Days to Return to the Goddess

Throughout the ages, in the face of violence, you have either punished it in accordance with the law or used violence to counter violence.

Jiang Yu looked at the boy's numb, stagnant eyes in the video and felt deeply worried for him.

In the environment of school violence for a long time, for minors whose mind and three views have not been fully formed, low self-esteem and depression go hand in hand, and it is very easy to embark on a path of no return.

School violence is not uncommon in schools, but before the development of the Internet, the information is not accessible, and it is not widely recognized by most people. In front of the intuitive video, countless people feel sincerely angry with minors' violence on campus.

This video was widely circulated, and the people in the program group also suggested to make a program based on this topic. Jiang Yu decided to go to the boy's home to investigate and interview before making a decision.

When Jiang Yu went directly to the school, the school leader frowned when he saw Jiang Yu.

In any case, school leaders and teachers cannot shirk the blame for such incidents as school violence. Since they cannot shirk their responsibility, they must bear the responsibility. Chinese people have always liked to make major events smaller and smaller. The media does not follow reports and let things cool down. This is the best way to calm this matter.

And Jiang Yu is now tied to "Truth Weekly". When she saw her appearing in the school, everyone knew that the topic of the next issue of "Truth Weekly" was school violence.

On the grounds that the students were all minors, the school claimed that the school and the Education Bureau would resolve the matter, thus refusing to provide Jiang Yu with any information about the perpetrator and the victim.

In the past, Jiang Yu went out to interview Chen Ke specially. Chen Ke disappeared for no reason during this period, Jiang Yu had to take Tao Zhenzhen and Jingzhi out.

Jing Zhi’s photography major is just right in the principal’s office. The school leader’s full set of official accents were filmed in the dark. It was abnormal. Jiang Yu didn’t need to shoot to know who the speaker was, she just needed an attitude.

Those words spoken by school leaders represent the attitude of the school. That's enough.

Just as Jiang Yu left the principal's room to make an unannounced visit, a ball of paper flew from a distance and threw it at her feet.

Jiang Yu picked up the ball of paper in a good mood, opened it, and the beautiful lines on it clearly stated the information of the boy who was abused.

Zhang Fei, 14 years old, a student in Class 3 and 5, lives in Unit 502, Yanziling Community, Chengnan District.

It was time for class, no one was around.

The perpetrators have always been a minority, and the good are the main components of this society.

After getting Zhang Fei's address, Jiang Yu and his party went to Yanziling community.

This is an old community. The mottled walls and aging community facilities can show its long history. The dark corridor walls are black, the concrete stairs are pitted, and a lot of debris is piled up in the corners of the corridor, occupying most of the passage. Many aging wires near the electric meter on the first floor are exposed, which looks terrifying and dangerous.

The corridor light was broken, Jiang Yu turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and went up to the fifth floor.

The iron door of the 502 is rusty, and the outside of the door is at least much cleaner than the 501, which is full of garbage.

Tao Zhenzhen looked around with trepidation. The pampered girl had never been to such an aging community, so she almost asked the words'Can this house still live in?'.

Jiang Yu raised his hand and knocked on the door, and the banging sound resounded through the corridor immediately, but no one came to open the door.

Jiang Yu waited patiently for a while, but nothing happened.

"Sister Jiang Yu, Zhang Fei's house... there should be no one, right?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, "Zhang Fei has been resting at home these days, this time should be..."

Before he finished speaking, the wooden door inside the iron gate opened a gap, and a pair of dark and translucent eyes swept over coldly.

Tao Zhenzhen, the little girl didn't have any preparations. In this environment, there was nothing but grass and trees. Seeing those eyes, she screamed in shock.

"Zhen Zhen!"

Tao Zhenzhen clutched Jing Zhi's clothes corner tightly, hiding behind him shivering.

"Sister Jiang Yu... what is that!"

Jiang Yu looked at the eyes in the crack of the door. The light was too dim. Some looked like the unwavering eyes in the video, but some were not very similar, "Are you Zhang Fei?"

The person in the inner door did not speak.

Jiang Yu continued: "My name is Jiang Yu, the host of "Truth Weekly", have you watched my show? Do you know me?"

Those eyes that had been open blinked suddenly and silently opened the door and unlocked the iron door.

But it just opened the lock, turned around and left.

Jiang Yu opened the iron door and walked into the room.

The furniture decoration is very old, the floor pattern is still popular in the last century, the living room is bright and the sofa and other furniture are outdated, especially the sofa, I don't know how many patches have been patched on it.

Zhang Fei brought out two glasses of water from the kitchen and put them on the coffee table. He glanced at the three Jiang Yu and then poured another glass of water into the kitchen.

"Sit down." The fourteen-year-old boy is underage, in a transitional period, low and hoarse, and it sounds very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yu looked at this narrow house. The closed room didn't know the situation, but it was roughly estimated to be a two-bedroom and one-living room with more than seventy square meters.

Jiang Yu sat opposite the silent boy and looked at him quietly.

Maybe it was due to lack of energy, or maybe it was malnutrition. Zhang Fei was so thin that he was so thin that his loose white T seemed to hang on his body.

There were thick dark circles under his eyes, his lips were pale and not bloody, and there were many dry cracks on them.

Such a lifeless look, unhelpful, makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Will you talk to me?"

Zhang Fei glanced at Jiang Yu, then slowly moved his gaze down.

Jiang Yu could perceive this look that he did not feel inferior, nor did he avoid it. Instead, he moved his eyes lightly away from her.

He made a sound from his throat, "Hmm."

Tao Zhenzhen sat on one side and took out the pen and paper, Jing Zhi turned on the camera.

"Are you alone in the family?"

"Grandpa went to work."

There is no mention of parents, that is to say, in Zhang Fei's eyes, the existence of parents is equivalent to nothing.

Either divorce or die.

"Where does your grandpa work?"

Zhang Fei said: "He is responsible for the cleaning of the roads near our school."

Jiang Yu nodded, "I saw a video about you on the Internet two days ago. Do you know this?"

Zhang Fei nodded calmly, with a calm tone, "I know."

"Have you ever thought of reporting this to the teacher?"

"It's useless, the teacher won't care."

"How do you know you can't manage? Have you tried?"

Zhang Fei was silent for a moment, and then slowly raised his head. He looked at Jiang Yu and asked calmly and calmly: "This incident has been on the Internet. Everyone knows about it, but is the teacher and school administrator useful? A check. How could a person who stayed in school for probation scared a few distinguished family members."

Listening to Zhang Fei's words, Jiang Yu's heart trembled.

Not for what he said, but for the tone of the words.

Indifferent is like a cliché, calm is not like talking about yourself, and calm is not like a fourteen-year-old minor.

Jiang Yu looked at him and said, "Zhang Fei, don't be afraid, I can help you."

Zhang Fei looked into her eyes and looked at Tao Zhenzhen and Jingzhi again. He said, "Then can you get them out of school? Can you put them in jail? Can you stop them from bullying others?"

Jiang Yu was taken aback.

The Juvenile Protection Law protects minors, and the policy for minors has always been education-oriented, with punishment as a supplement. Don’t say that there is a certain distance between the video abusers and the crimes, even if they are true Illegal crimes, what awaits them, is not a legal sanction.

They are all the same Zhang Fei, under sixteen.

Zhang Fei glanced over, "You can't. Since you can't do it, don't speak big words."

Jiang Yu didn't care about Zhang Fei's blunt words, and continued to ask: "Then are you willing to try to believe me? Tell me all this, maybe I can help you."

silence. There was a long silence.

The whole room maintained a suffocating silence.

In this quiet living room, you can hear the sound of the second hand of the old wall clock hanging on the mottled wall.

The wall clock is old, and the sound is no longer crisp, like an old man sighing heavily.

Sand, sand, sand...

"My dad...because my dad is a drug addict and a bad guy, they all look down on me."

"they?"

This young man, who entered the door from the beginning of Jiang Yu, did not show a trace of inferiority even if he was in a bad state and poor spirits. When talking about this, his inferiority lowered his head.

"My classmates, teachers, and relatives," Zhang Fei said, "so they think that the son of a gangster is also a gangster. The son who takes drugs will also take drugs when he grows up, and the sons of the underworld will not have a good future when they grow up... so They always talk about me secretly, scold me, and beat me."

"At first I also told the teacher, but..."

Zhang Fei laughed and said nothing.

The prejudice of Long Shenglong and Feng Shengfeng has a long history. There is a gangster and a drug-addicted father, and no one can look at this child with normal eyes.

Jiang Yu sighed, "Zhang Fei, raise your head."

Zhang Fei looked up at her.

"Others say you, you can listen and watch, but you have to firmly believe that your father is your father and you are you. No matter what his identity or conduct, he is just your father. What way, only you can decide, do you understand what I mean?"

Zhang Fei's eyes flickered, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded slightly with red eyes.

Everyone knows the truth, and there are several possibilities.

After talking about this topic, no matter what Jiang Yu asked again, Zhang Fei remained silent at the right time. Jiang Yu glanced at the time, and finally held Zhang Fei's hand tightly, "Zhang Fei, trust me, I can help you. "

Zhang Fei stood at the door, leaving Jiang Yu holding his hand without moving, and the frequency of slight nodding was almost imperceptible.

The iron gate made a harsh noise, Jiang Yu looked at the closed iron gate in front of him, and sighed deeply.

"Sister Jiang Yu..."

Jiang Yu glanced at Tao Zhenzhen whose eyes were rubbed red, "Go back first."

School violence has only opened a gap now. To uncover this reality that few people pay attention to, it is not enough to interview the abused person.

The school’s attitude, teacher’s education, parent’s upbringing, and social public opinion are the reason why school bullying occurs.

A long way to go, all this is just the beginning.

After seeing Jiang Yu leaving through the gap in the iron door, Zhang Fei closed the door.

The closed door of the room was opened, and a man with a bandage on his left hand walked out of the room. The man's back was straight, like an unsheathed sharp blade, showing sharpness.

The man looked at the young man with his head down, his eyes were torch, and he said solemnly: "Zhang Fei, you have to remember that your father is not a gangster or a drug-taking underworld, he is a hero!"