Zhou Dafu's heart trembled, you must know that an extremely poor student like him could not bear such a punishment no matter what. He felt his mouth dry, raised the paper cup, and drank the tea in one gulp.

The bitterness was all over his mouth, and he hadn't drunk much tea as a child, so he couldn't get used to the bitter taste.

A few seconds later, along with the bitterness, there was indeed a wonderful sweetness.

But at the moment, he was in a bad mood and didn't have time to seriously experience the touch in his mouth. He was able to wake up to the fact that he was in trouble right now.

He was at the age of rebellion, and he didn't feel like he had done anything wrong at the moment.

He sat down in his chair without saying a word, his elbows resting on the armrests of the chair.

"How?" The headmaster squinted his eyes and looked at him hard, trying to find something in his expression, "You're not convinced?" ”

"Yes, I'm not convinced." Zhou Dafu raised his head, and in his eyes was innocent except for recklessness.

This look really made the principal feel funny.

"Hahaha." The principal stood up and refilled him with another cup of tea, "Do you know what life is after it is extremely hard? ”

"Hmph." Zhou Dafu sneered, "You want to use tea to tell me the truth?" Of course I know what you're trying to say is sweet. ”

"No, I would say that if you don't deal with what is distressing you in the right and proper way, or if you can't find a solution to the problem, then you will taste the illusion of sweetness for a while, and the truth will put you in an even more bitter situation."

At this time, Zhou Dafu suddenly felt a more bitter feeling in his mouth, and he couldn't help retching twice.

He frowned and asked, "What exactly are you giving me to drink?" ”

"Haha, this doesn't matter." The principal took another bottle of freshly squeezed sugarcane juice and put it in front of Zhou Dafu, "Instead of hovering in pain, you should choose healthy and sweet from the beginning." ”

Zhou Dafu wondered, when did this principal conjure up a glass of sugarcane juice?

The headmaster noticed the doubt in his heart and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, "Don't get distracted, Daisuke." You have to remember what I say. ”

"What did you say?" Daisuke was a little confused.

"Okay, come back to your senses. Then I ask you now, do you recognize your mistake? ”

"I could be at fault, because I broke the window and seriously injured my classmates. But the fault was not all on me, because I was bullied by my homeroom teacher. ”

The headmaster slapped the table suddenly: "I tend to be a little right, but not all right, and even wrong." You feel that you are wrong now, which is your psychological progress. However, you should bear most of the responsibility, and your homeroom teacher is only one factor that affects your mood. It's you who really do the wrong thing. ”

Zhou Dafu was a little anxious: "I admit that I was wrong, principal. So what should I do? Headmaster. My mom is still bedridden and my grandma can't move on her own and needs to be taken care of. The disabled father makes money by pedaling a tricycle to pull some goods for others, and there is no way to compensate so much. ”

"Huh? You said you would try to make amends. ”

"When I said that, I thought the whole thing wasn't that serious."

"Not that serious?" The principal's expression suddenly became serious, "Do you think everything is as simple as a child's house?" ”

"This ......" Zhou Dafu lowered his head, so anxious that he was about to cry.

"But." The principal suddenly said, "What I said carries a lot of weight, as long as I don't let you be disciplined, you can not be punished." And

I can also help you with compensation. As long as you can promise me one condition. ”

Looking at the headmaster's unfathomable face, Zhou Dafu felt his heart pounding. He couldn't see through what kind of medicine was sold in the principal's gourd, and he didn't think of what he wanted to find out from the principal's expression.

He sat up straight out of nervousness, his eyes staring straight at the man across from him who had the most say in school.

"What do you want me to agree to?"

"Hehe, it's not difficult. All I want you to do is test with the people in your class. Collect as much as you can about the tragic experience of someone in your class, and find a way to naturally let the rest of the class know and record their reactions and actions. Then, collect the tragic experience of the next person. Until the data is sufficient. ”

Zhou Dafu was very puzzled: "Principal, why do you want me to do this?" ”

The headmaster winked at him, "It's a secret, you just have to do it." As long as you do something that satisfies me, I will not only be able to exempt you from punishment, but also help you buy glass, repair windows, and pay for the medical expenses of the classmate who was injured by you. ”

Zhou Dafu didn't think about it again, but directly agreed to this request: "Principal, wrap it up on me, I will definitely satisfy you." ”

The principal smiled and nodded, looking at his back, his smile gradually enlarged, and there was an unfathomable light in his eyes, as if he could see through Zhou Dafu's body.

Daisuke was on his way back to the classroom, slowly, and felt worried. Although it is very good that the principal has exempted himself from punishment, it is also too difficult to collect the tragic experience of the students in the class and let the other students know. He couldn't help but wonder if he would be able to complete this task.

"The principal really has a problem for me." "But I can't think of any other way now." ”

He walked slowly to the door of the classroom, and heard the slow and logical sound of Teacher Meng's lecture coming from inside, lazy and sluggish, and a kind of self-intoxication.

"Heck, this crazy woman, she lectures like this, and she thinks she is amazing." Daisuke grimaced at the glass on the door, "It's time to say how difficult it is for me." If the teacher in charge of the next class, Mr. Li, told that it was not easy for him, it would be fine, but an irresponsible teacher like you would dare to boast to such a height, and he would also be a god. ”

was complaining, when he heard Teacher Meng's boastful voice coming from the classroom, lazily complaining: "You guys, you are really stupid, you have said it so many times, and you can't even refine the central idea until now." ”

"Hmph." Daisuke pretended to spit at the door, but in fact his mouth was dry and he couldn't spit out anything at all, "This scum teacher, let us refine the central idea, you yourself are looking at the answers, you don't know how to answer the questions yourself!" Take a look at Mr. Li next door, and organize the ideas for the students to do the questions, and also make up the exercises for the students to do. And you, the ugly girl Meng, will only read the answer. ”

"What's screaming next to that!" Teacher Meng's voice suddenly became higher, and he pulled the classroom door open, and the strong wind almost knocked Daisuke's small body down.

Teacher Meng put her hands on her waist, her eyes were full of fire, and her mouth showed that she was extremely angry at the moment.

Daisuke opened his mouth in surprise, trying to run away only to find that it was too late. As soon as he turned around, the collar of the school uniform in the back was grabbed by Teacher Meng.

Teacher Meng usually looks very weak, and even a small textbook needs students to help hold it. However, at this moment, her strength is amazing.

"Zhou Daisuke!" She roared like a lion in Daisuke's ear, almost getting bigger

Fu's eardrum burst, "Who do you say is an ugly woman?" You say, who is the ugly woman? I'll tell you, I went from kindergarten to graduate school. You stinky boy, you don't look at your own mother's virtues, so you come to make up my looks! ”

Daisuke seemed to suddenly sigh in his heart, this woman! She seriously touched Daisuke's bottom line - mother.

Daisuke's mother was bedridden all the year round, and although she was only forty years old, she looked gray and weak due to her illness. When he first entered high school, Mr. Meng came to visit his home and saw his mother's tragic condition, he couldn't help but have no words of concern, and even covered his nose and frowned at Daisuke's family background.

After Mr. Zhou came to Zhou's house, he looked at a chair full of dust, shook his head in disgust, and simply stood with his hands in front of his chest, his legs spread ten centimeters apart, and bent slightly. The corners of her mouth showed obvious contempt and dissatisfaction.

After standing for less than ten seconds, she began to complain, "Oh hey, my leg is sore." ”

Zhou Dafu bit his lip, and the humility and rebellion in the young man's heart were ignited in an instant: "There is a chair, but you don't want to sit on it." ”

Teacher Meng's eyes widened and he gasped: "I said, how can you talk like a child?" ”

"That's how I speak, do you like to listen or not?"

"Okay, I'm a teacher, I have teacher ethics, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Teacher Zhou continued to frown, walked a few steps casually in this small space, and caught a glimpse of the quilt on the bed moving.

"Oops." She hid behind Zhou Dafu and pointed to the bed, "What is that?" ”

Zhou Dafu turned his head and stared at her with fierce eyes: "That's my mother, she's sick." ”

Teacher Zhou began to be surprised again: "Sick? What disease? ”

"Tuberculosis."

"Why don't you go and see it?"

"Because I don't have any money."

"Huh?" Teacher Zhou's face suddenly bloomed, "It turns out that you are the legendary poor people." I really didn't know what kind of house the poor lived in. ”

Zhou Dafu's eyes were red and trembling. Zhou Dafu's father hurriedly blocked in front of the child.

"Excuse me, what do you do?" Teacher Zhou asked Father Zhou.

Father Zhou scratched his head: "I don't have any ability, now I'm lame, it's difficult to find a job, and I usually pick up rags to get by." ”

"I said, Daisuke's father." She cocked her orchid fingers, pinched her nose with two fingers, and said in a sharp voice while looking at the three-square-meter small dilapidated house, "This house is really too dilapidated." Your family of three, oh, and the old lady who can only be counted as half a person, three and a half people, crowded in this small dilapidated house, is very detrimental to the growth of Zhou Dafu's classmates. It's not that I'm talking about you, you're the only strong man in this family, you don't know anything, it's too useless. ”

Grandma, who had lost her legs, was already deaf and dizzy, sitting in a chair next to the old TV, knocking on a long branch that was used as a crutch, and she was missing a lot of teeth, and she spoke a little unpleasantly: "Yes...... Who's coming? ”

Teacher Meng covered his face with a bag: "Oh, how did this old lady speak, it scared me to death." ”

"You ......" Father Zhou was obviously angry, but he was suppressing his anger, mostly for his children's academic considerations.

Teacher Meng took two steps back, hurriedly opened the door, and said in a panic: "Today's home visit is over, and I won't come to your home again." ”

That day, Daisuke looked at the back of Teacher Meng fleeing in a hurry, and a sense of humiliation arose in his heart. He hated this homeroom teacher from then on.

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