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

"So... what are we going to do?"

Finally, after Song Yu analyzed it alone for a long time, someone asked the most critical question.

Song Yu, who heard these words, stopped in an instant.

He turned around and looked at the person who asked the question.

"Gamble!"

"what?"

"I said take a gamble."

Song Yu stepped onto the podium again and glanced down.

"There are still three weeks, 21 days, let's bet on the future of Class [-] and push ourselves together."

"Bet that we can use a test to reverse the sixteenth class ahead of us. Bet that we can use a test to change everyone's opinion of us."

"Bet we can use a test so that Teacher Lu is not the one who is eliminated in the end."

"Bet we can use a quiz...."

Song Yu stopped his voice and looked up at the ceiling.

Then he lowered his head, his voice sounded like Hong Zhong Dalu.

"Let Teacher Lu know that the value and meaning of life can also be realized here."

"Let him understand that the sense of accomplishment of pulling a worthless scumbag from the trough to the top of the mountain is the greatest value and the best meaning!"

"Now!"

Song Yu spit out two words quickly and forcefully.

"Opportunity is at hand....".

"Of course!"

The boy's eyes became extremely firm in an instant.

"There is only one chance, the only one."

"you!"

"Gamble or not?"

Chapter 88 I will take everyone, cut off all the roads, and use the entire thirteenth class to give you the bottom line

In a silent space.

Song Yu said the most words in a long time.

During this period of time, he told the students the conclusions of his repeated analysis and deliberation.

Of course, this is not important.

The important thing is the last paragraph he said.

The matter has come to this point, no matter how much analysis, no matter how much speculation, it is useless.

The only useful thing is that sentence, in the past two months or so.

The students in class thirteen heard the most words.

"You, bet or not?"

Fight to the last ditch, break all the boats, cut off all the roads, one by one to the dark...

Everything boils down to this sentence.

After saying these words, Song Yu stood on the podium and quietly looked at the crowd below.

Waiting for everyone's response.

Everyone in the class understood.

How Song Yu intends to make a comeback and how they need to cooperate.

They all understood.

However, no one spoke.

It's not that they don't want to say it, it's that they...

Dare not say.

Use the test to keep Mr. Lu... This matter sounds so impressive and unattainable.

Three weeks... In just three weeks, it's going to be a turnaround against the wind. This sentence is so difficult for Class [-] to say.

The average score is only more than 300 points.

The 26th class they want to surpass has an average score of 35 points more than them.

35 points, three weeks...

This is what really silences them.

"Brother Yu...".

In the classroom where the atmosphere became dull again.

A voice suddenly appeared.

Standing up was Wu Naiwen who had just returned from Hangzhou.

He stared blankly at Song Yu.

Shaking his head bitterly.

"Is there any other way, quiz...".

"Is it difficult?"

Song Yu replied with a smile, and Wu Naiwen nodded.

"Then I really can't help it...".

Song Yu said calmly.

Afterwards, the boy whose eyes were instantly covered in disappointment looked around.

"This sentence just now is the second time I said it, and it is also the last time."

"That's all I can do...".

Song Yu spread his hands, raised his legs and walked to his seat.

"You don't have to bet, but I bet!"

Song Yu's voice was not loud, but every word hit everyone's heart hard.

"Tomorrow, I will come early to fulfill my promise."

"By the way, I'll wait for you."

"Tomorrow is Saturday...".

I don't know who it is, suddenly said such a sentence.

Song Yu stopped and glanced at the other party.

Then he laughed.

It's just that the smile fell on the eyes of the girl who covered her mouth, with a little absurdity and irony that couldn't be said.

"I'm waiting for you!"

After glancing at the girl twice, Song Yu withdrew his gaze, leaving only this sentence.

Then he buried himself in the pile of books.

......

This afternoon, the students did not see Lu Ze.

A few boys sneaked around the office.

The feedback came back as many people expected.

There are some messy test papers and papers piled on the table.

But Lu Ze's personal belongings, the vacuum flask, the potted flowers, and the fish tank all disappeared.

The students who saw or heard these things sank to the bottom of their hearts again.

Didn't Song Yu say that Teacher Lu is still struggling?Doesn't it mean that the deadline has not yet been set?

Then why, everything, indicates that he has left?

It's not that no one has asked Song Yu about these doubts.

However, the answer he gave was so simple that it made people speechless.

"If you win the bet, that table is still named Lu. If you lose the bet, it will be like this forever. Just bet, don't ask the reason, don't look at the process."

It was like playing an obscure charade.

Except for Song Yu, the other 54 people fell into the mist this afternoon.

Until the end of get out of class and school, until the night is everywhere.

Countless buildings in the city are lit up, and the dim car lights on the road begin to flow endlessly.

Another sleepless night.

To digest all the emotions accumulated today, to face that terribly difficult bet.

To recall all the good times in the past, and be prepared to never go back to the previous time.

The night, at this moment, finally devoured all self-comfort.

Complicated emotions are like a cage.

Take these inexperienced teenagers.

locked deeply...

Saturday, November 28.

At five o'clock in the morning, the whole city of Rongcheng was asleep.

23 West side of the gate of Lieutenant Colonel.

A boy carrying a schoolbag, with a bun in his mouth and a key in his hand, walked towards the school gate step by step.

In the early sky in late autumn, it is difficult to have a white belly.

Under the dark night, the boy is walking on the ground.

Where there are pits to overcome, where there are hurdles to overcome.

He knows it all.

In the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, almost every morning at the same time, he would walk this road like today.

Enter the door, come to the playground, and study quietly under the dim street lights.

No one's success does not come from hard work.

During the time when everyone was asleep, the boys interpreted it with their own actions.

Facing the injustice of fate, it is used to fight against.

It's not what other people say, because he can't afford to wait.

It's not the four words that Lu Ze gave Wu Naiwen. I don't want to lose, because...he can't afford to lose either.

For him, there are only four simple words.

Fight for your life!

Fight for a chance to stand on the same starting line as others, and fight for an ordinary life that many people can easily have.

It sounds sad, but boys are already satisfied.