Good evening, Lord Hades

When the representative of Chinese class came back to the classroom and told us this, we were very surprised.

Chinese teacher this year just over 40, the child is only 11 years old, is a particularly lively and lovely girl, a few days ago also played in our classroom, we all like.

But how, just a few days later, the whole was under the notice of critical illness?

Although Ma Dongdong and I had some doubts, we felt that it was normal for our children to get sick. Apart from praying silently for the Chinese teacher's children, we couldn't do much, so we took other courses at ease.

But at noon, the representative of Chinese class found me and Ma Dongdong.

"Liang Shiqi, you two come out with me. I have something to ask you."

Ma Dongdong and I went to the corridor with a hooded face.

"Chen Xingxing, what's the matter? We still have to go home for dinner. If you have something to do, just say it

The representative of Chinese class took out his mobile phone, did not know what to do on it, and handed it to me.

"Look, are the people in here you?"

I looked down and found that what she pointed on her mobile phone was the video that Ma Dongdong and I had just uploaded to the D sound today.

In the video, Ma Dongdong wears black clothes and trousers and plays a ghost who is burned to death. His poor acting skills make me feel embarrassed across the screen.

"This... You're wrong. We didn't make it. We didn't make it that bad." I'm a little reluctant to admit it.

Ma Dongdong, however, didn't feel ashamed of his acting. He just glanced at the video and said, "I'm the one who plays the burning ghost. What's the matter? Do you think I'm very powerful? I want to ask for my signature?"

Before the representative of Chinese class spoke, Ma Dongdong continued to talk incessantly.

"Chen Xingxing, let me tell you something. No matter how I say it, I'm also a red man on the D sound now. This signature is not what you want me to give you."

Ma Dongdong even put up the score, just like a big shot.

The representative of Chinese class couldn't stand him, so he interrupted him directly.

"You can pull it down! Just a few words like chicken feet, give them to me for free, and I don't want them pasted upside down! "

Being so despised, Ma Dongdong is a little depressed.

"If you don't want me to sign, why do you call me out? Do you want to show us the results of your last midterm exam? "

Chinese class on behalf of a white look at him, full of disgust.

"Do you think that everyone is just like you?"

Ma Dongdong was puzzled.

"What are you doing? If you don't talk for a long time, do you want to die with me and seventeen? "

The representative of Chinese class didn't watch it too early and didn't hide it with us any more. He opened his mouth and said, "this video was just sent to me by the Chinese teacher today. Her daughter is seriously ill. The doctor has issued a notice of critical illness, saying that she can't be cured, and asked her to take her daughter home to prepare for the future. Later, she accidentally saw this video you sent on D, so she asked me to come to you to help her daughter. "

"To us? What do we have to do with her daughter? We're not doctors Ma Dongdong doesn't think so.

I looked at the representative of the Chinese class, pondered it for a while, and asked, "does the teacher doubt that her daughter's affair may not be the cause of the disease, but some other evil trick?"

The representative of Chinese class shook his head and said in a deep voice: "she didn't tell me about this. She just asked me to take you to her home and said that she had something very important to find you!"

I know that the representative of Chinese class is telling the truth.

Although the current social atmosphere is civilized, but the other party is a teacher and a model. How can it spread that kind of feudal superstition?

But the more mysterious the Chinese class representatives are, the more likely my guess is true.

Otherwise, no one is looking for a Chinese teacher. Why do you want me and Ma Dongdong?

"Are you two going with me? The Chinese teacher may be a little worried. If you go, you have to hurry up. " The representative of Chinese class urged.

"Don't tell us what's the matter, I'll go to Mao..." Ma Dongdong is not very happy.

But I agreed very well.

"Go! Since it's difficult for teachers, we students can't ignore it

Ma Dongdong widened his eyes and looked at me in disbelief: "seventeen, are you crazy? Didn't you say you were hungry and wanted to go back to dinner? What's more, now the teacher doesn't even know what's going on. Let's just go, isn't it too shameless? "

"You want a face! We should do it well for the teacher. Next time you fail in Chinese, she won't call your parents to school to let them beat you! If you really don't want to go, go back and have dinner. Don't give me shame here! " I scolded mercilessly.

I know Ma Dongdong's temperament best.

That is absolutely typical, give him a little sunshine on the brilliant, give him a little flood on the typical!

On the contrary, he is hard on him, and he can't help it.

This is not, listen to me, Ma Dongdong immediately straightened his back, a face of justice and awe inspiring said: "who said I don't want to go? It's my duty to serve the teacher! As long as the teacher says, Ma Dongdong will do it well even if he goes up to daoshan and down to the oil pan! "

I glanced at him and said in a cold voice, "since you are willing to go, hurry up and don't delay the teacher's work!"

Then, without saying much, I went back to the classroom to carry my schoolbag. Together with the representatives of Chinese class, I went to the Chinese teacher's house in a hurry.

Ma Dongdong naturally followed.

The Chinese teacher's home is not far from the school. It's only 15 minutes' walk.

The class representative stood at the door and knocked. The door was soon opened from inside. A sad cry came from inside. His heart was trembling.

"Who are you looking for?" Asked the man who opened the door.

The class representative looked inside and said in a low voice, "we're looking for Mr. Yang. Before she sent me a text message and asked me to come with two classmates!"

The man closed the door. It seemed that he went back to the room and asked a few questions. Finally, he opened the door again and welcomed us in.

Perhaps because of our arrival, the crying inside the house has stopped at the moment, leaving only deep sobs.

The man who opened the door took us to the little girl's bedroom. The Chinese teacher and her husband were sitting by the bed. Looking at the sad look, it must have been a very hard time.

After all, every child is the treasure of her parents. Now that the little girl has an accident, the teacher and her husband can't stand it, no matter how strong they are.

"Mr. Yang, according to your request, I have brought Liang Shiqi and Ma Dongdong to you." The class representative opens his mouth.

The Chinese teacher raised his face and turned to look at me and Ma Dongdong. There was a kind of emotion in his eyes that I didn't quite understand