Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

The entire long break between classes.

Ying Long did not wait for Tian Xinhui to come to the office.

He lay on the spacious, comfortable sofa chair in the office, enjoying the breeze from the air conditioner.

From the initial smugness and gloating.

Then, she became dissatisfied and angry.

The female protagonist, Tian Xinhui, did not appear outside the office window until the end of the long break.

When the school bell rang, all the students rushed back to the classroom, but Ying Long felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he had a thorn in his back.

Why hasn't Tian Xinhui arrived yet?

Twenty minutes have passed. Even if you finish your exercise and go to the toilet, you'll have plenty of time. You should be back by now.

How dare she disobey her homeroom teacher? Could it be... that she's really not afraid her uncle will expel her?

Ying Long was completely baffled.

The biology teacher's cell phone rang in his pocket. He went out to make a call and never came back.

Yinglong was left alone in the office.

A teacher came in and saw him idly sitting there. "Student, it's class time now. Why are you still in the office?"

Ying Long said awkwardly, "The homeroom teacher told me to wait for him here."

He couldn't very well say that he wanted to enjoy Tian Xinhui's embarrassment and have his uncle vent his anger for him, could he?

But after waiting for one class period, the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

Neither Tian Xinhui nor the homeroom teacher returned. Teachers gradually returned to the office.

Feeling the atmosphere growing increasingly oppressive, Ying Long sheepishly returned to the classroom in order to find out what was happening in the class.

His eyes glanced at the desk in front of him, and his body suddenly shuddered.

thing.

Where are Tian Xinhui's things?

The desk in front of me was spotless, without a trace of human presence. In the crowded classroom, an empty desk stood out conspicuously.

Where is Tian Xinhui?!

Ying Long shouted.

The classroom was noisy, but no one answered him. Instead, most of the students looked at Ying Long with the same eyes they would use to look at Zha Zi.

This unfriendly gaze made Ying Long feel extremely uncomfortable.

He can freely inflict malice on others, but he absolutely does not want to inflict malice on himself.

"Why are you looking at me like that! I may not be good at academics, but in other aspects, Tian Xinhui is no match for me at all!"

silence.

Even his deskmate moved his own desk to the farthest corner, sharing it with the trash can, rather than sit next to Ying Long. If you can't afford to offend a Celestial Dragon, can't you at least avoid him?

Everyone remained silent, and Ying Long, who was eager for a response, felt itchy to get one.

Would you say he was being bullied by others?

What benefits did Tian Xinhui give them that made them all so biased towards her?

Is this still the same Tian Xinhui, his gentle and weak backup girlfriend from back then?

How could he not know that she had such a strong sense of class cohesion?

Or was it because he was the homeroom teacher's nephew that everyone thought he had benefited from special privileges?

He was wronged!

On the other side, the Academic Affairs Office.

"what?!"

"Tian Xinhui, you want to drop out of school? No way!" The homeroom teacher rushed to the academic affairs office in a panic.

Upon opening the door and seeing Tian Xinhui, he became so anxious that he shouted and yelled.

Chen Xiaofen frowned and turned to look at the pot-bellied middle-aged man. "Is this the kind of upbringing my daughter's homeroom teacher? He comes up here and starts ordering my daughter around?"

"I have seen your school's attitude."

"I'm sorry, but I don't think I agree with the teaching style of your school's teachers. I will handle the relevant procedures for my daughter."

The homeroom teacher was taken aback, then realized that there was something wrong with her attitude.

Why is Tian Xinhui calling her parents?

Shouldn't he be the one calling the parents over to criticize and educate the student? Why did he reveal his method beforehand?

Oh no! Tian Xinhui must have exaggerated and spoken ill of him behind his back; his parents definitely won't believe him.

A middle-aged man with a large belly had beads of sweat on his forehead and kept rubbing his hands together to relieve his tension.

"Tian's mother, Teacher Ying is just short-tempered and didn't manage her emotions well for a moment..."

After saying that, the principal glared fiercely at the homeroom teacher.

The homeroom teacher's arrogant demeanor was instantly extinguished, and he had no choice but to revert from his servile manner to a respectable one.

"Tian, ​​Mr./Ms. Chen, do you think there's some misunderstanding between us?"

"Look, there are only a few months left until the college entrance examination. Tian has always been one of the top students here, and he has a very good chance of getting into Tsinghua or Peking University."

"We can't let something so trivial affect such an important part of our child's life!"

"Yes, yes, we can't let a small thing delay our child's schooling."

Chen Xiaofen gently hugged Ning Jun in her arms, "It's okay for my daughter to stay with you, it's okay."

The homeroom teacher and the portly principal breathed a sigh of relief; as long as the person remained here, everything was still negotiable.

She held up one finger. "One, change my daughter's homeroom teacher! I don't need a teacher who applies double standards!"

Then, she raised her second finger, "Two, transfer that boy who hurt my daughter to another class!"

"Thirdly, our daughter doesn't need to come to your classes! She gets higher grades at home than you teach her!"

"Impossible!" the homeroom teacher shouted instinctively.

He came here specifically to steal the credit!

He was also hoping that Tian Xinhui could help his nephew get into a 985 university.

Chen Xiaofen shielded Ning Jun behind her, saying, "Teacher Ying, this is an announcement, not a discussion!"

"If these three conditions cannot be met, we will leave and we will put up a banner to protest your actions!"

The homeroom teacher's face was as pale as paper.

In order to retain the hard-won promising students from Tsinghua and Peking Universities, the principal made a series of promises after much persuasion.

They also signed an agreement that if Tian Xinhui, as a student of their school, is admitted to either Tsinghua or Peking University, she will receive a reward of 300,000 yuan.

Their small town hasn't produced a student admitted to Tsinghua or Peking University for over a decade.

Chen Xiaofen snorted coldly, "My daughter is so angry that she's heartbroken and needs to go home to rest. She won't be coming to class."

He turned around, took the agreement, and left the school with Ning Jun, leaving behind an embarrassed homeroom teacher and a principal on the verge of exploding with rage.

"Idiot! There are only three months left, can't you keep that Tian Xinhui in check? You're making us suffer huge losses."

"Dad, I didn't know that Tian Xinhui and Chen Xiaofen were so difficult to deal with. Who knew she could even read the agreement? All three documents we prepared are now useless!"

Ying Yaozu was furious; that was 300,000 yuan! 200,000 yuan should have gone into his pocket.

"Don't tell anyone outside that you're my son-in-law! I don't have a family member as stupid as you."

The principal sat back in his gold-plated chair. "Three hundred thousand it is. The benefits brought by a Tsinghua or Peking University student are more than three hundred thousand."

"It's great if they can get into Tsinghua or Peking University; if they don't, the school will be one less troublemaker."

"It's just a pity about Yinglong. He's a bright kid, but it's a shame he didn't follow the right path. Let's transfer him to another Olympiad class with a stricter atmosphere, so he can settle down and get into a good university."

The homeroom teacher nodded quickly. "Yes, yes, this will teach him a lesson. I also hate girls like this; they're always too sensitive and want to have it all."

Ning Jun, who hadn't left the door: There are still experts?