It's okay, don't flirt!

The door of the conference room was gently closed, and everyone shook their heads and looked at each other in silence. The changes in the current situation made it impossible to say good or bad, so they could only go back to each class to talk to the students.

In the conference room, the two of them didn't move for a long time. Knowing that Yan gradually calmed down, they asked him in a hoarse voice, "Do you know the consequences?"

No one does not understand the significance of what he did. Compared with an incompetent teacher, a teacher who has lost morals is more likely to stir up the nerves of the public.Focusing all the spearheads on the issue of personal teacher ethics, infinitely magnified, ignited the anger of the public, and successfully diverted attention.

Smiling rigorously, "I know, both losers, Tian Cheng is also involved, Tang Ya may become the biggest winner, this battle alone will establish the situation of the Three Kingdoms."

Mingzhiyan roared: "Precise!"

Yan Jing put away his hippie smile in an instant, and shrank his shoulders in shock from the sudden scolding.

Ming Zhiyan grabbed the hem of his clothes, pulled him into his arms, kissed the side of the ear, rubbed the back of his neck, to comfort the frightened rigor.He murmured, "I'm sorry."

Wrapping rigorously around his waist, sticking to his arms, he said reassuringly: "If I make trouble myself, I will solve it myself. If I had listened to Mr. He before and restrained myself, there would be no such crap."

Knowing that Yan took a deep breath, this was originally caused by him, but in the end he had to be rigorous to bear it.He said he loved him, but failed to give him stable happiness, but deprived him of many without authorization.

Mingzhi said guiltily: "It would be great if you didn't know me."

Rigorously stunned, he pulled away, stared at him bitterly, opened his mouth and bit Ming Zhiyan's lips, nibbled lightly, then pried open his teeth, rolled his tongue, and took a moderate bite. Qi way: "If you talk nonsense again, I will bite your tongue off!"

Knowing that there are bursts of warmth in Yan's heart, she hugged him tightly and said with a slight smile, "Are you a dog?"

Yan Jing said in a muffled voice, "I am a lonely wolf."

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the Education Bureau issued a notice - the teacher involved was suspended for probation, and once confirmed, the teacher's qualification certificate will be revoked.

The Internet is quite good, and the relevant departments have praised the quick response.

Ming Zhiyan read the notice, sighed silently, closed the page, turned around and saw Yan Jing came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, lying on the bed having fun.Ming Zhiyan grabbed the person to sit upright, "Don't move around, I'll blow your hair."

Yan Jing sat obediently on the edge of the bed, raised his head, and waited for his brother to start blowing from the bangs.Amidst the buzzing sound, Ming Zhiyan brushed his hair and said softly, "Starting tomorrow, you will be suspended from work."

These few words seem to have escaped the noise, and clearly passed into the rigorous ears.

He was dazed, lowered his head silently, and said, "Blow the back."

Knowing that Yan didn't interrupt, he blew the hair on the back as he wanted, and in the silence, the shoulders of the person in front of him trembled more and more obviously.

"Strictly?"

Yan Jing lowered his head, sniffed his nose, and said in a tight voice, "Don't stop."

Ming Zhiyan put down the hair dryer, took two steps towards him, and grabbed his arm around his waist.The rigorous and wet face stuck to Ming Zhiyan's body, soaked in it.

He whimpered and said intermittently: "Brother, can you help me and substitute for the class?"

Ming Zhiyan patted him on the back gently, and replied, "Okay."

His crying became more and more obvious, "Can you replace the four semesters?"

"Strictly, it's just a temporary suspension."

Rigorously raised his head, with teardrops and red eyes, "Take them to graduation, okay?"

Ming Zhiyan wiped his tears for him, and said softly, "Okay."

At night, Yan Jing didn't sleep soundly, knowingly held him in his arms and stroked his back until his limbs were relieved and no longer tense.

The next day, he kissed Jing Jing who was still sleeping, and left quietly.

The morning reading class, which was supposed to be loud and clear, was quiet, and everyone looked at the door with their heads in unison.When Ming Zhiyan showed up, those expectant eyes seemed to be stained by smog, and instantly dimmed.

Ming Zhiyan stood on the podium and said, "It's time to read it early."

"Principal Ming, is the teacher really suspended?"

Ming Zhiyan glanced at the audience, facing him with worried little faces, put down the textbook in his hand, and nodded.

Zhang Yi slapped the table angrily, "Fuck! What kind of bullshit leader!"

A firecracker ignited a lot of anger, and everyone immediately cursed.

Some people hesitated in a low voice: "Principal, the news circulating on the Internet is all fake..."

Zhang Yi turned his head, pointed at his nose and scolded, "What do you mean?! Why did Brother Yan bring you such a grandson!"

The child instantly became the target of public criticism, and was attacked by everyone.

Knowing that Yan stopped the uproar, he said quietly: "It's all true. We are together. He fought, dropped out of school, went to a third-rate middle school, and has a 60 degree in college. Even the pen that Principal Tian Cheng gave him is true. of."

The whole class was dumbfounded, and continued knowingly: "But it is true that he was admitted to the National Normal University with the first overall score. What he told you in the first training class was true, and what you saw about him was true."

Zhang Yi was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, "Fuck... Brother Yan is so awesome..."

Ming Zhiyan curled the corner of his mouth, "He is very good."

He Xiaohe suddenly stood up from his seat, blushing, his petite body gathered enough strength, opened his voice, and asked, "Could it be that we can't help Teacher Yan?"

Knowing that she knew her, the child who had a weak voice in the recitation competition was now able to express his views bravely.

"Do you believe him?"

Yin Ya stood up from her seat and said firmly: "They choose what they want to believe, and we choose to believe in our teacher."

Wang Wenran hit the topic directly, "Principal, what should we do?"

Knowingly, he smiled lightly, took out the chalk, turned around and wrote a few big characters on the blackboard - in the way of his own person, treat his own body.

Knowing that he lied to the junior brother again, he didn't do a good job as a substitute, and turned the entire classroom into a strategic planning bureau, sitting on the podium to give combat orders.

Jiang Xiao is the chief photographer with his extensive knowledge of comics and good composition skills, Yin Ya plans the text content in detail, He Xiaohe assists in rendering, and the project officially kicks off.After Ming Zhiyan organized the work, he left.

I don't know when it started, a topic appeared on the hot topic of social networks-you choose to believe what you see and hear, and I choose to believe my teacher.

Zhang Xuelin stood in front of the camera, a little nervous, and talked about that suffocating night, "Mr. Yan beat that boy because I was being violated. He is my most respected teacher, and I believe in my teacher."

He Xiaohe blushed a little, stood in front of the camera and read poems calmly, took her mother to stand in the yard full of plastic bottles, and said with a smile: "With the encouragement of the teacher, I went from low self-esteem to self-confidence. I believe My teacher!" Mother He is not only grateful to the teachers, but also to the school. Without this free program, let alone a good education, ordinary middle schools would be very difficult for her to afford.

Yin Ya held the awards for her various research achievements, and said flatly, "I'm not proud, but as you can see, I'm pretty good and have a high vision, but I recognize my teacher's ability."

Sitting in front of the chessboard, Wang Wenran took a step back and said: "The teacher taught me to re-understand my divorced family, so my father can tell me that the teacher's chess moves are wrong. But you don't have to listen to what my father said. , I dare not not listen to the teacher's words, because I believe in my teacher. Also, please come back and correct the mistakes."

Zhang Yi held up the notebook two hundred and five times, and said happily: "My handwriting is ugly, and the teacher even gave me a sticker as a reward. This is the first time I get a reward when I grow up. I love my brother Yan."

A video after another was released, and the comment area, which was full of scolding at first, gradually became calmer.

"Is it okay for students to praise their teachers? It's disgusting if you swear at your children."

"If he is really a teacher with a lack of virtue, there will be students speaking for him against their conscience?"

"I think this one is more realistic."

"I also think that the teacher came out in the end to divert the focus. Those who scolded his alma mater and the school where he worked before all scolded him later."

"Suddenly I was very moved. Only a bloody teacher can teach such a child."

Seeing this, the brothers of the National Normal University also defended their junior brothers. They opened the door of the dormitory with their cameras and said, "Take out the god you worshiped before the exam." In all likelihood, the pictures drawn out are rigorous. Photos, those eating, those being chased by He Jili, those singing at the party, those tender enough to pinch water.

Public opinion turned again.

"If you can be a tester, you must not step over the line. There must be something hidden."

"The old man of Guoshifan explained the confusion. Brother Yan wrote two versions of the answers for the exam and was given a sixty-point warning."

"It really is a test of God, there is still time to write two editions..."

Ming Zhiyan has been busy for a few days, and released the last video.He went to Wuzhen and visited village schools.I took photos of the two bookshelves that were carefully organized, and the books were scattered. The students smiled and said that everyone borrowed them home and read them.Principal Wang praised Teacher Yan all the way. He has never seen such a moral teacher. Finally, he said goodbye with a banquet, but he ran away early.

There are always conspiracy theorists who doubt the authenticity of these videos, but more people have begun to turn against him after hearing the praise of Mr. Yan in the simple dialect, and seeing the two books at the township's own expense, carefully selected masterpieces.A teacher who can treat everyone equally and doesn't care about interests is worthy of respect.

Yan Jing spends the past few days nestling in Ming Zhiyan's apartment, sleeping with his partner at night, thinking about it when he is unhappy, frustrated at work, at least I am proud of love, giggles twice, and is unhappy, eats two meals prepared by his partner, crawls back bed.

Knowing that Yan has been leaving early and returning late for the past few days, and seeing no one for a day, when the doorbell suddenly rang, Yan Yan was puzzled, and lazily called out, "Who is it?"

No one answered outside the door, but the doorbell rang again.He stomped off the bed, opened the door and looked out, the first thing he saw was Zhang Yi's big face, "Hee hee, Brother Yan."

Small heads neatly slipped behind him, smiling at him.

Strictness had a sore nose, but it was not in vain. The little bastards still had a conscience, but they still felt aggrieved, "I only think of me now, did you realize that I said it better?"

Everyone squeezed into the door, and sat on the sofa tightly hugging each other. Wang Wenran said, "Brother Yan, have you not been online recently?"

What are you doing online, watching others scold you for being happy?He said dejectedly, "No."

Wang Wenran clicked on the topic, and played the videos one by one. The rigor ranged from surprise to emotion. I believe every sentence in the end came together. He covered his face with his hands, "You guys filmed it yourself?"

Everyone nodded eagerly.

"Didn't take the class?"

Everyone nodded hesitantly.

Yan Jing clenched his fists tightly, crying and saying, "Finally it's my turn to stand up knowingly!"

Knowing that Yan entered the door, he stroked his messy hair, "What do you mean by punishment?"

Rigorously rubbing his hand, "You are tired, rest more."

The student was caught off guard and fed dog food, covering his face and barking wildly.Ming Zhiyan smiled and made a silent gesture, "Wang Wenran, go ahead."

Wang Wenran pondered for a while and said, "Brother Yan, my family is actually quite rich."

I don't know the rigor, so, is this going to give me retirement?

"My dad works in entertainment public relations and knows a few popular artists. Brother Yan, you can use their platform to clarify in public."

He looked at the students rigorously, and then at Mingzhiyan, but there was no answer - he didn't want to do this.As an outlet for public opinion, if he keeps silent, the whole situation will calm down and there will be an end. If he continues to entangle, it will only damage many parties.

Seeing that he was silent, Wang Wenran hurriedly said, "Brother Yan, say something!"

Yin Ya, who was sitting by the side, suddenly said, "If someone has to sacrifice, it's mine."

Everyone is stunned, this is what Yan Jing once said, he is not just talking, in order to protect everyone, he can do what he says.

In the silence, Xu Qian also stood up, "But you also said that even if we are enemies of the world, we must resist bravely. If you want to sacrifice, then we want to fight for you!"

Everyone's eyes were piercing, they looked serious, and there was resentment and expectation. Someone said, "Teacher, we want to take graduation photos with you!" Everyone began to repeat in unison.

Ming Zhiyan bent down, looked at the rigor holding back tears, and said softly: "I still think that students don't need to be exposed to reality too much, let them grow up in an ideal world, and taste the short-term beauty. Justice should at least exist on campus Within, give everyone a reason to believe in the world."

Biting his lip rigorously, he nodded vigorously.

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