Chapter 260: False dreams, doubts, denials.

...... real nightmare.

Another Xiaochi Chi-related nightmare.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why his private conversations with Xiaochi Chi in his dreams were recorded and played in public.

Thinking about this, his whole person will be strangely relaxed.

As the murmur of voices grew, more and more teachers came to the broadcast room, surrounding the gold medalist teacher in silence.

Facing the gaze of Ms. Li in the broadcasting room, Shoucheng Zhu gave a dry laugh, took a step backward, and turned his head to look at the face of his familiar colleague.

The strange and unfamiliar gaze was like a glue poured over his head, splashed his face, shame like acid burning against Shoucheng Zhu's cheeks, wanting to scorch a layer of skin from his face.

The feeling was so real that Shoucheng Zhu laughed strangely, opened his arms and faced the source of the nasty recording, posing fearlessly, and said loudly, "Okay, once is not enough, twice is not enough, give me a third time, right?"

The teachers in the room were all stunned by his semi-crazy appearance and looked at each other in disbelief. A large and waist-strong male teacher with the school's equipment tuner unceremoniously pushed past Shoucheng Zhu, who was blocking the doorway, and entered the broadcasting room: "What the hell is this? It's not right for the children to hear it!"

Li teacher palpitating glance at the red eyes of Shoucheng Zhu , sweating, said: "I do not know, the equipment suddenly went out of control ......"

During the emergency repair, the filthy sound continued in stereoscopic 3D surround, and already classroom teachers were folding back into the classroom, hastily organizing students to leave the classroom and temporarily go to the playground for shelter.

However, the loudspeaker for eye exercise was connected to all the classrooms of the school, and the sound faintly coming from each classroom, ghostly, bounced and echoed in the daytime campus.

Some students already recognized whose voice was on the radio.

Students at this age can never hide anything, and as soon as they find out, they immediately spread the whispers.

But no matter how much the outside world is talking, Shoucheng Zhu himself has gradually calmed down.

After two experiences, Shoucheng Zhu is unlikely to be afraid of a third.

He looked contemptuously askance at the young junior teachers who were pointing at him and repeatedly reminded himself that he could not lose any more to illusion.

If he is composed enough, he can take control of his dreams and wake up from his own bed ......

While Shoucheng Zhu was repeatedly convincing himself, the vice principal arrived in a hurry with a sullen face.

When he ran into Shoucheng Zhu standing in front of the broadcasting room like he was nothing, the vice principal's pale face showed a bit of anger, but more than that, he was incredulous.

...... Shoucheng Zhu is the signature teacher of their school, the second oldest in qualification, the third in the list of gold medal teachers in front of the school, and can be considered one of the faces of the whole middle school, how could he do such disgusting things to the children?

The vice president was too late to reprimand him, first asked the commissioner when the equipment could be repaired, and got a vague "I'll take another look", was already a bit angry, when he turned his head and saw Shoucheng Zhu's face that forcibly pretended to be indifferent, his expression was a bit colder, and even the courtesy was omitted: "Come to my office: "Come to my office."

Shoucheng Zhu decided not to listen to the reassignment of this dream NPC: "I'm not going."

The vice principal's anger rose steeply: "What does 'not going' mean?"

Shoucheng Zhu remained silent, and this silence undoubtedly angered the vice president even more.

He pointed to the nearest classroom speaker, his fingers trembling with anger: "Don't tell me that you really did this mess?

"Yes." Since he knew he was in a dream, what did Shoucheng Zhu dare not admit, "So what if it's me?"

The people around the room turned pale in unison, and even the vice principal didn't look back for a moment.

He ...... even just admitted it? And as if he had done some glorious deed that he deserved?

Hearing the young teachers behind him unable to hold back their curses, the vice principal held back and held back. Finally, for the sake of the school's face, he turned to the two male teachers teaching the second year and said, "Mr. Hou, Mr. Chen, invite Mr. Zhu to my office."

Shoucheng Zhu did not resist when confronted by the two tall and dark-faced young men.

He doesn't want to be beaten in his dreams even if he's not afraid of the dreamer.

As he walked through the crowd, he saw a circle of surprised and hateful eyes, Shoucheng Zhu was so happy that he wanted to scream out loud.

I never thought it would feel so good to have my secret exposed in public!

The secret in his heart sunken pressure for many years, almost to cover the canker sores, now suddenly see the light of day, he was depressed for a long time in the heart of the window a breeze, relaxed to the internal organs and limbs, feeling that they can fly next second.

He marched past the crowd with his head held high, as if he were a general on glorious parade.

After inviting Shoucheng Zhu to the vice principal's office, the two men discussed the matter and determined that the other man had no classes for the last two periods of the morning, so they simply stood guard in the office to prevent Shoucheng Zhu from escaping.

Shoucheng Zhu also changed from his usual mild-mannered demeanor and sat down sashayingly in the vice president's office chair, relaxing his spirit and waiting to wake up from his dream.

However, as time went on, the office was still the same office and the guards were still the same two guards.

Shoucheng Zhu's sweat glands, which had dried up, began to secrete hot, itchy sweat outward again.

...... this dream, is it overgrown?

......

Before the afternoon class, Xiaochi Chi, who has started at the same time as the public junior high school where Shoucheng Zhu teaches, is in her seat, revising her book, while her deskmate is chewing on a pencil next to her, studying the practice problems the math teacher assigned in the morning and said to be taught in the afternoon.

The table studied for a while, found that the research could not be done, so they turned their big heads to Xiaochi Chi, suggesting, "Table, carry forward the spirit of communist internationalism."

Xiaochi Chi didn't even look up: "Choice D."

The table is angry: "Choose you a big head D, function problem you choose D. You simply did not listen to me, you do not have a fucking heart I."

Xiaochi Chi just wanted to speak, the class teacher stood at the door with an extremely bad face: "...... Chi Xiao , you come out for a moment."

The table gloats, "Ooh, a big gift for the start of the school year."

Xiaochi Chi didn't say a word and slapped his backhanded exercise book, which he had filled to the brim, onto his face.

Two minutes later, the classroom teacher and Xiaochi Chi were looking at each other in the cramped office.

The classroom teacher is holding a recording that a classmate who graduated from the same teacher's college as him and teaches at the public junior high school next door came to school at lunchtime today and gave it to him.

The original words of the classmates were: "Our school math group teachers met today in an emergency, all remembered that before the holidays, Mr. Zhu refused several students' parents' requests for extra lessons, saying that they were going to give extra lessons to a neighbor's child named ' Chi Xiao '. I heard you mention that there is a student in your class with extraordinarily good parents called ...... Xiaochi Chi , right?"

The class teacher turned blue, not knowing how to face Xiaochi Chi's frank and clear eyes.

He pulled the stool for Xiaochi Chi and politely asked him to sit down: " Chi Xiao , where did you go on your summer ...... vacation? What did you do?"

Xiaochi Chi is righteous: "Do your homework at home."

Knowing the seriousness of the matter, the class teacher saw him so serious, half smiling, anxious as if burning, but could only hold his temper and gradually ask: "Then what? In addition to writing homework?"

"Followed my brother for extra lessons, skating, watching movies, eating ice, playing billiards, going to game halls, visiting haunted houses, and taking a two-day trip out of town to see the Yellow Crane Tower and eat hot noodles ......"

After a long and complicated count, Xiaochi Chi cut to the chase: "Oh, yes, I also took some tutorials with Mr. Zhu next door."

The class teacher's heart fell heavily downward, the body could not help but lean forward, the look added a few more anxious: "He did to you ...... cough, what did you do?"

Xiaochi Chi looked puzzled, but counted obediently, "Mr. Zhu took me fishing, ate grilled fish, took me home for tutoring, and treated me to green bean lollipops."

The more the class teacher listened, the whiter her face became: "Did he do anything else to you?"

To the class teacher's surprise, Xiaochi Chi shook her head and said cheerfully, "No."

"...... no?"

The classroom teacher remembers the unpleasant recording he received, and after listening to it with trepidation, he literally almost threw up.

He suspected that Xiaochi Chi was too young to understand what he was being hurt by, and changed his expression several times before finally making up his mind to ask.

The class teacher softened her voice: " Chi Xiao , you frankly say to the teacher, did Mr. Zhu do something ...... not quite right to you?"

Xiaochi Chi wondered, "What is 'something not quite right'?"

The class teacher was so anxious that he almost stomped his feet, his heart crossed, and asked a series of questions: "Did he touch the hidden parts of your body? Did he ask you to go to his bedroom? Has ...... ever kissed or hugged you?"

Xiaochi Chi blinked and gave the exact same answer as earlier, "No."

The class teacher where to talk to students about such private matters, face rose a red, patient coaxing: " Chi Xiao , no matter what Mr. Zhu threatened you, now he has no way to hurt you. You can tell the teacher the truth, don't be afraid."

Xiaochi Chi, however, smiled brightly, "Teacher, Mr. Zhu didn't do anything to me. I followed his tutoring for half a month, and then Mr. Zhu fell ill and was hospitalized, so I didn't go to his house anymore."

The class teacher was skeptical: "Really?"

Xiaochi Chi nodded, "Yeah. But fortunately he was sick."

The class teacher's heart that had just been put down tightened up again in an instant: "What?"

Xiaochi Chi lowered his voice and assumed the posture of talking to a trusted elder about his little secret: "Teacher, I'll tell you, you don't tell others ah. Mr. Zhu always said some strange things to me, I listened very uncomfortable, in fact, I wanted to pretend to be sick and not go, and then Mr. Zhu himself was sick ......"

"Strange words?"

"Hmm." Xiaochi Chi dug in his pocket and pulled out a tape recorder and sold his teammate with a straight face, "My mom told me to record every time I went to Mr. Zhu's house so I could come back and study. I think Mr. Zhu sometimes has a strange attitude towards me, but do not dare to tell my mother, so I took the recording to my neighbor's brother to listen. My brother listened to it and told me not to get close to Mr. Zhu and not to tell anyone else. ...... He said a bunch of things that I didn't really understand."

The class teacher looked at Xiaochi Chi's appearance, indeed, did not look like he had been hurt, secretly relieved, and took the recorder he handed over, intending to send it to his classmates to listen to it, looking for clues.

After putting the recorder away, the class teacher couldn't help but ask him, "Why didn't your brother let you tell anyone about it?"

Xiaochi Chi eyes suddenly emerged some strange emotions, and his youthful and tender face does not match, as if the blade of a previous life cut through the heart once again.

But soon, that hint of incongruity disappeared without a trace on his face.

Xiaochi Chi leaned back and licked his lips, "...... because no one would believe me at all."

Once it was determined that the victim was not Xiaochi Chi, the classroom teacher was not completely reassured.

This means that the real victim has not yet been found.

In contrast, Shoucheng Zhu's colleagues are the ones who are really burnt out.

The audio was played over and over again, and after repeatedly confirming that one of the main characters was Shoucheng Zhu, the teachers again disputed the name of the victim.

When Shoucheng Zhu recited the child's name, the tone was soft and ambiguous, not knowing whether it was Chi Xiao, Xiao Chi, Xiao Shi, Xiao Zhi, or Xiao Zhi, while Shoucheng Zhu swept away his indifferent attitude when he was caught in the morning, refusing to admit a single word and only hiding in the vice principal's office.

In any case, the date of the recording is unknown, and the specific victim is even more unknown, and could even be any of the boys taught by Shoucheng Zhu.

The equipment that had been damaged for no apparent reason was not repaired until after the third period bell rang. And one noon was enough time for the students to parrot this new thing that happened in school to their parents.

Several parents had already accompanied their children to school before afternoon classes, asking seriously what had happened and why indecent audio related to the teacher and their children had been played.

The classroom teachers gave a few pale explanations and finally managed to coax the questioning parents away first.

However, what comes around will always come around.

Early the next morning, the road outside the school, directly by the parents who had spent the night exchanging information with each other angrily to the point of blocking a waterfall.