"Are you willing to believe me?"
Lu Ze suddenly asked.
Chen Chen did not answer.
To him, this question was too distant and unrealistic.
He did not have the time nor the right to fantasize and dream anymore.
Lu Ze could roughly understand what he was thinking. He didn't continue.
She raised her hand and gently patted his head.
"Let's not talk about this for now. We'll practice with Mo Rui at school tomorrow.”
"After the competition, I will give you some advice on giving up B-Box and not studying.”
"If you're willing, your future path won't be difficult.”
"If you insist on your own thoughts, I will give you my blessings.”
Then, Lu Ze left.
This matter could not be accomplished overnight.
He did have a vague plan in his heart.
It could help Chen Chen continue his dream and solve the problems he was currently facing.
He still needed to think carefully about the joints and then tell him after the game.
He believed that Chen Chen would accept it.
Some things were given out as charity.
However, there were still some things that were given out as appreciation.
Lu Ze's feelings for Chen Chen belonged to the latter, not just because he was his student.
On the last day of the week.
The head of the Year Department suddenly called all the teachers for an emergency meeting.
To be precise, it was a 'lambasting meeting' about Lu Ze.
He had been reported.
The reason given by the director was very simple.
"You're not doing your job properly in class with your students, and you're arrogant and domineering in front of your colleagues after class. He brought his students to play with all kinds of things that only the blind people in society could do. This made his students start to have ideas and do these things.”
Sitting below the stage and listening to the head of the grade's criticism, Lu Ze only smiled faintly.
However, he did not care at all.
As for why he was laughing, it was because he had discovered something very interesting.
There were more than 30 teachers in the meeting room.
Almost everyone was desperately trying to draw a clear line between them.
She felt that he was an anomaly.
Wasn't this the treatment that Class 17 usually received from all the other classes?
He had always thought that he was assimilating Class 17, but in the end, he had accidentally been assimilated by Class 17.
But that was good too.
In any case, in the hearts of these teachers, he should have the evaluation of a "useless teacher".
The loser teacher led the loser class.
There seemed to be no problem.
After the head of the grade finished talking about Lu Ze's various problems, he finally stopped to drink some water.
He cleared his throat and said.
"Teacher Lu, why don't you say a few words too? What are you thinking?”
Lu Ze turned off his phone and looked around.
Then, he asked a very nonsensical question.
"Did they kill anyone?"
The head teacher frowned.
"Did you set fire to it?"
"Did you steal, rob, and break the school's rules at will? Did you run into a class to disturb the class and affect the students?”
Lu Ze's voice grew louder, but he still restrained himself.
Then, he muttered to himself.
"I don't think so?"
"Even!"
Lu Ze paused.
"They even brought the other students to play with the things you guys say. They've never done such a thing before, right?”
"Then have you ever thought about why the students in your class are starting to get restless like you said?”
The atmosphere was quiet. No one spoke or refuted.
At the very least, everything Lu Ze said so far was right.
If they wanted to refute, they wouldn't be able to.
Lu Ze continued.
"That's because you've never put yourselves in their shoes.”
The older teachers looked up at Lu Ze.
But Lu Ze didn't stop.
"How old are they? Sixteen, sixteen, seventeen, what do you like to do? What hobbies? What did he want to do and what did he not want to do? Do you know?"
"I don't know."
Lu Ze said as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and threw a few to the male teachers who he knew usually smoked.
Ignite took a puff and continued.
"You guys are always using your experiences in your thirties and forties to gauge their inner thoughts.”
"You can already see the end of your lives. You have no dreams, no hobbies, and are so numb that you are almost stiff.”
" But you have never put yourselves in their shoes. Why should you demand and define them with your boring lives?”
"Why?"
Lu Ze repeated.
He questioned everyone.
It also tortured their hearts.
At this moment, outside the meeting room, an old man was holding a thermos in his hand and leaning against the door to listen.
Suddenly, he grinned.
"This kid is interesting."
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