Boy, are you sick?

Seeing that he was not leaving, Lu Ziming was curious and asked Li Hanghang to leave first.He relaxed on the back of the chair, the table was cleaned up, and he looked as if he could walk when he stood up.

His eyes quietly fell in front of him.

The class was finally gone.

Ruan Yi continued to write, the sound of pen brushing.

Lu Ziming was not in a hurry, and whistled twice from time to time, softly, like an ethereal ballad.

Ruan Yi was obviously very patient.Lu Ziming couldn't bear it any longer, this man knew he was obliquely behind, but he just didn't look back.He purposely made noises on the seat, the table shook and the chairs moved for a while, making endless noises.

Ruan Yi finally turned his head, his gaze was light: "Lu Ziming."

"Ok?"

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"Wait for someone!"

Who?

Ruan Yi's eyes were full of doubts, but he didn't ask.

Lu Ziming smiled, lay down on the table, put his chin on the back of his hand: "Hey, Ruan Yi, I have a question for you."

"……what?"

Lu Ziming: "Don't be angry, listen clearly, I'm just asking." He stretched out a finger.

Ruan Yi felt something was wrong.

"I've apologized for the rehearsal last time. Judging by your appearance, are you still brooding?"

Ruan Yi lowered his head and pinched the cap of his pen.

Lu Ziming looked at him.

Ruan Yi: "No."

"I knew it!" Lu Ziming laughed, "You're not so narrow-minded."

Ruan Yi capped his pen, packed up his pen and paper, and was about to pack his schoolbag.

Lu Ziming: "Hey - there is another question."

"I also have a question." Ruan Yi suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

Lu Ziming was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

Ruan Yi stared at him: "I also have a question."

"Say it."

"What the hell are you sick about?"

When Ruan Yi spoke seriously, his brows were always slightly frowned. At this time, his eyes always seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, so misty that the water vapor was overwhelming.And the slightly downward corners of the mouth also inexplicably added the taste of old-fashioned scrolls.

Lu Ziming really wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh out loud...but he held back, and not only did he hold back, there was no wavering on his face.

He said: "Didn't you know? What are you asking?"

Ruan Yi lowered his head and remained silent.

Just when Lu Ziming thought he was showing his flaws, or was thinking about whether it was bad to lie to his classmates... He heard Ruan Yi's voice: "Do you want to go to the piano room?"

……

Lu Ziming blinked: "Huh?"

The piano room is located on the fifth floor of the teaching building. In the past, the school also offered art classes, such as piano class, chess room, sketch class, dance class, etc. to develop students' comprehensive quality.

But in recent years, due to pressure, all these subjects that have nothing to do with the "high school entrance examination" and "college entrance examination" have been cancelled.Although canceled, these decorations are still placed to meet the inspection from above.

Lu Ziming didn't know where Ruan Yi got the key, so he took him up to the fifth floor.

People go to the empty building, and it is the top floor again, and the sound of footsteps is very obvious here.Ruan Yi walked in front, took out the key, turned the door and it opened.

This was Lu Ziming's first time entering the piano room.

"Awesome!" He pushed the door down with his hand, stained with dust, "Where did you get the key?"

Ruan Yi didn't answer, glanced at his dusty hands, walked to the back of the piano, and took a towel: "Just wipe it, it's for cleaning the piano."

Lu Ziming smiled, took the towel and wiped his hands.

"Can you still play the piano?" He circled behind the piano.

Ruan Yi smiled slightly, beckoning Lu Ziming to listen, he cleaned the stool, sat down, and pressed a few keys with his fingers.

The sound of Qingling's zither came out of the house and spread far away.

Lu Ziming leaned against the window, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked at this side with a smile.

After the audition, Ruan Yi began to play.

""Dream Wedding"..." Lu Ziming murmured.I saw his face was calm, his pupils became deeper and deeper, his eyes fell on the piano, his slender white fingers moved and changed on the black and white keys, people are moving, but they are like a static painting.

Ruan Yi probably hasn't practiced for a long time, he was a little rusty at first, and paused for a while when he forgot.But after playing it, I became more proficient and handy, and my eyes no longer just stared at the keys.

He raised his head, and seemed to glance at the window, passed by like a dragonfly on water, and then glanced at other places.

Lu Ziming raised his eyebrows, then lowered them slightly.

His eyes drifted away, drifting away to a long, long time ago...

At that time, there was also a piano in the living room at home—but it was an electronic piano.His family was not well off, so his parents had no choice but to buy an electronic piano. According to his mother, Ziming had inherited her artistic talents, so he should learn to play the piano.

I just studied for a summer vacation, and after a few classes, I have nothing to say.

And that electronic organ has long been idle.

Ruan Yi put down his hands, waited quietly for Yu Yinjue, and looked at Lu Ziming.

"I'm sorry, that's the only one." He said apologetically, and the rest of the pieces must be played against the sheet music.

Lu Ziming broke away from his thoughts, smiled, and clapped his hands: "Pianist, teach me."

Ruan Yi lowered his head and pondered. Lu Ziming was joking, but he didn't expect him to think about it seriously, so he didn't want to disturb him, and waited for the other party's answer by luck.

"Come on." Ruan Yi told him to sit over, "When you're in a bad mood, you can listen to some music and forget something."

Lu Ziming sat up and put his hands on the keys.

Ruan Yi looked at his posture and asked, "Have you learned it before?"

Lu Ziming nodded.

"This song?"

"Well, this one."

I didn't have the sheet music, so I had to find the sheet music of "Dream Wedding" on Baidu on my mobile phone, put it on the shelf, and learned bit by bit.Talking about learning is not learning, just playing reluctantly.

Lu Ziming is half-hearted, if he doesn't have some foundation, he doesn't know what kind of ghost he will play.

Ruan Yi usually doesn't talk much, and he is even more silent in class. But, that afternoon, during the scene in the piano room, he seemed to be in a good mood and talked several times as much as usual.

Lu Ziming was half surprised, half curious, as if he was facing a person who was separated by multiple layers of gauze, and now he lifted the gauze layer by layer, revealing a clear human figure behind him.

Some things are worth exploring, because the process is full of fun, and the more you explore, the more you will be surprised.

The shadow of the sun was slanting to the west, and when it was about to set, it was 40 minutes since school was over.

The duration of a class.

The sound of kicking the door broke the chaotic piano sound.

Lu Ziming turned around and found Jiang Shang standing at the door with a livid face, the kicked door slammed into the back wall with a bang, and the dust kicked up choked Jiang Shang.

He waved his hand and barged in.

"Jiangshang?"

"Lu Ziming, I asked you to find me, why didn't you go?" Jiang Shang's face was very pale, and he glanced back, seeing Ruan Yi, he was even more puzzled.

"Why haven't you come home yet? What's the matter?"

"What's the matter!" Jiang Shang grabbed his collar, full of anger as if a volcano was about to erupt, "Lu Ziming, are you still human! Do you still have the face to be an older brother? Does it mean that other than yourself, other people's affairs have nothing to do with you? Even my own sister is no exception, right?!"

Lu Ziming broke free: "Speak up, what's wrong with Ziqing?"

"Now you know how you care?" Jiang Shang sneered, "Didn't you still play the piano just now? Why didn't I know you would do this... You're amazing."

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, Jiang Shang!" Lu Ziming was anxious.

Ruan Yi closed the piano and stood up.

They heard the noise in the campus, and guessed that Jiang Shang had just finished class. His homeroom teacher often made up lessons, delayed school by an hour, and either did paperwork or held a teaching conference.

Today, it seems that it is delayed again.

Jiang Shang ran up after class, anxious to find himself.

Lu Ziming knew that he was in the wrong. He forgot to answer Jiang Shang because of some things at noon.

But when he heard about Ziqing, his heart immediately hung in his chest again, and he couldn't breathe.

Jiang Shang looked back at the door and said, "Come in."

As soon as these words came out, both Lu Ziming and Ruan Yi looked towards the door...is there anyone outside?

A little boy moved out, lowered his head, held the corners of his hands, glanced at Lu Ziming and lowered his head again.

He is thin and small, and in terms of size, he really doesn't look like a junior high school student.

Lu Ziming frowned, and memories came flooding back.

It was the boy who followed him at noon!

Sure enough, he came to find him...

"Who are you?" Lu Ziming was inexplicably angry, and took a step forward, "You and I belonged at noon? What does Ziqing's matter have to do with you?"

☆, arrogant

A new-style community in the city, with a beautiful environment, there is a beast-shaped fountain outside the gate, and the pool is surrounded by seasonal flowers, which is luxurious enough in a mediocre small town.

Xu Ziqing bandaged her injured leg and was taken home.

After completing the discharge procedures, Xu Fang was exhausted. She had only been in the hospital for a few days, and she went back and forth like this, shuttling between the hospital and home alone, physically and mentally exhausted.

The bedroom door was closed tightly, and Xu Ziqing lay on the bed, covering the quilt from head to toe.Outside the door, the quarrels of parents deliberately suppressed but still came in through the crack of the door...

"I've said it all, that school is the best! Ziqing and his brother and sister can go to Wansong Middle School now, how much effort did I put in there? Xu Fang, you don't know..."

"I know, I know everything. But the problem now is not whether Wan Song is okay, but the child's situation...Look at her...I want Qingqing to rest for a few more days."

After all, the mother was weak, and her voice dropped after she said a few words.

The stepfather's lament came from outside.

At the end, he said: "The tuition is so expensive, we can't drag it on like this... Otherwise, it will cost too much to suspend school for another year! Look at those who were injured in accidents, who didn't go to school with injuries? There are also those in wheelchairs... for You can bear any hardship in study. What do you think we work hard for? Isn’t it just for children to study hard?”

Xu Ziqing knew that her mother would soon be persuaded.

That's okay, anyway, that's what she meant... She always has to go to school, and if she can hide for a while, she won't be able to hide for a lifetime.It won't do anyone any good if it goes on.

What's more, compared with the school, the home is not the same, both are hell, whichever one is not.

She put the quilt on her head, and the weather was still very hot, and she was already sweating profusely.Xu Ziqing took a quick breath, looked at the bottomless darkness in front of her, and had an idea...

She blocked all the openings of the quilt, especially the one around the head, so that no light could penetrate.It's getting hotter and stuffier...

Almost out of breath.

In the darkness, she heard her breathing getting heavier and heavier, and felt that her thinking was becoming more and more confused, her eyes were constantly opening, and her chest was becoming more and more intense... She needed oxygen, a lot of oxygen.

air, air...

Two lines of tears slipped out of Xu Ziqing's wide-open eyes, and slipped down her temples into her sticky hair.

Sweat, tears mixed together, extremely hot.

Lu Ziqing gasped for breath. At that moment, the power to survive came from nowhere, making her grab the corner of the quilt and pull it hard——the quilt was turned over.

A large piece of fresh air was inhaled into the lungs, and Venus seemed to flash before his eyes. Gradually, his thoughts returned to his brain, and his vision became clear.

Her sweat was all evaporated, and she was wet and cool.

The voices outside still sounded from time to time.She looked out along the crack of the door... She couldn't see anything, only the faint light from the living room, which cast a long arc of light on the ground.

Vulnerable and humble.

It turned out that this attempt was actually so difficult.

It is not as happy as imagined, not as easy as imagined. It turns out that no matter every choice or every attempt, it requires strength and courage.

She braked sharply on the edge and withdrew her foot.

Lu Ziming stood under the streetlight in front of his house, and he didn't even notice that his schoolbag was dragged to the ground.He stood there for a long time, the dim light elongated his shadow, and he looked a little weird under the night.

Night, after all, is cold.

He heard the lively sound at home, and his father came back.

Grandma turned on the light in the kitchen and beckoned him, "Come and eat, it's still warm." It was as if she had been there all along, had never left, and had been in the dark just now.

Lu Ziming walked into the main room without saying anything.

Grandma hurried out to pull him: "They are playing cards, it's full of smog, don't go in, just eat here."

He's not hungry, not at all.

Lu Ziming walked into the house carrying his schoolbag as if he hadn't heard of it.Grandma couldn't stop him and went back to the kitchen to serve dinner.Lu Ziming pushed open the door and went in, the pungent smoke poured into his nostrils...

The room was white and noisy.Lu Ziming resisted the urge to cough, turned his face away, and walked towards the side room.

There was a mahjong table in the middle of the main room, and Lu Jianhao invited all his poker players home, and opened the game directly at home.There were several empty wine bottles piled up under the table, and cigarette butts fell on the floor.

The smell of alcohol or smoke, I don't know which is more pungent.

They were making a fuss, all their attention was on a hand of cards, and they didn't notice that someone entered the house and someone opened the door.

It wasn't until someone noticed the cold that they frowned: "Who opened the door?"

"Shut up shut up."

The person near the door turned sideways, flicking the cards in one hand and closing the door with the other.

A person stepped out from the side and stood in front of him.

"Yo, isn't it obvious? It's so big!" The man raised his eyes and smiled, then withdrew his hand, "Come on, lock me up for uncle."

"Bump! It's your turn!" Lu Jianhao urged.

Lu Ziming opened the doors instead of closing them, and opened the two doors to the maximum.

For a while, the cool night breeze poured into the house. Not only that, most of the white smoke dispersed, and the smoky room quickly became clear, and everyone's discussion and mahjong sound also spread out.

"This kid! Why don't you listen to your uncle and lock him up?" Lu Jianhao said dissatisfiedly, then lowered his head to touch his cards, "This is bad luck..."

"Uncle, go back, my grandma is going to sleep." Lu Ziming said softly.

It seemed that no one heard it, their attention was still on the cards, and they refused to spend a single bit of it.

Hearing this, an uncle who was watching the battle looked at Lu Ziming with a smile, holding a teacup in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Mingming, close the door and don't disturb your grandma."

Lu Ziming looked ahead and said it again.

Still no one heard.

Lu Jianhao probably touched a good hand, threw it on the table loudly, and shouted: "I'm fucking—"

"Get out!" Lu Ziming yelled from the front, he kicked the door loudly, pointed his arm at the people in front, the veins on his neck popped out, and his whole face turned red.

"Go, let me go, get out." He lowered his voice.

Everyone froze and stared at him blankly.

Lu Jianhao suddenly stood up.

The uncle holding the teacup pulled him, "Hao Zi, sit down."

Lu Jianhao ignored him and pointed at Lu Ziming: "What did you say? Lu Ziming, please say it again."

"Okay, Haozi, what are you doing?"

"Let's go, let's go, Brother Lu won't play today."

"The child is angry, don't take it seriously..."

"Affecting people's learning..."

Lu Ziming's eyes were red, and he met Lu Jianhao's gaze with his chin raised high.

"Shut the door and go back to your room!" Lu Jianhao held back his anger.

Lu Ziming sneered, picked up a stool next to him, turned around and slammed it on the door, the stool rebounded after hitting the door, and rolled into the yard.

Grandma heard the sound and hurried up to stop him.

Lu Ziming: "Go back, it's none of your business."

Grandma held him tightly: "Obviously..."

Lu Jianhao passed the crowd and walked towards the door, as if a beast had hunted food, his fierce light was exposed.Seeing this, Lu Ziming pushed away his grandma and walked up, sticking together with his father.

Grandma pulled him tightly from behind.

The poker players next to him also stood up to block Jianhao.

"Forget it, forget it, why are you angry with the child?"

"Let's withdraw, let's forget about it today."

"Don't leave, I see you looking for a beating today!"

Lu Ziming's eyes were so red that he was about to burst into tears: "You hit me, beat me to death."

Lu Jianhao raised his palm——

"Jianhao!" Grandma yelled, pulling Lu Ziming behind her back, "You hit him, if you want to hit him, kill me first!"

"Mom, what do you think you are doing!"

"I see what you are going to do!" Grandma was emotional, her chest heaving and falling, "How do you play... I don't care about you, don't take your anger out on the child, bully him without his mother protecting him, don't forget that he is still There is this grandma, and there is my old lady!"

After everyone dispersed, Lu Jianhao hiccupped a few times and rushed outside to vomit.

Lu Ziming walked around to the front and saw tears streaming down Grandma's wrinkled face.She quickly wiped her cheeks, and pushed Lu Ziming: "Go into the house and do your homework!"

Then, she went to heat up the meal.

Lu Jianhao vomited in the yard for half an hour, and finally collapsed on the steps. He didn't know how much he had sobered up, and cursed at the moon: "You all bully me, you don't like me...you don't like me Isn’t it?! I’m telling you, I can live without anyone, and the earth still spins the same way!”

When grandma passed the steps with the meal, she scolded him a few words and sent Lu Jianhao back to the house.

Lu Ziming saw his father enter the house through the window, and he still didn't forget to glance at his window, and said: "Lu Ziming, don't forget that I am your father! It is your father!"

just you?Also match.

Lu Ziming closed the curtains, turned around and smiled at grandma: "What meal?"

"Don't worry about the food, just eat yours." Grandma said angrily, and put the food on the desk.

Lu Ziming was hungry all afternoon, he was full just now, and now he was hungry again, so he picked up the noodles and started to eat.

Grandma smiled and sighed: "How can the arms be twisted past the thighs? Silly child..."

"Everything I do now is for you," Lu Ziming said suddenly, "Grandma."

Otherwise, he will not treat this world well!

"For me? Is this how you do it for grandma?" She went to twist his ear, "Don't let grandma worry about it!"

***

Jiang Shang leaned against the back door of Class 5, Junior One. The front and back doors of the classroom were closed, and he looked at the people inside from the window of the back door.

He grabbed He Yuan's shoulder with one hand and told him to look inside: "Point it out, which one is it?"

With He Yuan's size, he couldn't see the window of the back door at all, so he could only stand on tiptoe and watch for a long time...shaking his head.

Jiang Shang smacked his lips: "What do you mean? Don't play tricks on us."

He Yuan shook his head: "I swear what I said is true. But... I can't recognize it just by looking at the back of my head..."

Jiang Shang looked back helplessly, Lu Ziming was silent for a while, and said, "Think about it, are there any other characteristics?"

other features...

He Yuan thought back carefully, that day...his eyes lit up, and he raised his head: "Let me take another look."

Lu Ziming watched him tiptoe from behind, and looked hard at the window. There was still a small green mark on the boy's neck, facing Lu Ziming.

A hand landed on the boy's back shoulder.

He Yuan turned around in astonishment.

Lu Ziming said: "Go back."

Jiang Shang's eyes widened: "What, I haven't pointed out who it is..."

"Let's go back."

"road--"

"I won't look for it anymore." He pulled He Yuan and pushed him, "Go back, don't come looking for us again."

☆, Liwei

He Yuan didn't know how to advance or retreat, he was obedient, and finally walked away.Jiang Shang grabbed Lu Ziming: "Are you out of your mind? You don't want to find out the truth? You're pretending to be stupid if Ziqing doesn't tell you, right?"

It's not unreasonable for him to say this. There is a reason why the girls in the first grade of junior high school dare to act so arrogantly.No matter what the reason was, the younger sister still refused to open her mouth, and Lu Ziming couldn't do anything.

But he couldn't sit idly by, let alone let He Yuan leave because of this.

He ignored Jiang Shang and walked straight to the guard room.

Jiang Shang hurriedly followed.

Finding the recorded video of that day can also restore the truth of the matter, and there is no need to involve one more person.

But before he went in, he was kicked out by the uncle in the guard room: "The monitor calls for your homeroom teacher to come, and anyone can watch the monitor?"

The two talked nicely, but the uncle was unmoved.

Seeing that Jiang Shanghuo couldn't hold back anymore, Lu Ziming stopped him: "Forget it."

"Go, find the teacher!"

He Jiangshang didn't believe it, some students stumbled and fell from upstairs, even turning off the surveillance would not work!

The uncle guard glanced at it and asked, "What you just said was the video on the second floor last Thursday?"

Lu Ziming and Jiang Shang: "Yes!"

"The one that happened to a girl?"

"Yes!" Lu Ziming quickly turned back, "Uncle, that's my sister, I want to know how she fell, please...help..."

"How did she fall? The school leaders came to investigate that day, and it was clearly shown that she jumped down by herself... Hey, I said this little girl, she is under a lot of pressure to study. But it has been common in recent years. Well, which school has never had this kind of thing..."

"Anyone check it out? - Also, is there anything else shown in the video?"

"No." The guard uncle avoided the first question, "Many cameras have faults, and they are currently being overhauled. The school takes this incident very seriously." It was probably pity for them to say so much, and now he obviously doesn't want to Having said that, he waved his hand and went back to the house.

Throw out a sentence: "As for the school, for the sake of reputation, it's best not to say anything about this."

Lu Ziming stepped forward again, facing only a closed door.

Surveillance is impossible to see anymore.

There is no evidence, nothing to prove.

So what if there is evidence?Among the people who came that day, besides the teacher, who else?The two don't know.

Leaving the guard room, Lu Ziming was walking towards the classroom when he saw Li Hanghang looking for him in a panic.Seeing Jiang Shang also there, he asked, "Where did you two go?"

Jiang Shangzheng was angry and ignored him.

Li Hanghang said to Lu Ziming: "Hurry up and go back, a new teacher has come, and the head teacher is checking the number of people!"

new teacher?

"Teach what?"

"math."

Lu Ziming and Jiang Shang looked at each other, and had no choice but to say goodbye, and the two went to their respective classrooms.

In the second grade of junior high school, teachers rarely change. Most of them have been taught continuously from the first to the third grade of junior high school. However, the math teacher in class (2) was pregnant not long ago and went home to rest, so he changed midway.

It's not a big deal, Lu Ziming didn't want to be picked on by the head teacher, so he went back full of boredom.

"I heard that he is a very powerful teacher, especially strict, and the students who have taught him before are afraid of him." Li Hanghang added on the way.

"Oh." Lu Ziming perfunctory.

He thought, if there was really a secret operation in the matter of his sister, he would not be able to fight no matter what.He has an impression of the few people He Yuan mentioned, and it is not difficult to find them out. The problem is, even if those students are found out, so what?

Beat them up?Let the school punish them?

Not enough, far from enough.

These phenomena will not disappear, and it will not help my sister. The best result is that Ziqing will use this impulsive action in exchange for a peaceful life in the future.

He can only swallow this breath first, and when Ziqing returns to school, he will protect her well so that she will not be hurt again.

Thinking of this, Lu Ziming sat down in his seat.Standing impressively on the podium was a tall, slender man with dark skin and round eyes that were bright and bright. He had some buck teeth, but his voice was loud and airtight.

Lu Ziming glanced at it, lowered his head, and continued to pick his hands.

At that time, he didn't know that this teacher was far from being as kind and inconspicuous as he appeared on the surface. When the whole class relied on him as a new teacher and the class became more casual, the young math teacher passed on personally. Practice has proved that he is not weak and incompetent, let alone reduced to the point where he is underestimated by students.

It was true, and since then, he has managed to become the most feared and feared figure in the whole grade.

It was a math class a week later. The monthly exam just ended the day before yesterday. Since the test papers were handed out last night, everyone held their breath and concentrated, and their hearts fell into their throats.

The mathematics score of this class is the last of the whole year.

This is simply not allowed in Wansong Middle School - Classes (1) and (2) are regarded as excellent classes, even if they lose occasionally and fall back in the ranking, they will not be at the bottom of the list.There are a total of eight classes in the grade, and the math ranks seventh, which is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the math teacher.

Before he came, class (2) was notoriously poor in mathematics. The new teacher was full of vigor and wanted to revive his prestige, but he didn't realize it, and it didn't work at all.

He grabbed the boy by the collar and kicked him in the waist. The boy took a few steps back, almost unable to stand still.Liu Shuo is the most troublesome student in the eyes of all teachers, bar none.He deserted in class, ran around the classroom between classes, and even hooked up with pretty girls from other classes, which caused the class teacher a headache.

But the math teacher cured him.

In that class, Liu Shuo was kicked from front to back by the teacher under the watchful eyes of the whole class, and his body hit the back wall.I thought it would stop here, but the teacher didn't let him go.

He grabbed his collar and slashed at his face left and right. Liu Shuo was knocked to the ground, his cheeks were red and swollen, and he looked like a clown begging on the street.

There was a girl crying at the bottom.

Lu Ziming's back was numb, watching this scene, but he couldn't stand up to give Liu Shuo a hand.

I dare not challenge the authority of this teacher...

A class passed in the smoke.

It was quiet and silent.

The math teacher walked slowly, and walked out with long steps before get out of class was over.It also left the peripheral vision of everyone.

From time to time, someone raised his head and looked towards that seat.

Liu Shuo shrugged his shoulders, his face was ashamed, and he lowered his head fiercely, trying to bury his head in his chest.He held the paper in his hand like he was holding a pile of rusty and hard wires. He wanted to crush it, but he was forced to be tied by it, causing pain and pain.

The classroom was oppressive and breathless.

Every breath is like smoking|drugs.

Someone quietly raised the phone and aimed at the trembling figure in front of him...

The back door was pushed open by a big hand, calm and powerful.The tall and thin body blocked the light from the entire doorway, casting a large shadow in the room.

The girl who raised the phone was stunned.

All the people holding the mobile phone, touching the mobile phone in their pockets, and those who had the same thoughts as her stopped their actions at this moment.

Their hands and feet are stiff, their backs are straight, and they look like good students.

The math teacher walked up to the girl and held out her palm.

His palm was like his figure, long, thin, dry, and powerful, with a hint of unhealthy redness.His sharp eyes like a falcon fixed on the girl, piercing her from head to tail.

The girl was trembling, and handed him the mobile phone that had just opened the screen.

The teacher lowered his gaze, and the camera function was displayed on the phone.

He deleted all the photos, and turned his head to face the whole class: "You are not allowed to use your mobile phone during class, I am afraid you have forgotten? Don't rely on Teacher Li's good temper to ignore you, you can do whatever you want. Your head teacher is not here today, I Put the phone away for her."

Then, he walked from the back of the classroom to the front, passing by the students with mobile phones one by one, and stopped at their feet.He seems to know everything, even who has a mobile phone and who doesn't... He knows everything.

The students didn't dare to hide any more, and obediently turned off their phones and handed them in.

When he walked to Lu Ziming's side, there happened to be a text message notification sound——

All the students turned their heads in unison.

The math teacher frowned, as if he guessed it, he stretched out his palm and said softly, "Take it out."

Lu Ziming smashed the jar, took out his phone and opened the text message, and was about to turn it off, but the moment he saw the content of the text message, his hands trembled.

"I know that girl, one of them."

Sender: Jiang Shang.

Lu Ziming's face turned green.

"Yo." The teacher took the phone, glanced at the text message very naturally, put the phone in his pocket, and said meaningfully, "Lu Ziming, wait for Teacher Li to call you."

The reason why he is so calm is nothing more than Lu Ziming's high math scores in front of him...otherwise he would have been treated as a poor student who was "delayed in mathematics", and the ending would not be much different from Liu Shuo.

Lu Ziming felt relieved: just right, if the head teacher asked him to question him, he would reveal the matter about his sister.

It's a big fight, let's see who has a hard time.

Campus bullying, turning a blind eye to it, is no longer a day or two.

After class, he went straight to Jiang Shang.

"Who are you talking about?"

"So fast? The phone was not confiscated?" Jiang Shang showed a surprised expression.

Lu Ziming didn't want to talk to him, and urged: "Tell me who you know? ——You can't be fooled by me, right?"

"I'm free!" Jiang Shang led him to the fence of the corridor, and the two of them lay on top of it, watching the flow of people below.

Lu Ziming: "Look at what?"

"Wait, that girl comes out every class break."

"You know that well?" Lu Ziming sized him up, "How did you know him? Who is that?"

I don't know, I thought they were talking about some cuties, thinking about how to pick up girls... After all, there is no one else but these boys lying on the fence in between classes.

"He Yuan gave me a message, and I checked it carefully, and I remembered who it was." Jiangshang explained triumphantly, "There was a girl named Zhou Puyu, who had a hot fight with someone from the second year of junior high school, and mistook her brother. My class There are a few of her 'brothers', I've seen them a few times, and I just remembered—look, the one with the ponytail, wearing little leather shoes."

Lu Ziming followed his fingers and looked over.

It was a fair-faced, slender girl with a tall ponytail dangling on her head, a huge bow that made her hair particularly eye-catching and dazzling, with an elegant posture, wearing a pair of small black leather shoes on her feet, with a smile on her face, and she was talking to a girl Walk with arms hanging.

"Is this from class (5)?" Lu Ziming narrowed his eyes.

Jiang Shang nodded: "What do you want?" He looked at him.

Lu Ziming looked away from the girl and landed on the fence under his feet. He stared at it for a while and remained silent.

Since they all decided not to involve He Yuan, they went to the guard room to find out that someone had interfered, so they couldn't be blatant.What's more, before the truth was exposed, he went to find trouble with a low-grade girl...

It's a bit unreasonable.

"What can I do, write it down, I won't do it again." Lu Ziming returned to the classroom after finishing speaking.

Jiang Shang looked at the girl's back, frowned slightly, and then looked at the class, wondering what he was worried about.

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As soon as Lu Ziming stepped into the back door of the classroom, Ruan Yi got up from his seat, said something to Li Hanghang, and then returned to his seat.

He whistled, sat down suspiciously, and stared blankly at Ruan Yi's back.

Ruan Yi didn't expect him to come back suddenly, and felt his gaze at this moment. He felt a little uncomfortable, so he had to pretend not to see, and looked down at the book.

With such a close distance, if there is anything to say directly, why do you have to sit over?Lu Ziming was puzzled and turned to Li Hanghang.

Li Hanghang: "Why?"

Lu Ziming raised his chin to signal Ruan Yi, and asked, "What did you say? You two."

Li Hanghang shrank his head: "I promised not to let anyone speak."

Lu Ziming nodded and didn't say anything. After a second, he suddenly raised his arms around Li Hanghang's head, and forced him to the wall: "You pay back if you are fat."

"I'm going...to murder my deskmate!" Li Hanghang had no doubts that one day he would die at the hands of his deskmate who had played since he was a child.

When everyone in the class heard the movement, they all looked this way.It was originally a small fight between the same table, which would not have attracted the slightest attention before, but it is different now.

Lu Ziming is an abnormal person.

What abnormal people do is abnormal.

Several class cadres almost rushed over to block Lu Ziming, and Lu Ziming, who was struggling with what Ruan Yi said, had no idea at the moment that he was being watched by many people, and it caused panic in the classroom.

Before the squad leader stood up, Lu Ziming let go.

Li Hanghang coughed a few times: "Okay, let me say."

"Next time you want to read a book, just listen to my uncle!"

"Listen to me." Li Hanghang was hit by a weakness and turned against him, "He asked you what the teacher saw."

Lu Ziming thought for a moment: "Mobile phone?"

"Well, don't worry, I didn't say anything... because I didn't see it either."

Lu Ziming didn't ask him any more, thinking that Ruan Yi's cell phone had also been confiscated just now, he picked up the excerpt from the table and swaggered out of the classroom.

There are very few people in the office, the math teacher has gone to another class, and the mobile phones that were just taken away are all piled up on the head teacher's desk.

Lu Ziming went in and asked a teacher in the corner: "Is our head teacher here yet?"

The female teacher looked up, saw that he was a student in class (2), and said, "Yes, your teacher Li has asked for leave, and you will come over tomorrow, can you help her?"

Lu Ziming narrowed his eyes and smiled: "