Rebirth of the 80s

Chapter 17 [No.017] Ask!The teacher's magic weapon!student trick

"Xie Wenjun, Teacher Qin asked you to go to the principal's office." The little boy who was in urgent need of plastic surgery acted as the microphone again.

"Okay, go right away." Xie Wenjun left happily.

I must have gone to the principal's office because of the fight yesterday. Why is Xie Wenjun so happy? An expert is an expert, and I have to learn from him in the future. The little boy looked at Xie Wenjun's back with reverence.

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Xie Wenjun has just escaped from the wolf den and has to enter the tiger's den. Xie Wenjun has already made up his mind that wolves are scary, and tigers are nothing. Besides, in Xie Wenjun's eyes, Principal Zhou is just a toothless tiger who cannot bite off a piece of his flesh.

Principal Zhou sat on the chair with a livid face. The dean and class teacher Mr. Qin stood on one side like protecting the law. Mr. Qin sighed, how could such a good student lead the classmates to fight in groups.

"Hello principal, hello teacher, what can I do for you?" Xie Wenjun bowed politely, and a trial of three classes officially started.

The dean spoke first: "Tell me about what you did at noon yesterday."

"Yesterday...noon?" Xie Wenjun thought for a long time with his fingers, "After school, I went to eat a plate of fried rice, bought a bag of peanuts at the school gate, and played a game of football after I came back." The dean frowned. I was going to have an attack, "Oh, yes, I went to the toilet once, but I was constipated, so I didn't pull it out."

The old man was so angry that he had never seen such a stubborn student. The dean came over with a pointer and said, "Stretch out your hand."

No way, how old are you and you still play palm punching, "Teachers can't physically punish students."

"You...you..." The dean was so angry that he couldn't speak, his hands were shaking like he had Parkinson's disease.

Shake it, shake it, shake it and deserve it, who told you to punish students corporal punishment all day long? Most of the students who have been punished physically will be happy if they see the dean like this.

"Don't do this, ask questions carefully," Principal Zhou finally said. After the "test" he had a general understanding of Xie Wenjun, and knew that the dean's approach was not only effective, but self-defeating. Tell me, yesterday at noon, your class and the third and fifth classes of junior high school had a group fight on the field, what happened, and why did you provoke this incident."

Xie Wenjun made an innocent expression like an Oscar winner: "Group fights? No, who said that? We just had some unavoidable friction when we were playing football. I think it's just a trivial matter, so just now the director I didn’t report it when I was asked.” In the eyes of Xie Wenjun, Ganqing, these are just trivial matters, but buying peanuts after eating and pooping has become a major event.

"Xie Wenjun, in the teacher's eyes, you have always been a good student. You have to tell the truth to the teacher. You can't lie. You can say what you have to be a good boy. It doesn't matter even if you are wrong. Knowing your mistakes can make a big difference." Teacher Qin Xie Wenjun was very comfortable listening to the gentle whispers. Teacher Qin is a good teacher, and Xie Wenjun respects her very much, but is it necessary to sell himself for this respected teacher? Xie Wenjun can't do it.

There are hard, soft, and moderate soft and hard. Principal Zhou really thinks highly of Xie Wenjun, and carefully arranged such an interrogation meeting to pry his mouth open, but Xie Wenjun doesn't care about this. Eat, yelling wronged: "There really was no fight, whoever said we fought let him come and confront me."

Confrontation?Where can I find someone to confront him? Principal Zhou learned about the fight after receiving an anonymous letter. The people who complained were all timid and timid people. As long as students have a little bit of strength these days, they don't bother to do such boring things. , Xie Wenjun deeply understood this point, and believed that the informer would not dare to confront him even if he had the guts to do so.

"Why did Luo Jian end up in the hospital?" Principal Zhou saw that asking directly didn't work, so he looked for a breakthrough from another angle.

"I heard from their class that they were injured playing football, but I didn't see it." Xie Wenjun planned to push everything away.

The dean asked: "Didn't you play football together? How could you not see it?" Still can't catch your handle?
"Professional football players don't have to stay on the field 24 hours a day." Xie Wenjun really hated the dean who only corporal punishment students, and said without saving face, "I played for a while at noon yesterday, Luo Jian what? I must see the injuries I got when I was injured."

Luo Jian himself said that he was injured while playing football. All the students who were present at noon yesterday said that they had never fought. Is it worth continuing to ask based on an anonymous letter? Subjective bias existed, and Principal Zhou's confidence began to waver. He pondered for a long time and said, "Let me just believe what you said, and go to class."

"Principal, the candidates for the knowledge competition..." Linxi City will soon hold a knowledge competition for middle school students. Each school will send three contestants, and each school will hold its own preliminary test to select. After discussions among teachers, Xie Wenjun became the only one For the seed players who don't need to participate in the selection, Teacher Qin was afraid that Xie Wenjun's quota would be canceled because of this undecidable fight, so he blurted out in a moment of urgency.

"Do you want to hold a knowledge contest? I will participate, and I guarantee that I will win the first place. If I don't win the championship, I will never return it." Xie Wenjun said vowedly.

It's not too much to eat someone else's pear and give someone a watermelon. If you have to record a major demerit even if you are expelled, the principal suppressed it. No matter what you do, you have to show something, so let's make up for it, Xie Wenjun thought to himself.

"The students participating in the knowledge competition are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and their knowledge reserves and levels are higher than ordinary students," Principal Zhou said with a meaningful smile, "Can you guarantee to win the first place?"

"In front of me, if it's a dragon, he has to be coiled for me. If it's a tiger, he has to lie on his stomach. If it's not the first time, I'll cut off his head and use it as a bench for you to sit on." Teacher Qin frowned and shook his head. This is not what the students said, Xie Wenjun Realizing that he had done something wrong, Haikou boasted a bit, "Hey, principal, Teacher Qin, I was just kidding, but if I can't get the first place, I will help the school clean the toilet for a month."

"Okay, it's hard to follow a man's word," Principal Zhou came over and patted him on the head affectionately, "Although you are a child, you still have to keep your word. This is a man."

Yes, man, it’s still pure. It’s not easy to be a pure man. College students dare not say it. Among middle school students, you should be considered an old goblin. But you must not capsize in the gutter. You usually have to sweep the floor by yourself Looking for the gunman, if he really cleans the toilet... let Zheng Gang do it, and if he doesn't go, he will smoke. The ruthless little villain snickered all the way back to the classroom.

(End of this chapter)