Jiangnan Foreign Language Training School, after Ye Bufan left, the place completely changed. It suddenly became smoky, and the chickens and dogs were restless.
There is only one reason, that is, these students from Class 5, Grade 2, collectively started a riot. Although these students were difficult to deal with in the past, they were only in their own class and had little impact on others, but today is obviously different from the past.
After Ye Bufan left in the morning, they collectively came to the playground and began to strike to protest, demanding that the school invite Teacher Ye back.
This relatively civilized form of protest was barely acceptable to the school. Although Zhang Yunxiu and Chang Hao came to persuade them, they didn't take it too seriously.
But the good times did not last long. In the afternoon, these students completely changed their tactics. More than thirty people dispersed, and the school was completely in chaos.
The worst thing was Chang Hao, because he was the head teacher, so he would be called every time after something happened.
Especially now that there are rumors in the school that Chang Hao is the one who sent Ye Bufan away, so these teachers are very complaining about him. Although they dare not show it on the surface, they all go to him invariably when something goes wrong.
"Teacher Chang, take a look, the students in your class have burned all my lesson plans..."
"Teacher Chang, how do you teach students? The students in your class beat up five classmates in our class..."
"Teacher Chang, come here and take a look. The male students in your class are watching a short movie in our class. How can we still have class?"
Chang Hao was troubled by the phone call, and he went around putting out fires for a while. The most important thing was that the students looked at him as if they were an enemy, and did not give him any face. They would only suffer the consequences.
He was filled with regret now. Why did he want to take the title of head teacher on himself? Wasn't he looking for death?
I originally thought it was a good thing that Ye Bufan left, but I didn't expect that this was the beginning of my nightmare.
Just as he was leaning on the stairs to take a breath, the principal Zhang Yuanxiu called again: "Director Chang, come here quickly. The students from your class are holding a concert in my office. How can I work?
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At this moment, in the principal's office, seven or eight students, led by Hai Mingzi and Wu Zihao, ignored the principal's presence and held a karaoke concert here.
Zhang Yunxiu stared with anger, but there was nothing he could do against these rich second generations. He couldn't afford to offend Hai Mingzi alone, even if others didn't tell them.
What made him most angry was that after everyone sang a song, everyone applauded and even came forward to lay flowers.
And those flowers were all precious flowers that he had grown in the office for many years, and they were picked off one after another before his eyes.
Chang Hao ran in panting and shouted to Hai Mingzi and others: "What are you doing? It's so outrageous. Get out of here quickly and don't interfere with the principal's work."
"Who do you think you are, and who are you talking to?"
Wu Zihao said and pushed him on the chest unceremoniously. Chang Hao was caught off guard and took a few steps back, sitting down on a large pot of cactus raised by Zhang Yunxiu.
"ah!"
The guy let out a heart-rending scream and jumped up violently. His buttocks and hands were already covered in blood from being stabbed.
Chang Hao was almost going crazy and shouted tremblingly: "You guys have gone too far."
Hai Mingzi said: "Are we going too far? Give Teacher Ye back to us, and we will go back to class obediently, otherwise no one will think about it."
Chang Hao was so angry that he didn't know what to say. Suddenly a teacher ran in: "Director Chang, go and have a look. Your car has been completely scratched."
"What? What's going on?"
Chang Hao was shocked. The black BMW 7 Series was a new one he bought and cost more than 1 million.
The teacher said: "Several students in your class are fighting in the parking lot. Whoever loses will draw a little turtle on your car. There are already dozens of them."
"I……"
After hearing this, Chang Hao almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't care about Hai Mingzi and the others and hurried towards the parking lot.
When I arrived here, I found that seven or eight male classmates were gathered here. The leaders of the land fight were Tang Ming, Zhu Mingyu and Liang Zhijie, and the remaining few people gathered around and cheered.
Tang Ming held the card in his hand and shouted excitedly, "3 explode for spring, each of you has to draw 16 turtles, a total of 32 turtles for two people, let's start."
Chang Hao took another look at the BMW 7 Series parked next to him. Half of the car's body had been painted with large and small turtles, which made him feel heartbroken.
"Stop it, stop it quickly!"
He rushed over to protect the car behind him and shouted to Tang Ming and others, "What are you doing? You can't touch my car."
He was just the son of a former city leader, and he didn't have a lot of money. He had bought this car just to get back Lu Banxia, which almost cost him most of his savings.
Tang Ming stood up, looked at him jokingly and said, "Chang, didn't you say he is our class teacher?
What's wrong with letting students play with the class teacher's car and learn painting?"
Zhu Mingyu then said: "Yes, Director Chang, you can't be so stingy, right? It's just a car, why are you so nervous?"
Liang Zhijie said: "It turns out that practice is better than no practice. Look at how handsome the little turtles behind me are, much better than the ones in front.
If I finish painting the entire car, I guess I can participate in the painting competition and maybe win some international award."
"No, none of you can touch my car again."
After Chang Hao finished speaking, he hurriedly took out his car keys, opened the door, jumped in, and sped off.
Zhu Mingyu looked at his back with a look of disdain on his face: "You still want to be our class teacher with this kind of virtue, and you don't have to urinate to look after yourself."
At this time, the get out of class bell rang in the teaching building, and all the teachers in the school breathed a sigh of relief. Today was finally over.
Liang Zhijie said: "Shall we continue?"
"Everyone is off work, so we don't have the need to continue tomorrow." Tang Ming said, "Let's go, I'll invite you all to have a drink, and we can discuss what to do tomorrow."
After school, they, together with Hai Mingzi, Ai Meili and other core members, went to the big hotel at the gate of the school and asked for a private room. While eating, they discussed how to make a bigger fuss tomorrow so that the school could invite Teacher Ye back.
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Several people were eating when suddenly the door of the private room opened and seven or eight men in black barged in.
Tang Ming frowned: "Who are you? What are you doing?"
These people were originally cynical rich second generations, and they didn't take the people in front of them seriously at all.
The leading man in black ignored him at all and shouted to the men behind him: "Go ahead and capture him together."
After saying that, the men in black stepped forward to take action without saying a word, and all of them were masters.
Among Zhu Mingyu and others, only Tang Ming was a warrior. Unfortunately, he was still injured and had no ability to resist at all.
In the blink of an eye, they were all tied up tightly, and even their mouths were blocked with towels.
The leading man in black waved his hand: "Take it away!"
