Yanguo, a middle school, Puhua school.

In one of the brightly lit classrooms, students were playing.

At this time, a thin figure, carrying a thick school bag, walked into the classroom with his head down.

As soon as he walked to his seat, he found his desk full of snack garbage bags and old books, he paused, but remained silent, expertly picking up the garbage and throwing it into the trash can at the back of the classroom.

Looking at his skillful movements, it is obvious that this is not the first time he has encountered it.

And the surrounding classmates didn't pay attention to him at all.

After throwing away the garbage, he cleaned up his desk, opened his thick school bag, took out a textbook, and apparently, he packed all the books in his school bag and carried them back.

Soon after, the class bell rang.

Then, a middle-aged man with Mediterranean hair appeared at the door of the classroom and walked straight to the podium.

The middle-aged man looked down and didn't speak directly about class,

Because after he walked to the podium, some of the students below were still talking, especially in the last two rows, he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, but he was helpless.

His class can be said to be the worst class in the whole grade, all bad students are thrown here, and a few bad students are thrown in, if it weren't for the fact that the family has a little power, they would have been expelled a long time ago, and middle-aged men don't dare to reprimand them directly, otherwise they are likely to lose face.

At last he looked at the thin figure in the middle, sitting precariously, and he felt very timid just by looking at it, and it was true.

The middle-aged man remembered that his name seemed to be Xie Yu, and he had just been bullied by several bad students when he was transferred to this class this semester, and he had come to complain.

"Hehe, that's ridiculous." Thinking of this, the middle-aged man sneered in his heart.

Why do so many people bully you if they don't bully, and they are embarrassed to find a teacher for their own problems, the middle-aged man thinks so and responds like this.

After all, he is not a teacher for teaching and educating people, just because this job is easy and profitable, so he will not have enough to eat and have nothing to do, and do some thankless work.

"But the bell has been ringing for so long, it doesn't make sense."

The middle-aged man thought about it, looked at Xie Yu, and had an idea.

He slammed the book in his hand on the podium and reprimanded loudly, "Xie Yu, didn't you see the class?" ”

Xie Yu, who was sitting upright in the seat, raised his head and looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he was saying.

Then his face turned pale and he stammered, "Teacher, I'm ...... I ......"

Looking at his performance, the middle-aged man sneered again in his heart, and shouted directly: "Didn't you see the class?" Still whispering. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Xie Yu in the audience to explain, he pointed to the wall behind the classroom and ordered: "You stand in the back and listen to this class, don't affect other students, you don't want to go to class, others still want to go to class." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Xie Yu's face and struggled for a moment, then bowed his head silently, and walked silently to the back of the classroom, his heart was inexplicably refreshed, and it was exactly as he expected.

By teaching a student, he can quiet down the other noisy students in the classroom, and he will not be disproved by those bad students, it is really killing two birds with one stone, as for the students who are woken up, what does it matter to him, he can't afford a little setback.

If you were in ancient times, maybe you could be a top strategist, and it would be okay to be a marquis.

Thinking about it, the middle-aged man's heart floated, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of laughter from the audience.

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and looked down, and found that a thin figure was falling to the ground, it was Xie Yu who had just gone to the back row of the classroom.

And the students around looked like they didn't care about themselves, laughing.

"Waste is waste, and you will fall down when you walk,"

"Is it interesting for him to live like this? If I were him, I would have killed myself. ”

"Don't say that, he's here to give us a laugh, and it's going to be boring if he's dead."

Hearing the sound of detailed discussion below, although he felt that Xie Yu might have something hidden, he didn't want to pay too much attention, he was just an ordinary teacher, although he was the head teacher of this class, but his job was to teach, how could he have so much time to take care of these things, and it was not good to have this time to watch the live broadcast of beauties on the Internet.

Thinking of those beautiful anchors, the middle-aged man couldn't help but fall into memories again.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses, hurriedly looked down, and was slightly relieved to see that no one was paying attention to him.

He coughed lightly twice, and said loudly with a serious face, "Go to class." ”

The original owner is called Xie Yu.

Recalling those fragmentary memories in his mind, he couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the original owner.

From these memories, we know that the original owner does not have any big ambitions and ideals, and just wants to be an ordinary person who can grow up healthy and happy.

But the reality is not as he wants, four years ago, his sister, who was born not long ago, was abducted by human traffickers.

Three years ago, his parents were both killed in a car accident, although this kind of thing was desperate, but with the compensation of the driver who caused the accident, the subsequent life can still be lived.

But when the original owner's parents held a funeral, the uncle who had not been in contact with his family for a long time came out, and quickly gained his trust through rhetoric, and within a few days said that he was afraid that he would spend money indiscriminately, and he wanted to help him keep the inheritance.

And the original owner, a 13-year-old boy at the time, didn't know how much darkness there was in society, so he stupidly believed it.

His so-called uncle, in the first year, still hid his fangs, and did not do anything to the original owner, but from the second year, he began to deduct pocket money for various reasons of the original owner, and later on, there was no pocket money, he was forced to do housework, and even the meals he ate were leftover, and he was beaten and scolded if he was in a bad mood.

Originally, such a life was already unfortunate, but who knew that more misfortunes came out from a few months ago.

At the beginning of this year, because he was disliked by the teacher, he was assigned to the second (11th) class of high school, which is the worst class in their school, which does not refer to poor learning, but poor discipline.

Among them, there are many bad students who often violate discipline and regulations, but have never been expelled, which is the so-called second-generation class.

The original owner was very unlucky, his thin body and cowardly character, coupled with the ordinary family, from the beginning of the class, he was bullied, as small as throwing his textbooks into the trash can and stuffing the garbage into his desk, so big that he dragged him into the toilet with just one look and began to beat him unscrupulously.

But there was always a glimmer of light in the original owner's heart, and he quietly told the head teacher that he wanted him to help him, but in exchange for questioning words and an indifferent look, just like that, he slowly fell into the abyss.

If he continues like this, maybe one day he will lose the last hope in life, choose to end himself, and embrace death.

Or meet the right person in the subsequent life, gradually get out of the shadow of being bullied and embrace a new life, but have they really come out? It's more just unwilling to recall those cruel and painful memories, and choose to bury them deep in their hearts.

And the most, is the last possibility, in the bullied environment painfully survived, until graduation, grow up and go to society, and then hide this matter in the depths of the heart, against the devastated body and mind, like the walking dead, a lifetime in the painful memory of the inextricable, if no miracle happens, they will never be able to have their own happiness.

But even so, with the original owner's desire for life, it is impossible to commit suicide at will, and ants are still stealing life, let alone people?