The applause dissipated, and the room returned to calm.

"Teacher Kang said well, no matter what the meaning of education is, education is not far away and cannot be an excuse for using violence."

After listening to Kangda's words, Zhuang Zhou felt a little relieved, if everyone thought the same as Ma Yan, then no matter how good the grades of the experimental middle school were, it would eventually lose the original meaning of education.

At this time, Hu Han slowly stood up and said, "Headmaster, I also have a few words to say. ”

Zhuang Zhou looked at him slightly, nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Hu Han looked at Ma Yan and said calmly: "Zhang Fan, this child was originally a student of my sixth class, but for some reason he was transferred to the ninth class of junior high school. ”

Hu Han's voice was deep and deep, and it was difficult to associate this voice with his stature.

He continued: "Even though we didn't have much contact with each other when we first started, I knew he wasn't the kind of student who was mischievous. ”

"On the contrary, if a classmate in the class has a bad stomach, he is the first to send his classmate to the infirmary, and when he is late for class, he will bow and apologize. Kindness and integrity are all my impressions of him. ”

"Zhang Fan, he is the class leader of my sixth class and the representative of the English class."

Song Chunmei looked at Hu Han with some surprise, she didn't expect Hu Han to get up and defend Zhang Fan.

She originally thought that Zhang Fan's transfer of classes might be due to discord with the sixth class of junior high school, but it seems that there is another hidden reason in it.

Hu Han glanced at Ma Yan deeply: "Teacher Ma, it's okay for you to beat people, but what is the deep hatred for you to beat a student who is only in the first year of junior high school into a concussion?" ”

After Hu Han finished speaking, he sat back in his position and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The word concussion is still very unfamiliar to these teachers, and Hu Han only heard Wang Qiang mention a few words.

When everyone in the conference room heard the word "concussion", they were also in an uproar, and their eyes when they looked at Ma Yan changed.

Ma Yan stayed in his seat and didn't speak, his already old face instantly aged a few years old, and he collapsed weakly on the chair, his hands hanging to his side.

Zhuang Zhou didn't expect that in just one week, Zhang Fan was impressed by the head teacher, and he felt a slight emotion in his heart and was even more resentful of Ma Yan's behavior.

Ma Yan looked depressed, Zhuang Zhou did not relent, "revolution" needs bloodshed, but sometimes "reform" also needs to be done.

"Ma Yan, I don't embarrass you, you resign yourself or wait for the Education Bureau to send someone to investigate, you can choose the same yourself."

As soon as Zhuang Zhou's words fell, the people around him gasped.

Even though they already knew that Ma Yan might really resign because of this matter, when an outstanding provincial teacher was persuaded to retire, their hearts were still turbulent.

"This new principal is not a fuel-efficient lamp, even Ma Yan dares to dissuade him directly." The teachers present were all amazed.

Ma Yan's expression was extremely bitter, he is an excellent teacher at the provincial level!

I can find a good job title in a municipal middle school, but I was persuaded to quit by a small county middle school.

But Ma Yan himself knows that if he doesn't leave, I'm afraid that someone from the Education Bureau will really come down to investigate, and it will not just be a matter of resignation......

"Principal Zhuang, I'm afraid this is not very good, Teacher Ma Yan is the only provincial excellent teacher in our county! If Mr. Ma leaves, the reputation of our school will drop a lot! Vice Principal Huang Can finally spoke, he sat on Zhuang Zhou's right hand, his voice was low, only the high-level officials of the surrounding schools could hear his words.

Zhuang Zhou knew that this old fox couldn't help it, after all, Ma Yan was dug and cultivated by him Huang Can, if Ma Yan left, his influence in the school would be greatly reduced.

"Principal Huang, do you think that Teacher Ma will be able to protect our school's reputation if he doesn't leave?" Zhuang Zhou asked sharply, his tone was so high that almost all the teachers present heard it.

Huang Can's face froze, and his greasy face was covered with gloomy color: "Principal Zhuang, how do you say this?" ”

Zhuang Zhou smiled and said: "Article 16 of the Compulsory Education Law of China clearly stipulates that corporal punishment of students is prohibited", and Article 37 of the Teachers Law also clearly stipulates that if the corporal punishment of students does not change after education, the teacher shall be given administrative sanctions or dismissed, and if the circumstances are serious and constitute a crime, criminal responsibility shall be investigated according to law. ”

"Principal Huang, do you say that Ma Yan's stay in the school has a big impact, or does it have a big impact after leaving the school?"

The teachers and school officials in the conference room were terrified, and they only hoped that the war between the school's first and second leaders would not involve them.

……

When Zhang Fan stepped into the classroom again, the originally noisy classroom was like a person being grabbed by the throat, and it instantly fell silent.

Zhang Fan's eyes looked back, saw Xiao Hong sitting in the back row, and found that he was also looking at himself, nodded slightly, and then sat back in his place under the attention of everyone.

There was a commotion in the classroom of the ninth class of junior high school, and of course the most discussed was Zhang Fan.

Zhang Mengmeng noticed Zhang Fan the moment he walked into the classroom, and his heart involuntarily accelerated.

"Does that faint red mark on his face still hurt?" Zhang Mengmeng's heart went up and down.

Zhang Fan ignored everyone's strange eyes, he sat back in his place, and immediately took out his own copy of "Hua Tuo Shenfang" and read it with relish.

"15 grams of angelica, rehman, Chuanxiong, white peony, peach kernel, and safflower, plus a loofah."

"This traditional Chinese medicine prescription can dissolve blood stasis, it is the famous peach blossom Siwu soup, but I don't know if it can dissolve this blood stasis on my face." Zhang Fan secretly speculated while looking at this old ancient book.

But Zhang Fan just thought about it at most, he didn't dare to use it on himself.

Many TCM prescriptions have not been tested in clinical trials, and they are not aware of any toxic side effects. However, it is known that many traditional Chinese medicines can cause damage to liver and kidney function, and after use, they will do more harm than good.

Zhang Mengmeng saw that Zhang Fan ignored him, and was a little lost, he would greet him every time he entered the door before.

"Zhang Fan, how are you feeling?" Zhang Mengmeng's soft voice came, pulling Zhang Fan's thoughts back to reality from the book.

"Huh?" Zhang Fan just came back to his senses, a little incomprehensible, looked at Zhang Mengmeng and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"How is your health?" Zhang Mengmeng said angrily, actually talking to herself and holding the yellow book.

Zhang Fan looked at her somewhat angry little face, with that beautiful voice, and the slightly depressed mood in his heart because of Ma Yan also dissipated most of it.

"Squad leader, I'm fine." Zhang Fan replied with a smile.

Zhang Mengmeng wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose, a little puzzled, and asked, "Then why did you suddenly faint?" ”

"The doctor said it might have been because of the hit on the head, but it's fine now." Zhang Fan found that his lying skills were becoming more and more sophisticated.

"Maybe it's because your skin has thickened?" Zhang Fan thought.