Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

When the last 2 minutes of get out of class is approaching, if you look out of the window.

It was bleak in the eyes.

Under the gray sky, a few dead branches waved helplessly in the air.

Bean-sized raindrops hit the glass quickly and forcefully.

This voice made people panic.

Zhao Li didn't raise his head the whole time, although he knew that many people were looking at him.

But, he really has nothing to do.

He was the only one who heard the phone call from beginning to end last weekend.

Knowing the seriousness of this matter, naturally, he no longer has any expectations for a turnaround in the matter.

Song Yu remained calm, sitting on his seat and turning his pen with his chin resting on his hand.

It seems to be thinking about something, and it seems to be emptying itself.

The same rice can feed all kinds of people, and there are different emotions in a classroom.

The cheerful girls who used to play and fight with Lu Ze on weekdays all had red eyes at this moment.

The girl named Xiaobai lay on Qin Wan's shoulder.

In just a moment, tears soaked through the clothes.

Time is like a sharp gear that can crush everything.

The moment Lu Ze said "get out of class is over", everyone's expectations were filled.

Instantly erased!

In the corridor, the figures of students from other classes began to gradually appear, and they passed by the door of class [-] in high spirits one after another.

This time, Lu Ze was calm and scary, and he no longer had the strength and rage he had when he was lecturing in the rain before.

Without even looking down again, he left alone with a book in his hand and a vacuum flask.

The atmosphere has already dropped to the lowest freezing point.

In the 5 minutes after Lu Ze left, no one got up from their seats, and no one spoke.

After a while, Zhao Li got up from his seat, walked out of the aisle with his head down, and was about to go out.

After walking a few steps forward, someone suddenly tripped under his feet.

After staggering two steps to stabilize his figure, he looked behind him expressionlessly.

What caught my eye was Xu Fei with an indifferent face.

"Teacher Lu is really right, you are not worthy to be the monitor of this class!"

Zhao Li glanced at him without any emotion, turned around and continued walking.

"The whole class, the whole class was waiting for you to say something, what happened? Huh? In the end, he was leaving, and you didn't even fart!"

"What's the use of being an ass monitor!"

Xu Fei's emotions became more and more agitated, seeing Zhao Li who was walking farther and farther in front of him, he rushed towards him in anger.

When he was still one step away from the opponent, he lifted his foot vigorously.

In the next second, Zhao Li, who had his back turned to him, turned around in an instant, his eyes were blood red.

He also extended his kick and kicked towards Xu Fei.

"I'm so useless! I don't deserve to be the class leader, what about you? Huh? Are you all dead?"

The two boys scolded each other and rolled on the ground, wrestling together.

To the other party, he released his inner sadness and aggrieved heartily.

Seeing this, several boys next to him wanted to rush over, but Song Yu blocked them all.

He knew that at this time, for the two boys, maybe this was the best way to ease their emotions.

At a certain moment, the air in the classroom finally became gloomy and oppressive like the rain curtain outside the window.

All that could be heard was the sound of two boys punching each other.

This scene lasted for several minutes.

Until, Qin Wan, who picked up a cup from a certain table and smashed it on the open space beside the two of them, appeared.

It was only then that the two boys were brought back to reality from this useless mutual torture.

Along with the sound of rain, the girl's voice echoed coldly and sharply over the classroom.

"Is it useful? Who is comfortable? Are we all uncomfortable?"

"What could be done? With the two of you like this, Teacher Lu will be able to look at us more?"

"Two big boys, when they encounter this kind of thing, they don't know how to calmly think of a way, but they know how to vent their anger in such a childish way."

"I see! It's not unreasonable for him to leave. It's really a waste of money for you!"

The two lying on the ground, after listening to this passage in silence, gradually let go of the hands that were holding each other's clothes.

Zhao Li took the lead in getting up from the ground, and walked outside again.

Xu Fei propped himself up and sat on the ground, looked up at Qin Wan for a long time with red eyes.

Finally, under the eyes of a group of students with complex expressions.

The mouth shrunk, the nose twitched, the bottoms of the palms of both hands pressed against the browbones, and the body began to tremble slightly.

"You...you don't know...he...he just told me two days ago...just told me to go stock trading..." .

With low sobs and slurred voices, this boy who is usually idle does not care about the eyes of the people around him at this moment.

"You...don't know...you never know...what it feels like to be affirmed by someone..."

"But he's going to...ah...he's gone now...I want him to stay...ah...".

A boy who suddenly had an emotional breakdown, a microcosm of the inner feelings of everyone in Class [-].

Finally, on this cloudy and humid morning, we shattered the sweet dreams that everyone had weaved for more than two months.

It doesn't matter whether you know it after knowing it or pretend to be confused.

At this moment, no matter how much they are unwilling, it doesn't matter how much they want to have this dream again.

must be admitted.

The road ahead is open, the person who helped them find the way.

From now on, with them.

Formally forked.......

November 26, the last day before Lu Ze left.

For almost the entire afternoon, everyone in Class [-] was doing the same thing...

Call Wu Naiwen...

They have accepted this worst-case outcome.

In the last twenty hours or so, the only thing they could think of to do was to tell Wu Naiwen about it.

Even if he couldn't come back in time, let him know, at least it wouldn't be too regretful.

However, everything in the world is such a coincidence and magic.

For a whole afternoon, Wu Naiwen's phone was not answered.

Until around 7:[-] p.m., when Wu Naiwen, who had been rehearsing all afternoon, put on her makeup and was ready to go on stage.

When he got the phone, he realized that there were countless missed calls.

Seeing the contestants in front of him stand on the stage, he silently took a few steps back and called Xu Fei back.

The moment the phone was connected, Xu Fei with a hoarse voice told him straight to the point what happened.

The ending is a slightly trembling "Ms. Lu is leaving tomorrow, your side...".

"Fuck NM!"

After holding back his temper and listening to what Xu Fei said, Wu Naiwen opened his mouth and spewed out an obscenity.

This out-of-shape grandson joked about this kind of thing.

But in the next second, the phone was switched to Song Yu's hands.

"What Xu Fei said is true. If you can't get away from the game, you should play hard. If you are free, give him a call..."

On the stage behind him, the contestant who went up first was singing a very old song.

The melody is very nostalgic and the sound is very melodious.

But Wu Naiwen couldn't hear any sound, and opened his mouth to the phone, only to realize that he couldn't say a word.

Standing there for a long time.

Until the host asked him to sing, the backstage staff took the phone from his hand.

Until, he walked a little bit staggeringly to the stage that he had dreamed of for a long time, the top eight in the country.

Watching the incomparably colorful lights go out one by one around me, watching the audience full of pits and valleys sitting in front of them.

Wu Naiwen let out a long breath into the microphone, and grinned miserably.

Then he took the guitar off his body and bowed slightly towards the audience.

"Sorry, I retired...".

After finishing speaking, the boy ran off the stage with his guitar in hand.

Through a pair of hands blocking him, across the dimly lit corridor.

Run out of the building, cross the green belt, and climb up the pedestrian overpass.

In the direction of Hangzhou Railway Station, he ran mechanically and persistently.

In the end, when he saw the words "Hangcheng Station", the boy's legs gave way and he fell forward to the ground.

Gritting his teeth, he tried to prop himself up from the ground, but after trying many times, he finally failed.

Finally, at the moment when he was almost exhausted, he gave up struggling.

He clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the somewhat cold concrete floor.

A tear fell to the ground with a "click".

Some beliefs, in front of this square where people from different places shuttle.

finally......

collapse.

Chapter 85 You said you told us the truth, we really believed it

At night, 8:20.

The silent young man with the piano on his back walked into the train station with a little trepidation.

When he came to the ticket window, he said in a harsh voice.

"I'll buy a ticket to Rongcheng now."

The conductor glanced at the computer.

"The nearest one is at 2:7 in the morning, 9 hours. It will arrive at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning. Do you want a standing ticket?"

Wu Naiwen nodded, and handed the money in through the window.

After getting the ticket, I closed my eyes and leaned against a pillar, and sat there for more than 5 hours.

He didn't want to open his eyes, listen to music, let alone talk.

He just wanted to finish this day quickly...

But this time, why did it suddenly become so slow.