Sweet 80s

Because the 'murderer' could not be identified for a while.

During the class meeting on Monday, the head teacher, Mr. Yang, mentioned the matter again.

“Don’t do evil even if it’s small, and don’t refrain from doing good even if it’s small. I’ve said this countless times, but there are still students who don’t listen, remember, or reflect…”

She walked down from the podium and stared at the expressions of her classmates one by one.

"This behavior is extremely bad. You think it's just breaking a window, but if you really want to take it too far, it's damaging the school's finances and you will be held legally responsible..."

The scolding echoed in the classroom like thunder, but it still had no effect.

"You don't want to admit it, right? Well, in that case, we can only use other methods..."

Teacher Yang and the head teacher of Class 51 brought the witness to the classroom.

"I said, if someone saw someone using a slingshot to hit someone in the window, let this student identify who did something wrong and refuses to admit it..."

Ji Xiaoguang and Dabao are sitting at the front and back tables.

He hid his head behind Dabao in panic, took out a pencil and poked Dabao's back repeatedly.

"Ji Xiaoguang, sit up straight!" Teacher Yang's voice was so loud that he was frightened and immediately stiffened his body.

"Are you sure you saw a male student?"

The students from Class 51 who witnessed the incident nodded and confirmed: "Yes, it was a dark and thin boy."

"Okay, all boys stand up."

With a swish, the boys stood up one after another.

The fifth-grade boy walked over, looking up and down, as if he had taken on a difficult task, observing everyone carefully and attentively.

Just as the other party was about to approach.

Ji Xiaoguang's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, his hands were clenched into fists, and sweat began to drip down his forehead. He was obviously in extreme tension and fear.

Bang~bang~bang~

The other party seemed to have transformed into an extremely huge beast, and the footsteps at this moment were as deafening as thunder.

The increasingly close breathing broke the silence, and a tense atmosphere surrounded Ji Xiaoguang.

When their eyes meet, they will surely be devoured.

Ji Xiaoguang was burdened with infinite fear like a mountain, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

As the other party's footsteps got closer, Ji Xiaoguang finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Before Dabao could speak, he took the initiative.

"It was Lin Kai, Teacher Yang. It was Lin Kai who broke the window." As he said that, Ji Xiaoguang walked to Dabao and took out the tool used in the crime from his trouser pocket.

Dabao widened his eyes and looked at Ji Xiaoguang in disbelief.

The other person was looking at the teacher with a righteous and determined expression.

It's over. Turning oneself in and being reported are two different concepts.

Since Dabao has decided to help Ji Xiaoguang, he will definitely fulfill his promise, but he is only a child of seven or eight years old.

Faced with the aggressiveness of senior classmates and the sharp and sinister eyes of the head teacher, Dabao was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

Before I had finished preparing myself mentally, Ji Xiaoguang had ruthlessly accused me and wronged me.

At this moment, he felt particularly wronged.

Tears welled up in Dabao's eyes. When Teacher Yang saw this, although he was still angry, his expression was noticeably softer.

She moistened her throat and said to the others, "Okay, sit down, Lin Kai, come to my office after school."

As soon as the school bell rang, everyone, including Ji Xiaoguang, left the school quickly.

Dabao packed up his things and went to find Teacher Yang in disappointment.

He knew that the slingshot was taken out of his pocket, and nothing he said now would clear him of suspicion.

He thought he would be greeted with a severe rebuke, but unexpectedly, Teacher Yang said something calmly that made him even more uneasy.

"Lin Kai, although your academic performance is not good, you are not a particularly naughty child. If you said that the slingshot belonged to Ji Xiaoguang, I would believe it. Why do you also..."

Teacher Yang continued speaking while arranging the lesson plan books on the table.

"A red bird becomes red when it is close to a red bird, and a black bird becomes black when it is close to a black bird. I think you should stop hanging out with naughty classmates and focus on studying..."

Dabao could only accept the teacher's criticism silently. Tears couldn't help but fall, and his body twitched as he cried.

"Teacher...I was wrong...I was wrong..."

Dabao admitted his mistake in time, hoping to be forgiven by his class teacher.

Teacher Yang nodded with satisfaction.

"A good child is one who corrects his mistakes. However, you have to pay for the damaged glass. How about this, after school tonight, I'll go to your house and explain the situation to your parents..."

Dabao seemed to have heard it wrongly. His mind went blank and it took him a long time to react.

Isn’t a home visit just going to someone’s house to file a complaint?

It's over, it's over. If the previous 'the sky is falling' was just a joke, this time he will witness the whole process with his own eyes.

He was obviously panicking inside, but he had to appear calm on the surface.

The pressure is always bothering him, and this forced calmness makes Dabao bear a weight that he shouldn't bear at his age.

Finally made it to the afternoon school day.

Looking at the sun still high in the sky, my steps to go home felt so heavy for the first time, as if there was a road that I would never finish.

"Mom, I'm back." The voice was weak and listless, forming a sharp contrast with his usual confident appearance.

In fact, after returning at noon, Wang Shuping noticed something was wrong.

It is rare for a talkative mouth to be quiet, and usually this situation is related to either physical health or high or low mood.

Wang Shuping thought that since Dabao didn't speak up, he might have had a quarrel with his classmates, so she didn't ask too much.

I had been thinking of having a chat with Dabao after dinner about the incident of the jar being broken by the slingshot, so that I could give him a proper education.

But before we could even cook, our homeroom teacher, Teacher Yang, came to our door.

Wang Shuping was surprised by the arrival of the head teacher, and she also guessed why Dabao was in a bad mood today.

"Lin Kai is a smart kid, but he doesn't use his intelligence in the right way..."

Teacher Yang calmly informed the student about Dabao's performance in school in recent times.

Wang Shuping was stunned by what she heard. If she didn't have a good memory, she would have really taken out a notebook to write it down.

Next, Teacher Yang began to list each of Dabao's "crimes".

In class, I often hold two magnets and use the principle of like poles repelling each other to push one magnet forward.

Place the coin under the white paper and slide the pencil across the surface to create the shape of the coin.

Draw watches on your wrist and those of your classmates.

Roll up the textbooks one by one and insert them into the middle gap of the book.

"Lin Kai used an eraser to erase all the words on the notebook, then rubbed the eraser residue into strips and insisted on treating others to noodles..."

When talking about this, Wang Shuping felt complicated.

She was angry and wanted to laugh, and several times she had to scold Dabao who was doing homework in the room to hide her emotions.

"I used a knife to cut the corners of the wooden desk and carved the word 'treasure' on the desk..."

"Oh, that's his nickname." Wang Shuping regretted her explanation. In fact, she was also afraid when facing the teacher.

Teacher Yang nodded and continued, "That's not surprising, but the seats are changed every ten days or half a month. Does it mean that every table needs to be engraved?"

"Yes, yes, I will tell him..."

"Have you read his diary?" Wang Shuping was stunned when asked by Teacher Yang.

She would make sure to complete her homework, but she never checked the contents of her diary.

"A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. A diary can help students improve their memory and expression skills. Many great writers also have the habit of writing diaries. Do you know what he wrote?"

Wang Shuping shook her head obediently.

Teacher Yang sighed first, then relayed: "He said, it rained a few days ago, and my mother gave me an umbrella to keep me from getting wet..."

Up to this point, Wang Shuping still hadn't figured out what the problem was. Although the content was fabricated, the strong mother-son love in it was still touching.

Then, Teacher Yang continued, "Mom caught a cold after being poured with water, and she died..."

......

Hehehehe

He is really a filial son~

"Once he picked up a lighter from somewhere and smashed the outer shell, then used what was inside, a stun gun, to shock someone's arm..."

After hearing this, Wang Shuping was no longer in the mood to laugh.

"besides..."

After Teacher Yang finished telling the whole story of the "slingshot incident" that happened in the physical education class this morning, Wang Shuping's face had become extremely ugly.

By the time I sent the head teacher out the door, the DNA of a Northeastern mother was awakening.

"Lin Kai! Get out here!"