Chapter five hundred and eighty fourth sister is domineering again
"What are you..." Hong Xueti threw the pen to the ground and asked angrily: "Do you believe that I chopped down your wife and children, and then set fire to your house..."
Regardless of whether others believed it or not, Zhang Zhi believed it anyway. He kept blaming himself in his heart for being so impulsive today and offending Hong Xue, the god of plague.
This pen is a Parker limited edition commemorative edition. Although it is precious, it is just a pen after all, not a steel bullet. With a "pop" sound, the pen turned into countless fragments and scattered on the ground, leaving only a pool of ink stains.
"My pen..." Lu Feng immediately bowed down and wanted to put away the pool of ink. Due to heartache, his voice was unclear and he said "pen" a bit like "force".
Except for Lu Feng, no one else spoke. The atmosphere in the classroom became increasingly tense.
Ding Xuehan felt that as the head teacher, she should intervene. So she walked over quickly and said, "Director Zhang, please calm down first."
"Why should I relieve my anger..." Zhang Zhi wanted to continue to play with the teacher's prestige, but it was a pity that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
"Actually, it's just a misunderstanding. Please stop arguing."
"Misunderstanding. Did you hear what she said to me?" Zhang Zhi didn't dare to offend Hong Xue, so he vented his anger on Ding Xuehan: "This is a naked personal threat. If I encounter any accident in the future .Just ask Hong Xue to take responsibility."
"She... was just joking."
"How can you be so joking? Not to mention the teacher." He snorted heavily. Zhang Zhi then accused: "Teacher Ding, take a good look at how you have taught your students."
"this……"
"You are the youngest class leader in the whole school..." Zhang Zhi put his hands on his hips like a big teapot: "When I decided to promote you to be the class leader, many people opposed it, but I strongly supported it. I didn't expect you to be so incompetent. The class is a mess. I think it’s necessary to report it to the school and change the class teacher for Class Three.”
Ding Xuehan didn't expect that Zhang Zhi would point the finger at herself. She didn't know what to say for a moment. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Zhang Zhi was about to continue to accuse Ding Xuehan. A cold voice rang out: "Have you had enough?"
Zhang Zhi followed the voice and looked over and found that it was Shen Fanlei: "Who are you talking about."
"I'm talking about you." Shen Fanlei stood up and said calmly: "Teacher, so preaching is the job of teaching people and solving their doubts. In other words, the teacher's job is to teach students knowledge and let them learn how to behave. Just stand there and accept the respect of the students. Even if there is any unpleasantness, the teacher should convince others with virtue instead of being a shrew who catches and scratches anyone."
This time it was Zhang Zhi's turn to be speechless: "This..."
"Ever since you entered the classroom, you have only been showing off and showing off." Shen Fanlei snorted lightly. Shen Fanlei continued: "Director Zhang, we went to No. 1 Middle School to go to school, not to be angry."
"Director Zhang, you have such great authority." Seeing that Shen Fanlei had already taken the lead, Liang Xiangyu also spoke: "Even my father is not as awesome as you."
Zhou Zitong sneered and discussed with Wu Zhihan in a loud voice: "Let me see if we can talk to the school and change the dean."
Wang Manni immediately interjected: "Go. Go now. Go right away."
All the people who spoke were good friends with Ling Cang, and they all advanced and retreated together. Although this conflict was caused by Hong Xue, but Shen Fanlei came out to speak, others must help.
And these students expressed their stance. Other students had no scruples and accused Zhang Zhi one after another.
Suddenly, Zhang Zhi was sweating profusely.
Although he is the dean of an aristocratic school, Zhang Zhi is still a small person. He is so small that he even has a small mind. This makes him have a bad taste, that is, watching the children of powerful people being disciplined by him will make him feel very happy. In the past, He didn't dare. Now that the principal asked him to rectify the school spirit, he had Shang Fang's sword in hand. He could finally have no scruples.
However, this kind of bad taste is like sex. It's okay to feel good once in a while. If it's too good, it will lead to kidney failure. Zhang Zhi feels like this now. His legs are trembling slightly and his waist can't straighten up. Because he suddenly realized .If there are only one or two students, it would be fine. If these students really make trouble collectively, it is not impossible for the school to remove itself as the dean.
Zhang Zhi was scared. But he would not apologize to the students. He just said to Ding Xuehan: "Um... Teacher Ding, my attitude was not very good just now. I hope you don't take it to heart. Actually, the school is very tight this time. I was also a little impulsive because I was too anxious."
"It doesn't matter." Naturally, Ding Xuehan didn't have the same experience as Zhang Zhi. She smiled slightly and said, "Everyone is doing this for the good of the students."
Zhang Zhi said hurriedly: "Yes. Yes."
"Okay, everyone, please stop arguing..." Ding Xuehan raised her voice and said to the students: "The school will strictly rectify the school spirit in the near future. I hope everyone understands that this is for everyone's good. There must be a good learning environment and campus order. Only then can everyone learn and live better. Otherwise, everyone will just waste their good time."
"You're right. Well said." Zhang Zhi took the lead in applauding before Ding Xuehan finished speaking.
The students were very generous to the class and cheered a few times along with them.
"By the way..." Ding Xuehan asked Zhang Zhi: "Why did you come to my class?"
"The school requires leaders at all levels to take turns attending classes in each class." Seeing that the students no longer pursued him, Zhang Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Today it is my turn to come to your class."
"Oh." Ding Xuehan looked at the time and told Zhang Zhi: "Class is about to begin. Director Zhang, please find a place to sit. I'm going back to the office."
Seeing Ding Xuehan leaving, Hong Xue said nothing and returned to her seat. However, her eyes kept staring at Zhang Zhi. Zhang Zhi did not dare to look at her at all.
At the back of the class, Zhang Zhi found an empty seat and sat down. He glanced around the class and muttered in a low voice: "What a coward..."
This class was Chinese. Linglan strode into the classroom, holding a slide projector in her hand. Because today's class required a set of related slides. She stood firm on the podium, caught a glimpse of Zhang Zhi, and said immediately: " There is something extra in our classroom today."
Everyone answered in unison: "Director Zhang."
"Nonsense." Ling Lan immediately corrected: "Director Zhang is obviously not a thing."
The students immediately burst into laughter. Zhang Zhi felt ashamed. He wanted to have a fit but didn't dare.
Suzuran was outside just now. She already knew what happened and wanted to correct Zhang Zhi intentionally. The students were in sync with each other and cooperated just right. However, Suzuran did not laugh and started teaching the class seriously.
"Leilei..." Ling Cang looked at Linglan on the stage and said softly: "You performed extraordinary today."
"I'm sorry..." Shen Fanlei chuckled: "My arrogance is showing again."
"That's not what I'm talking about. But..." Ling Cang withdrew his gaze and fell on Shen Fanlei: "How dare you speak for Hong Xue."
"Is this..." Shen Fanlei glanced at Hong Xue and explained a little uncomfortably: "I am the monitor after all. I have to be responsible for my classmates. No matter which classmate it is..."
Ling Cang wanted to talk again. He happened to see something jumping up and down outside the classroom. He looked carefully and found that it was a person.
There was glass on the teacher's door, but it was a little high from the ground. The man jumped up and looked inside. Then he jumped up again, like a rubber ball.
Ling Cang recognized it. It was Kudo Feng.
"Teacher..." Ling Cang immediately raised his hand: "I have a stomachache and want to go to the bathroom."
Suzuran nodded: "Go ahead."
Ling Cang glanced at Zhang Zhi provocatively. He got up and walked outside the classroom.
Kudo Feng saw Ling Cang coming out and said excitedly: "Boss, your deskmate... is so beautiful."
Ling Cang couldn't help but feel proud: "Of course."
Wu Lei also came. She didn't do anything. She just watched Kudo Feng jumping around. At this time, she came over and told Ling Cang: "The matter you asked us to investigate has come to fruition..."
"Fuqing Gang."
Before Wu Lei could answer, Zhang Zhi also came out of the classroom. He looked at Ling Cang and smiled coldly: "Let me tell you, you are basically lying. You are not going to the toilet. You are obviously meeting friends secretly."
"So what." Ling Cang sighed helplessly. He felt that Zhang Zhi really cared about eating rather than fighting. He was just made unable to get off the stage by the students. In the blink of an eye, he was back to his old ways.
"Not very good. You violated the school rules. You know..." Zhang Zhi felt that he couldn't offend other students. It was okay to vent his anger on Ling Cang. After that, he turned to question Kudo Feng and Wu Lei: "You are Which school are you from? How did you sneak into our school? What do you want to do?"
"We are not students..." Kudo Kaede took out his ID and waved it in front of Zhang Zhi: "We are the police."
Zhang Zhi looked at the words on the certificate and muttered slowly: "General Staff... Headquarters. Soldier."
"Yeah. Wrong. This is a military officer's ID." Kudo Kaede hurriedly took out another ID: "This is a police officer's ID."
Zhang Zhi was a little confused as to why this young man, who looked young, had such two certificates on him: "Don't fool me. This certificate and that certificate were obtained by looking for a street advertisement."
"Then this thing must be real..." Kudo Kaede opened his shirt, revealing the holster on his waist. There was a shiny black pistol inserted inside.
"It should be..." Zhang Zhi finally believed the other party's identity. He was sweating profusely for a while. But soon, he felt happy again. He hurriedly asked: "Has this Ling Cang committed something?"
"No." Kudo Kaede waved his hand impatiently: "I just reported some situation to him. It has nothing to do with you."
Zhang Zhi was stunned: "You report to him... the situation."
Kudo Kaede glared: "Stop asking. Leave quickly."
Zhang Zhi finally remembered that the city bureau had given Ling Cang a banner, indicating that Ling Cang had some relationship with the police. He did not dare to say any more and quickly returned to the classroom.
"Hey..." Ling Cang pointed to Kudo Kaede's gun: "Where did you get this thing?"