qingbei class, would it be reported like this? Chen Bin stared fiercely at the table and complained in a low voice.
"grade director, is it a dog?" Wu Zhaochao's invective came from behind him.
The entire classroom was filled with the whispered curses of the boys.
The class bell rang, and it happened that the first class was the class teacher's class. He seemed to be in order, and got up to lecture, "Okay, class." ”。
However, most people were absent-minded in this class.