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Teacher Zhao panicked.

She had never been so cramped.

Being detained by a student, this feeling is the shame of her life.

"Xiaodong, look, I'm making up lessons for you, right? The exam competition is so fierce now, and the teacher also wants to rest, right? I sacrifice my time to make up lessons for you, and I paid for it, so I'll accept it. What's wrong with some money? What do you think?" Teacher Zhao's tone softened a lot, and now she just wanted to delay as much as possible.

"You're right, it's only natural to collect money for supplementary lessons." Han Xiaodong was uncharacteristically, and suddenly agreed with Mr. Zhao's point of view.

"That's right! You said that teachers are human beings, and they also have to support their families. Now they are paid overtime for overtime work. Isn't it normal for teachers to charge some hard work fees for making up lessons?" Teacher Zhao saw that Han Xiaodong began to let go, and continued to talk along the pole.

"But Mr. Zhao, do we students pay the tuition? You also get paid when you go to work, right? It's only natural to collect money for supplementary lessons, and it's only natural to get paid to teach good classes, right?"

One sentence from Han Xiaodong silenced Teacher Zhao. She didn't expect that Han Xiaodong was waiting for her here.

Feeling stuffy in his chest, he didn't dare to get angry, so he could only continue to persuade him gently: "Xiaodong, look, it's not like the teacher didn't talk at all during class. Besides, he also organized questions in class? You can't just because you didn't The make-up class will delay the progress of other students who make up the class?"

"This is really a strange theory. It's as if the cafeteria has set a time for eating. You take other people to eat in advance behind my back. I come to eat at the stipulated time, but you take away my job and drag it in front of me." Shit and pee, blame me for delaying your excretion later, is there such a reason in this world?" Han Xiaodong asked dissatisfied.

This metaphor made Teacher Zhao feel sick.

She really couldn't find any words to refute, or she didn't feel that she was wrong at all, and she was just dealing with it now.

"Xiaodong, I'm usually a little strict, but I think that as your teacher, I still take good care of you..."

Teacher Zhao wanted to change the subject, but before he finished speaking, Han Xiaodong pulled up his sleeves:
"You got this shot yesterday. I went to the hospital to see it. There were slight fractures in the arms, large bruises on the body, and four stitches on the head."

After finishing speaking, Han Xiaodong lowered his head and showed Mr. Zhao his hair, and Mr. Zhao turned his head away to avoid looking at the "wound".

"Is this what you said was good to me?" Han Xiaodong asked angrily. Seeing that Mr. Zhao didn't look at him, he asked again: "You don't want to admit it, do you?"

After finishing speaking, he pressed the recorder, and there was the sound of ping-pong-pong beatings, sometimes mixed with Han Xiaodong's muffled hum.

"Okay, okay, I admit, I admit, I beat you, so you are right to frame the teacher?" Teacher Zhao finally got a little impatient, and stared back.

"What did I frame you for?" Han Xiaodong asked with a contemptuous smile.

"You framed me, don't you know? You said that I paid for extra lessons, but you actually said that I had a relationship with the vice principal, and you said that I was a cat and dog dealer who bought pornographic CDs! You are a human being." Is it?" Teacher Zhao looked at Han Xiaodong angrily.

"Did I say it? When did I say it?" Han Xiaodong looked at Teacher Zhao inexplicably.

"You don't admit it, right? I'll show you the evidence." After speaking, Teacher Zhao took out his phone, unlocked it, opened WeChat, found a person named "Wen Le", clicked on it, and pointed the phone screen at Han Xiaodong.

"Look for yourself!" Teacher Zhao said angrily.

"What? What are you looking at? Teacher, are you crazy?" Han Xiaodong still looked puzzled.

Teacher Zhao sneered, and held the phone in front of her, but when she saw the screen of her phone, the sneer instantly froze on her face, and the muscles on her face trembled twice unnaturally.

"No...impossible! It was still there yesterday!" Teacher Zhao looked at the phone in fear, frantically flipping through it from beginning to end.

"Mr. Zhao Hongfei, don't you suffer from paranoia?" Han Xiaodong looked at Teacher Zhao helplessly, but his heart was already rocking with joy.

"Hello!" Teacher Zhao was not reconciled, and got through the phone called Wenle.

"Hey, Teacher Zhao, what's the matter? Wait for me to find a convenient place." A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter, Teacher Zhao? Is there something wrong?" After a while, the voice on the other end of the phone asked.

"Mr. Wen, please send me that picture again yesterday." Zhao Hongfei tried not to sound hurried.

"What picture?" The other end of the phone asked suspiciously.

"That's...that's the one my student reported me!" Zhao Hongfei really got nervous at this moment.

"Students? How can there be any students? Didn't the teacher surnamed Bai report the last time the investigation was over? Why did another student report you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was clearly full of doubts.

"Didn't you send me the picture yesterday?" Zhao Hongfei's fear was evident in her tone.

"You made a mistake, Mr. Zhao, what picture did I send you?" The other end of the phone was a little impatient with this inexplicable question.

Teacher Zhao pressed the on-hook button, she felt a little dazed, how could she make a mistake?I clearly saw that picture!

"It's your fault, it must be your fault!" Teacher Zhao yelled hysterically, she absolutely did not believe that she would be wrong.

"What the hell am I doing?" Han Xiaodong spread his hands helplessly, joking, how could he admit that the push was pushed by Xiao K to Mr. Zhao through a dedicated line, and he withdrew it this morning, even if he went to the operator, he couldn't find it .

"Han Xiaodong! Don't pretend to be stupid! You admitted it yesterday!" Teacher Zhao roared angrily, and the fingers pointing at Han Xiaodong began to tremble.

Han Xiaodong didn't answer him, but pressed the play button of the recording pen, and played back the conversation and beating process from yesterday, and only after the end, did he ask:
"Mr. Zhao, what have I admitted?"

Zhao Hongfei was completely stupid this time. During the entire recording process, Han Xiaodong did not admit anything. He only said that he would report her for money to make up lessons, but he never said that he had reported her.

Teacher Zhao finally realized that he had been fooled, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he went straight to the recording pen and rushed over. Because the distance was too close, Han Xiaodong was taken aback by Teacher Zhao's sudden rush. I stumbled and the recording pen fell out of my hand

Teacher Zhao hurriedly picked up the recording pen, ran back, and accidentally bumped into a pile of debris.

This bump was not light, and Teacher Zhao felt pain in her legs, and couldn't help bending down. At the moment of bending down, she suddenly saw a rusty lock lying in the pile of debris!
Teacher Zhao's heart moved, he stretched out his hand to grab the lock, turned around and walked out of the water room door, closed the door, and locked it tightly with a click.

Teacher Zhao standing outside the door smiled triumphantly when he heard the sound of Han Xiaodong slapping the door angrily.