C445 Burning the Third Year of High School
C445 Burning the Third Year of High School
The students still didn't hear that Teacher Qin would continue to be the class teacher, so they started to make trouble again.
This time, the Education Bureau's Director hurriedly stepped forward.
This bureau chief had white hair and looked gentle and elegant. As soon as Qin Lang arrived at the school, the bureau chief smiled and came forward to shake hands with Qin Lang.
"Aiya, Teacher Qin, I've finally waited for you." The director was all smiles, trying to please him.
It turned out that during this period of time, many big shots, including Mayor Chen Weimin, had called him to ask the director to quickly invite Teacher Qin back to continue being the form teacher of Grade 12 Class 6.
Most of them knew that Qin Lang was definitely not an ordinary person. It was exactly what they wished for such a person to be their own child's form teacher. In addition, their children were also being carried around by them, asking Teacher Qin to return to the school.
Once their children had a teacher-student relationship with Qin Lang, then if they met Qin Lang in other situations in the future, they could ask Qin Lang for help if there were any difficult matters. Perhaps Qin Lang would help them.
Therefore, everyone directly called the bureau chief and asked him about this matter very seriously.
The director did not dare to disobey the questions of the big shots. He quickly put down all his work and drove to the school gate to wait. He had received the news that Huang Rong had been rescued.
"Teacher Qin, thank you for saving Huang Rong. On behalf of Feng State's Department of Education, I would like to express my respect to you. How could such a good teacher withdraw from the Huajie Middle School? Teacher Qin. There might have been some misunderstandings in the past, but now that the matter had come to an end, he would like to ask Teacher Qin to prepare himself for battle. Continue to be the form teacher of Grade 12 Class 6."
"I don't have time. I've been very busy recently." Qin Lang still refused without hesitation.
"Oh... Then Teacher Qin, we will give you special treatment. If you are too busy, the school hopes to hire you as the honorary form teacher. You don't need to sit in the class, you don't need to follow the school rules. You just need to come to class six and walk around. As for your other matters, the school will not interfere. " The principal explained.
"Also, during the time you are in charge of the class, we will give you the same treatment as the principal. I will directly contact you, and no one else has the authority to manage you"
The chief was the chief. The conditions he offered were unprecedented for a form teacher. Qin Lang had only been in Huajie Middle School for a week, and he had become the uncrowned king of Huajie Middle School.
The director of the Education Bureau knew a lot about the students of Grade 12 Class 6. The children of the mayor's family were there, and the children of the richest family were there. How could he not pay attention to such a fearless class? Only Qin Lang could make them listen obediently.
If it was Zhu Junwen, he would have caused such a huge mess. The bureau chief now hated Zhu Junwen very much.
However, Qin Lang did not want to agree to the chief's request. He was about to reject it.
Huang Rong spoke from the side.
"Teacher Qin, our Class Six only trusts you. On behalf of Class Six, I beg you," ___ said. When Huang Rong thought about parting ways with Qin Lang, her eyes were filled with tears.
"Don't leave us behind, Teacher Qin..." Huang Rong sobbed as she spoke.
"Teacher Qin, just agree." The principal sniffled and advised from the side.
"These children are actually quite pitiful. They only like you as the form teacher, but they have to separate in such a short time..." The director also sighed.
"Mm, alright then." Qin Lang's heart softened. No one else would be able to help him. However, he would give face to his own student's tears, just like when he rescued Huang Rong. No one could ask him to help, but Huang Rong sent him a message. Qin Lang would go.
The Director of Education immediately called the principal. "Expel Zhu Junwen and Scholar Liu immediately. From now on, our Feng State's education system will never hire these two people."
"Bureau Chief, I have thought about firing Zhu Junwen and Scholar Liu for a long time. These two people are morally corrupt and have low abilities. I agree with your decision with both hands. But that Zhu Junwen has an uncle who is the deputy mayor. This is also the reason why I have been restraining myself from doing anything. What do you think? " The principal expressed his attitude over there. He would not say anything good for Zhu Junwen and Scholar Liu. But on the side of the deputy mayor, would he cause the other party to take revenge?
"You don't have to worry about that. I will handle it." The director was very decisive, deputy mayor? He had the mayor's support and a bunch of big shots behind him. It was human nature to fire a rotten person like Zhu Junwen. No one could plead with him!
The director, who hung up the phone, was in a very good mood. He smiled and said, "Teacher Qin, you should go back to class and take a look. The students in your class are now causing havoc in the sky palace. They are about to tear down the school. We are all helpless."
The entire Huajie Middle School was in chaos.
Qin Lang looked up and saw thick smoke rising from the sky above the campus. It seemed that someone was setting fire, but it seemed that the fire truck had not come.
En, it should not be the building that was on fire. Qin Lang looked as he quickly walked towards the campus. Huang Rong followed closely behind, her eyebrows raised in joy.
As long as Teacher Qin agreed to stay, it would be the greatest happiness. As for how chaotic the school was, she did not care.
As they spoke, they came to the sports field. Qin Lang and Huang Rong were stunned by the scene in front of them.
The sports field was filled with tables, chairs, and a large number of textbooks. It was piled up into a small hill and was already lit up. The fire was raging.
Smoke rose from the sports field and filled half of the campus. A group of students were jumping and cheering.
The third year of high school was the most critical period in the history of life. The pressure was great and they were in the rebellious phase of youth, so it was not strange what happened.
In addition, the students of Class 6 were all children with strong backers. In a moment of desperation, they dared to do anything.
Who would have thought that this action would resonate with the other third-year classes? When they got excited, they also picked up the tables, chairs, and blackboard in their classrooms, wiped the books, and threw them into the fire. They looked at the raging flames and laughed.
The pressure was too great. This was a collective indulgence and resistance during the rebellious period.
All the teachers from the Huajie Middle School panicked. They quickly went to the field and tried to persuade their students, but no one listened to them. Everyone had a look of relief and happiness on their faces.
The entire Huajie Middle School fell into a state of madness.
And the one who directed the burning of books at the center of the field was the students from Grade 12 Class 6.
Actually, there were very few things that burned themselves. Most of them were abandoned. On the contrary, they burned the textbooks and books of other classes.
"Heavens, you guys, can't you stop? Don't be like this anymore, alright? I beg you... "The principal tried to stop them as he tried to persuade them.
However, no one paid any attention to him. It was all because of what he had done in the past. What was he doing now?
Chen Mingling and Zhao Hsing continued to instruct them to add bricks and tiles to the fire. The books turned to ashes one by one.
Zhu Junwen, who was beside the principal, shouted at the top of his voice, "What are you doing? Are you crazy? You don't even care about the principal? Are you trying to rebel?! " As the form teacher of class six, he could only shout and shout. Actually, there was nothing he could do.
The principal looked at him coldly and thought to himself, He really is a bear bag. I haven't conveyed the instructions of the bureau chief yet. You should enjoy the last taste of being a teacher.