Jiang Yufan, who had started his morning self-study, heard about the fight between Le Zhi as soon as he entered the classroom. He ran out again without putting his bag away, but he was still a step too late. When he got to the bathroom, the dean was already there.

The bathroom, which was several square meters square, was crowded with people fighting and arguing. Jiang Yufan opened his shoulders and saw Le Zhishi at a glance. His right eye socket was blue, the corner of his mouth was broken, and his shirt was torn open.

The blood dripped onto the knitted vest of the school uniform, and the school badge became red.

There was an anger on his face that he had never seen before.

"You guys are all going to the office with me. What are the others looking at? Didn't you hear the bell? Go back and study in the morning!"

Jiang Yufan could not figure out to his death why Le Zhishi would fight with others. This was not his style at all. He believed that he was possessed by ghosts. Not only him, but the entire class was confused when they heard about this incident.

"Who's fighting? Le Zhishi? Are you kidding..."

"No, let alone the fight, Le Zhishi was never even late, except for the first day of school."

"I heard that he came out to help the guy in the next class skip a grade. I don't see the two of them having any contact with each other. Is it worth fighting with someone like Wang Jie over him?"

"It's better to fight four of them one at a time."

"I'll go, Lele is awesome."

Some people opened the fourth group of windows to look at the high school teaching building opposite. The administrative offices of the director and head teacher were on the second and third floors of the opposite building.

"Can't see anything..."

"I'm guessing you're still giving lectures? Maybe you'll come out and lie down in the corridor to write a review soon."

Jiang Yufan was extremely anxious and restless when he heard the girl in the front seat talking about the other person involved.

"Cheng Mingming, he has had issues with Wang Jie for a long time. They seemed to have been classmates in elementary school. I was eating in the cafeteria last time and heard him telling others that Wang Jie's family was very poor and that he had stolen his money."

"Really? Then this..."

"Wang Jie is not easy to mess with anyway, because Cheng obviously has no parents to care about. I feel that Lele was tricked this time and got involved in this kind of thing. Maybe both parties will default on the debt, but Lele is at fault.

"

Jiang Yufan felt something when he heard the words "no parents care", and was worried that Le Zhi would suffer a loss, so he stood up and used the excuse of a stomachache to go to the toilet, but in fact ran to the teaching building opposite.

In the office, Cheng Mingming was being bullied, and the dean could not find out the reason no matter how much he asked.

"What happened? Why did the fight start?"

Cheng Mingming shook his head desperately, "It has nothing to do with me, I didn't hit anyone."

This is not the first time that Cheng Mingming and Wang Jie have had conflicts. The dean is not unclear. He made a guess as soon as he saw them. But this matter is strange. It is strange that why Le Zhi got involved.

Come in. This child is known as a good student, obedient and sensible, as all the teachers who have taught him know.

Class teacher Wang Qian was also called over. The dean looked at him and said, "For your class, you can ask yourself."

Wang Qian knew Le Zhishi's nature well and did not accuse him indiscriminately.

"Le Zhi, what happened?"

"Why are you fighting with your classmates? This is not your style."

Le Zhi lowered his head for a while, and the blood on the corner of his mouth was dry. He opened his mouth, as if he didn't want to give the reason, but he had a good attitude and admitted his mistake directly, "Teacher Wang, I violated the school rules. I will write a review and be punished with detention."

You can just check it out, you can handle it directly."

Who would have thought that at this time another person suddenly appeared at the door and shouted a report. Everyone turned around and saw Jiang Yufan with a worried face, "Teacher, Le Zhi went to the bathroom when he saw Cheng Mingming being bullied by Wang Jie.

It’s not his fault!”

Le Zhishi was afraid of involving Jiang Yufan, so he immediately said to Wang Qian, "Teacher, Jiang Yufan is not here."

Jiang Yufan became anxious, "I was not present, but someone saw it, many classmates saw it."

Wang Qian glanced at Le Zhi and said to Jiang Yufan, "Go back to class, you have nothing to do here."

Although Jiang Yufan was unwilling to give in, he had no choice but to look at Le Zhi with an uneasy look and left with an unhappy look on his face.

The head teacher of the next class didn't seem to want to interrogate this as an important matter. He first judged that Cheng Mingming was not at fault, said hello to the dean and asked him to go back to self-study, and then questioned Wang Jie.

Wang Jie was beaten until he was exhausted and kept wiping the blood from his mouth with toilet paper. After being forced to ask him, Wang Jie became rebellious and said, "What have I done? He brought it up on his own when it had nothing to do with him.

Let them go and then come back and punch me again, it's just sick."

His followers also echoed, "Yes! It was Le Zhishi who took action first!"

"We were having a fight at the time. I don't know why he went crazy and came up to beat people."

"Teacher, if you don't believe it, you can go find the guy who just started the fight in the bathroom. They saw who made the move first."

"It's me." Le Zhishi admitted frankly, "I just wanted to hit him."

As soon as he said this, other teachers in the office looked at him with suspicion.

Wang Qian never imagined that he felt that Le Zhishi standing in front of him was two different people than he usually was.

"I don't want to spend time here trying to figure out who is more wrong and who is less wrong." The dean put his hands behind his back and went over the matter according to his own ideas, "Wang Jie, you led others to bully Cheng Mingming, Le Zhishi

You helped Cheng Mingming come forward, right, but it caused a fight. Both you and Wang Jie made serious mistakes in this matter, and will be recorded as major demerits. Your class teacher will handle the rest."

After saying that, he looked at Teacher Wang and said, "It's time to call the parents, it's time to review and review."

Teacher Wang nodded and watched the dean leave. He vaguely felt that something was not right, so he took Le Zhishi to the teacher's tea room next door. "I will take you to the school hospital to treat the injury on your face."

"No need, teacher." Le Zhishi said, "The door will open over there in a while, I can go there by myself."

Teacher Wang gave him a glass of water, "If it were another person who usually fights and makes troubles, I would just ask the parents to deal with it. Even if the rabbit is anxious, the matter is not that simple."

Le Zhi held the paper cup and was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Teacher, I don't want to say it, but I promise you that I will never fight with my classmates in the future. You can punish me no matter what."

"Then shall I call the parents?" Wang Qian put down the cup and looked at Le Zhishi.

"I..." Le Zhishi also looked up at him, "Okay, but my parents are out of town these days. I can only wait for them to come back..."

"Okay." Wang Qian looked at him, "As your class teacher, I respect that you have reasons for not wanting to say anything, but you have to be clear that violence is not a good way to solve problems, no matter what time. If the other party insults you

You can tell the teacher about your behavior, and if you don’t trust the teacher, you can also seek help from others, understand?”

Le Zhishi knew his problem and nodded.

"Yeah, I understand."

He stayed in the tea room to finish writing his self-review, and when he went out, his self-study had already ended. Le Zhishi went to the school hospital alone to briefly treat the wound, returned to the classroom, and read out to the whole class before Wang Qian's Chinese class began.

Review content.

"Go back to your seat," Teacher Wang stood on the podium. "This fight has also sounded a wake-up call to our other students. Don't stand out casually. If there is violence on campus, inform the teacher immediately. Don't try to use violence.

Control violence.”

Although it was a fight and trouble, Ke Zhishi's good popularity almost made everyone on his side. This incident quickly spread among the students, and most of them directly stereotyped the image of a heroic hero who acted for justice. No one knew that Le Zhishi

No one really wants to know the real reason for taking action. They just want to grab a fresh topic of conversation in the dull study life.

After class, he was about to do recess exercises. Jiang Yufan ran to Le Zhishi's seat and said, "Do your eyes hurt? Let's go to the small supermarket to buy popsicles and apply them." He stretched out his hand to touch it, but was afraid of hurting it.

Zhishi shook his head honestly, feeling pitiful and said, "That's too cruel. Why didn't you wait for me to come with you?"

"I also beat him to a point of bleeding." Le Zhishi counted down his achievements in a serious manner.

"He must have recruited you. What happened? You never participate in these things. Just tell me and I will find an opportunity to avenge you."

But no matter how he asked, Le Zhishi refused to say anything. Jiang Yufan guessed that it was similar to what he thought. If it weren't for his parents, Le Zhishi would not take action and would never fight. He calmly changed

raised the topic, "You sugar-sweet osmanthus looks delicious."

"Yeah, you have to wait until the sugar has melted before you can eat it. My brother Song Yu and I beat these from the tree...hiss..." Le Zhi got excited when he mentioned this, but accidentally

A wound to the corner of the mouth.

"Hey, please slow down." Speaking of this, Jiang Yufan remembered, "Your brother may also know about your fight. He won't scold you."

Le Zhishi's eyes widened in an instant, "No way."

"What do you think, it's better to spread the word about it as soon as you study by yourself? I just saw the post on the Peiya Tieba. There were many people who liked it, but most of them were criticizing Wang Jie."

Le Zhishi felt uncertain and grabbed Jiang Yufan's sleeve, "Am I particularly ugly now?"

"No, really," Jiang Yufan laughed, "Why do you suddenly have the burden of being an idol? It's okay, those little girls admire you. You were so handsome in this fight."

Le Zhishi didn't care about this at all, he just didn't want Song Yu to know about his fight with others, let alone face him with this face.

"I'm not going to do exercises anymore. I want to take leave." After saying this, Le Zhi ran to find the monitor and hid in the classroom to do his homework. He had to hide anyway, and it would be too embarrassing if he collided head-on.

His eyes were sore and swollen, and Le Zhi began to regret in his heart. It wasn't that he regretted hitting someone, but that he regretted not performing well. If he did it again, he would definitely be able to dodge those punches and knock the guy down with one punch.

On the ground.

After returning from recess, several girls in the class gave him band-aids, and a girl from a foreign class bought him a bottle of ice water and asked him to apply it on his eyes. Le Zhishi thanked them all, although most of them

He doesn't have any use for anything. It doesn't feel good to be in the limelight. He still wants to keep a low profile in the future.

It happened that Aunt Rong was not at home at noon, so she didn't have to go home for lunch, which gave Le Zhishi an opportunity to escape. He was not hungry and stayed in the classroom to do his homework. Do more now and less in the evening. He has to do it today

Go home early, take a shower and hide in your room to minimize the chance of meeting Song Yu.

When Le Zhi was immersed in geometry problems with the "perfect plan" in mind, his head lowered lower and lower, and finally his chin rested on his homework book.

"Is there a point e... that makes it equal..." Le Zhishi muttered the question, his brows knitted together, and his eye sockets became more and more painful, "How do you prove this..."
To be continued...