Zhang Yichi and Mo Cai returned to the backstage. Now the students are basically seated. The equipment on the stage has been adjusted. Multiple cameras are aimed at the stage and off stage. The online live broadcast will be carried out simultaneously.
Then several school leaders took the stage together.
They introduced themselves, stood up, and then the students applauded. After the introduction, they began to give a routine speech. This kind of speech was all in official language. It lasted ten minutes or half an hour. It was a waste of their own lives and the lives of others.
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Unable to wait any longer, Mo Zhi directly came to the stage with a microphone and took over the conversation, causing several school leaders to leave in frustration.
Zhang Yichi witnessed this scene, smiled slightly, and also went on stage.
Looking from the stage, we can see a crowd of people below, and we can see several cameras surrounding them, pointing at them.
It's a feeling of being in the spotlight.
Zhang Yichi felt slightly nervous.
He looked at the light coming in front of him. It was a warm yellow light, which reminded Zhang Yichi of his childhood. When he was a child, his class used to sing songs on the stage, and the light was the same at that time. But there was
The difference is that when he was a child, Zhang Yichi had a very small brain and could only pretend to be one thing. When new things come, the old ones will be forgotten. But now, there are many more things in his world, and he wants everything
, the things he didn’t want were piled up in piles without any explanation.
Mo Cai first introduced himself in a relaxed manner, then turned around and saw Zhang Yichi looking a little nervous, so he thoughtfully introduced Zhang Yichi as well.
Next we officially enter the first link.
Let's talk about several related cases. What the cases have in common is that the perpetrators finally got the lesson they deserved. The school intends to have two criminal police officers talk about these cases in order to shock the students.
But not all school violence has good results. Only a few can be dealt with properly, and most of them make symbolic remedies afterwards.
Is delayed justice still justice? People from different angles will get different answers when asked this question.
The school ignored those cases that were not followed up and picked out the ones that were useful to them and publicized them.
Mozhi was talking dryly to Mai. He had previously thought of making the speech more interesting, but by making fun of such content to make the students laugh and make them continue listening with interest, it seemed that the speech was lost.
meaning.
Zhang Yichi stared at the people in the audience. As Unpredictable's speech became longer, the people below began to become bored. They whispered to each other. School violence speech? To describe it, it was probably like a person who wanted to dance but couldn't.
Boring TV shows to skip.
"This case tells us that classmates should unite..."
This is really funny under the circumstances.
Zhang Yichi grinned and chuckled. The laughter was only heard by Mo Ke, who glanced at him and started reading again.
It's so ridiculous.
Zhang Yichi thought to himself.
The school put forward several so-called typical cases to scare students, but there was an incident in the school with the opposite result.
How many days did Chen Chen die?
When the school failed to handle the case in the best possible way and failed to establish true majesty for each of them in the real dimension of reality, they naturally did not understand right and wrong and naturally despised life.
"Through the results of the above two cases, do you have any ideas? You can come and discuss it with us."
Unpredictable successfully moved the topic to the second link.
At this time, several of the attendants who had already been arranged raised their hands, and Mozhui nodded to them. They stood up one by one and asked some relevant questions.
For example, what should you do if you encounter this situation?
The unpredictable answer is, you must go to a teacher first. You have a lot of people you can rely on.
The student looked like he had an epiphany, thanked Mo Zhi, and then sat down.
After several students asked questions, a student representative came on stage and told about his experience. How he was bullied, how he sought help from the teacher, and how he solved the problem.
Zhang Yi was as relaxed as if he was sitting on pins and needles.
He didn't know the meaning of sitting here. Listening to the false words of the demons and monsters, this was basically a show performed by thousands of people. Everyone's acting skills were so superb, deceiving themselves and others.
"You, get down." Zhang Yichi picked up the phone and said.
The classmate who was speaking passionately about his experience on the stage was stunned for a moment and looked at Zhang Yichi blankly. There was no such arrangement in the rehearsal, and he didn't know whether to continue talking or not.
"Do you know what you said is false?" Zhang Yichi exposed the lie directly and mercilessly.
"Oh." Zhang Yichi said this without any hesitation. He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned back, looking forward to a good show.
"Huh?" The representative student was embarrassed.
Zhang Yichi stood up, took the microphone and walked to the center of the stage: "Go down, don't waste time here. Where is Han Zixuan?"
The students in the audience looked at each other in confusion, wondering what the situation was now.
Several leaders also thought it was the arrangement of the head teacher and went to the head teacher one after another. The head teacher shook his head wildly and said that he didn't know what was going on. Just as he was about to go on stage, Fuzhi took the microphone away and said to him in a cold voice: "Next
Stand."
"Where is Han Zixuan?" Zhang Yichi called again, this time much louder, somewhat revealing the irritability and anger he had been holding back for a long time.
A figure stood up in the audience.
"Come up." Zhang Yichi waved his hand to the figure, "I want to hear what you have to say. You have experienced it yourself. I think you should be able to tell it more truthfully."
The figure hesitated for a moment, passed through the seats, and came to the stage.
It was Han Zixuan.
"Tell me what you think about Chen Chen now. Face them and tell them." Zhang Yichi handed the microphone to Han Zixuan.
"Didn't we agree not to talk about Chen Chen?" the head teacher anxiously shouted in a low voice from the audience.
Zhang Yichi ignored him and urged Han Zixuan to speak quickly.
This finally caught everyone's attention.
Han Zixuan clutched the microphone and bit her lip. When her eyes glanced at the cameras that were broadcasting live, a sweet smile appeared on her face: "Hello, classmates and teachers, I am Han Zixuan from Class 1, Grade 3. What follows?
As a student representative, I will share my views on campus violence."
Zhang Yichi stood beside Han Zixuan coldly.
"During the time I came to our school, I witnessed some incidents of campus violence. When I saw the bullies, I was very angry..."
Han Zixuan is talking, but talking is not her business.
Now that there are thousands of people in the audience and there is a live broadcast, how can she be willing to tell her about bullying Chen Chen? So after hearing the reminder from the stage manager to Zhang Yichi, she felt confident and started to speak from the perspective of an eyewitness.
Compilation.
Zhang Yichi slowly smiled, a stiff smile.
"After Chen Chen jumped off the building on Monday, you knew very well that the note would be handed over to us, and you also knew very well that you might be found, right?" Zhang Yichi asked.
Han Zixuan forced herself to continue talking, as if she didn't hear what Zhang Yichi said.
"You are just provoking us, blatantly provoking us." Zhang Yichi took the microphone from Han Zixuan's hand, "Do you feel guilty now?"
"I have decided to examine myself at home for two weeks, and my mother also asked me to go to the community to help." Han Zixuan looked like she was about to cry again.
"But I heard that you are going abroad."
"I, I didn't..."
"Chen Chen's death is nothing to you. You are very smart and conceited, so you will provoke us, and you are not afraid of us at all." Zhang Yichi was a little excited.
Everything is too false and ridiculous.
"They all forgave me."
"Who?" Zhang Yichi asked.
"Classmates in our class." Han Zixuan pointed behind her. Among the crowd of people, there were her classmates.
Zhang Yichi's body trembled slightly. He had far underestimated the horror of the girl in front of him, and the accumulated emotions were about to swallow him up: "...the perpetrator will forgive the perpetrator, right?"
"Then what can you do to me?" Han Zixuan finally showed his true face, without fear and even still whispered provocatively.
"Snapped!"
A loud slap!
Zhang Yichi was so forceful that he slapped Han Zixuan to the ground!
Clenching his aching hands into fists, Zhang Yichi had a slightly crazy smile on his face and said into the microphone: "The speech continues."