Chapter 475 [Daily Life] 5

After dealing with the matter of Teacher Wang, the head teacher of Class 2 (3) could not escape, and he, as the head teacher of the grade, could not escape criticism either.

Director Lin pinched his nose and just put down the phone when he answered the call from the principal.

Their school is a key middle school in the city. While ensuring the admission rate, the school spirit is also relatively clean. The school bullying that Feng Lan suffered and the consciousness issues involved behind it have been considered a major event in the past decade.

Their school is to cultivate talents, but they will not ignore the moral level of students and teach a bunch of scum.

Feng Lan was led by Teacher Li, who held her hand with a warm and flexible woman's hand. Teacher Li whispered to her from time to time to comfort Feng Lan. After they walked out of the school, Feng Lan's confused mind suddenly calmed down.

It was like a layer of film was peeled off the dim glass window, and the blurry world outside, which was as blurry as that of severe myopia, suddenly became clear, as if 100 million pixels (bushi) were turned on.

Feng Lan's mind also cleared up, and the anger and grievance in her chest stopped. She looked at her hand held by Teacher Li, who was doing a manicure. The two hands seemed to be about the same size. She also looked at the curly hair that was combed up and then fell down by her ear. Even the memories of the morning came to Feng Lan's mind.

But this time, when she was about to think of a dangerous idea, she stopped herself in time and thought about the discordant aspects in the school.

Feng Lan's mind raced, but she couldn't recall anything other than today. She had no memory of yesterday, her past, or any of her interpersonal relationships.

Feng Lan's gaze swept across the street. She had no memory, but she remembered everything here.

I've walked this road myself. There's a bank at the next turn. The pancake shop is owned by a couple. There's a traffic police officer on duty at the three-way intersection...

As for school, Feng Lan tried hard to recall. She remembered the way to school, the front and back doors of the school, the locations of the several teaching buildings, the playground, the cafeteria, and her class...

The classmates and teachers she met today appeared in her mind, but only a superficial picture of their faces. Feng Lan couldn't even remember their names, including Director Lin who helped her.

She only had the impression that he was the head teacher.

She was like an NPC with implanted memories, everything about her was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Feng Lan was awakened by the smell of disinfectant. She looked up and saw that Teacher Li had already registered with her, took the elevator upstairs, and was waiting on a chair outside the corresponding department.

Teacher Li held her hand with one hand and typed on his phone with the other hand. Occasionally he would look at Feng Lan, his eyes filled with anger, heartache, and a hint of regret.

She was angry at those people, heartbroken at Feng Lan, and regretful that as a teacher, she had not protected her students well. She was also a teacher in the second grade of high school. Normally, teachers would chat with each other in the office, and she would pass by the classroom of Class 2 (3) during class. She actually didn't notice anything unusual!

The two people were not on the same channel, but both maintained perfect silence.

Feng Lan was wearing a school uniform. After she entered, although Teacher Li didn't say much, after she lifted up her clothes, the wounds on her body said it all. The female doctor who examined her was shocked and then very angry. After all, Feng Lan was only a teenager and still a student, and such a thing happened on campus.

"So many wounds, didn't you notice anything before?" the female doctor couldn't help but complain to Teacher Li. "Some of the wounds are already inflamed. There's also a minor leg fracture and a ruptured spleen... What's going on at your school?"

Facing the doctor's complaints, Teacher Li smiled awkwardly and accepted the criticism, saying, "There will be no future. This kind of thing will never happen again."

After the examination at the hospital, Teacher Li did not take Fenglan back to school immediately. Instead, she took her to a nearby restaurant for lunch. While Fenglan was eating, Teacher Li went out to answer a phone call. She stood on the road, her expression unusually angry and serious, compared to the gentleness and determination she showed in front of Fenglan.

"Teacher Wang...he knew it a long time ago?!"

"Seven students in the class were directly involved? They admitted it? They thought it was just fun? ... The other students were just silent. This is not a good sign. There are problems with the students in this class! I told the teacher, but there was no feedback? Teacher Wang didn't solve it, and so did Teacher Zhang, Teacher Wang, and the teachers in other classes. Didn't everyone pay attention? This is not an excuse!"

"Punishment? I don't think expulsion is too much!"

"A minor quarrel? A joke between classmates? Teacher Wang, you are not qualified to participate in this meeting right now."

Feng Lan could only hear vaguely what was said because it was not at school. This matter was always a negative event for the school. After being angry, Teacher Li quickly realized that they were on the street. He lowered the volume and looked back at Feng Lan. Feng Lan quickly concentrated on eating.

After a while, when Feng Lan had almost finished eating, Teacher Li also came back with his mood adjusted. Except for his slightly red cheeks, there was nothing unusual about him. Teacher Li sat opposite Feng Lan.

"Feng Lan, have you ever thought about changing classes..." Teacher Li organized his words. "Everything that happened to you was not your fault. For better study, perhaps you can change classes. The students in Class 9 have a good atmosphere. The homeroom teacher is the new teacher, Ms. Xiaohua. She is very young and energetic..."

As Teacher Li was speaking, Feng Lan heard a crackling noise in her ears. She looked at Teacher Li, but her face became blurry. Feng Lan could no longer hear what she was saying and could only see her mouth opening and closing.

Feng Lan had a premonition, she opened her mouth, "Thank you——"

A familiar dizziness came over Feng Lan, but she didn't faint. She seemed to be hiding in the corner of this body and heard herself say, "Why?"

"Why? Feng Lan, what's wrong with you..."

Feng Lan didn't know why, but she understood the question.

Why didn't anyone help me before, and why are you here now?

"It's too late, Sensei."

Feng Lan heard these words for the last time and woke up again. Before she opened her eyes, she felt the breeze blowing on her face.

"Hmph~"

Feng Lan opened her eyes while singing. She felt a little dizzy and froze when she was about to move. She was sitting in a very high place. When she looked down, she found herself sitting on the edge of the rooftop with her feet dangling outside. If she was not careful, she might fall down.

Feng Lan's breathing stagnated. She carefully stabilized herself to avoid falling down by mistake. Feng Lan looked down and found that she seemed to be on the top of the teaching building.

"Classmate Feng Lan, please don't be impulsive!"

"You only have one life. Don't give up your future for unimportant people! Think about your family and friends and calm down."

Feng Lan heard a voice behind her. She turned her head slightly and saw Teacher Li, Director Lin, some policemen and firefighters.

They approached her as slowly as possible, trying not to provoke a reaction, and they didn't say anything that might anger her or bring up bad memories, making her hesitate to live.

Feng Lan: "..."

She said she didn't know how she got to the rooftop. Does anyone believe her?

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