The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Chapter 620 Did I do the right thing to wake up?

Before the end of the year, the senior high school students in No. 1 Middle School in City A finally had their winter vacation.

In the last half day, the entire senior school was filled with students' restlessness and excitement.

Ma Mingquan asked the class monitor to distribute the class exercise book to the students, "Don't go to the river, pay attention to the traffic lights on the road, and you need to go together when traveling... I won't go into details about these. Everyone's grades are good this time. Have a good New Year." Relax and prepare for the college entrance examination next year. By the way, "Red Sun" invested by our classmate Fu Zhi is about to be released. During the Chinese New Year, you..."

The little heads under the podium raised their heads and necks, and answered for Ma Mingquan: "Sister Zhi's drama, Xiaoma, don't tell me, we have to bring the whole family to watch it!"

"Brother Ma sees us so ruthlessly! Show your hands."

"Xiao Ma, we plan to go to the Evergrande Cinema to watch movies on the first day of the new year. When are you going to go and who will you go to watch the movie with? Why don't you take Sister Ma with you and we'll make an appointment to go together. You can show us the teacher's wife. What’s it like?”

"What's wrong with Master's wife? She's shy. Don't scare her by making noises when the time comes!"

Ma Mingquan stamped his feet and angrily attacked his classmates after get off work.

Before he could say anything else, Ma Mingquan’s publicity and science popularization was interrupted by the ringtone of his cell phone.

He lowered his head, and the number in his hand showed the phone number of the parents of the students he had given notes to.

It seemed that the other party was quite eager.

"You guys take note of your homework first, and I'll take a call."

Ma Mingquan was serious for a second, waved his hand, motioning for everyone to wait, walked out of the classroom, and closed the door, "Mother Zihuai, I was just in class. What can I do?"

"...Huh? But the school has no precedent of good students suddenly dropping out of school in their senior year of high school. Have you consulted your children's opinions on this matter?"

"But I still hope you can think about it again. If you have any difficulties at home, you can tell me. After all, this is your senior year... Zihuai's father, please don't get excited..."

"In this case, do you think you parents can come to the school if you have time? We can discuss it in detail."

I don't know what was said over there. Ma Mingquan frowned and replied a few words. Before he could finish speaking, the other party cut off the call.

Looking at the phone that exited the call interface, the man pursed his lips with a solemn expression. Then he pushed the door open and waved in the direction of Zhou Zihuai: "You and I come to the office."

Zhou Zihuai, who was sitting in his seat writing down homework, stood up and followed Ma Mingquan silently without saying a word.

As soon as the two people left, various whispers rang out in the classroom.

"What's going on, family? Why did Xiaoma call Zhou Zihuai away alone again?"

"Brother Ma's expression is very serious, isn't it? Zihuai can't think of something else..."

"Sister Zhi, do you know this?"

Fu Zhi, who was messaging Li Nanli on his cell phone, looked confused, "Huh? What?"

Everyone: "...It's nothing, I just think your confused look looks like you are talking about love with Mr. Li."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Then you are really a bunch of clever little guys.

——

Zhou Zihuai was called into the office by Ma Mingquan and talked for about an hour.

During this period, Fan Gaoda came to the class and wandered around, wailing at the top of his lungs and arranging homework assignments.

The pointer in his hand pointed in the direction of Fu Zhi, "I want to see you doing this Chinese homework yourself, do you understand?"

Now that Fu Zhi has good grades, he can switch roles anytime and anywhere to teach the students in Class 21.

This was originally a good thing, but it greatly increased the risk of teachers losing their jobs.

Let me ask you, Fu Zhi, who can do all decathlons, can be a student, and can also be a teacher, doesn't need to be paid by the school. What shareholder wouldn't like it?

I'm afraid you just want to fire Fu Zhi, the one who hired them, right?

Fan Gaoda asked Fu Zhi to do his homework because he also wanted to get a sense of gain and dignity from Fu Zhi as a teacher.

But Fu Zhi, holding his mobile phone, still looked like he was lying on the table, fishing in despair.

"I'm too tired to do my homework. I can't do it. You'd better treat me as a student and give up on me."

After saying that, Su Xing silently took out the quilt from her desk and covered Fu Zhi from her body to her head, wrapping her whole body tightly.

Then he turned sideways, and as a fanatical fan of Fu Zhi, he looked at Fan Gaoda and said shyly: "Teacher, out of sight, out of mind, am I doing the right thing?"

Fan Gouda: "..."

Tie Mengzi, you and Fu Zhi can get out of my class together.

Fan Gaoda was upset by these two deskmates. He felt that work and life were too hard. He waved his hand and said, "You can do whatever you want. I'll go to the hospital to get a bottle of glucose."

wake:"……"

Tie Mengzi, are you angry with me?

Did I do something wrong?

Su Xing sighed.

On the other side, Zhou Zihuai has not returned to class for a long time.

However, Ma Mingquan went back to class and helped Zhou Zihuai pack his schoolbag. Song Fang quickly grabbed Ma Mingquan and said, "Xiao Ma, what's going on? Where is Zhou Zihuai? Why did you pack his schoolbag?"

"Oh, it's none of your business, just remember your homework." Ma Mingquan sighed, motioned to Song Fang to do his homework, then turned and left.

This atmosphere, this attitude! Something must be wrong!

But...didn't Zhou Zihuai cut off the father-son relationship with his stepfather? What else could happen to the Zhou family?

Song Fang and Wang Yu looked at each other.

"Sister Zhi, will you come with us to find Zhou Zihuai later?"

Fu Zhi's head emerged from the small blanket Su Xing had covered her with.

Because of the static electricity, the bangs rubbed against the cotton blanket, and a strand of hair stood up and trembled in the air, looking absolutely adorable.

Ye Jiu's little hand holding the scissors was ready to move.

Fortunately, the next second, Fu Zhi raised his hand and smoothed down the dull hair on his head.

Ye Jiu hid the small scissors with some regret.

Fu Zhi packed up the homework and other items and mailed them to Jiang Jinshu, and then said, "Do you have the address of Zhou Zihuai's home?"

——

at the same time.

A road leading to Zhou's small building.

What Zhou Zihuai recalled was Ma Mingquan's words: Your mother hopes you will take a leave of absence from school this year and take the college entrance examination next year.

Zhao Wu hasn't returned to Zhou's house for a while.

Today, his mother suddenly asked him to drop out of school. Zhou Zihuai could actually guess something.

It's just that Zhao Wu owed money again, and someone else came to the house to collect the debt. Maybe the other party had threatened the child in his mother's belly.

Otherwise, given his mother's character, it would be difficult for him to say anything to ask him to drop out of school.

Zhou Zihuai stood on the dirty and chaotic road and smoked a cigarette.

The young man's fingertips had obvious calluses from writing, and he leaned against the wall.

It was the first time he had done such a thing, and his hand was still shaking a little while rubbing the lighter.

I rubbed the lighter several times, but the cigarette butt did not light up.

He was a little frustrated.

But he no longer considered committing suicide.

Fu Zhi solved a lot of troubles for him, but Fu Zhi didn't actually know.

Many things in this world cannot be determined by the law. What the law cannot touch are the complex, changeable, gloomy and gloomy areas of human nature.

The cigarette in his hand was lit.

Zhou Zihuai leaned on the street, his fingertips red from the cold wind. The young man took a deep breath of cigarette, and the smell of nicotine rushed into his lungs.

"Cough cough cough..."

The strange smell swept through the human body's senses, and every organ from the throat to the cerebellum screamed with strong discomfort.

The young man was bent over, holding one hand on the thick wall. His eyes were red from the stimulation of tobacco, and the tip of his nose was a little sore.

The cigarette in his hand was subconsciously clenched, and a scarlet fire flashed.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the angle of the cigarette butt, his eyes dazed, as if he was thinking secretly.

——

When Song Fang and his party arrived, they saw Zhou Zihuai leaning against the wall with his back to them.

"In this scene," Wang Yu pointed at the orchid, "Zihuai really looks like the ivy described by Mr. Zhou."

"...That text was written by Mr. Lu." Pretty Song Fang was speechless.

Fu Zhi and Xingxing: "..."

Lao She and Lu Xun can't even cover their coffins, so I want to give you both a big mouth.

"Go and see what's going on." Fu Zhi pushed Song Fang and Wang Yu, who were still arguing.

Song Fang touched his nose and didn't see Zhou Zihuai smoking. He was about to walk over. Before he could walk in, he saw something black drawing a perfect arc in the air and smashing it hard. On Zhou Zihuai's dark red school uniform cotton-padded jacket.

"Hahaha, the wild species is coming over here!"

The little fat man holding a few pieces of wet soil looked at Zhou Zihuai with a playful smile, as if he had found the only fun he had in these months.

Then an unknown child was behind him. He then took a piece of clay and hit it in the direction of Zhou Zihuai. Zhou Zihuai took a step back, and the piece of mud was hit on his side with a "snap-" on the wall.

"Ono/Zhong, you still dare to hide?!" He looked like a fat man of seven or eight years old, with a fierce look on his face.

Following him were a group of little boys who were thin in comparison.

"I just said, I saw this guy going to the canteen to buy cigarettes. He must have money!"

"Maybe he just stole his stepfather's money, otherwise why would his stepfather beat him!"

"My mother said that he killed his own father. He is a bastard and is full of bad luck. We have to draw a clear line from this kind of person...well, there is no such thing as a 38-year-old woman's line!"

"Give me a piece of mud! Give me a piece of mud! I'll beat him too, to get rid of the bad luck!"

"...Mom said let me watch you and don't fight, otherwise my brother will be hurt!"

"Ma Xiaowen, you actually recognized a bitch as your brother. You are so dirty. If you dare to recognize him as your brother, your father will die as early as his father tonight!"

"Hahaha, Ma Xiaowen, your father is dead too!"

Laughter and laughter that was no different from bullying rang out in the dirty and chaotic small neighborhood, mixed with Ma Xiaowen's cries of grievance, and the sound of Zhou Zihuai's footsteps turning away as he did not want to follow a group of children.

The naughty children headed by the little fat man hurriedly gathered around, clapping their hands in a mean manner, "Kill daddy, kill people, bitch/wild/bastard Zhou Zihuai! No one loves you, no one loves you, you are Cabbage in the field!”

The naughty children hurriedly rushed forward, clapping their hands in a mean manner, "Kill daddy, kill people, bitch/wild/plant Zhou Zihuai! No one loves you, no one loves you, you are just a cabbage in the field!"

A group of children clapped their hands and shouted loudly together, and Fu Zhi and his group were just close enough to hear clearly.

"Whose group of unlucky children are these!" Song Fang rolled up his sleeves and looked at Zhou Zihuai who was no longer willing to argue with these children. These children were still chasing after them. Isn't this bullying?

"You, Father Song, will let you understand today what it means to have a heart that is not ancient!"

Song Fang ran over full of anger, casually pulled open the head of a naughty kid, angrily exposed the tattoo stickers on his arms that he and Ye Jiu had put on yesterday, and pinched the little fat guy's butt, butt, and balls. "Good guy, you dare to offend even our Qinglong Gang members. I will kick your head like a ball. Do you believe it?"

Seeing this, Ye Jiu and Wang Yu from the Fat Sports Committee also came forward. When they saw the candy in the little fat man's pocket, Ye Jiu snatched it away in the name of teaching a lesson, stuffed it into his mouth, and sighed, "It's so sweet!"

Then he kicked the little fat man again, "You dare to mess with anyone from the Qinglong Gang! If you bully anyone again, I'll strip your pants and make you run away, don't you know?"

fatty:"……"

Looking at the fierce-looking brothers in front of me.

The little fat man sniffed.

Tell yourself not to cry, to be strong, and to have the courage to fight against evil forces!

As a result, the next second, Fu Zhi, who was holding a small cane, lightly slapped him on the butt/butt.

"..."

The little fat man turned around.

Seeing Fu Zhi, he blinked.

He is eight years old this year, and he is at the age when he is holding a mobile phone and playing games online to trick his teammates and netizens to kill each other.

He often surfed the Internet and recognized at a glance that the beautiful young lady in front of him was the wife he wanted to marry.

It's better now, the little wife slapped him at the most embarrassing part.

This slap simply took away all his dignity as a man!

The anger dissipated, leaving only grievance and embarrassment in his body.

He also wanted to hold back from crying...

but!

Damn, he was so wronged that he couldn't bear it anymore!

"Grandma! Ooooh! Grandma! Wow—!"

Good guy, Xiaopangdun is the leader of this group of children. When he cries, all the children in the community start crying.

"Wow, mom! The celebrity sister hits someone, wow--!"

"Me, if you hit my boss, I will fight with you! Wow, don't whip me, don't whip me! Wow! Dad! Dad, where are you!"

——

"…Then you guys from the Qinglong Gang beat up the kids from the Primary School Gang?"

"Mrs. Lu, you used a cane to spank other children's buttocks, which insulted their dignity." Looking at Xu Wei, who had just had an argument with a group of parents of primary school students, and walked to the side of her daughter, the police uncle was kind-hearted. Just a reminder.

In the tea room, Song Fang's mother was still quarreling with a group of parents of primary school students, and the noise was so loud that the sky was dark.

Outside the tea room, Xu Wei looked at the children of the Qinglong Gang standing in front of her with some confusion.

Song Fang looked quite dashing. The tattoo on his arm had just been washed off by Wang Yu's saliva to prove his innocence.

Ye Jiu obediently peeled off the little fat man's candy and stuffed it into Fu Zhi's mouth without any hesitation.

He didn't come to interfere with Zhou Zihuai's affairs at all. He just brought in the martial arts novel he read recently, the grassroots male protagonist's counterattack, and then joined the melee.

Then there was Zhou Zihuai, whose cigarettes were confiscated by the police uncle, who kept scolding him.