At the end of the night, everyone was very happy. Except for Ling Cang, Zhang Yiting, and Tong Tong, everyone else was almost a little drunk.
When Tong Zhengrong walked out of the Zhang family's kitchen, he was already a little staggered. A gust of cold wind blew, and he tightened his tight clothes: "Old Zhang, in a trance, it seems that he has returned to his youth again..."
"Yes, at that time, as long as we had the conditions, we would secretly open a small stove and find ways to get wine..." Zhang Chaohua looked up at the starry sky and let out a long sigh: "We would drink until midnight and then climb out of the window. Sneak back to the dormitory,"
"In a blink of an eye, we are all old..." Looking back at his son and granddaughter, Tong Zhengrong said with emotion: "It will be their time from now on."
"yes,"
"Ling Cang..." Tong Zhengrong waved to Ling Cang, and then said meaningfully: "No matter what happened in the past, in short, if you work hard in the future, your future will be very bright."
Ling Cang nodded stupidly, as if he didn't understand the meaning at all: "I think so too,"
When Tongtong and Zhang Yiting heard this, they ran over together, holding Ling Cang's hand one at a time.
Tongtong said happily: "I knew Ling Cang was very promising,"
Zhang Yiting smiled, said nothing, and held Ling Cang's hand tighter and tighter.
While everyone was chatting here, a black Mercedes-Benz drove slowly and parked on the roadside in the distance. Sitting in the car were Ding Maozhong and Ding Shijia.
The father and son had just returned from doing errands and happened to pass by and saw this scene.
Seeing Ling Cang and Zhang Yiting being intimate, Ding Shijia gritted her teeth and trembled slightly.
Ding Maozhong looked at his son and smiled slightly: "Does it make you feel unhappy that your ex-girlfriend is with another man?"
"What does Zhang Yiting mean..." Ding Shijia forced a smile: "I have many women for your son, and I will find a better one soon."
"I have learned that Zhang Yiting is not only beautiful, but also very virtuous. In this money-worshiping era, it is really not easy to find another girl like this,"
"So what, isn't she irreplaceable?" Ding Shijia spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "I'm just in love, and I don't plan to get married. It doesn't matter what kind of person the other person is, as long as I like it. ,"
"There is no better son than a father," Ding Maozhong said in a long voice, "I know exactly what you think. Not only can you not let go of Zhang Yiting, but you are also unwilling to lose to a poor boy like Ling Cang."
Ding Shijia was silent for a long time, and finally admitted bitterly: "That's right."
"As expected, I was right,"
"Ling Cang is a poor boy who doesn't even know who his parents are. I, Ding Shijia, am not as good as him in any way. My background, family background, appearance, temperament... I am better than him in everything." Ding Shijia became more and more excited as he spoke, almost like a poor man. The lower-middle peasants accused the evil landlord class: "But not only did he steal my girlfriend, he even beat me."
"Shijia, you are like this just because your conditions are too good and you have been too pampered since childhood."
Ding Shijia was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong with me?"
"Speaking of which, it's all my fault. I didn't let you receive a lack of education about setbacks." After a pause, Ding Maozhong continued: "You think too highly of yourself. Once you encounter setbacks, you will have negative emotions. And you don't know how to respect your opponents. It's very difficult for you to respect your opponents." It’s easy to suffer losses. Please note that even small people may have big stories behind them.”
Ding Shijia didn't know what to say for a moment: "I..."
"You should try to change yourself now," Ding Maozhong said word by word: "Listen to your father, he will not harm you."
"But Ling Cang beat me after all. Is this the end of the matter?" Because his father had explained it before, Ding Shijia had been holding back and did not cause trouble to Ling Cang during this period. However, the humiliation Ling Cang inflicted at that time has already It was planted deep in his heart and could not be easily removed.
"Ling Cang is a man who cannot be moved. Not only is he related to the aristocratic family, but also..." Ding Maozhong pointed at Tong Zhengrong in the distance and said meaningfully: "This person seems to be a senior official of the Central Committee, who is related to Ling Cang." The relationship is obviously good,"
"But I can't swallow this breath,"
"Don't worry," Ding Maozhong patted Ding Shijia's shoulder gently: "I will make him pay the price, but not now, we have to think about it in the long run."
In the morning, Ling Cang went to class on time, only to find that Ding Xuehan had arrived early.
The beautiful teacher looked at Ling Cang with a somewhat sad look and said, "Sit down in your seat immediately."
Ling Cang agreed, sat down, looked around, and found that Hong Xue had also arrived.
Hong Xue still looked lazy, giving the impression that he had nothing to do with school affairs, but the expressions of other students were a bit complicated, as if something had happened.
"You and Hong Xue were notified and criticized..."
Before Shen Fanlei finished speaking, Ding Xuehan said slowly on the podium: "Many students should have heard that our school will strictly rectify the school spirit in the near future. Unfortunately, there are two students in our class, Ling Cang and Hong Xue. , often absent from class for no reason, has been criticized by the school and given a demerit,”
Ling Cang was confused: "rectify the school spirit,"
Shen Fanlei glanced at Ding Xuehan, then lowered his head and told the whole story in a very low voice.
Although the battles between No. 1 Middle School, Bei Middle School and Liuzhong gradually subsided, the incident ultimately had a very bad impact on No. 1 Middle School.
All along, the school has known that many students do not follow discipline, skip classes, come late, leave early, drink and smoke, but they have just turned a blind eye. A few days ago, the school received news that many students have joined the Hong Ming Gang.
The students started their own gangs, and it was just a small fight. They participated in real gangs in society, but they had very serious problems. This made the school think it was necessary to rectify the school spirit and prevent the recurrence of troublesome troubles, so this week It is designated as School Spirit Improvement Week.
Huaxia is a country that is good at sports. All units and departments come here from time to time, so all Huaxia people are excellent athletes. This kind of movement to rectify the school spirit is not the first time in the history of No. 1 Middle School. According to past practice, several people have to be arrested. A negative example emerges.
Therefore, Zhang Zhi collaborated with the directors of each grade to form a school spirit supervision team. From time to time, he took the student name list to each class to take roll call. If a student was not in class, they would not ask for any reason, and he would be recorded as absenteeism once after three times. Give it a once off.
Ling Cang and Hong Xue were both absent nine times, resulting in one demerit each.
When Ling Cang heard this, not only did he not get angry, but he breathed a sigh of relief: "So, it's not that some classmates went to snitch on me, or that my classmate betrayed me,"
"If there is a classmate who wants to make a report, he would have gone there a long time ago. Why wait until today? If the class teacher is dissatisfied with you, he will at most criticize you in private. It is impossible to say anything to the school. That would be equivalent to criticizing your class. Break up the trouble," Shen Fanlei sighed lightly, and then said: "You really need to pay more attention in the future,"
"oh,"
Ding Xuehan knew that Ling Cang and Shen Fanlei were whispering and pretended not to see it. But at this time, Zhang Zhi strode in from the outside, pointed at Ling Cang and Shen Fanlei and said: "Ban Ren is talking above, and you guys are talking below. It doesn't matter at all." Don’t you take the teacher seriously?”
Shen Fanlei immediately stopped speaking, slowly raised her head, and glanced at Zhang Zhi with a calm expression.
"Ling Cang..." Zhang Zhi came to Ling Cang and asked aggressively: "You have already remembered it once, do you want to remember it a second time?"
Ling Cang shook his head expressionlessly: "I don't want to,"
"That's right," Zhang Zhi sneered and said, "I'm telling you, after three demerits, you will be expelled from the school immediately. You'd better be careful."
Ling Cang didn't bother to argue, so he just responded: "Oh,"
Hong Xue was a little dissatisfied with Zhang Zhi's attitude and muttered: "Take chicken feathers as arrows."
"What did you say?" Zhang Zhi, who had very good ears, immediately turned around and scolded: "Do you dare to repeat what you said?"
Hong Xue raised her head high and looked at Zhang Zhi nonchalantly: "I said, take chicken feathers as arrows,"
"How dare you say that, teacher..." Zhang Zhi has always been a little afraid of Hong Xue in the past, but this time he dared to reprimand him head-on, with full confidence: "It's so unruly, I will definitely expel you,"
"Why do you fire me?"
"Just because you are rude to the teacher,"
"Why am I rude to you?"
"Stand up and speak," Zhang Zhi slammed the table hard: "The teacher is standing and speaking, and you are sitting there, it's so uneducated,"
"I said this, but I didn't mention your name or surname. Why do you think I was talking about you?" Hong Xue did not stand up, but crossed her legs: "There are people who pick up money, and there are people who pick up money. Why are there still people picking on people and scolding them?"
"You...you..." Zhang Zhi pointed at Hong Xue, trembling with anger: "Hong Xue, come out with me,"
"Just get out, what can you do to me?" Hong Xue suddenly stood up and threw his schoolbag on the ground: "Don't you just want to expel me? I haven't read it yet."
"Since you said so yourself, let me save you some face and take the initiative to write a withdrawal application."
Hong Xue walked to Long Yutian next to him, without saying hello, he grabbed the pen and paper and wrote a few words.
Long Yutian was startled. He looked at Hong Xue, then at Zhang Zhi, and smiled awkwardly: "Teacher, calm down."
Hong Xue was about to continue writing when she suddenly raised her head: "Zhang Zhi, listen to me, after I leave this school, you can't even expect to have any good fruits."
This sentence contained a very obvious threat, everyone was stunned, and the air in the classroom became very oppressive.
Zhang Zhi was still a little afraid of Hong Xue after all. He pursed his lips and didn't say anything for a long time; "You... you..."