At the end of the long vacation, Gong Xue saw her mother off.
After the start of the school year, the top 100 gifted students in the second grade of the Experimental Middle School formed an elite class to prepare for the national knowledge competition to be held in the coming spring.
Gong Xue was assigned to the first class of competitive training. Surprisingly, Shi Jingtian, a popular figure in the Experimental Middle School, was sidelined and placed in the second class of competitive training.
Experimental Middle School is a key junior high school in Mobei. It ranks at the forefront of the city's education system in terms of teachers, student resources and daily school management.
The competitive training class gathers after school every afternoon and takes classes in a large laboratory with relatively superior conditions. Different subjects are taught every day, and there is a weekly exam every weekend.
Because he came home late, Mr. Gong was worried, and sometimes he would personally drive to school to pick up Gong Xue.
Gong Xue never lingers in the classroom after class. As soon as the teacher says school is over, she is basically the first student to rush out of the classroom. For this reason, the head teacher of the first class of competitive training often asks the class teacher of the second class of competitive training, which is the second grade of junior high school.
Zeng Guohua, the head teacher of the class, complained about how she met such a strange gifted student.
Zeng Guohua was also full of complaints. Their second training class also had a weird one, Shi Jingtian.
This rebellious student with a cold temperament always slept no matter who he was in. Only when get out of class was about to end, would he stare at the door full of energy, waiting for the teacher to shout the command to liberate himself.
It's just these two weirdos that give teachers in all subjects a headache, but there's nothing they can do about it.
After clearing the competitive training class several times, no less than ten students were eliminated. The two weirdos were safe and sound, especially Gong Xue, whose first place results every time made the class teacher who was originally very prejudiced against her change.
View.
Perhaps everyone learns differently, and they should not stick to the old model of viewing students.
The calm days quickly slipped into late November.
As usual, it was Zhou Qing from the competitive training class, and it was already dark when it ended. Gong Xue was stopped by someone as soon as she walked out of the classroom.
The person waiting in the corridor turned out to be Su Lianlian.
Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were dull, and her mouth was stained with blood.
Perhaps because she was afraid of being seen, Su Lianlian quickly flashed back into the darkness and waved her hand feebly at her.
"Who hit him?" Gong Xue was tall and could block the curious eyes by standing casually.
When Su Lianlian saw Gong Xue, her swollen and disfigured lips trembled, and she felt aggrieved and wanted to cry.
She tried her best to endure it and whispered: "My dad."
Su Lianlian’s father?
He could do it to his own daughter!
Gong Xue asked solemnly: "Why did I hit you? And so hard!"
The roar was a bit loud, causing several boys in the competitive training class who had locked the door to look at them.
Among them, there is Shi Jingtian.
Gong Xue stood with her back turned, not paying attention.
Su Lianlian looked horrified, looked around, and whispered: "Shh, keep your voice down!" She was afraid that the teacher would hear it and affect the recommendation of art candidates next month.
Gong Xue rolled her eyes, took out a tissue from her pocket, and handed it to Su Lianlian: "I'm afraid that people will find out, but I still come to school! What on earth is going on!"
Su Lianlian wiped the sticky blood from her mouth and slowly lowered her head.
"My dad saw Xie Fei riding a bicycle to give me a lift after work. As soon as he entered the house, he beat me face to face... Xiaoxue... My dad said he would come to school tomorrow to see Xie Fei's class teacher. He also said, never again
I'm not allowed to go to school... What should I do... What should I do... I don't dare to go home, and I won't dare go to school tomorrow... What should I do... What should I do, Xiaoxue..." Everyone in the competition training class left.
, in the quiet and empty corridor, Su Lianlian's suppressed crying gradually came.