The fourth-grade child is already very aware of right and wrong, and he is trying his best to prove that the teacher is not wrong, but he is talking when he goes downstairs, and he doesn't pay attention to stepping on the air.

The boy's father looked a little unsightly, but he was quite respectful to the child.

"Okay, I got it."

"That--teacher, I'm a little quick-tempered, mainly because I'm too anxious about the child. I'm so sorry. ”

The boy's teacher shook his head very generously and said, "It's okay, it's all a trivial matter, the child has school insurance, you go to the hospital for a check-up, and I'll reimburse you when you come back." ”

The teacher talked about other things, and didn't pursue what had just happened.

The boy's father's face also looked a little better, and he left with the boy first.

The office finally regained its calm again, and several teachers tacitly looked at each other without complaining.

After all, the wind is still here.

"Several, can I turn off the sound during my live broadcast, do you need it?"

Feng Yin's half-joking words amused several teachers, and everyone talked a few words together, and the atmosphere was a lot more relaxed.

The bell rings and two teachers go out to class and three teachers go back to the office to rest.

Once again, the bell rings, and classes begin.

A few teachers who returned to the office chatted with Feng Yin and told a lot of interesting things.

The time for chatting passed very quickly, and the time for a class was approaching.

Several teachers stood up, moved their bodies, and prepared to go back to the classroom.

"Bell ———-"

Hurriedly, an elongated siren sounded suddenly.

The wind roared to his feet and watched several teachers rush out of the office door.

"Student!"

"Quick, student!"

They were the first to rush to the classroom, not the open space downstairs.

I don't know why the fire alarm goes off, but the students are more important.

[Oh my God, was it a fire just now? 】

[They went to the classroom, and none of them went downstairs. 】

[Wet eyes, in fact, they are all good teachers. 】

[I've always complained about the teachers at school, but at this moment, I feel that everything is not important. 】

Yes, at such a moment, all the teachers, for whatever reason, they chose to go retrograde.

They choose to protect students.

Feng Yin's class was on the first floor, and in order to speed up, she turned over and sat on the handrail of the stairs and slid down.

Within seconds, Feng Yin rushed into the classroom, and together with the teacher who was in class, arranged for the students to evacuate.

At the same time, the principal, director, etc. all went out to arrange the students first, and then find out the reason.

The whole school has a fire alarm system, and the smoke alarm will automatically alarm when it reaches a certain concentration.

After the alarm sounds, the spraying system is activated.

Before they could evacuate outside, some of the children were drenched, but under the comfort and guidance of the teacher, they were evacuated in an orderly manner.

Someone in the live broadcast room reported the fire alarm as soon as possible, and the fire alarm was quickly dispatched.

Li Sanyi, Zhang Boer and others who were outside rushed into the school as soon as possible, ready to help.

The children ran out of the school building in groups, looking at the more and more people on the playground, everyone had a question in their hearts: what about the fire?

Yes, where is the fire.

The children came out one after another, and many of the children didn't have time to wear their padded jackets, shivering in the cold on the playground.

Feng Yin first helped the children out, and then she continued to go upstairs, looking for any children left behind, and the fire point.

At the same time, the principal and some people were also looking.