Class Teacher System

Director Lu sat very quietly in the black room, in an unusually calm mood compared to the initial fury. He knew he was being reckoned with, and that his reckoner was still his most trusted subordinate.

Besides Secretary Sun, he can't think of anyone else who can falsify evidence of his leakage, but can afford to betray him at such a large price. None of the deputy directors, Song Chengcheng, is the only one.

Lu Xu lowered his head to reveal a laugh that was worse than crying. This was really the end of the year when the goose was pecked blind. After all, he underestimated the greed of humanity. And since Song Chengcheng dares to do so, there must be a great deal of certainty that he will not be able to plant it completely in and out, and think about the gifts and your shopping cards that he has received over the years. Lu Xu knows that unless a miracle occurs this time, he will be squatting for at least 10 years.

“… luckily the class has been studied.” Director Lu muttered and then couldn't help but worry: “I hope Mom and Dad are okay. ”

At that time, he had no idea that the outside world had turned upside down, or what kind of conical pain his family had experienced as a result of such a change.

That evening, someone came to tell Director Lu that as long as he could confess his mistakes, he would consider lightening them up and tell him that the struggle to die was useless, but they had solid evidence. Lu Xu wanted to say that the evidence had been forged by his secretary, but he was so weak that he didn't even deserve to see anyone else, let alone turn it over. But even so, Lu Xu is still a little disturbed. He subconsciously thought he could not admit, at least not so quickly, otherwise his results could be very bad.

So in the days of the next survey, Lu Xu said with a moderate but steadfast attitude that he didn't do this city-wide question leak. It is likely that his secretary did it, and Director Lu did not give Song Honest's name because he was not sure whether the policemen had Song Honest's people there. But even if he says so, it is completely useless for results that have almost been identified.

In the past six months, Lu Ban Ban has never experienced the cruel reality of "Without his father, he is nothing” more profoundly than it is now, because the money of the bank is frozen at home, the cost of Grandpa Lu's hospitalization and surgery was not enough from the beginning, in addition to the funeral cost of his grandmother, if not for the presence of Bamboo and Ning Hun, Lu Ban, a half a teenager, may have no choice.

Even if Ren Zhu is trying to help Luban Ban, the change in Luban Ban Ban over the past half month will be astonishing.

Formerly Luban Ban was a confident or even boastful bear child, who felt like he was the third best person in heaven. Everyone should have listened to him, but for half a month in the hospital, he found that no one would listen to him, and that he was the only one who could command him. And when the money wasn't enough, Luban Ban also thought of borrowing money. Several of his folks were very rich. He usually wanted to buy something. These little brothers would always grab the money and pay it forward. But when he called and said he was going to borrow money, no one was willing to lend him even a hundred dollars, and even one of them was always in front of him to please his classmates, telling him with a very happy and laughing tone:

“Your dad is in jail and you still want to borrow money from me?! Haven't you bullied me enough before? I loaned you money because I was stupid! You and your father deserve it! ”

Luban Ban broke his phone in abject anger, and after a long time, he squatted down and picked up the already broken phone again, afraid it would be broken by himself. After all, he no longer has the extra money to buy a cell phone.

Luban Ban became so silent that he began selling his treasured toys and toys online, one by one. Renzhu would order take-out to Luban Ban and Grandpa Luban in the first few days, but Luban Ban has called him since the 10th day.

“Teacher, it's too expensive to order takeout, I'll do it at home. ”

Ren Zhujing looked at the teenager who had lost more than 10 kg in 10 days and nodded after a long time: “Okay, then do my share too. I'll stay and watch your grandfather. ”

Luban Ban nodded hard, and then that afternoon, Ren Zhu and Grandpa Lu received an excessive noodle that was somewhat dark and salty. Ren Bamboo noodles added some hot water to the noodles without changing color. He ate them himself and also fed them to Grandpa Lu. “Next time remember to put less salt and more water. ”

Until this point, Lubanbang's low and tense divinity eased a lot. He took his right hand, um...

Then Lubanban sat silently next to Grandpa Lu, not saying a word.

Ren Zhu looked at Luban Ban and understood that this was not possible. If the boy stays like this, his whole life will be ruined.

So Ren Zhu got up and left, and went straight to Zhou Lai's house.

“Teacher Ren, do you want me to comfort Luban?” Zhou Lai's expression on his face was strange, seemed a little angry and a little happy, and hidden some annoyance: “His father made a mistake and was arrested, it was his father's fault in itself, what is there to comfort him?! Is he pathetic? If he's pathetic, then when my dad was arrested in third grade, I was younger, I'm pathetic?! I was three years younger than him. You know what he said? ”

Ren Zhu looked at the angry and cold-smiling teenager in front of him, and he said in an icy voice: “He said that your father was a bad guy who deserved to go to jail. Dad is not a good thing, son is not a good thing. ”

Ren Zhu glanced down and felt he could not seem to justify Luban Ban. And as if it wasn't enough, Zhou Lai sneered again: “Then he bullied me for three years with his so-called good brothers and classmates. ”

“I tried to stab him in the heart with a knife. Didn't he have a father? My dad used to be a director, and he was better than his dad. Why would he bully me? He thought I'd forgive him if he apologized later? I've been bullied for three years. Now that his dad's been arrested, he's just like me. Isn't that nice? ”

Zhou Lai's voice shivered with indifference and could not be seen without listening carefully.

Ren Zhu listened carefully, so he found out.

“Yeah, he's just like you, but his grandmother died of excitement, and his old little folks started mocking him, and his grandfather was in the hospital, and he had no money to see a doctor at home. And he started to learn to cook, but he seemed to burn his hands. It's pretty tragic. Maybe he's in the mood to stab somebody this time.” Len Zhu said quietly, "So you're going to see him? Look how wretched and pathetic he is now. ”

Zhou Lai raised his head violently. His sharp eyes seemed to want to see something in the face of his class director, but he didn't see anything. After an unusually quiet and terrible long silence, Zhou Lai muttered: “Go. I'm going to laugh at him and tell him how annoying he used to be. ”

So Ren Zhu smiled and shook his head. After all the bullying and pain, how can such a good child be a homicidal maniac, even if his eyes are gloomy, but this child is indeed a little angel.

So, after a full half month of gloom, on the morning of the sixteenth day, Lubanban welcomed his first classmates. When Luban Ban looked up at Zhou Lai with a large insulated lunch box and saw no expression on his face, his face showed for the first time a face that could be considered joyful. Soon, however, his smile was frozen.

“Congratulations, you're just like me. ”

Chow Lei's words have never been so straightforward and hurtful.

Lubanban wanted to be angry, but soon, he thought of something, instantly filled with anguish and regret. But he's still sad.

“Who are you showing it to with a dead face? I heard your cooking is terrible. I made it three years earlier than you. I don't know how much more craftsmanship than you do. Grandpa and the teacher have worked hard enough, so stop torturing their stomachs. ”

Zhou Lai did not look at Luban Ban, but opened the lunch box with a light sautéed green vegetable, a mushroom stewed chicken, a large portion of rice, and a bowl of separate rice porridge, which he knew was for Grandpa Lu.

Looking at the hot meal on the table, Luban vowed not to cry in his heart again, tears filled with sadness and some joy, then said what he had always wanted to say but had no opportunity and courage to say.

“I'm sorry, Cho Lei, I bullied you so badly before, pushed the bad things I did on you, and threw your homework into your book. I'm really, really sorry! I was wrong. I shouldn't have done that to you! You're already sad. I'm still so fucking sick. I was wrong! Hit me! I'm standing still until you're not angry! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! ”

Luban Ban apologized and cried silently, until this time he understood deeply how vicious and abominable the things he had done for Zhou Lai at that time. Then, regret is out of reach.

Then he finally received a positive response from a semester that Cho Lai had never given.

“For crying so ugly. I forgive you for ignoring you then.” Zhou Lai stood tall, but his eyes were slightly red: "The teacher said, the unknown were not guilty. I'm sure you didn't know I was that sad back then. But I'm not gonna be nice to you. Forgive me, but I still don't like you. ”

Luban Ban smiled. “It's all right, it's all right, I'm looking at Mulu! I'll try to be your brother in the future! ”

In the next half of the month, Luban Ban passed during Zhou Lai's rough treatment.

“Don't look so sad! Grandpa wants you to raise him! I don't even have a grandfather! ”

“Oh, oh. ”

“Are you nuts? Don't put too much oil in the fried vegetables, stay away from them or they'll burn! ”

“Ahhh, I'm burned. You said so! ”

“Forget those who say bad things about your uncle, he hasn't been convicted yet. My dad said it was gonna be a long time, but in five years, he'll be out. I was in high school, just in time! Maybe your father will be fine in a few days. ”

“But my dad seemed to really accept it. ”

“... oh, wait with me until high school. We're pretty big anyway. ”

Huge pain is always suffocating and desperate when one bears it, but when someone faces it with you, the pain always becomes less painful in mutual cheer.

At this time, Ren Zhu also waited for the news of Ning Hun.

“The day after tomorrow is the last trial. I've already made contact with Lu Xu, who, although in a bad condition after learning about the news outside, will also work resolutely with us to help him reduce his guilt. The information forged by Secretary Sun is now available, but he does not know where to keep it. He and Song Chengcheng are both old foxes. If they don't confess to the crime, they will be in trouble. ”

Ren Zhu listened to this and said half of a sudden: “So, before the day after tomorrow, we need to find the paper that was originally forged or handled by Secretary Sun? And you'd better let him confess to framing Lu Xu? ”

Ning Hun nodded and suddenly raised his eyebrows: “I always felt like you were going to do something with this look on your face. ”