Little Cutie, your subscription rate for this article is not enough ~ You can read the latest content after you make up for it. Le Zhishi didn't take the rumors seriously. He was a little simple-minded. Many things just passed by his ears and he thought that it was over. Obviously, the others were more complicated than he thought. After all, everyone liked to gossip. Although he kept trying to explain, many days had passed. The rumor of [Le Zhishi was pulled aside by Song Yu in PE class and beaten until his teeth bled] was still rampant and completely out of his control.
The classmates around him began to express all kinds of "concern." Some gave him snacks and said that he must be having a hard time. Some even mocked Le Zhishi for being the modern Cinderella.
Le Zhishi kept emphasizing that Song Yu was a very good brother, but everyone attributed his defense to his easily manipulated temper. Even the female classmate who asked him what he thought of Song Yu at the opening ceremony thought so.
"No wonder you were hesitant and only dared to say nice things about Song Yu." The girl looked enlightened. "So you're so afraid of Song Yu."
Generally speaking, Le Zhishi was a good-tempered person who had no bottom line.
However, his bottom line was Song Yu. He would never allow anyone to say anything bad about Song Yu in front of him because in his heart, Song Yu treated him well. It was an undeniable fact.
"No, he's very good. He's not like what you think. I've said it many times. He really didn't hit me. It's all nonsense. He's very good to me. " Le Zhishi's tone was uncharacteristically solemn and a little angry. He even stopped drawing and said to them, "And it's not right to talk about others behind their backs."
The classmates were a little frightened by his behavior. "We didn't talk about him behind his back … What's your relationship? If we talk about him in front of you, isn't that the same as talking about him in front of him?"
Le Zhishi couldn't refute.
The girl asked curiously, "Then is he really as good as you say? Why doesn't he treat you like a big brother at all?"
Another person also said, "Yeah, it looks very fierce."
"Older brothers usually dote on their younger siblings."
"Anyway, I don't like his personality. He's not sunny at all, even though he's good-looking."
Le Zhishi was too lazy to argue with them because Song Yu had said before that pointless arguments would make people look stupid. He lowered his head and stared at the little person he had just drawn. No matter how he looked at it, it was not pleasing to the eye. Thus, he took a pen and darkened his entire face.
Jiang Yufan walked into the classroom with a clean mop and shouted, "Le, someone's looking for you outside." Then he came in and said to the students who were still talking, "How boring. As long as you spend half of your gossiping heart on your studies, it will only take a minute for you to go to Peiya High School. "
Le Zhishi looked up. There was only half a figure by the window. He was wearing a high school white shirt and was very tall. Le Zhishi suddenly felt a little excited. He jumped up and ran out.
But as soon as he went out, the smile on his face froze.
"Your disappointment is too obvious. Don't look, it's just me," Qin Yan joked with a smile.
Le Zhishi weakly called out, "Hello, senior." But he was still very disappointed, so he raised his eyelids and asked deliberately, "Senior, don't tell me you also want me to pass a message to my brother to confess?"
Qin Yan laughed out loud. "The two of you are really humorous." He patted Le Zhishi's shoulder, "I won't tease you anymore. I asked you to come here for a very important matter."
You're not serious. What kind of serious matter can there be? Le Zhishi thought.
The boys in the class were piling on top of each other in the corridor. There were too many people, so Qin Yan led Le Zhishi to the corner of the stairs.
"After the last senior graduated, the radio station is short of an English broadcaster." Qin Yan's voice was very pleasant. He was the current station master of the school's radio station. He didn't have much time, so he went straight to the point and expressed his idea of wanting Le Zhishi to join the radio station.
"Your spoken English is good. In the previous English poetry recital competition, your pronunciation was very good. Many seniors in our station also recommended you. How about it, do you want to give it a try? "
Le Zhishi leaned back against the wall and gently knocked the back of his head. He didn't answer the question, "Song Yu gege's pronunciation is also very good."
"Him? Do you think I can invite him, that big Buddha? " Qin Yan looked at him with a "you think too highly of me" expression, "Besides, the radio station itself needs more students from the junior high school. It's only once a week on Friday. It may delay your meal time a little, so it's only half an hour. "He then made a joke," After all, English is half your mother tongue. "
It was only spoken before the age of four … Was it also considered a mother tongue?
The job at the radio station was indeed not very suitable for a junior high school student. Le Zhishi fell into deep thought.
Qin Yan was Song Yu's good friend. He often came to their house for meals since junior high school. In his mind, helping him was equivalent to helping his own brother. So before the bell rang, Le Zhishi agreed.
When he got home that night, Le Zhishi told Lin Rong about this matter. Who knew that Lin Rong's focus was on the lack of time to eat, and she insisted on bringing him food. Le Zhishi couldn't help but think of the giant lunch box that was bigger than his head in elementary school, and the super luxurious lunch that was coveted by the surrounding students. He shook his head and declined, "It's so troublesome. You don't have to cook for me. I can find time to eat by myself."
The family's orange cat slowly walked past him. Le Zhishi touched its tail, "Right, Tangerine?"
This made Lin Rong feel very hurt. She thought that Le had grown up and didn't need her anymore. This made her overflowing motherly love unable to be expressed. She grabbed Tangerine into her arms, but Tangerine nimbly jumped out of her arms. Her butt was still facing them, and she stood proudly and elegantly in the middle of the coffee table.
"Do you want to ask Yu if he wants to bring food?" Song Jin massaged his sad wife's hand.
Hearing his father call his name, Song Yu, who had just finished showering and came out with a towel, stopped in his tracks and looked at the three people in the living room.
Lin Rong put her foot on Song Jin's leg, "It's too troublesome. I won't cook for him. Let him eat by himself."
Song's dad, who was watching the drama, couldn't help but laugh, "As expected, Le is your biological son."
Song Yu put a towel on his head and turned to go upstairs, "A bunch of drama queens."
On Wednesday, Qin Yan took Le Zhishi to the broadcasting station for a tour. The work here was much easier than he had imagined. He was working with a senior in his second year of high school. Considering that Le Zhishi was still in the middle of his studies, all the writing work was done by the senior. Le Zhishi only needed to read the script in advance and prepare for it.
On the first day of the broadcast, Le Zhishi was a little nervous. In order to prepare for this broadcast, he had quietly practiced for a long time in his bedroom the night before, afraid that he would make a mistake. As soon as the bell rang for the last class in the afternoon, he rushed to the clock tower.
"Relax." The senior patted him on the shoulder, "After we finish the opening speech together, you introduce the song alone, and then we'll play the song."
Le Zhishi nodded solemnly, "Okay, I got it."
After class, Song Yu was called out by the teacher for a chat and a lot of instructions were given. Before he could go back to the classroom, he was dragged downstairs by Qin Yan.
"What did Wang call you for just now? You talked for a long time. "Qin Yan asked.
"Something, he asked me for help."
"He's now in charge of a middle school class. Why did he ask you for help? He's not paying. I'm starving. It would be great if the cafeteria had pearl meatballs tonight. " In order to take a shortcut, Qin Yan dragged Song Yu through the air corridor. When they walked over, they happened to see a few boys in the garden downstairs, carrying their classmates up to play Aruba.
"Hey! Don't you guys eat? "Qin Yan leaned on the corridor railing and shouted at the boys in the next class.
"Boring."
"Who are you talking about?" Qin Yan laughed, "Are they boring or am I boring? Make it clear, no connotations. "
Music came from the speakers in the garden downstairs. The melody was brisk and flowed into the lively campus. Seeing that Song Yu did not answer, Qin Yan began to blackmail him, "You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be used against you in court."
What a tough guy.
The music faded, and a voice came from the speakers, speaking fluent English. The pronunciation and intonation were soft and youthful. "Good afternoon, everyone. I'm Joy."
Song Yu pushed Qin Yan away. The words "you're the most boring" were about to come out of his mouth when he heard this sentence.
"Welcome to the Voice of English every Friday. At the beginning of the program, I'd like to recommend a very good English song …"
Looking at Song Yu who stood still, Qin Yan bumped him with his shoulder, "Hey, what's wrong?" He waved his hand in front of him, "Is the server cut off?"
Song Yu slapped his hand away and glanced at Qin Yan, "You got him in?"
"Yes." Qin Yan shrugged and generously admitted, "Lele's voice is so beautiful. I've said before that I must take him under my wing before the handover after graduation. What do you think? Not bad, right? "
Song Yu walked down the stairs, "He's in the third year of junior high."
"Just this semester." Qin Yan snorted, "Look at how nervous you are. People outside are saying that you bully children. What's the point of pretending to be brothers in front of me? You have to let the people know. "
At the top of the stairs, the view suddenly opened up. The sky on the playground seemed to be soaked in grapefruit juice, and a soft orange sun hung next to the clock tower. The students on the playground were chatting and running hand in hand, and the laughter was all mixed into the selected song.
But the newcomer probably forgot to turn off the microphone, and was more fascinated by the song than the audience. She even hummed the last line in a low voice along with the chorus.
On the noisy and cheerful campus, everyone was busy using their precious leisure time. This small mistake did not cause a ripple, but only fanned a wave in the heart of one person.
“my youthyours.”
Song Yu stopped and glanced at the clock tower as if he didn't care.
"No way, let alone fighting, Le Zhishi is not even late. Oh, except for the first day of school."
"I heard that he stood up for the student from the next class who skipped a grade. I don't usually see the two of them interact much. Is it worth fighting with someone like Wang Jie for him?"
"It's one against four."
"Damn, Le is awesome."
Some people leaned against the window of Group 4 and looked at the high school building opposite. The administrative offices of the director and the head teacher were on the second and third floors of the opposite building.
"I can't see anything …"
"Maybe he's still lecturing? Maybe he'll come out in a while and write a self-reflection in the corridor. "
Jiang Yufan was very anxious and uneasy. He heard the girl in front of him talk about the other person involved.
"Cheng Mingming. He has a grudge with Wang Jie for a long time. They seem to be elementary school classmates. The last time I ate in the cafeteria, I heard him say to others that Wang Jie's family is very poor and that he stole his money. "
"Really? Then this … "
"Anyway, Wang Jie is not to be trifled with. He said that Cheng Mingming's parents don't care. I feel that Le has been cheated this time, getting involved in this kind of thing. Maybe when the time comes, both sides will go back on their words, and Le will be in the wrong. "
Hearing the words "parents don't care", Jiang Yufan felt something. He was worried that Le Zhishi would be at a disadvantage, so he stood up and said that he had a stomachache to go to the toilet. In fact, he ran to the opposite teaching building.
In the office, the bullied Cheng Mingming stuttered. The director could not get an answer from him.
"What happened? Why did you guys fight? "
Cheng Mingming shook his head vigorously. "It has nothing to do with me. I didn't hit anyone."
This was not the first time that Cheng Mingming and Wang Jie had a conflict. The director was not unaware of it. When he saw them, he guessed most of it. But what was strange about this matter was why Le Zhichi got involved. This child was famous for being an obedient and sensible student. All the teachers who had taught him before knew this.
Wang Qian, the homeroom teacher, was also called over. The director glanced at him. "He's from your class. You can ask him yourself."
Wang Qian knew Le Zhishi's character well, so he did not go up to him and blame him indiscriminately.
"Le Zhishi, what happened?"
"Why did you fight with a classmate? That's not your style. "
Le Zhishi lowered his head. The blood at the corner of his mouth had dried. He opened his mouth as if he did not want to give a reason, but his attitude was very good. He admitted his mistake directly. "Miss Wang, I violated the school rules. I can write a self-reflection letter as punishment and stay in school. You can deal with it directly."
Who knew that at this moment, someone would suddenly appear at the door and shout a report. Everyone turned around and saw Jiang Yufan's anxious face. "Teacher, Le Zhishi saw Cheng Mingming being bullied by Wang Jie and went to the bathroom. He didn't start it!"
Le Zhishi was afraid that Jiang Yufan would be dragged into this, so he immediately said to Wang Qian, "Teacher, Jiang Yufan wasn't there."
Jiang Yufan was anxious. "I wasn't there, but someone saw it. A lot of students saw it."
Wang Qian glanced at Le Zhishi and said to Jiang Yufan, "Go back to class. This has nothing to do with you."
Although Jiang Yufan was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. He glanced at Le Zhishi worriedly and left unhappily.
The head teacher of the next class didn't seem to want to interrogate Cheng Mingming as an important matter. First, he judged that Cheng Mingming didn't make a big mistake. He greeted the head teacher and asked him to go back to study, and then questioned Wang Jie.
Wang Jie had been beaten until he was listless. He had been using tissue paper to wipe the blood from his mouth, but after being interrogated, he was rebellious. "What did I do? This has nothing to do with him at all. He came to me on his own accord. I wanted them to leave, but he came back and punched me. He's crazy. "
His sidekick chimed in, "Yes! Le Zhishi was the one who started it! "
"We were trying to stop the fight. I don't know why he went crazy and came to hit us."
"Teacher, if you don't believe me, you can ask the people who were trying to stop the fight in the bathroom. They saw who started it."
"It was me," Le Zhishi admitted frankly. "I just wanted to hit him."
As soon as he said this, the other teachers in the office looked askance.
Wang Qian did not expect this. He felt that the Le Zhishi standing in front of him was a different person from the usual him.
"I don't want to spend time here arguing with you about who did more wrong and who did less wrong." The Dean clasped his hands behind his back and went through the situation according to his own thoughts. "Wang Jie, you brought people to bully Cheng Mingming. Le Zhishi, you stood up for Cheng Mingming, right? But you caused a fight. You and Wang Jie both made a serious mistake and will be given a serious demerit. Your homeroom teacher will deal with the rest. "
After he finished speaking, he looked at Miss Wang. "Call your parents if you need to. Call your parents if you need to."
Miss Wang nodded and watched the Dean leave. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he took Le Zhishi to the teachers' pantry next door. "I'll take you to the school hospital to deal with the wound on your face."
"It's okay, Teacher," Le Zhishi said. "The door will open in a while. I can go there myself."
Miss Wang poured him a glass of water. "If it was someone who usually fights and causes trouble, I would have called his parents to deal with it. Things are not that simple if he can force Rabbit into a corner."
Le Zhishi held the paper cup and was silent for a long time. Finally, he said, "Teacher, I don't want to say it, but I promise you that I will never fight with my classmates again. You can punish me however you want. "
"Then I'll call your parents?" Wang Qian put down the cup and looked at Le Zhishi.
"I …" Le Zhishi also looked up at him. "Yes, but my parents are out of town for the next few days. We can only wait for them to come back …"
"Okay." Wang Qian looked at him. "As your homeroom teacher, I respect that you have your reasons for not wanting to say it, but you have to know that violence is not a good way to solve problems, no matter when. If the other party insults you, you can tell me. If you don't trust me, you can also ask others for help. Do you understand? "
Le Zhishi knew his own problem and nodded.
"Okay, I understand."
He stayed in the pantry to finish writing his self-reflection. When he went out, the morning self-study was already over. Le Zhishi went to the school hospital alone to treat his wound. When he returned to the classroom, before Wang Qian's language class began, he read out his self-reflection to the class.
"You can go back to your seat." Miss Wang stood at the podium. "This fight has also sounded the alarm for the rest of us. Don't stand up for others. If you encounter violence on campus, inform the teacher immediately. Don't try to use violence to fight violence."
Although it was just a fight, Cola's good social relations made almost everyone stand on his side. This matter quickly spread among the students, and most of them directly regarded him as a hero who had acted bravely for a just cause. No one knew the real reason Le Zhishi fought, and no one wanted to know. They just wanted to grab a fresh topic to talk about in the boring school life.
After class, it was time to do the exercises between classes. Jiang Yufan ran to Le Zhishi's seat. "Do your eyes hurt? Let's go to the supermarket to buy a popsicle to apply to your eyes. " He reached out to touch it, but was afraid that it would hurt. Seeing Le Zhishi shake his head honestly, he pitied him. "You're too cruel. Why didn't you wait for me?"
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