Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Between the violent eardrum roar, Zhu Shoucheng thought, this must be a nightmare.

... a real nightmare.

Another nightmare related to Ikekoike.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why his private slang with Chi Xiaochi in the dream was recorded and broadcast in public.

Thinking about this, he relaxed strangely as a whole.

The surrounding noise gradually increased, and more and more teachers who came to inquire about the situation came near the broadcasting room and surrounded the gold medal old teacher silently in the center.

Facing the gaze of Teacher Li in the broadcasting room, Zhu Shoucheng laughed dryly, stepped back, and turned to look at the face of a familiar colleague.

The weird and unfamiliar eyes seemed to be pouring glue on his head, splashing his face, and the shame felt like sulfuric acid burning against Zhu Shoucheng's cheeks, anxious to burn a layer of skin from his face.

This feeling is so real that Zhu Shoucheng laughed twice, opened his arms, and faced the source of the embarrassing recording, posing fearlessly, loudly: "Okay, once is not enough, twice is not enough, Give me a third time, right? "

The teachers present were all stunned by his semi-madness. Each of them looked at each other. A male teacher with a big waist and a round waist brought the master of the school equipment commissioning to squeeze Zhu Zhucheng, who was blocked at the door, into the broadcasting room: " What the **** is going on here? Let the children hear it! "

Teacher Li stared at Zhu Shoucheng with red eyes, sweating, "I don't know, the device suddenly went out of control ..."

During the emergency repairs, the dirty voice continued to be surrounded by three-dimensional 3D, and the head teacher had already returned to the classroom, and urgently organized the students to leave the classroom and temporarily avoid the playground.

However, the horns of the eye exercises are connected to the classrooms of the whole school, and the sounds faint from each classroom are ghostly and lingering around the day campus.

Students have already recognized who the voice is on the radio.

Students of this age can't hide anything, and when they find out, horses start talking.

However, no matter how the outside world discusses it, Zhu Shouwei has gradually calmed down.

After two experiences, Zhu Shoucheng couldn't be afraid of the third time.

He scornfully glanced at the young little teachers who pointed at him, reminding himself repeatedly that he could no longer lose to hallucinations.

As long as he is calm enough, he can grasp the dominance of dreams and wake up from his bed ...

As Zhu Shoucheng repeatedly persuaded himself, the vice-principal calmly hurried over.

When I met Zhu Shou who was all right in front of him when he was set up at the door of the broadcasting room, a little bit of anger appeared on the face of the deputy headmaster Cang, but more was incredible.

... Zhu Shoucheng is the school's signature teacher, the second-oldest qualified, and the third-ranked gold teacher on the school gate. It can be regarded as one of the facades of the entire middle school. How can he do such disgusting things to his children? Come?

The deputy principal didn't have time to scold him. When he first asked the commissioner when to repair the equipment and got an ambiguous "Let's take a look", it was already a little bit angry. When I turned around, I saw Zhu Shoucheng's Zhang Qiang being indifferent His face was a bit colder, and even the politeness was saved: "Come to my office."

Zhu Shoucheng decided not to follow the NPC's assignment in this dream: "I won't go."

The vice principal's anger suddenly rose: "What does 'no go' mean?"

Zhu Shoucheng remained silent, and this silence undoubtedly exasperated the vice principal.

He pointed to the loudspeaker in the nearest classroom, his fingers trembling with anger: "Don't tell me, you really did this nasty thing ?!"

"Yeah." Now that I knew that I was in a dream, what else did Zhu Shoucheng dare not admit, "What about me?"

People all around changed color, even the vice-principal did not return for a moment.

Did he ... just admit it? It seems as if it has done what it deserves.

Hearing the swearing voice of the young teacher behind him, the vice-principal endured and tolerated it. In the end, for the sake of the school's face, he turned his head to the two male teachers who taught the second year: "Mr. Hou, Mr. Chen, Invite Teacher Zhu to my office. "

In the face of those two tall and dark faces, Zhu Shoucheng did not resist.

Even if he was not afraid of the people in his dream, he didn't want to be beaten in the dream.

As I walked through the crowd, I saw a horrified and hateful gaze of people, and Zhu Shoucheng was so anxious that he wanted to scream.

Unexpectedly, the taste of breaking the secret in public was so refreshing!

The secret has been pressed heavily in his heart for many years, almost covering up with scabies, and now the sky is suddenly visible. A breeze blows through his long depressed heart window, and he relaxes to the five internal organs, the extremities, and the limbs. He feels himself for a second Can fly.

He walked forward in front of the crowd, as if a general under glorious review.

After inviting Zhu Shoucheng to the vice-principal's office, the two discussed it and determined that the other party had no two classes in the morning. In order to prevent Zhu Shoucheng from escaping, he simply stood in the office and guarded him.

Zhu Shoucheng also changed the gentle manners of the past. Dasao took a seat in the vice president's office chair, relaxed, waiting to wake up from the dream.

However, over time, the office was still that office, and the guards were the two guards.

Zhu Shoucheng's originally dry sweat glands began to secretly irritate hot sweat.

...... Is this dream overkill?

...

Before the afternoon class, Chi Xiaochi, who had begun school with Zhu Shoucheng's public junior high school, read the book in his seat, biting a pen at the same table, studying the exercises set by the math teacher in the morning and said to be taught in the afternoon.

After studying at the same table for a while, I found that the research could not be reached, so I turned my head to Chi Xiaochi, implying: "At the same table, carry forward the spirit of Communist Internationalism."

Chi Xiaochi head did not lift up: "Choose D."

At the same table, he said angrily, "Choose your big D, and you choose D for the function question. You didn't listen to me at all, you didn't have me in your heart."

As soon as Chi Xiaochi wanted to speak, the class teacher stood at the door, his face was very bad: "... Koike, come out for a while."

Glamour at the same table: "Well, a big gift for school."

Chi Xiaochi didn't say a word, and filled himself with a full exercise book backhand and patted him on the face.

Two minutes later, the head teacher and Chi Xiaochi looked at each other in the narrow office.

The class teacher is holding a recording in the hands of a classmate who graduated from the same teacher as the teacher and teaches at the public junior high school next door. He came to school at lunch today and gave it to him.

The original words of the classmates were: "The teacher of our school's math group urgently bumped their heads today. They all remember that before the holiday, Mr. Zhu rejected the supplementary requests of several students' parents, saying that they would give it to a child from a neighbor's house called" Koike ". Make-up lessons. I heard you say that you have a superb student in your class called ... Chi Xiaochi, right? "

The class teacher's face was pale and pale, and he had no idea how to face Chi Xiaochi's candid and clear eyes.

He pulled a stool for Chi Xiaochi, and politely asked him to sit down: "Kochi, where did you go in the summer ... what did you do?"

Ichi Koike resigned severely: "Do homework at home."

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, the class teacher saw him as serious and couldn't laugh at half a minute, so anxious, but he could only hold his temper, and asked step by step: "What then? Except for the homework?"

"Follow my brother to make up lessons, skate, watch movies, eat ice, play billiards, go to the game hall, visit the haunted house, and also travel abroad for two days. I saw Huang Helou and ate hot noodles ..."

After Lala had counted a lot of miscellaneous items, Chi Xiaochi cut into the subject unhurriedly: "Ah, yes, I also followed my teacher Zhu next door for some time to do my homework."

The head teacher's heart fell down, his body couldn't help leaning forward, and his look a little more anxious: "He did you ... heh, what did you do?"

Chi Xiaochi looked puzzled, but still counted obediently: "Ms. Zhu took me fishing, grilled fish, took me home for tuition, and invited me to eat mung bean popsicles."

The more the head teacher listened, the more his face turned whiter: "Did he do anything else to you?"

Unexpectedly, the class teacher shook his head and said cheerfully, "No."

"……No?"

The head teacher remembered the unpleasant recording that he received, and after hearing it in horror, he almost spit it out.

He suspected that Koike was too young and didn't understand what he had been hurt at all. His expression changed a few times before finally making up his mind to ask.

The class teacher softened his voice: "Xiaochi, you can tell the teacher frankly, has Mr. Zhu done something to you ... not very suitable?"

Chi Koike wondered, "What is a 'not appropriate thing'?"

The head teacher was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and his heart was overwhelmed, and Lianzhu asked like: "Have he touched a hidden part of your body? Have you invited you to his bedroom? Have you ... kissed him, or Did you hug you? "

Chi Xiaochi blinked and gave the exact same answer as before: "No."

Where did the head teacher talk to the students about such a private matter, his face turned red, and he patiently persuaded: "Koike, no matter what Zhu threatens you, he can't hurt you now. You can tell the teacher the truth, don't be afraid . "

Chi Xiaochi smiled brightly: "Teacher, Teacher Zhu didn't do anything to me. I followed him for half a month, and then Teacher Zhu fell ill and was hospitalized, so I didn't go to his house again."

The head teacher is doubtful: "Really?"

Chi Xiaochi nodded: "Yes. But fortunately he is ill."

The head teacher's heart that had just let go was tense again: "What?"

Chi Xiaochi lowered his voice and posed a little secret gesture with his trusted elders: "Teacher, let me tell you, don't tell others. Teacher Zhu always tells me some strange things, and I'm not comfortable listening. In fact, I want to pretend to be ill, but in the end Mr. Zhu was ill ... "

"Strange words?"

"Um." Chi Xiaochi digged out of his pocket, found a recording pen, and sold his teammates openly. "My mom told me to record every time I went to Teacher Zhu's house, so I could come back and review. I felt that Teacher Zhu's attitude towards me was strange at times, but he didn't dare to talk to my mother, so I took the recording to my neighbor's brother. After listening, he told me not to approach Teacher Zhu anymore. Also told me not to talk to others casually .... He said a lot of things, and I didn't quite understand. "

The head teacher looked at the appearance of Chi Xiaochi. It did not look like he had been hurt. After a sigh of relief, he took the recording pen he handed in and planned to send it to his classmates for a clue. .

After collecting the recording pen, the class teacher couldn't help but ask him, "Why didn't your brother let you tell others?"

Some strange emotions suddenly appeared in Chi Xiaochi's eyes, which did not match his youthful youthful face, as if the blade of a previous life had passed away again.

But soon, the dissonance disappeared on his face.

Chi Xiaochi leaned back and licked his lips: "... because no one would believe me at all."

After determining that the victim was not Chi Xiaochi, the head teacher was not completely at ease.

This means that the real victims have not been found.

In contrast, Zhu Shoucheng's colleague is really a bad one.

The audio was in hand and played repeatedly. After repeated confirmation, in addition to confirming that one of the protagonists was Zhu Shoucheng, the teachers had another dispute over what the victim's name was.

When Zhu Shoucheng read the child's name, his tone was light and ambiguous. I didn't know if it was Koike, Xiaochi, Xiaoshi, Xiaozhi, or Xiaozhi, but Zhu Shoucheng swept away the indifferent attitude when he was caught in the morning, without a word Ken admits that he could only hide in the vice-principal's office, and the angry teacher was anxious to take him out and choke him.

In short, the date of the recording is unknown, and the specific victim is even unknown. It may even be any boy Zhu Shoucheng taught.

The reasonably damaged equipment was not repaired until the bell rang in the third class. And at noon time, it was enough for the students to tell parents what was happening in this school.

Before class began in the afternoon, several parents accompanied the child to school, and seriously asked what had happened and why there were indecent audios related to the teacher and the child.

The head teachers explained a few words pale and finally coaxed the parents who questioned.

However, what should come always comes.

Early in the morning the next day, the road outside the school was blocked by the parents who used to exchange information with each other overnight.