Cao Zhengxuan immediately ran to the ginkgo forest and came to the girls like a gust of wind, "What are you doing? Stop it!"

"Ba! Ba!" The girl in charge of implementing the order treated Cao Zhengxuan as air and continued to carry out the task. What made Cao Zhengxuan strange was that she slapped someone in the face and cried with tears. Looking at the girl kneeling on the ground, her cheeks were swollen and red, and her face was full of tears, her hair was messy, and the sleeves of the T-shirt were torn apart.

Two girls waiting and watching were counting, "Fourteen, fifteen."

Cao Zhengxuan pulled the girl who implemented the order and snatched the phone from the cameraman's hand.

Cao Zhengxuan couldn't help but be surprised. The material of the phone and the unique logo all indicate the cost of the phone and the advanced functions of the phone - the iPhone 5 that has not been launched in China.

"Let you stop, didn't you hear me?" Cao Zhengxuan scolded.

"Where are you guys who come out of this? How dare you keep in mind about our affairs? Do you know who we are?" the girl with round faces in counting cursed.

"I care who you are? They are all students from No. 1 Middle School. Can you bully someone like this? You even photograph the camera!"

"Give me your phone back!" The girl who issued the order stretched out her right hand.

Cao Zhengxuan stared at the hand. This hand looked like a lotus root that had just emerged from the water - white, slender, and pure. It was as pure as a beautiful work of art. His fingers were slender, like the tips of fresh bamboo shoots that emerged after the rain.

Cao Zhengxuan looked forward along this hand to the girl. Pink Korean sportswear, short-sleeved, cropped pants, and a sika deer on her chest. She is lively and dynamic, simple and elegant.

Looking further forward, Cao Zhengxuan saw an extra delicate melon-shaped face with a white face. The melon-shaped face was embedded with two big watery eyes, like two crystal grapes, which became more and more attractive under the decoration of long eyelashes.

"So, are you the instructor of this scene?"

"Isn't that nonsense?" the girl raised her eyebrows, "Back back my phone before I get angry. Get out of here, you won't regret your impulse."

"Did you watch too many costume romance dramas and think you are a princess or a princess?" Cao Zhengxuan mocked, "It's easy to have a cell phone. Apologize to this girl and ask for her forgiveness. Hey, why are you still kneeling? Get up?" Cao Zhengxuan turned to the kneeling girl and said.

What surprised Cao Zhengxuan was that the girl glanced at the girl who issued the order and did not move.

"What's wrong with you? You like to kneel down. Also, you, the person who hits others, have tears on your face. You are still aggrieved when you hit others." Cao Zhengxuan let go of the hand of the girl who implemented the order.

Unexpectedly, when Cao Zhengxuan said this, the girl who implemented the order shed tears even more.

"I said you are so stupid," said another girl in the two countings. "I can't even see the form clearly. We, Yihong, don't speak, will you dare to stand up?"

"There is such a thing?" Cao Zhengxuan's chest swelled, "Just listen to me. I am the teacher of No. 1 Middle School. I'll let you stand up."

"I..." The girl kneeling on the ground stammered.

"Oh, you are still a teacher," the girl with round face said sarcastically, "I tell you, today the principal is here. We, Yi Hong, don't speak, and you don't dare to get up even if you die."

Cao Zhengxuan's chest continued to swell. He grabbed the girl's arm and lifted it up, trying to pull the girl up. Unexpectedly, the girl just couldn't get up. Her knees were already red.

"What are you afraid of?" Cao Zhengxuan raised his decibel, "I said, "What are you afraid of with me as a teacher? Get up."

"Teacher, don't worry about me," the girl kneeling on the ground sobbed softly, "I'll be fine if I ask Ziqi to hit me five more times."

"Why do you think so? Look at your face, I think you are still human? Are you so cruel that you want to slap them twenty times?" Cao Zhengxuan turned around and rushed to the girl who gave the orders angrily.

"She takes it upon herself." The girl who gave the order said coldly.

"How can you be so cruel? Apologize to this girl quickly, otherwise you will regret your impulse!"

"I regret it? What regrets afterwards? I will never regret it in my life! I just don't apologize, what can you do?"

"Then I'll vent my anger for this girl." Cao Zhengxuan waved his backhand and hit the girl who gave the order.

"Yihong, Yihong!" The two counting girls screamed at the same time.

The girl kneeling on the ground and the girl who implemented the order looked at Cao Zhengxuan in surprise.

"Do you dare to hit me?" The girl who gave the order immediately turned red. She looked at Cao Zhengxuan in disbelief, covered her face a few seconds later, and then ran away quickly.

"Yi Hong." The girl with round face shouted and immediately followed.

Another girl in charge of counting also took the lead.

The girl in charge of the camera was about to leave, but Cao Zhengxuan reached out and grabbed her arm.

"What are you doing?" the girl screamed.

"Take me the phone of this inhumane person."

The girl took the phone and chased after her quickly.

Several girls who "brute violence" left, and the girl kneeling on the ground stood up and said, "Thank you, this teacher. But if you slap this slap, I don't know how much trouble you will cause you. You may not know how tough this person is."

"The soldiers come and the generals come and block the water. By the way, what's your name?" Cao Zhengxuan asked.

"My name is Zhang Yingzi. This is my classmate Jiang Ziqi."

"Student in class? Oh, I understand. Is it the one named Yihong who forced you to attack each other?" Cao Zhengxuan said, "I really never imagined that a female classmate would be so rampant."

"If you know his family background, you can understand it. Her father is Qi Shunwu, the boss of Yangjiang Jingsen Company. How can she not be crazy?"

"The daughter of a company boss is so crazy. If she is the daughter of the county ***, wouldn't she eat people?"

"The daughter of the county *** is very low-key," said Zhang Yingzi.

"No way?" Cao Zhengxuan said in surprise, "The daughter of the county *** is really in our school? I'm just giving an example."

"It's all our classmates, so how can we still be fake?" Jiang Ziqi said, "The second-year high school literary curriculum reform class. That Qi Yihong is from the second-year high school literary class zero."

"But the daughter of the county *** did not come to register today." Zhang Yingzi added.

...

When Cao Zhengxuan walked back, he found that one or two heads were poking out of the window at the end of each floor of the teaching building of the second grade. This means that some people inside definitely noticed this bullying incident earlier than Cao Zhengxuan, but they did not rush out to stop it. Cao Zhengxuan understood that it was definitely these teachers who knew Qi Yihong's background.

After entering the office, Liu Tiansheng, who was working on the team, pulled Cao Zhengxuan over, "You are really a newborn calf and are not afraid of tigers. How dare you slap Qi Yihong in the face?"

Liu Tiansheng is a political teacher. He is 1.76 meters tall, with his hair combed to the side, and he pays great attention to his clothes. He looks handsome and elegant. He has a pair of glasses on his nose. His head is slightly larger, with a high nose and big eyes.

In this office, all the teachers in the same floor class were sitting. When Cao Zhengxuan walked in, he noticed that several teachers gave him sympathy. Some were sitting together and talking in a low voice.

"I'm so angry, too much."

"No matter how angry you are, don't do it. You just came and don't understand the interests."

"The victim told me what the daughter of the boss of Yangjiang Jingsen Company."

Liu Tiansheng lowered his voice: "The Yangjiang Jingsen Company is always the biggest gangster in Yangjiang. He both looked down on him. He would not let his daughter suffer any grievances."

"How do you understand so much?"

"Because this happened in the first half of the year. A geography teacher who taught her scolded her because she didn't write her homework. She couldn't talk about it, but her tone was a little heavier. Guess what? She was called by the principal to talk! You slapped..."

"Anyway, I've already beaten," Cao Zhengxuan said deliberately, "He won't find someone to hack me or make me lose contact forever, right? Why don't I write a suicide note in advance?"

"Look at you, you're still in a joking mood. It's okay if you're mentally prepared." Liu Tiansheng returned to his desk, "Hey, has your application for principal approved?"

"brush!"

As soon as Liu Tiansheng spoke up, the eyes of more than a dozen teachers in the office almost glanced at him.

Cao Zhengxuan walked to the desk and drank all the cold water from the cup, "As you expected, Principal Deng disagreed."

"I expected to die, that's it!" Wang Hongxia, an English teacher sitting opposite Cao Zhengxuan, said, "Little Cao, it's not that I'm going to hit you. Your idea will not work at all. If every ordinary class applies for an experimental class like you, we still need our curriculum reform class, why do Class Zero? Especially as you said, even the final exam cannot be conducted uniformly, and we have to set the questions ourselves. I tell you, even if I pass, I won't do it."

Wang Hongxia, a middle-aged teacher of 45 or 46 years old, has sufficient teaching experience. She is an English teacher in Class 0 of the liberal arts and class teacher. When Cao Zhengxuan first came into contact with her, she felt that she liked to show off her qualifications.

"I definitely don't do it either!" Ying Sirong, a geography teacher diagonally opposite, said with a sharp voice, "I teach three classes myself and it's very heavy. You have to increase the workload."

"Teacher Ying, how much workload can be increased if the progress is not consistent?" Liu Tiansheng said, "Isn't it the same class?"

"Why is it the same? Teacher Liu? Let me calculate it for you. The progress is unified. After I finished two classes, is it easy to take the third class? I corrected the homework of two classes, and was it familiar with the third class? But the progress is different?"

"Is this also called increasing the workload?"

"Isn't this called increasing the workload?" Wang Hongxia interrupted, "Xiao Ying said very well. This is just one aspect. You are not in line with the pace. During the unified examination of the grade, this class is not involved. Is it a class or a holiday? Is it definitely correct? Who will teach? Is it my English class, Liu Tiansheng?"
Chapter completed!