C2 Abandoned from School

The sun is high in the sky, the flag is fluttering.

Thousands of students stood in a line on the sports field, looking at the young man on the rostrum.

"Next, announce the punishment of Grade 12 Class 7's Cheng Zixu."

"Grade 3 Class 7's Cheng Zixu, Grade 2 Class 4's Chen Yu Zhou, Yang Wen, Grade 12 Class 5's Fu Yao, Wang Haoyu, and other students from other schools will fight together and bully Grade 12 Class 7's Soong Xuan..."

The words of the head of the teaching staff were broadcasted, but the youth on stage did not feel ashamed at all.

"This act is a serious violation of the school's rules, so according to the school's rules, the school's rules and the moral education department have decided to keep Classmate Cheng Zixu in the school for inspection and suspend him for two weeks."

When he heard the last four words, Cheng Zixu's eyes lit up.

Thus, under the gazes of the students and teachers on the field, Cheng Zixu turned around and prepared to step down.

"Year 2, Class 4..."

The voice in the broadcast suddenly stopped. The director stared intently at Cheng Zixu, who was about to leave, and shouted sternly, "Cheng Zixu, stand still!"

Cheng Zixu's face was cold as he pulled his lips. He raised his head to look at the director in the broadcast room, but he still took two steps back and stood still.

...

"Mr. Shen, I'm very sorry. Because you have violated students before, we cannot accept you. I'm very sorry."

The female interviewer pushed the resume in front of Shen Yiran with an apologetic expression.

Shen Yiran nodded. After taking the resume, he stood up and bowed slightly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The female interviewer smiled.

Shen Yiran nodded again and left the office with his bag.

The female interviewer stared at the tall man's back, then looked at the computer screen displaying the graduation of a famous school and many Teacher IDs. She fell into deep thought.

After Shen Yiran left the office, the smile on his face disappeared, and he sighed tiredly.

The female student who rushed over couldn't help but take a look. Her footsteps gradually slowed down, and she sized up this tall and imposing man.

Her slender hand pulled on her black tie. Behind her glasses, there was a look of exhaustion and a trace of irritation.

The female classmate ran away with a red face and muttered in her heart, "So handsome!

At this moment, the director's voice came from the broadcast, "Next, announce the punishment of Year 12 Class 7's Cheng Zixu..."

Shen Yiran walked out from the staircase and glanced at the field full of students.

Suddenly, it was as if he had returned to a few weeks ago.

"Congratulations to our teacher, Teacher Shen Yiran, for obtaining the most outstanding teacher in this district!"

After losing his mind for two seconds, he let out a frustrated "tsk" sound, retracted his gaze, and walked towards the school gate.

The sun was like fire, and from time to time, a cold wind blew over, bringing with it the heat of summer, making Shen Yiran even more irritated.

Dingdong.

His phone rang twice.

[Mom] [Did you come back for Dragon Boat Festival?]

[Mom] [Do you want to eat sweet or salty dumplings?]

Shen Yiran leaned against the wooden chair on the road and closed his eyes tiredly. Sunlight shone through the gaps of the sparse leaves on the wooden chair. On the clothes of the man, he could see the current situation of the young generation at a glance.

His mind was in chaos, and a chaotic scene flashed through his mind.

The young girl's clothes were untidy, her hair was messy, and her small body trembled as she hid in a corner. Her face was filled with fear. "Mr Shen, save me!"

"Who is it?" A hostage asked.

The girl pointed at herself. "It's Mr Shen..."

"Shen Yiran, you are a f * cking beast!"

Dong.

The man's hand, which was holding the paper, suddenly tightened and hit the wooden chair hard. His joints turned red as if he did not feel any pain. He punched the chair hard again.

His chest heaved up and down. After calming down, he slowly opened his eyes and stared at the swaying leaves on the treetops. He stared at them for a long time before he stood up. He turned on the map software in his phone and strode to the next place.