Chapter 191 Born towards the sun
The students at Jiangchuan No. 1 Middle School are indeed quite rich.

However, Zhang Yunqi had always believed that most of the students in this small courtyard were not second-generation rich or official, but were ordinary, mediocre, not very smart, and had average grades. They lived in an ordinary family that was perhaps above average or below average.

If you are not lucky, your fate in this life is predictable. You will go to a fake university, spend three or four years in novels and games, find an ordinary job, have enough food and clothing but always be short of money, and have no contact with the upper class, so you can't cultivate such an elegant temperament; you have never felt what it feels like to be hungry, so you are not as tenacious and desperate as some people in the lower class, you are sophisticated and selfish, cold and indifferent, just muddleheaded, sloppy, and muddle through. When an old lady falls to the ground on the street, the first thing I think of is to hit her with a car; when I see a robbery on the side of the road, the most people are always onlookers.

Perhaps after living in the secular world for so long, one will always become numb.

Zhang Yunqi has deeply experienced this.

For most people, living is not an easy thing.

He is really not the kind of person who likes to stand up for the weak and act like a king or show off his power in front of others.

He has lived for more than 40 years. To put it bluntly, he is half buried in the ground. He has seen the warmth and coldness of human nature, is worldly-wise, and has made no contribution to the country or the family. However, at least he still has a little conscience in his heart. He has donated blood several times, and was willing to be deceived by a disabled old man once, twice, and three times. On the way to pick up his daughter from school, he lost his life in a fit of anger to save a child! Does he regret it? He really regrets it. He regrets it so much that his intestines are green. When he lies in bed at night, he can't sleep as long as he thinks of his daughter. However, if he is unlucky enough to encounter such a thing again, he can't guarantee that he won't rush forward in a fit of anger.

Zhang Yunqi still remembers a small incident that happened a few days ago. There was a power outage in the community where he lived that day and it was raining heavily. He passed by the community after school and saw a few older brothers repairing the circuit, so he ran over to hold an umbrella for them. I don’t know why, but I felt really warm when I saw the warmth in their eyes. So no matter what, there is still positive energy in this world, in every bit of our lives.

Over the past few months, Zhang Yunqi has watched the group of boys in the class bully Yan Shi again and again, wantonly trampling on the dignity of a sensitive and inferior girl. He really thinks it's too low. They are classmates in the same class, so there is no need to talk about classmate affection or other nonsense, but is it really appropriate to bully a girl like this? Maybe they are too young and ignorant, and have not yet realized how much psychological trauma their inferior, vulgar and childish behavior will cause to others.

However, manslaughter is still murder!
Yes, Zhang Yunqi also understands this truth. The world does not need these meaningless persistence, fairness, and justice! Because they do not exist at all. Learn to give up, and life will be easier. But how to say it, there is such a sentence in Mr. Lu Xun's "Hot Wind": I hope that all Chinese youth will get rid of the cold air, just move forward, and don't listen to the words of those who give up on themselves. Those who can do things should do them, and those who can speak should speak. If you have a little heat, you can give off a little light. Just like a firefly, you can also give off a little light in the dark, without waiting for the torch. If there is no torch in the future, I will be the only light!

Zhang Yunqi likes Mr. Lu Xun very much, and he always feels sympathetic when he reads this passage. Although he knows that he can't be the passionate and optimistic Chinese youth described by Mr. Lu Xun, as a human being, he is still willing to be kind and responsible as much as he can. So he thinks Liao Haihua's behavior is excessive, and beating him black and blue was just a moment of anger without considering the consequences, which is contrary to his way of not releasing the eagle until he sees the rabbit, but so what?
Has it always been this way?

However, in the eyes of the students in Class 156, he has always been an honest and low-key student, who never competes with others, can sit in his seat and read books all day, and never refuses students' questions. Perhaps, apart from the fact that he has a particularly good relationship with Chu Jian, there is really nothing disgusting about him, nor anything that attracts attention. Therefore, everyone was really surprised by what happened today, especially when Zhang Yunqi ran to the podium and openly spoke for Sister Hua. The classroom was as quiet as a grave, with only the sound of Yan Shi covering her eyes and sobbing softly...

The first class in the afternoon was English, which was particularly boring.

The few blood stains at the back of the classroom had dried up and no one had cleaned them up.

Chu Jian was not at home, so she took a leave of absence today to accompany her mother Jiang Feng to the hospital for a check-up.

The students seemed absent-minded, even though Luo Lin was working hard to speak vividly on the podium. This woman with a strong flavor always took every class seriously. However, few people responded and the atmosphere was cold, until Wang Mingzhen, the head teacher of Class 156, suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom and knocked on the iron door with her fingers. Luo Lin saw Wang Mingzhen, so she stopped teaching, walked to the door and exchanged a few words with Wang Mingzhen, then she returned to the classroom, looked back and said, "Zhang Yunqi, go out for a while, Teacher Wang wants to see you."

The classroom became even quieter. Apparently, Wang Mingzhen had received the news. Fighting was a serious matter in school. The students' eyes could not help but wander around Zhang Yunqi, as if something bad was about to happen. Zhang Yunqi showed no expression, but stood up and left the classroom. He walked up to Wang Mingzhen and called out "Teacher".

Wang Mingzhen nodded to him and said, "Let's go to the office and talk."

Zhang Yunqi followed Wang Mingzhen's hunched figure to the office. After Wang Mingzhen sat down with a cup of tea, his face was not very good, but his tone was relatively gentle: "Tell me what happened at noon today."

Zhang Yunqi recounted the events truthfully, without exaggeration, embellishment, or fear.

Wang Mingzhen could hardly sense the slightest emotional fluctuation of the student in front of him. His tone was polite and measured, and it seemed that the beating was justified. He waited for Zhang Yunqi to finish speaking before putting down his teacup and saying, "It was wrong for Liao Haihua to bully the female classmates in the class, but how could you be so radical and hit someone?"

Zhang Yunqi replied: "Because this is what my teacher taught me."

Wang Mingzhen frowned and said, "Did I teach you to hit your classmates?"

Zhang Yunqi said: "Today I want to tell my classmates that this will be the same even after you leave school. Life cannot be without struggle. Don't lose your rights because of fear. I can protect you now, but I can't protect you forever. What I can do is teach you how to protect yourself now. What I tell you today is more important to you than what is in the book!"

Zhang Yunqi said this and continued, "Teacher Wang, this is what you said: life cannot be without struggle. When they bullied Yan Shi, I thought so and did so. If it happens again, I will do the same. Just like you protected us, I will protect my classmates to the best of my ability."

Wang Mingzhen stared at Zhang Yunqi for a long time, then finally stood up and patted his shoulder: "Sit down and have a glass of water."

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PS: This chapter was written very carefully and attentively, perhaps I wanted to express something.

Thank you all for your company.

(End of this chapter)