Why it never ends

Cheng Xiaoshu looked at the scene in front of her and thought it was quite absurd - not many people dyed their hair in college, and even fewer people had red hair... But now two of them appeared at once.

Hesta stared at the young man's face for a while, then quickly grabbed his shoulders and brought him back to Cheng Xiaoshu.

The man kept trying to break away, but the more he did, the higher Hesta's hand was raised, so that in the end he could barely touch the ground with his toes.

"Let him go," Cheng Xiaoshu's face turned slightly hot under everyone's gaze. She moved her throat and whispered, "...You pay for my glasses."

"how much is it?"

Cheng Xiaoshu couldn't answer for a moment - her glasses were fitted in a small county four years ago. As for how much it would cost to get new glasses in Orange Town, she really didn't know.

"Speak directly, sister!" The man's eyes widened, "I'm really in a hurry!"

"…Um, fifty Robbies?"

The man took out his wallet, took out two twenty notes, then dug around his pockets, took out a few small notes and steel coins, and hurriedly put them into Cheng Xiaoshu's hand.

Only then did Hesta let the man down.

The classmates watching the fun began to disperse. The young man was about to leave when Hesta stopped him again.

"What are you doing again!"

"What's wrong with your hair and eyes," Hesta looked at him, "Why are you doing it like this-"

"Don't worry about being too broad." The man glanced at Hesta and lowered his voice slightly, "Do you think I can't recognize you...You are also Mrs. Kajia's guest, why are you pretending to me?"

The man pushed Hestad's left arm away, continued to dive downstairs at the speed of four or five steps at a time, and quickly disappeared from Hestad's sight.

"What did he just say?" Cheng Xiaoshu stepped forward.

Hesta frowned, "...who knows what he is talking about."

Cheng Xiaoshu put on her shattered glasses again. Although there were cracks in the lenses on both sides, she could still barely see, "Hey, let's go."

……

The two soon arrived at Teacher Chen's office. Cheng Xiaoshu knocked on the door, and an old man's voice came from inside, "Come in."

Hesta and Cheng Xiaoshu looked at each other, both a little suspicious.

Opening the door, I saw the old teacher who kicked Hesta out of the classroom last Friday, standing with his hands behind his back, standing next to Teacher Chen's desk.

Several people looked at each other, and Cheng Xiaoshu spoke first: "...let's find Teacher Chen."

"Teacher Chen is not here now," the old teacher stared at Cheng Xiaoshu, "What happened to your glasses?"

"Nothing." Cheng Xiaoshu replied, "When will she come back?"

"It's going to take a while." The old teacher nodded his chin at the two chairs against the wall, "Sit down."

"Teacher Zuo, do you have something to do with us?"

He pulled up a chair and sat down, "You're here just in time, let's have a good chat today."

Although Cheng Xiaoshu didn't know why, she still walked slowly to the seat.Just as he was about to sit down, Hesta carried a chair and walked to the opposite side of Teacher Chen's desk.Seeing this, Cheng Xiaoshu also came forward and sat side by side with Hesta.

The old teacher narrowed his eyes. He stared at the two students in front of him, his eyes seemed to be filled with surprise and sadness. He stretched out his hand from behind and smashed out four opened envelopes.

"Reporting the teacher if you disagree with them. Is this the quality of today's students?"

Cheng Xiaoshu's eyes were slightly sharp, and she was suddenly stunned.Hesta glanced at it and saw that the two envelopes on the table were exactly what she had put into the mailboxes of the supervision team and the principal last Sunday. They also had her signature on the front.The other two envelopes had no names, but judging from Cheng Xiaoshu's suddenly reddened cheeks, they were most likely related to her.

Hesta was suddenly a little happy because of the tacit understanding between herself and Cheng Xiaoshu.

Cheng Xiaoshu raised her head, "Why do you say this is mine -"

"Do you dare to do it or admit it?" the old teacher sneered, "There is a camera in front of the supervision team's mailbox. Do you think you can run away?"

"I...I have the right to report anonymously——"

"Then look me in the eyes and talk, let me see if you are really that confident!" The man suddenly spoke harshly, and his knuckles began to tap the table, "You are still a student who has received a scholarship from District [-] for two consecutive years. , I think it is very problematic whether you are honest and trustworthy, and whether you have good moral character!"

Cheng Xiaoshu immediately understood the implication of this sentence.She instinctively clenched her fists and her body suddenly tensed, but this could not conceal her panic at the moment.For just a moment, she was like a swallow nailed to a chair, unable to do anything but stare at the old man in front of her.

The old man turned back to look at Hesta, "Some students are like this. If you don't help them at the critical moment and let them go, their moral character will be corrupted——"

"Excuse me."

Hesta moved her chair towards Cheng Xiaoshu. She deliberately straightened her upper body and stood between Cheng Xiaoshu and the old teacher.

"What did you just say," Hesta said in Common Tongue, "I didn't understand a word of it."

The old teacher chuckled and did not answer.Beside Hesta, Cheng Xiaoshu took a deep breath and summarized the previous situation in a low voice.

Hesta looked back at the complaint letter on the table, "How come the things I put in the principal's mailbox are in your hands... Are you the principal now?"

"Your behavior is so ridiculous that no one can stand it."

"I don't understand. Are you saying that the supervision team and the principal took the initiative to find you after receiving my complaint, and then gave you the complaint letter I wrote?"

"Don't talk nonsense... I came here specifically today to see what the two students who wrote the report are capable of." He looked at Hesta, "You are from the third district and you are not familiar with the fourteenth district. The local customs are understandable - but this is not an excuse for you to openly challenge the classroom order. Do you think writing such a letter of complaint can turn right into wrong? Childish!"

Hesta was thinking about how to break through the words of the person in front of her when she suddenly felt the phone in her pants vibrate.

She took out the screen and took a look and found that she had received a star-marked email.

"I can't control the students who have dropped out of the class, but I found that you haven't dropped out yet." The old teacher's tone was gentler, "I will still be the one teaching this class tomorrow, and I won't change it until next week, Teacher Chen. You You can continue attending class tomorrow, and then I will—"

"Teacher Zuo, please go back to the office and check your email." Hesta said suddenly.

"what?"

"Perhaps you received a similar one?"

As he said that, Hesta pushed his phone in front of the other party.

On the screen was an email from the principal's office.

Title: Reply to "Teacher Zuo Wentao's issue of expelling students from class without reason"

text:

Hello there,

message received.

Members of the school's Education Steering Committee will contact you during this week (including weekends), so please keep your phone open.

祝好
Office of the President of the [-]th District Polytechnic University
Sophie Morley