Why it never ends

"No buts," the man smiled, "Since it is reasonable, we will continue to move forward. Look, I have a few suggestions here. I hope you can consider them-"

"Where is Ms. Morley?" Hesta interrupted the person in front of her. "Does she know that you came to see me today?"

"Ms. Morley?" The man was a little confused, "What are you looking for her for?"

"Her office is right next door—"

"She is not in school now." The man replied, "I know you also posted a letter to the principal's mailbox, but even so, you can't expect Ms. Morley to participate in everything - the principal has a lot of things to do, and if you follow up on everything personally , is she still working?"

"Is there a recording of our conversation today?"

"……recording?"

"To facilitate tracing later," Hesta glanced at the other party's desktop, "I didn't see the device."

"Classmate, classmate, please calm down. I feel like you are frightened. No one here wants to hurt you. We are all here to solve problems, to solve your problems." The man slowed down his speech and tried his best to show off Sincerely, "Don't be too anxious and just relax, okay?"

Hesta wanted to explain, but she took out her phone before speaking. She briefly described the information on the scene: time, place, people, events, and her clear knowledge that the next conversation would be recorded. Then, she took the phone to the other party. In front of the person, ask the other party to show their knowledge.

The male teacher was stunned, "You... you don't have to do this."

"I believe that no one here wants to hurt me, and I also believe that teacher, you intend to help me solve the problem. However, if I don't leave any evidence, we will inevitably have different opinions when we look back on today's conversation afterwards. You just said that you had some suggestions for me. , I am very willing to consider it, as long as you are willing to take responsibility for what you say."

The man laughed, and his throat moved, "...You want me to say something, 'Our next conversation will be recorded in its entirety, and I am clearly aware of this.' Is that right?"

"Yeah." Hesta put the phone between the two of them, "I will send the unedited version directly to you later."

"Are your schools in District 3 always like this?"

"It depends on the situation," Hesta said softly, "there will be any necessary occasions."

"This is a bit too scary..." The man gave out a few friendly smiles again. He gently dragged the chair to give himself more room to move. "It's like a policeman and a prisoner. I don't want this. .”

"The suggestion you just mentioned is...?"

"That's right, we have also been in contact with Teacher Zuo recently. He also felt very sorry for what happened in the class that day, especially since you are a stranger who doesn't know much about District 14... He has realized that his The approach was somewhat inappropriate, and we are thinking that there may be some misunderstanding."

"What's the misunderstanding?"

"I understand that for you young people, some actions may be insignificant, but you also need to consider Teacher Zuo's age," the man said warmly, "There may not be anything like what you said, um, 'arbitrarily expelling students' ', to such a serious extent is just that an old man has his own set of rules and moral requirements for doing things. Of course you and other students can think that this is backward and not progressive, but if you also put yourself in the shoes of the left Teacher, if you think about it, some things should be easy to figure out, right?"

"...He is already old, do I have to let him go?"

"Haha, there is no issue of giving or not. It's just that the old and new generations respect each other and seek common ground while reserving differences."

"What exactly are your suggestions?"

"I think it would be better if we could meet you again and explain some things clearly in person." The man's eyes showed some encouragement, "You definitely don't want to make things too tense, where both sides will lose. The results benefit no one.

"What do you think?" The man crossed his fingers again and leaned forward slightly, "Tell me what you think."

Hesta did not answer for a long time. She looked at the cell phone on the table that was still recording. Generally speaking, people would pay more attention to their words when there is a recording, but judging from the content of the conversation just now, it seems that there is no recording at all. effect. "When?" Hesta asked.

"Right now." The man looked at his watch, "Teacher Zuo has a class downstairs in the afternoon. The get out of class should be over by now. I'll give him a call and he'll just come over."

Hesta looked at the sound waves jumping on the screen.

"We can have a chat and ask him to come up."

"Okay," the man nodded very happily and picked up the landline phone nearby, "This matter is really not worth making such a fuss about..."

The call was quickly connected. The man said a few words in the same brisk tone and quickly hung up.

"Are you thirsty?" The man stood up, took out a stack of paper cups from the drawer on the side, went to the water dispenser and took two glasses of water. One was placed in front of Hesta, and the other was placed on the empty seat next to her. "Were you there before?" Are you a soldier in the third district? I was stunned when you came in, this girl is too tall!"

Hestad didn't touch the glass or answer the question.

The wall clock on the wall turned slowly, and the minute hand moved slowly for half a circle. Hesta looked up and asked, "Isn't anyone here yet?" The man called after him, and after hanging up, he said that a student came to see Teacher Zuo. The Q&A has just ended and people are coming up soon.

The atmosphere in the office became a little subtle, and Hesta stood up.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the bathroom and be back soon."

"Okay, the toilet is-"

"I know."

Hesta backed away. The man then stuck his head out, and there was no one in the corridor. He ran two steps left and right, but saw no one.

"...Is this going too fast?"

The man returned to the office, and Hesta quietly walked out of an empty conference room. She walked quickly to Molly's office - the scene in front of her was exactly as the man said just now, the principal's office door was locked.

……

On this day, Hesta waited in the office for two hours, but Zuo Wentao still did not show up.

The male teacher in the supervision team proposed to take Hesta downstairs and go directly to Teacher Zuo's office to find someone. Hesta refused - she had classes in the evening and had to go to eat now.

The male teacher sent Hesta downstairs with some embarrassment. Along the way, he racked his brains to excuse Zuo Wentao's absence.

When the two came to the steps at the entrance of Wenhui Building, Hesta suddenly looked at him and asked, "I would like to ask, how many years have you been working?"

The man was startled, with an embarrassed look on his face, and turned his head pretending not to hear, "Come on, the canteen is over there."

Hesta laughed, and she quickly went downstairs and walked in the opposite direction of the cafeteria.