in the dawn

Having said that, Sun Zehao glanced over everyone, and finally fixed on Sun Ping who was sitting at the end with his head bowed, "In a few days, the class will re-elect the monitor, and everyone should know who should be the monitor. .”

Hearing Sun Zehao's words, Sun Ping trembled all over, and he slowly raised his head. Wherever he looked, there was a smile left by Sun Zehao. He immediately lowered his head, and his fingers kept tearing the skin on his fingertips.

Near noon, Feng Xue knocked on the door, "Boss, Professor Qiao, what do you want for lunch?"

Jiang Seungyun picked up the mobile phone and glanced at it. It was already past 11:30. Sure enough, he would forget the time and hunger when he was busy.

"Go and eat, Professor Qiao and I will go out for a while."

"Ok."

Jiang Chengyun thinks he is a person who forgets the time when he is busy. When he was alone before, it would be the same if he didn’t eat after the meal. Anyway, he was not short of such a meal, but Qiao Yuchuan had a stomach problem. Can not eat irregular meals.

It doesn't matter if I'm hungry, but if the person I hold in my hand is hungry, then I don't have a stomach problem but a heart problem.

Jiang Chengyun went to find Feng Xue after much deliberation, and told her alone that as long as he was working in the city bureau in the future, if he was still busy at meal time, she would let her inform him. As a perennial stomach pain patient, Feng Xue's three meals are special. regular.

"Let's go to the cafeteria to make do with it." Qiao Yu raised his hand and pinched his sore neck and said, watching it all morning made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"The food in the cafeteria is cooked early, so it won't be hot if you eat it now. Besides, aren't you used to it?"

"Heavy oil, heavy salt and heavy sugar are not good for your body. You have just been discharged from the hospital and you need a light diet."

While talking, Jiang Chengyun got up and walked in front of Qiao Yuchuan, and stretched out his hand to pinch his shoulder and neck. Qiao Yuchuan closed his eyes and breathed shallowly. His shoulders that were a little stiff after working all morning were relieved by Jiang Chengyun's pressure. .

"There is a stir-fried restaurant next to the Municipal Bureau. It is opened by a family member of a colleague in the Municipal Bureau. It tastes good and is clean. Let's go and eat something simple."

Qiao Yuchuan raised his head, Jiang Chengyun lowered his head slightly, their eyes met, Qiao Yuchuan smiled, his eyes seemed to hide a bright and colorful galaxy, which made people fall into it and couldn't extricate themselves.

Unable to stand up to Jiang Chengyun's insistence, Qiao Yuchuan had no choice but to follow him to the store. The store was not far from the city bureau. The store was not big, but it was very clean.

Seeing Jiang Chengyun coming, the proprietress immediately came out with a smile, wiped her hands on the apron in front of her, "Captain Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time, you must be busy recently."

"It's okay." Jiang Chengyun took Qiao Yuchuan to find a quieter place to sit down.

Wang Fang brought them a pot of tea, took out a small notebook from her pocket, and smiled crookedly, "Still the same?"

Jiang Chengyun thought about the way he ate, and thought about it, "One serving of stir-fried shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and sweet and sour pork."

"Don't eat stir-fried kidneys and braised large intestines?" Wang Fang asked while remembering, and didn't think there was any problem at all. In the past, every time Jiang Chengyun brought people here, this was a must-order dish.

Jiang Chengyun smacked his mouth, "No."

Wang Fang was taken aback for a moment, and then she took a closer look at the people Jiang Chengyun brought. They were not from the team she was familiar with, and she immediately understood.

"Sure, wait a moment, the food will be served soon."

When Wang Fang left, Qiao Yuchuan couldn't help laughing, his eyebrows curved, "Stir-fried kidney? Braised large intestine?"

Jiang Chengyun swiped his tongue around his mouth and smacked his mouth, "Stop laughing."

Qiao Yuchuan suppressed a smile and nodded, then poked his head slightly, with an unconcealable smile in his eyes, "You really don't want to eat?"

Jiang Chengyun reached out and rubbed the top of his head, feeling a little helpless, "Shut up."

Qiao Yuchuan raised his hand and stroked his hair casually, "Are you angry from embarrassment?"

Looking at it, Jiang Chengyun narrowed his eyes, Qiao Yuchuan immediately pursed his lips, and if he continued, according to Jiang Chengyun's personality, he estimated that he would really be unlucky.

Soon their order was on the table. Wang Fang stood by the table and looked around, making sure that there was only Jiang Chengyun and his table left in the store, so she said quietly, "Jiang team, what happened in Ancheng High School recently is a criminal investigation. Is the detachment checking?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chengyun paused while holding the chopsticks, and glanced at Qiao Yuchuan to signal him to eat first. Seeing Qiao Yuchuan picking up vegetables and eating, Jiang Chengyun said, "Well, yes."

As soon as Wang Fang heard this, she immediately dragged a stool and sat down, "Our son was admitted to Ancheng High School last year. After less than a year, he had to transfer to another school."

"You also know Lao Han's temper. Naturally, he wants to break the casserole and ask the end. After these three questions, the child told us something."

"what's up?"

Wang Fang pursed her lips, looked around again, and made sure that no one around could hear their conversation, so she lowered her voice.

"It's not just one or two self-injury incidents in Ancheng High School. My son stayed there for less than a year. Two or three students dropped out of school one after another, and one student cut his wrist in school."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengyun frowned and twisted into Chuan characters, and sandwiched a piece of sweet and sour pork tenderloin for Qiao Yuchuan, "What's the attitude of the school when such a big incident happened?"

"I don't know the specifics. I only heard that the parents went to the school to look for it, but I don't know how the school handled it. In the end, it didn't matter."

"But you said, this child is ruined, and the parents' hearts should be broken. How should we live this day?"

As she spoke, Wang Fang couldn't help sighing, "At that time, although Lao Han and I were proud of our child's admission to Ancheng, after much deliberation, we decided to change the child's environment to a more stable environment. After all, nothing can affect the child's life and health. Compare it."

"Thinking about it now, it's a good thing my son transferred to another school early, otherwise you said that he is now in his third year of high school, and catching up with such a thing will affect his state."

Wang Fang chattered a bit, and immediately greeted the guests when they saw them. Jiang Chengyun was frowning from just now until now, and Qiao Yuchuan also picked a piece of sweet and sour pork and put it in his bowl.

"Students drop out of school and self-injure one after another, but why there is no report to the police, and no parents of the students report it." Jiang Chengyun asked a little puzzled.

Qiao Yuchuan lowered his eyes slightly, with the sweet and sour taste of sweet and sour tenderloin in his mouth, "If it is school-campus-violence that causes substantial harm and causes a certain degree of harm, you can indeed call the police, and parents will definitely report it."

"But what if it's not."

"No?" Jiang Chengyun asked in surprise.

Qiao Yuchuan nodded slightly, his expression stained with imperceptible fatigue, "I read Song Xiaoyang's report card in the morning, and I got something. I still need to confirm before I can tell you my guess."

Jiang Chengyun didn't ask after hearing the words, and put some vegetables into Qiao Yuchuan's bowl, "Eat slowly, you have a bad stomach, you have to chew slowly, there is still time."

Qiao Yuchuan glanced at Jiang Chengyun, who was devouring it, and couldn't help but smile. This person really has a mouth to talk about me, and he doesn't care about himself.

Anjo High School

At noon, Sun Ping walked around the cafeteria with his lunch. He walked to the corner. Before he could sit down, the person opposite got up with a plate.

Sun Ping lowered his head, pursed his lips, and took a slow bite of his meal. Someone patted his shoulder, and Zhao Ketao took Sun Ping's shoulder and sat beside him, "Let's have lunch alone."

Sun Ping's eyes flashed, with a little panic on his face, "You, what do you want to do."

Zhao Ketao smiled, "Why are you nervous?"

Wang Ran, who was sitting opposite Sun Ping, laughed, "Tsk tsk, what are you afraid of, we can still eat you."

"Don't look so pitiful, we are kind, and we only sat with you for a while because you are pitiful." Wang Ran chuckled, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"Why does it look like we are bullying you?"

Zhao Ketao took Sun Ping's hand and squeezed his shoulder, "Don't worry, we are classmates and we won't bully you."

Sun Ping couldn't take it anymore, he suddenly got up and walked away with the plate in his hand. As soon as he took a step, he fell out, and the plate fell, pouring water all over him.

Wang Ran's legs were still stretched out, with a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, my legs were numb just now, straighten them up slowly."

Gritting his teeth, Sun Ping picked up the dinner plate and stumbled out of the cafeteria. There were bursts of laughter behind him. Standing in the sun, Sun Ping couldn't feel the warmth at all.

He lowered his head and ran into the teaching building. He paused when he reached the top floor, and suddenly turned around and ran down into the classroom. At this time, there was no one in the classroom. Sun Ping sat in his seat with trembling eyes.

His school uniform was still stained with vegetable soup. When he lowered his head, a set of folded clothes suddenly appeared in front of him. Sun Ping raised his head to look at the person coming, and opened his mouth, "Zhu Can."

Zhu Can kept looking at Sun Ping calmly, "This is a new school uniform, let's put it on."

Sun Ping hesitated for a while and took the school uniform from Zhu Can, his lips trembling slightly, "Thank you."

Zhu Can turned around with one hand in his pocket. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and looked back at Sun Ping. His eyes were dull and his tone was cold.

"I heard that they want to recommend you as monitor."

"If you don't resist, you really have no chance."

Zhu Can's words made Sun Ping's heart beat like a drum. He looked up at the other party, but the other party didn't give him any more glances, and just walked out of the classroom step by step.

That afternoon, Qiao Yuchuan called Wu Jiaojiao, and he handed Song Xiaoyang's report card to her, "Make a line chart of Song Xiaoyang's grades for the past three years, and then put all the grades in Class [-] of the third year into a line chart." Make a graph of each person's achievements this year."

"it is good."

In the evening, Wu Jiaojiao's diagrams were all made. Qiao Yuchuan took a look at the watch and closed his eyes. The extremely stable line on Song Xiaoyang's broken line diagram made his heart sink.

Wu Jiaojiao observed secretly, pursed her lips, "Mr. Qiao, this picture..."

"You also think it's abnormal?" Qiao Yuchuan turned his head to look at her.