Quickly wear a female supporting role: your male protagonist has turned black again

Chapter 244 Horror Killing Game ([-])

"Every word you say is belittling me and my family, while giving others an excuse to belittle me and isolate me."

"Humiliated, unbearable, without any respect."

"Teacher, do you still feel that everything you have done is right?"

Qin still shook her head desperately, no, she didn't want to either.

She just... just hates iron for being weak, and maybe her words were a little bit harsh, hurting the weak self-esteem of this low self-esteem student.

If a person has no money, no power, and no status at all, what is the need for self-respect?

These people who live at the bottom of the society, don't fight for the future to climb out of the mud, but come to talk to her about the ridiculous dignity!

Qin still finds it very absurd.

What made her even more incomprehensible was that one day, the student's family members came to her door, blocked her in the teacher's dormitory of the school, threw his last words in her face, and used all vicious words to abuse her and attack her. she.

What's wrong with her?

She just did everything a teacher who is eager to see her students should do, whipping and motivating, even corporal punishment, these are what other teachers are also implementing.

Even if it's herself, which teacher she met since she was a child, isn't that the case?
What is dignity?
In the face of exam-oriented education, only the score is the most important thing!
Scores represent academic qualifications, and academic qualifications represent a stepping stone to a job, or even a stepping stone.Only when they finish their studies and enter the society in the future can they understand her painstaking efforts.

There are billions of people and tens of millions of students in China, and all of them are trying their best to become part of the more than [-]% key middle school enrollment rate. However, these students from poor families and weak hearts don’t even care about it. The family's expectations for me, just because of that ridiculous self-esteem, chose to give up on themselves, willing to be a denominator, and even so extreme that they ended their lives by drinking pesticides!

All of this is the result of his own fragility in his heart. What does it have to do with her?
The seeds of inferiority were not planted by her.

Whether his family is poor or not is not her decision.

She didn't even hand the pesticides to him.

She even called on all the teachers and students in the school to donate to him, collected thousands of dollars from fifty cents, and sent them to his old mother with drums and gongs. This great event was published in the local newspaper, and the whole city knew that there was such a A poor poor student received financial aid, and everyone praised her for her kindness and generosity, praised the school for taking care of poor students with excellent character and learning, and praised the principal for being virtuous and moral.

No one noticed the students standing in the corner, clenching their teeth and avoiding the cameras with their faces sideways.

"Heh." The short and thin student laughed. "Mr. Qin, is it really because of me that you called on your classmates to donate money? Or is it to advertise yourself as a good teacher, and to flatter the principal to be promoted to the deputy department director as soon as possible?"

The news media is a huge demon mirror, specially magnifying all his low self-esteem and embarrassment in the public eye.

With the excessive publicity of the school, people gradually resented this overly exaggerated campaign.

Even he, who was regarded as a weapon of momentum, became the object of people's disgust.

Occasionally, he ate a meat bun extravagantly, and everyone around him was talking about him: "Look, poor students can still eat meat buns for [-] cents apiece."

When his mother went door-to-door to collect garbage, someone would often give her the leftovers in a small plastic bag with a look of pity, saying that the family should eat more to nourish their bodies.

The mother accepted it with a smile on her face, but he angrily threw those plastic bags into the trash can and shouted: "We are human beings, not pigs and dogs eating slop! No matter how poor my family is, we are still human beings! My family eats eight A dime a catty of rice is no worse than your tens of dollars a catty of rice!"

"Yo yo yo, poverty is getting angry." People put their hands on their hips and laughed wantonly. "Oh—your good teacher called on the teachers and students to donate thousands of dollars to your family. With the money, no wonder you have enough confidence."

All these humiliations were brought to him by this "good teacher" in people's mouth.

If it weren't for this damn campaign, he would be just the most ordinary poor student in the ordinary world.

But Qin still made a mess of his life for his own selfish desires, and always had a superior attitude of giving. Whenever he made her feel a little bit unsatisfactory, for example, she got 100 points on the 99-point test, she would be very special. Disappointed in front of the whole class, he scolded him for being careless, arrogant and conceited, and repeatedly took out the donations to talk about it, and every now and then he rose to the level that he failed the expectations of thousands of teachers and students in the school. Hot and spicy.

Even his old mother was brainwashed, always persuading him earnestly: "Son, your Teacher Qin is very kind to you. She is beautiful and has a beautiful heart. Don't always make things difficult for her, she Just listen to what you say. These are our living parents!"

It's ridiculous.

Everyone thinks that he owes Mr. Qin, everyone thinks that Mr. Qin has no selfishness, everyone thinks that he is so poor and still insists on the basic dignity of being a human being is making trouble for no reason, everyone thinks that the test scores are above everything else ...

I got 100 points on a 99-point paper. Is it really so heinous?
He was the first in the class, and everyone would complain why he was not the first in the school.

He got the first place in the school, and everyone would dislike why he wasn't the number one in the city.

He got the first place in the city, and everyone would blame him unsatisfactorily, why couldn't he get the first place in the province.

First, first, is first really that important?

What is so good about this world?
Frustrated, he impulsively drank the pesticide bought at home to kill insects.

"Although your matter has nothing to do with me, I have also sincerely reflected on it."

Qin Yiran obviously regarded the scene in front of her as a dream, and she had dreamed of students questioning herself more than once.

"It's wrong to study blindly. From now on, I will pay more attention to the mental health of students." She looked at the students in the dark with a harsh look. "Otherwise, the students' mentality will be bad and fragile, and one of them will commit suicide if he fails to do what he wants. The energy and financial resources spent by our teachers and the school are destined to be nothing."

This sentence completely ignited the last lead in the student's mind.

"Until this time, Mr. Qin, do you still feel that you haven't missed anything?"

His voice was suppressed extremely low, and Qin Yiran only felt a gust of cold wind hit her face. She instinctively followed the wind outlet and saw that the window above the balcony was blown open by the wind at some point.

"Mr. Qin, there are [-] sets of papers here, and now it's your turn to do the questions. If you do one wrong...you will be smashed!"

(End of this chapter)