When social terror becomes the favorite of the police

Chapter 161 Baihua School (2)

The teacher on the podium was anxious, "Why don't you pack your things? It's always like this. I'll send them back to you in two days. You will go out to attend junior high school, high school, college, or even work...

Be brave, you still have a long time in the future, you can't stay in this deep mountain forever."

The student who sat there without moving looked at the teacher with a pleading look on his face, "Teacher, can we... not go?"

The teacher frowned and looked at the student who was speaking sternly, "Not going? Your grandma is sick and has no medicine to take, and you say you won't go?"

When the girl heard the teacher talking about her grandmother, she lowered her head in silence. After a moment, she packed up her things silently.

"Teacher Tian! Teacher Tian!"

The principal downstairs shouted loudly to the teacher in the classroom.

Teacher Tian hurriedly walked out of the classroom and looked down, "Hey, the principal."

The principal held up the envelope happily and said, "Hurry up and ask those children to come down and share the money. Here is the money from the last part-time job."

When Teacher Tian heard this, he quickly turned around and shouted, "Those who went to work part-time last time, please come downstairs. It's time to get your salary."

Only after hearing about the salary did the students take action.

"Let's go down too." Xuan Shiyi strode downstairs.

Before leaving, Lin Xiaoyan glanced at the classroom and saw no joy on the children's faces.

She was confused and felt something was wrong.

When they went downstairs, they saw many students sitting in the bus. Some of those students had expectations and joy on their faces, while others had no expression on their faces, with gloomy eyes.

"Who are these people?" The man saw Xuan Shiyi and others coming down from upstairs and looked at them.

The principal quickly introduced, "These people are here to play in the mountains, and they came to take a look when they saw our school."

"Oh." The man put away his vigilant look and greeted them with a smile.

“If you have the intention to donate or sponsor students, you can do so on our website.”

The man took out his mobile phone, opened the student aid website, and introduced it to several people.

After reading it, Xuan Shiyi smiled and said, "Okay, if we have this idea, we will definitely consult on the website."

"Okay, then thank you all in advance." The man was very satisfied when he heard this.

"Here, come quickly."

At this time, the fifth and sixth grade students came down, and just then, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

When the principal saw the fifth and sixth grade students, he happily waved to them to come over.

"Your wages for your last part-time job have come down. I'll call out a name and come over to collect your wages."

The principal opened the list in his hand and began to read.

At this time, the students in the school had all finished their classes and swarmed over.

Lin Xiaoyan looked at the students who were trying to squeeze in, and she squeezed out with a smile.

Suddenly, she didn't know who she met, and a familiar scene appeared in front of her.

When Lin Xiaoyan finished "watching" those scenes, her face suddenly darkened.

She looked at the little girl she had just met, and saw that the girl was looking at the money in the principal's hand with longing on her face.

At the same time, I looked with envy at the fifth and sixth grade students who received their wages.

The girl has dark skin, but if you look closely, you can see that her facial features are very delicate and her eyes are bright and there seems to be a light in them.

The man in the suit looked around with a smile on his face, and suddenly, he caught sight of the little girl.

Lin Xiaoyan noticed that the man's eyes were fixed on the little girl, and her heart tightened.

"what happened?"

Lu Lan noticed that something was wrong with Lin Xiaoyan and asked softly.

Lin Xiaoyan noticed that the man was looking at her, so she immediately lowered her head and turned to look at Lu Lan.

Lu Lan looked at Lin Xiaoyan, whose face was full of anger. She looked at the man who was looking at her with sharp eyes.

The man was startled by Lu Lan's gaze, and he quickly shifted his gaze. He had a keen sense that these people were not simple. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he urged the principal and walked towards the little girl.

"Hello, little girl, my friend is getting married, can you be the flower girl?"

The little girl didn't expect the surprise to come so soon. She looked at the man nervously and shyly, and mustered up the courage to ask, "Give me money?"

"Here! They will give you a red envelope. As long as you complete the task well, they will give you a big red envelope!" The man found that when he looked at the girl up close, she was indeed very beautiful.

"Okay! I'll go." The little girl nodded in agreement.

The man nodded with satisfaction, turned around and told the principal that the little girl would also be going there in a while.

Hearing this, the principal looked over and then showed worry on his face, "She is too young, her grandmother is lying in bed. If she doesn't go back, her grandmother will have no one to take care of her."

When the girl heard that no one was taking care of her grandmother, her joyful look dimmed.

The man laughed when he heard the question and said, "It's OK. I can ask her neighbor to take care of her for two days. How about fifty dollars a day?"

After saying that, he sighed, "To be honest, the people getting married are my friends, and they insisted that I find a flower girl, and she had to be sensible and obedient..."

After hearing this, the principal hesitated for a moment, then glanced at him and said, "Lezi, come here."

A dark, snotty-nosed little boy ran over.

"Lezi, go home tonight and tell grandma that you can help take care of Grandma Xiaomi for two days, fifty yuan a day.

If your grandma doesn’t take care of you, ask others how much it costs for 50 yuan a day…”

The principal paused at this point and said, "Forget it, I'll make the trip."

Seeing that the principal agreed, the man looked at the girl with satisfaction.

The children got on the bus quickly. Lin Xiaoyan was a little anxious, so she walked to Xuan Shiyi.

"I just..."

"Wait." Xuan Shiyi interrupted Lin Xiaoyan and stopped her from continuing.

Lin Xiaoyan stopped and looked at the slowly leaving bus with a worried look.

She looked at the children in the car. Some looked outside numbly, while others were filled with joy...

Seeing those children, Lin Xiaoyan's heart ached a little.

Obviously... obviously their lives are already hard enough, why are these people so cruel and want to inflict more suffering on these children?

When the bus drove out of the school, Xuan Er, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, "Let's go back."

Before the principal could react, Lin Xiaoyan and others had already got in the car and left.

There was a moment of silence in the car.

Lin Xiaoyan was anxious, "That bus..."

"Did Daoist An see through it?"

Suddenly, Xuan Shiyi asked.

"Huh? What?" Master An was a little confused.

"Master An, didn't you take a close look at the school built by the good man you mentioned? Is there something fishy going on?"

"Something fishy?" Master An's heart tightened, and he immediately recalled the location of the school.

"The school is built halfway up the mountain, with an open space in front and a backyard..."

"hehe…"

Xuan Shiyi chuckled and interrupted Master An.

　I saw someone talking about the problem of the number of students in the class. I wrote this based on the city I live in.

　　When I was in school, there were three classes in one grade, with sixty to seventy students in each class.

　　Then when my younger brother went to school (there is an eight-year age difference between me and my brother, and he went to the same school as me), there were six classes in one grade, and each class had nearly a hundred students.

　　In recent years, my city has built many complete schools (as of this year, there are already eleven complete schools), which have shared the burden of urban schools. However, as far as I know, there are still many students in one class...

　　(End of this chapter)