779. Speak up for the disadvantaged

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"Teacher Zhou, if you don't believe it, call Huang Qianqian to see if there are any scars on her body. I can guarantee that Huang Qianqian was absolutely abused by her family! ”

Seeing that Zhou Shuhua still didn't believe his words, the New Year's painting was so anxious that he almost swore an oath.

Just at this time, the class bell rang, and Zhou Shuhua said to the New Year's painting: "Don't think nonsense, go back to class first." ”

"Teacher Zhou, you just need to call Huang Qianqian to take a look, if it turns out that my guess is wrong, no matter what you ask in the future, I will do everything!"

There was no way, seeing that Zhou Shuhua and other teachers still didn't believe their words, the New Year's painting had to sacrifice a big move.

Although she gambled on her comfortable life in the future, if Huang Qianqian really suffered domestic violence, she missed an opportunity to help her, child abuse, domestic violence, sexual assault and other things are often hot searches in her world, these future flowers They are still a vulnerable group, and someone needs to stand up and speak up for them.

"Really?"

Hearing that the New Year's painting made them believe that they had gambled on the rights and interests they had won so hard, Zhou Shuhua finally reacted.

Last time, these teachers lost to New Year's paintings, and they were very unwilling, losing to a student, it was too embarrassing for them teachers.

Now that they finally have a chance, of course they have to take it.

"Teacher Zhou, just call Huang Qianqian over to take a look, it won't take a few minutes."

Before Zhou Shuhua could speak, the other teachers couldn't wait to come up and persuade them, they were all interested in the promise of the New Year's painting just now.

"Teacher Liu, the next class is your Chinese class, you can do a favor and call Huang Qianqian over."

When Mr. Liu arrived at the door of the office, he heard such a sentence.

He was bitter in his heart, if he could, he also wanted to stay and see if the New Year's painting would lose in the end, but he still had to go to class, and the key was that these colleagues also let him be an errand runner.

It's infuriating!

After a while, Huang Qianqian arrived at the door of the office.

"Report!"

When you listen to the sound, you will be weak.

Zhou Shuhua beckoned to Huang Qianqian and said, "Huang Qianqian, come in." ”

Huang Qianqian walked in step by step, her steps were very small, and when she saw that the New Year's painting was also here, her eyes were full of surprise.

"Huang Qianqian, the New Year's classmate said that your family abused you, is this true?"

Zhou Shuhua got straight to the point, and asked early to be able to pronounce the New Year's painting lost.

Huang Qianqian's face suddenly showed a panicked look, and she shook her head again and again: "No, no, really not!" ”

Zhou Shuhua looked at the New Year's painting with a smile: "New Year's painting, did you hear it?" ”

New Year's painting is speechless, it's strange that you can ask such a question.

"Teacher Zhou, whether Huang Qianqian has been abused or not, you just need to look at the scars on her arms and neck."

Zhou Shuhua and several other teachers looked at Huang Qianqian: "Huang Qianqian, you turn the cuffs up and show the New Year's paintings." ”

Huang Qianqian lowered her head and didn't say a word.

The New Year's paintings look like they're dying, why is this kid so cowardly?

"Huang Qianqian, you don't even listen to the teacher, do you?"

The New Year's painting simply walked over directly, lightened his strength and lifted Huang Qianqian's arm, and rolled up her sleeves.

"It hurts, it hurts~"

Although the New Year's painting was also very distressed, he still didn't let go.

It's 10,000 times better to hurt now than to be abused in the future.

The New Year's painting was the first person to see Huang Qianqian's arm, and the whole person was frightened, and then more distressed, this arm made her hands tremble.

She choked up: "Teacher, look! ”