After one night, my students became giants

With real evidence in front of them, the psychological defense of the three bastards was quickly breached by the police.

When the hour hand reached nine o'clock, Lu Zhengyang took Yin Zhanfeng and Zhang Yiming with the voices behind him: "He is still a child", "Didn't my good grandson return the money to them", and "We can apologize". Walked out of Changjiang Street Police Station.

Yin Zhanfeng defined the injuring of the three people as justifiable self-defense, so he does not need to bear responsibility for the personal injury caused to the three people.Zhang Yiming was robbed and blackmailed by those three people many times. The three of them couldn't remember the times and the amount clearly, but Zhang Yiming was able to speak slowly, from the time to the place to the amount of money, and he spoke clearly and clearly. .

Zhang Yiming slightly hooked the corners of his lips in the policeman's shocked eyes, and explained lightly: "My memory is better."

The police took notes one by one, saying that they would recover the property loss for Zhang Yiming.But to the surprise of the police, Zhang Yiming shook his head and expressed expressionlessly: He thought the things touched by the three people and the money they took out were dirty. After recovering the lost property, don’t give it to him, just donate it. Just give him a donation slip.If the police uncle insisted on giving him things, he would throw the things and money into the trash can outside the police station when he left the police station.

Policeman: "..."

Uncle, he's only 35 years old.

The policeman looked helplessly at the boy with a blank face, asked him to write a power of attorney, and then took over the trouble.

After leaving the police station, Lu Zhengyang used the mobile app to call a car.

While waiting for the bus, Yin Zhanfeng was frowning, Zhang Yiming was expressionless, and they all stared at Lu Zhengyang's back in a daze.

Regardless of the cause of the incident, the two of them made Lu Zhengyang go to the police station, which was not a good thing.Moreover, they almost skipped class today.Although I didn't know that this achievement of absenteeism was achieved by all the members of Class [-] of the third year of high school, and Lu Zhengyang's WeChat in the group did not name and name, but those with a guilty conscience felt that they were talking about themselves.

While Yin Zhanfeng was racking his brains to make up an excuse, Zhang Yiming, who had always been taciturn, suddenly took a step forward and whispered, "Teacher Lu."

Lu Zhengyang looked back at Zhang Yiming.

Zhang Yiming's lips were tightly pursed, his face tensed to the extreme, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "Thank you for the video."

His mind is very lively now, it is no longer the elm bump of yesterday.The policemen at the police station regarded the video in Lu Zhengyang's hand as a coincidence, but Zhang Yiming didn't think so.Because he knows how homey their teacher Lu is.

Teacher Lu's school and home are both in Binjiang District, which belongs to the south of Jiangling City.Jiale Skating Rink is the largest skating rink in Gangneung City, located in the center of Gangneung, only half an hour's drive away.

As far as he knew, Teacher Lu would never leave the south of the city unless necessary.On weekends, I either rest at home or go to the banks of the Lingjiang River... digging soil, picking stones, and fishing sand.

Teacher Lu would not run to the Jiale skating rink in the city center for no reason, and even recorded the audio so cleverly, copying and monitoring.This kind of behavior is targeted to a certain extent. Teacher Lu definitely knows those three people. He will go to the Jiale skating rink, maybe just to block them.

Although a bit self-indulgent, but according to Zhang Yiming's analysis, Mr. Lu has his reasons for targeting them.

Lu Zhengyang chuckled, raised his hand and rubbed Zhang Yiming's hair, and said lightly, "It's just a coincidence."

He wouldn't say how much surveillance he had hacked in order to catch the pigtails of those three people, and even deliberately sniped and targeted them in the online game the other party was addicted to.

Among the three, the family with the broken wrist did have a little money, and the monthly pocket money was quite a bit, but the three of them wished they could spend every day playing games in the Internet cafe.For the sake of Internet speed, they still look down on the small Internet cafes on Changjiang Street that cost two yuan per hour. They only go to the Paradise Internet City in the city center for five yuan per hour.Not to mention that the game itself is not free, monthly cards need money, and good equipment materials also need money.

Even if no one in the game knows the real person, Lu Zhengyang's understatement of targeting still made the three bastards in the second stage unacceptable. With red eyes, they poured money into the game to buy equipment, so that their trouser pockets soon became bigger and bigger. The face is still clean.

They ran out of money at the beginning of the month, so they naturally had to find a way to get money, or they would be caught by Lu Zhengyang.

Lu Zhengyang planned to arrest them three times. If they refused to change after repeated admonitions, he would anonymously send those audio and video recordings as evidence to the police station and let the police deal with them.What they didn't expect was that before Lu Zhengyang caught them a second time, they were brought down by Yin Zhanfeng, and then they all entered the police station.

Lu Zhengyang checked himself, he was indeed too kind.

Alas, why is he holding a teacher's professional qualification certificate in his hand now? When he was in college, he beat them every time he saw them, scaring them out of their courage, so that they wouldn't have such troubles in the follow-up.

The profession of a teacher is too restrictive.

Lu Zhengyang looked at Yin Zhanfeng who looked guilty and worried.Although the police station concluded that Yin Zhanfeng was acting in self-defense, he beat him to the bone in two or three hits. Is it still the Yin Zhanfeng that Lu Zhengyang knew who was beaten so badly every time?

Lu Zhengyang pondered for a moment, and then asked his own question: "Are you a master of martial arts, or are they osteoporosis?"

Yin Zhanfeng blinked his eyes, he squeezed his arm, and squeezed a handful of soft flesh with some sadness, and then said firmly: "Martial arts are great."

"Snapped."

Lu Zhengyang slapped Yin Zhanfeng right on the forehead.

"No matter which one it is, be a little more modest next time." Don't directly divide people's muscles and bones. It's a good idea to just hurt but not find out.However, when the words came to his lips, the teacher's professional qualification certificate was trying to appeal to Lu Zhengyang's rationality, which made him pause for a moment, and changed his words as if nothing had happened: "Take the people and run first, and report back to the teacher to warn the teacher."

No matter how feasible Yin Zhanfeng thought Lu Zhengyang's suggestion was, he now honestly said yes and didn't dare to raise any objections.

The taxi that was called quickly stopped on the side of the road, and the three returned to school, just catching up with the tail of inter-class exercises.

"English in the first self-study class in the afternoon, and in the second self-study class, you go to the office to find Teacher Meng."

Today's class schedule, the first section is English, and the second section is mathematics. The teacher Meng that Lu Zhengyang said is the mathematics teacher of the third year of high school.

Today's third year of senior high school is just one of their classes. The teachers of various subjects, together with the intern teachers they bring, and more than a dozen teachers surround these twenty students. It can be said that they have put in a lot of effort.If it weren't for this, the school wouldn't have such a headache when looking at their grades.

Their school's teaching model for the third year of high school is almost catching up with private education, but they just can't get the grades they want, and the frustration in their hearts can be imagined.

The teachers in other grades disliked and rejected this senior year, but the school leaders couldn’t afford to give up Class 2 of the senior year. The top two universities in the country didn’t dare to think about it, but at least one key university was awarded, and the others’ grades should not be too bad. .They don't expect the results of the college entrance examination in the third class of senior high school to recruit people, but just don't push people too much.

Staring at Yin Zhanfeng and Zhang Yiming, they sat back in their seats, chatting with the people around them naturally, and after not talking about the police station, Lu Zhengyang called Zhou Xiezhi to ask about going to the school doctor's office.

Zhou Xiezhi stumbled, tried his best to straighten his tongue but still said with great difficulty that Doctor Bai in the school doctor's office did not find any problems. After suggesting him to go to the hospital, Lu Zhengyang nodded and said, "I will take you to the hospital at noon." Go to the city hospital for a checkup."

Zhou Xiezhi's face became bitter, and he muttered that he was fine, but Lu Zhengyang grabbed his head and forcefully with his wrist, he turned Zhou Xiezhi half a circle like playing with a rubber ball, and then pushed him.

"Go back to your seat."

The Chinese teacher of the third class entered the class holding the paper.

After greeting the Chinese teacher, Lu Zhengyang left the classroom and returned to the grade group office.Xia Xiaoyu, as the Chinese teacher's apprentice and intern teacher, sat at the small desk at the back of the classroom, taking notes and listening to the lectures.

The school leaders have clear requirements for the intern teachers to listen to the lectures, at least two classes a day, not only limited to the courses of this grade, but also implemented in the notes.The subject teacher in charge of class teaching also has to attend the class, at least two classes a week.

Such regulations have caused one or two teachers with unfamiliar faces to appear in the back row of the classroom from time to time to attend the class. Some subject teachers do not like other teachers to intervene in their classrooms, even if they are auditing, but because it is a rigid rule of the school, they have to accept it. .

This regulation caused a little trouble for some subject teachers, but it was a very good learning opportunity for trainee teachers, especially for teachers who graduated from non-teaching majors like Lu Zhengyang.

Although the third year of high school is currently a mess, Lu Zhengyang has just graduated for more than two years like this. He has changed from an intern teacher to a subject teacher, and also served as a homeroom teacher in the third year of high school.

When Lu Zhengyang returned to the office, the teachers of other subjects in the third grade were there. They were either busy grading papers and sorting out knowledge points, or using the computer to find information, or talking together in pairs.

Generally speaking, the school office is first classified according to the major categories of subjects and then subdivided into grade groups. However, because there are few students in the third year of senior high school, the number of teachers is not as good as other grades. The senior high school teachers and the trainee teachers assigned to them by the school are all arranged in a large office.

Including Lu Zhengyang, most of these third-year high school teachers have experienced the difficult stage of the school from scratch, and they know each other well, and they have a good relationship.In addition, in the entire office, there are at most two teachers who teach the same subject, and the relationship is still a master-student relationship. In other offices, there is no scheming in the third-year group, and sometimes there will be cross-disciplinary help to approve papers.

"Little Lu, come here." Seeing Lu Zhengyang enter the office, the two teachers who were chatting hurriedly waved to him.