Chapter 2: Let's go to the principal

What a familiar look, everyone has looked at her like that since the summer vacation of her junior high school.

But she didn't care, she was already immune.

It takes two to tango?

Oh, it's ridiculous, what she hates most is a slap that doesn't make a sound.

Doesn't it make a sound?

Jiang Zhou sneered, staring at Zhang Cheng's hand that slapped the table, and it looked like his palm was a little red.

"Director, did the table ring when you slapped it with your hand?"

"It's ringing, lo and behold, the water is splashing out, isn't that a slap in the face? What is evidence, and isn't school surveillance evidence? Have you ever investigated? Ah, no, it seems like the surveillance has never been turned on, and she accuses me of doing it? ”

"You're a student, how can you talk to a teacher like that? It's really the other way around, it's the other way around! ”

The first fire in office didn't burn out, and she was choked by the yellow-haired girl so much that she couldn't even say anything to refute, and stood up from her seat in a rage.

"Teacher Lin, this is the student you teach, but you are really capable, let's go to the principal together."

In a fit of anger, where did he still care about his identity, he rushed to Jiang Zhou and wanted to pull her out.

The elbow was about to be caught, Jiang Zhou's body flashed, and Lin Xin also stopped between the two at this time.

Helped the old-fashioned black large-rimmed glasses to the extreme, the dry well-like eyes had no waves, and a sentence popped out of the usual hoarse voice.

"Student Jiang, you should go back to the classroom first."

Too lazy to say another word, and didn't want to stay here, Jiang Zhou turned around and walked out of the office directly, and when the door closed, a conversation between the two came out faintly.

"Teacher Lin, this is how you have always shielded students?"

"What do you look like about her? Does she still have me as a director in her eyes? Just leave, don't even say hello? ”

“… Director, you don't know a lot of things when you first came to school, Jiang has always been such a character, there are many controversies and gossips about her. ”

"It can be said that whenever something bad happens between classmates, the first person everyone thinks of is her, but there is no evidence to prove that she did it."

"This year is the fourth year I have taken her, in the past four years, Jiang's grades have always been ranked first, she is not a bad student in the traditional sense, although she does not obey discipline but has never violated discipline in substance, I can't say that I know her completely, but I still understand, so I believe that this incident has nothing to do with her."

"She is a bit of a headache, but since she said that she didn't beat people, then she didn't beat her, the punishment can't be casual, it will be written in the file, and it will accompany her for a lifetime, our school is the top school in the city, focusing on the promotion rate, as long as she doesn't lag behind in her studies, some things are actually nothing."

"Lin Xin, you are a well-educated people's teacher, how can you say such a thing? Eyes open and eyes closed? In this way, will she have a good way out if she is admitted to a good university in the future? Laissez-faire is what hurts her. ”

"Director, do you think I didn't care? Both teachers and students in the school knew about Jiang's situation, and the teachers had made great efforts at first, but to no avail, and I even dissuaded him many times outside the school. ”

"Jiang is a wild rose that grows on the cliff, the thorns that climb wantonly are sharp and sharp, I have never forgotten my responsibilities as a teacher for a moment, but I am not only the teacher of Jiang alone, I am also the teacher of all my classmates."

No one let anyone, Jiang Zhou could even imagine Zhang Cheng's face and red ears arguing with Lin Xin, but Lin Xin always looked like he was going to die, and calmly said things that made people angry and helpless.

Jiang Zhou raised his head, the sun was dappled and the shadows of the trees were waving, a gust of wind blew, and the broken hair on his smooth forehead swept his eyelids.