Chapter 9 seven (1)

The third letter after Xu Qijun left happened to be written on Double Tenth, and it was delivered to Ms. Mei on the 28th.This is a long letter written on three sheets of paper.Ms. Mei read it twice, but only three big words came out in front of her eyes: don't worry!This friend who knows her best, thousands of miles away, and also on that fateful day, has spent so much ink and ink, is it just this old-fashioned "worried"?Naturally, Xu Qijun's sincere friendship is absolutely different from the "uneasy" atmosphere mixed here, but Ms. Mei still feels the same disgust.

She lazily tossed the letter away, letting out a sigh of relief.The life that seemed to be rolling in the mud for half a month unfolded upside down on her brain.Yesterday I was drunk in the Hui mansion, learning how to ride a horse from Miss Yang, and shooting wild dogs with a pistol; the day before yesterday I was watching Li Wuji whine, curse, and finally shed tears; What about the day before yesterday?Five days, six days, a week ago?Jealous, envious eyes; pursed mouth; intimacy in the front, sneer behind the back; obliquely flattering shoulders, courting surroundings; criticism among themselves, passers-by's pointing, misty rumors ;many faces, many voices, many fishing arms waiting, many fawning smiles; like an old photographic negative, everything is blurred.Finally came a sharp never-fading scene: the night of Double Ten!Isn't that the sound of spring thunder?Isn't that the salute of the adjutants in the headquarters?Isn't that the kind words of Mr. Hui?

Ms. Mei shook her head as if she didn't want to recall any more, as if shaking off those phantoms, she stood up clearly and walked around the room. She felt that she had indeed come to the top of the cone.God knows, she didn't mean to run like that.Living in such an environment and encountering so many impromptu chances, any smart and beautiful woman will inevitably run away like this?Playing this set of dangerous tricks, she herself has absolutely no worries about the five classics of Confucianism that others worry about.When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was listed as "Poetry", "Li", she could trust her own strength, and she could not bear any speculation that hurt her self-esteem—even if it was a friendly love for her.She wasn't without anxiety, however.Can you live on top of the spire?It was this question that she wished someone would come and talk to her about.But Xu Qijun is only "worried", how annoying!

In her rage, Ms. Mei also confused the boundaries of time; she even forgot that when Xu Qijun wrote that letter, she didn't know about her new trick here.She just felt that Xu Qijun also looked down on her like the rest of the people here—male teachers and female teachers, at best, out of good intentions. "Still no one really understands me!" This sad thought began to slam into Ms. Mei's heart.She paced the room more rapidly.Then, smiling as if she had given up everything, she left the bedroom and went to chat with Zhang Yifang. According to Ms. Mei's cold observation over the past few days, Zhang Yifang is still good friends after all.She didn't—at least she didn't express the uneasy attitude of others who feared that Mrs. May had done something wrong.But for some reason, Zhang Yifang, who is usually lively, has become depressed recently.She was loose on the bed, and when she saw Ms. Mei coming in, she only moved her eyelids, but didn't make a sound.In front of her was a stack of letters covered with stamps.

"Are you okay?" Ms. Mei asked casually, and sat in a chair by the window, but she couldn't help but look sideways at the stack of letters beside Zhang Yifang.Apparently these were express letters, and none of them seemed to have been opened. Zhang Yifang smiled and shook her head, expressing a negative welcome. "Didn't it mean to go to Zhongshan to have dinner and enjoy the moon tonight? I'm afraid I can't! Look at the clouds in the sky." Ms. Mei looked at the twilight cloud that wriggled like a white sheep outside the window, and said slowly. "I will not go!"

"Don't go? Why don't you go! Mr. Lu initiated it!" On the word "you", Ms. Mei involuntarily paused; although she immediately eased it with a gentle smile, there was already a repercussion.Zhang Yifang jumped up as if receiving a needle, and hastily retorted: "Why does 'I' have to go? Why does it seem like an accident that I don't go? Mei, you too—so—haven’t been exempt! " Ms. Mei looked at Zhang Yifang as if she was very apologetic, searching for a suitable excuse; but suddenly she received a strange sentence that made her heart skip a beat:

"Isn't it ridiculous that he throws all these letters in front of me because I don't intend to go?" these letters?Whose—her letter!Ms. Mei suddenly remembered who said that there is another "she" who writes an express letter to the principal here from far away Nanjing every week; ?She thought she understood the reason for Zhang Yifang's depression recently, but what could she say, other than sympathizing silently. Ms. Zhang smiled unnaturally again; she walked up to Ms. Mei, and seemed to say softly to herself: "Who bothers to read these letters! Tear them up and it's over!"

"Is there no other way?" Ms. Mei unconsciously spit out such a sentence.Unexpectedly, it immediately aroused an unusual response: "Any other method? It's all the same sentence! Do you want me to find it? Huh! Don't do it! Do you want him to find it? This is his method. Keep it intact and hide it. Love one when you see one; when you love, It’s so good, if you don’t let you go, you will almost kneel down and cry if you don’t want to go to the dinner party; when you turn your back, you forget everything, and prepare a big box to receive the express letter! Thinking about it is disgusting, I like it What a fool to write express letters!"

Zhang Yifang couldn't help laughing again as she said that, she retreated to lie on the bed, and pushed all the letters to the ground with one hand. One after another, these very thick envelopes fell in embarrassment, groaning like weak sighs, and lay there strangely still.Ms. Mei looked blankly, and an imaginary sad face appeared in front of her eyes, and she looked at Zhang Yifang on the bed with her teary eyes.Er'er, the tearful and sad face moved forward again, and fell directly on Zhang Yifang's face, and then disappeared. It's not that Zhang Yifang's black eyes are watery!These hallucinations—perhaps they were real—moved Ms. Mei a lot.She walked slowly to the bed, thinking about how to speak, and suddenly the "sincerity" that had been hidden for a long time rolled into her heart; it was actually a rare opportunity, and she couldn't think of other appropriate words, she Started to say politely:

"That may not be the case. However, we are the third party, only the third party's point of view. Yi, I think you have heard the gossip in the school. Of course, you don't need to take it to heart. But the fact is like this: a story that people see Come on, your status is weird, and the second is the dormitory in the school, after all, it is a public place. Because we live close, many strange inquiries will come to me, and every time I warn them not to talk nonsense. Some boring people I always like to talk, and recently they used me as a material again. I just ignore it! Anyway, I won’t drag the school down because of me. But you guys, it’s a little different: I think it’s more appropriate to rent a house outside. ... Please don't get me wrong, I sincerely want to be good friends with you: I don't think it's good to have you here and we talk about it from time to time? But it's better to take a long-term view. Please trust me, Yi , I will never speak ill of you behind your back!"

There was a momentary silence.Zhang Yifang's dark eyes fixed on Ms. Mei.Then, she lowered her head and laughed softly, grabbed Ms. Mei's hand and shook it firmly, as if to say "I understand you now".Now the pale yellow eyes have sneaked into this small room, and a crow is standing on the ridge opposite the window, hoarsely calling.Zhang Yifang suddenly stood up and said: "Forget it! Let's go to Zhongshan for a while. It's getting late." "It's not too early, and the person who urged me has also come!" This echoed sentence came from the door.Ms. Mei turned her face away and saw Zhou Pingquan in front, followed by Principal Lu.This not tall young man was a little surprised when he looked at the express letter underground, and his pale cheeks were faintly red. Ms. Mei stood by and pursed her lips and smiled. When we arrived at Zhongshan, a full moon had already struggled out of the clouds.The food and wine were brought from the city, full of three picks.There are nearly 30 teachers and staff in the whole school, and they squeeze a rather large Daigo Pavilion so hard that they can't turn around.After all, Zhang Yifang was here, Principal Lu was very happy, his rough voice filled the room almost without a break.A new rape case in the city has been a hot topic since the beginning.Everyone is a new character who has broken the old ethics, of course, their mouths are not covered, and when the alcohol is on their cheeks, the noisy discussions are surprisingly naked.Because it was said that physical education teacher Qian Mazi once went to see the naked "adulterate adulterer" who was tied up in one place, so Wu Xingchuan, a physics and chemistry teacher, suggested that Qian Mazi have a detailed report. Four or five people gathered around Qian Mazi, shouting in confusion: "Why don't you say it? A jug of wine is fined! Does anyone agree with it—do you agree?" "Yes! Give him three minutes to hesitate!" "It's not enough to talk, you have to act! Who doesn't know that Qian Mazi is an expert in acting!" Are you acting?interesting!Qian Mazi's wine-red eyes sparkled even more; he grinned wildly, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the group of female teachers.However, he was unexpectedly short of breath, the small mouths that had been smiling were now tightly closed, and he didn't hear anyone applaud for the "performance". "Hmph! This group of fake Taoism is not thorough!" Qian Mazi thought angrily, subconsciously picked up the wine glass and took a big sip. "It's not been three minutes! Are you going to be punished honestly?" Li Wuji happened to be sitting with Qian Mazi, so he said this softly with a sneer. "And at least one pot!" Wu Xingchuan followed up with another sentence, and suddenly stretched out his hand to snatch Qian Mazi's wine glass. "Bah! Wang Ba only drinks fine wine! What's the point of just talking. You all rely on your mouth to eat, so you should be the ones to say it! Acting is my housekeeping skill. I won't say it. Drinking fine wine is forgetfulness!Find someone to perform with me, that's fine! " Everyone was stunned, followed by bursts of laughter.Qian Mazi squinted his drunken eyes proudly, and just slid towards the red lips and soft chest; the pockmarks on his face shone like oil.Finally, Principal Lu said with a stiff tongue: "Who proposed to perform? Let him be your opponent." No one remembers who it is, but everyone thinks whoever they think of as the proposer just now, and screams.The person being called immediately responded in the same way.Many stiff voices collided with each other amidst the idiot's laughter, and it became more and more intense like a storm; suddenly someone picked up chopsticks and slammed on the edge of the table, but it was Li Wuji.Everyone stopped their tongues in surprise, and all their eyes turned to the shaggy-haired boy, but Qian Mazi's yell like shouting a password aroused frenzied Sina head: "I remember, it's Mismei! Her proposal!" Immediately echoed, many mouths called "Miss May" in random places, and there were some strange sounds of sensuality in between.The wine glass fell to the floor and the chair overturned.No one pays attention.Almost all eyes were focused on Ms. Mei's graceful body.The flat-faced Zhao Peishan lowered her head and smiled, a little gloating. Ms. Mei was unusually still.She put down the apple she was peeling in her hand, glanced sharply at the crowd, grinned, and said nothing. "If the audience passed it unanimously, don't pretend to be stupid!" "If you don't perform, you will be fined for drinking!" "What did you say! Drinking alcohol? We're going to perform!" "Show! Ha, ha, ha, fun!" Such short sentences rained down on Ms. Mei's face amidst laughter.A few "well-behaved" gentlemen didn't speak, but they laughed and used the tone of "Hush! Shh!" to urge the opening of the stage to boost the momentum.Some legs danced under the table.The sound of the kicking of leather boots became more intense and frantic.Suddenly Qian Mazi screamed strangely, and slapped the shoulders of the neighbors on the left and right with both hands. Huo Di stood on the chair, shouted the tune of "la-la" when playing football, and waved his arms like two oars.Unintelligible sentences, almost hoarse laughter, rolled around the room.Almost half of the people stood up from their seats, staring at their blood-red eyes, trying to make their words reveal this crazy noise.A hand from the next seat suddenly pressed Ms. Mei's shoulder and shook it!do not know who.However, a burst of applause seemed to spurt from the ground, shaking the cups and plates on the table to jingle.Zhou Pingquan, who was sitting under Ms. Mei's left shoulder, turned his face and said with a sigh of relief: "What a nonsense! Mei, you can't hide this time!" "What are you hiding!" It was a thunderous answer.Suddenly all the noise stopped.The stunned eyes of the exchange seemed to ask: What did she say?Ms. Mei smiled and repeated in a very round voice: "What are you hiding? This is an unprecedented new undertaking. It's a pity that there is no reporter here to respectfully record it and publish it in tomorrow's "New Chuannan Daily" to open the eyes of the whole Luzhou city to know what the behavior of the new character is like. Supernatural, capable of whimsical respect for women!" Smiling softly again, Ms. Mei left her seat lightly and walked out into the courtyard. The round moon is hanging on the top of the pine trees, and the cool wind is blowing in chunks.Daigo Pavilion was as silent as death.Gradually, some noisy voices came again, but they were not as arrogant as before.After all, the menacing gentlemen are just demons who pretend to be drunk!The unprecedented thing is not what they dared to do!Ms. Mei thought it was ridiculous, but she couldn't help feeling empty and sad.This group of people, the "upstarts" who have followed the wave of new thinking, are also worthy of reforming education and transforming society!They are fed by "overthrowing the old ethics", just like their predecessors were fed by "Shi Yunzi said", and just like the "master" who is "responsible for advocating" is still fed by warlords.Mrs. Mei has absolutely contempt for this group of people.But what about herself?It's not just for eating; Ms. Mei can't deny it, but she doesn't want to accept the truth; she sighs sullenly, thinking to herself: I'm here to escape, to watch tricks! But this justification only made her more bored.Her intention was not just to eat or watch tricks.What ideal, what longing, drove her out of the family!There is no clear goal of self-consciousness, but there is indeed a force—a force that has occupied her whole heart at some point, perhaps it is the awareness of self-worth, or the pursuit of the meaning of life, which makes her feel at times. The vicissitudes of the environment made her rush forward; she has not rushed out now, but her eyes are still full of dullness and gray. These dark thoughts surfaced in her consciousness for only a moment.There was a new madness in the Daigo Pavilion, which was only a foot away from her, and a burst of applause that overwhelmed the sound of laughter and words rushed out of the door.Ms. Mei turned her head and saw Zhao Peishan's horrified flat face, and some arms that seemed to be grabbing around the poor lady, ready to outflank her strategy.The boozy gentlemen picked up the spikeless thing this time.Fierce indignation suddenly erupted in Ms. Mei's chest. She took a step forward and rushed in like a soldier to help, but bumped her head against a person by the door.The fluffy long hair brushed her face, and Madam Mei immediately knew that there was no other but Li Wuji. "Don't go in! It's a mess!" Li Wuji stopped and said, blocking the door frame, as if to prevent Ms. Mei from going in and going through danger. "Get out of the way! It's too wrong to joke with this poor man!" Ms. Mei scolded angrily, her sharp eyes shot on Li Wuji's face.This immediately attracted the attention inside the door, many mouths were closed, only Zhang Yifang's innocent laughter echoed in the air.Zhao Peishan took this opportunity to run out quickly, but recklessly bumped into Li Wuji, pressing her flat face against the chest of the tall Chinese teacher.She hastily balanced her body, but the new laughter inside the door seemed to startle her, she suddenly cried out hysterically, and threw herself against the door frame. Madam Mei couldn't help but also smiled.When she pulled Zhao Peishan up, Zhou Pingquan and Zhang Yifang also arrived, followed by Principal Lu.Zhao Peishan covered her flat face with both hands, and didn't say a word, refusing to raise her head. "It won't work if you continue to make trouble—it won't work. Secretary Zhao, go in, go in; I, I promise." Principal Lu said hurriedly.The two or three male teachers who had been crowded by the door for a long time also came to be the headmaster's answer.Everyone fooled around like a play for a while, and finally separated Zhao Peishan's hands from her face, and only then saw that her eyebrows, which had been rubbed with heavy Qingdai, were messed up and unsightly. Everyone feels full; and tired.Soon after, the whole team went back to school.On the way, Qian Mazi sang his lala tune again, and the rest of the people were still smiling and talking in good spirits; Ms. Mei was full of discomfort and never spoke, but when she was about to enter the city gate, she Suddenly she turned around and smiled at Li Wuji, as if she knew how this shadow-like figure following her was paying attention to her expression, she whispered the following words: "Don't bother writing those letters to me anymore. The huge waves of life have caused me to walk on the narrow road in front of me. I probably have to keep going forward! Danger? It is Zhao Peishan who is in danger! If I had been in danger two years earlier If I meet you, then my answer may satisfy you, but now, no! It’s not that there are other people in my imagination, it’s just a simple no! I’ve made up my mind to go alone in the sea of ​​people! Please understand me He is a man with a strong will and likes to follow the path he has chosen. Only in this way can our friendship be maintained forever. Please stop writing those letters and concentrate on studying your history of Chinese literature.” Seeing that Li Wuji lowered his head and did not answer, Ms. Mei felt her heart soften, but she immediately bit her lip and forced a wry smile, and added softly: "It's a pity that I don't even have a girl! Otherwise—" Suddenly she swallowed again, as if she didn't want to see any more tragic scenes, she quickly turned her face away, and quickly ran to the front of Zhang Yifang and the others. Zhao Peishan was talking next to Zhou Pingquan's ear, but when she saw Ms. Mei approaching, her words were unnaturally cut off, but there was an undisguised suspicion and fear from the corners of her eyes.Zhou Pingquan also smiled strangely, lowered his head and just walked away.Ms. Mei glanced at them attentively, then approached Zhang Yifang, as if to break the dullness, and said with a smile on purpose: "Do you think it smells like this? It's hard!" "Probably because of the smell of sweat. When I ate just now, it was very hot, and I always sweated." Ms. Mei laughed loudly, put her nose on Zhang Yifang's collar and sniffed, then raised her voice and said: "I don't believe it. I heard that your sweat is fragrant—but, Yi, why doesn't Zhao Peishan smell very good?" The second half of the sentence was in a low voice, but Zhang Yifang couldn't help but jump.She turned her face to look at Ms. Mei for a few seconds, and then answered frankly: "Timid people are always like this. Mei, why do you bother!" "I have to worry about it, because she seems to be afraid of me. What is it that makes her afraid?" This time it was Zhang Yifang who laughed loudly.She grabbed Ms. Mei's hand, shook it firmly, and then said slowly: "It's you who scare people! Didn't you say that it's a pity that there is no reporter present? She is afraid that you will really do it. She is afraid that she will be involved and make people laugh." "Then explain it. Zhao Peishan felt that what happened tonight was a hindrance to her reputation; although it has passed, she is afraid that you will tell outsiders. She said: If what happened tonight gets out, she will lose face I'm going to be a teacher here." Zhou Pingquan, who was a few steps ahead, also came closer to join the discussion; her voice was very low, and she kept looking at Zhao Peishan, who was hurriedly walking ahead in panic.A mixture of contempt and pity with a bit of embarrassment elongated Ms. Mei's smiling face: she sneered and pondered for a while, then gave a serious answer: "Do you have to be afraid of this? Please rest assured." Forget it. But there are too many people talking, and it’s impossible to guard against.” We have no more words.Now that they have reached the city street near the Three Archway, a group of male teachers in front of them are also silent, assuming the attitude of "being a teacher".Madam Mei looked up at the bright moon and moved her legs mechanically.A helpless sneer was suppressed in her throat, she hated those trivial and vulgar things around, and at the same time thought that she had become a "dangerous person" in this strange environment, and was subject to unreasonable suspicion everywhere, and felt at a loss again the loneliness. Two days and three days passed in numbness again.Rumors grew unconsciously and spread to everyone's mouth.Zhao Peishan's worries became reality.But perhaps it was Zhao Peishan's private rejoicing that the terrible rumor did not focus on her alone, but spread to the whole school.This "muddy the water" caused a few people's unhappiness.One afternoon, Ms. Mei was resting on her bed when she heard some chattering in the next room.It was the voice of two people.The words "unconnected" fell into Ms. Mei's ears, and it was clear that the subject of discussion was a rumor in the past.Madam Mei jumped up impatiently and took a few steps.The chirping private discussions fell silent.The sunlight outside the window is slightly westward, and the wind blows a few autumn leaves from the partition wall to fall into the patio.Ms. Mei suddenly remembered Miss Yang's appointment, so she picked up her handbag and was about to go out, when suddenly a loud, single voice came from the next room, as if deliberately trying to be heard: "Why don't you make trouble from inside! Of course it's her! Originally, her reputation is so good, and within a hundred miles around, who doesn't know her name? Does she still have scruples? Now she has dragged everyone into the muddy water. It's her method. I really want to resign immediately, so I don't have to bear a bad reputation for others!" I could hear every word very clearly, and it was determined that it was Mrs. Fan's Zhu Jie's accent; Ms. Mei smiled, turned and left.She remembered that there was no Zhu Jie at the dinner party that night, but she was so angry. She thought that the rumors must be very powerful. How surprised were those fragile women who pretended to be liberated?Ms. Mei suddenly felt a malicious pleasure.She doesn't mind other people's slander against her—it's her who insisted that she was the first to spread the rumors; is she also so superficial, and is it worth getting angry about it? Thinking this way, just as she reached the west end of the dormitory's outer corridor, someone called her from behind.It turned out to be Zhou Pingquan, with a serious look on his face.In her room, there is Zhang Yifang.Apparently they're for that rumor again!Ms. Mei smiled secretly, entered the room and sat down and said straightforwardly: "It seems that you are also worried about that rumor? The best way is to ignore it! After a few days, it will disappear naturally." Zhou Pingquan and Zhang Yifang looked at each other and smiled without making a sound.But Ms. Mei deduced this meaning from their eyes: how?I had expected this to be the case!Feeling a little impatient, she added: "Perhaps their male gentlemen are also a little panicked? Since they are afraid of what others will say, why didn't they make trouble in the first place!" "It's not that simple." Zhou Pingquan slowly uttered this suspicious sentence. "It's not easy? It's just that some people say that this rumor is from the inside out, and I'm the suspect!" When she said this, Ms. Mei looked a little angry, so Zhang Yifang had to explain: "Don't get me wrong. I didn't suspect you. And if it's an ordinary rumor, I don't care at all. But this time the rumor has a background. The people who spread the rumor have a role. It is said that there is still a dispute between the old and the new. Oppose The folks at our school want to use this to bring us down!" "I just want to overthrow the whole thing! That's why I made up very strange things. You think, they said that we all spent the night at Zhongshan that night!" Zhou Pingquan hurriedly continued.I don't know if she was overly angry or timid, but her voice trembled slightly. "Is that so? That's nothing serious, just ignore it." Looking at the situation, there is nothing more to say, so Ms. Mei said calmly. "When someone hits you, don't you pay attention?" Zhou Pingquan retorted.It is rare for her to be so righteously indignant, but at this time, the impression she gave to Ms. Mei was only disgust; she remembered that when Qian Mazi was messing around that night, Zhou Pingquan was also the one who was hissing and yelling at the side. At that time, she probably didn't expect to be embarrassed today.Madam Mei couldn't help smiling.She looked sharply at Zhou Pingquan's face, and gave a rhetorical answer as if unwilling to argue: "Okay. Did you just take precautions when someone hit you?" Zhou Pingquan opened his eyes wide as if he didn't quite understand.Ms. Mei smiled, and went on to say: "The matter has long since passed, and the rumors have already spread throughout the city. Why bother with mediocrity and see it as something wrong. Besides, it's the gentlemen who are messing around. If they want to save it, they should try to save it. Who makes them so happy! I'm sorry, I'm leaving." "But now it's everyone's business. In the same school, there should be a sense of oneness and the same interests." Zhang Yifang, who had been silent for a while, suddenly said seriously.Ms. Mei, who had already turned around, also stopped.She glanced at Zhang Yifang's pointed face, which had become solemn, and replied excitedly: "Are they one with each other? How can they be one! When men want to play with women, they may feel that they are one with each other. When they can't get them, they are two. I don't believe that these are easy to obey! What kind of group, what kind of society, these things Words sound good on paper orally, but I have always been squeezed out by groups and indifferent by society. I ran into the society alone, would the society welcome me? Naturally, some individuals in the society would approach me with a smile Me, but they have another purpose. Neither of you agree with what I said? Forget it, originally I didn’t want people to agree, and I didn’t want to force others to agree. If everyone agrees with me, the matter in front of me It won't happen anymore. Even if we spend the night in Zhongshan, it has nothing to do with them! I'm sorry, I really have to go now; we will talk about it when we come back." Still smiling very softly, Ms. Mei hurried out, leaving Zhang Yifang and Zhou Pingquan looking at each other with frowning eyebrows, without speaking for a while. "Then, it's hopeless for her to seek help from Miss Yang." Finally, Zhou Pingquan breathed a sigh of relief and said in frustration. Zhang Yifang sneered and shook his head.But suddenly she jumped up and burst out two words from between her teeth: "Look!" "Look! Everyone has his own way! I can't believe she didn't fall in front of us one day!" Zhou Pingquan responded and became lively again.Now the direction of the conversation has changed to talking about Ms. Mei.As if he couldn't dispel the depression in his chest without cursing someone, Zhou Pingquan cited all the comments about Ms. Mei both inside and outside the school, and he was more proficient than memorizing.In their excited, darting conversation, Mrs. May becomes a schemer, a selfish person, a villain, a whore—in short, the face of shamelessness. A happy long laugh filled the room. While talking happily, a maid came in and invited them to the principal's office for a meeting.The little lips of both ladies were pursed.Immediately the hideous reality that governs the "life and death" of the school returned to their minds.What a disgusting meeting, just at this slippery and refreshing time!However, it is impossible not to go. When they arrived at the principal's office, Qian Mazi was giving his speech in the tone of shouting passwords.His short, up-and-down, and out-of-the-ordinary sentences have already made everyone present very impatient. Now seeing the two ladies flashing by the door, all heads turned to pay attention.Wu Xingchuan honestly and bluntly cut off Qian Mazi's words, and proposed a temporary motion: "Old Qian doesn't need to speak any more, just listen to Miss Zhou's report on the results of her contact!" Qian Mazi refused, blushed, and shouted louder: "One more thing. The county. There is evidence. Rumors and troubles are all, indeed, theirs!" "It's all stuff that everyone already knows. Thank you for sitting down! Time is precious!" Wu Xingchuan also shouted loudly.Qian Mazi straightened his neck and wanted to fight, but fortunately, a teacher sitting next to him forced him into the seat, which made room for Ms. Zhou to present her delicate and round conversation.She exaggeratedly reported Ms. Mei's attitude, and then followed up with a long article of cursing, and vaguely said that Ms. Mei Weishi was not one of the accomplices in spreading rumors, so she has become the public enemy of the whole school. Unexpected silence.None of the male teachers expressed any pleasure in Zhou Pingquan's triumphant revelation, but felt regretful instead.Moreover, Ms. Mei, who is regarded as the only athlete, has such a negative change, which also makes everyone feel gloomy.After several minutes, Li Wuji's leisurely voice broke the silence.He said something like this: According to his point of view, Ms. Mei has nothing to do with the rumors, and she is not necessarily unwilling to help; even if she once said something like what Zhou Pingquan reported, it was only because When she was in Zhongshan that night, she didn't agree with that kind of nonsense, so today she took the opportunity to complain; besides, she herself was embarrassed that night, and she couldn't help being a little girl's temper, so her attitude now is at most It can be said to be coquettish, not deliberately opposed or standing by. Li Wuji's opinion was immediately supported by several male teachers.It's not: it's not every man's wish to crowd out one of the cutest Ms. Mei and treat her as a public enemy.They have to maintain that she is still "my family" to feel at ease!Chen Juyin, a teacher of history and geography, supported Li Wuji more clearly, saying such a hearty sentence: "I advocate that one should be publicly named and then we can have a practical discussion with Ms. Mei." Zhou Pingquan's expression changed with anger, and he was about to protest violently, when he suddenly heard a "too difficult" sentence, which was said by Wu Xingchuan: "Even if I apologize to her and say that I had too much trouble with her that night, I should do it!" Someone actually applauded and smiled easily.Zhou Pingquan couldn't bear it anymore, glared at Wu Xingchuan and said: "Are you trying to curry favor with her? Hmph! She simply looks down on you stinky men!" "And she's very firm in her decision. She said she won't do it, so she won't do it. What she said to us just now came from her heart. It's not a complaint, especially not a coquettishness!" Seeing Zhou Pingquan's gaffe, Zhang Yifang hurriedly continued, trying to bring the debate back on track. "That's right! Just because Mi Sime is a person with opinions and is not muddle-headed, I don't believe that she will sympathize with the diehards outside." Li Wuji refuted Zhang Yifang's words. "There is no need to discuss it anymore. Send someone else to talk to her." Another Chinese teacher surnamed Hu interrupted loudly. "No, no! I don't approve of it anyway!" It was Zhou Pingquan's furious voice. "Let someone else approach it for now. If she still refuses, wouldn't you two have won?" Teacher Tao, sitting opposite Zhou Pingquan, spoke in a discussing tone.But Zhou Pingquan ignored him.Now the order is completely out of order.From tit-for-tat debates to intricate clamor, and then to one-on-one casual speeches.Principal Lu, who had been listening quietly from the beginning, only widened his eyes at this moment, and hurriedly looked from one face to another.Zhao Peishan huddled in the corner of the table, afraid of repeating what happened in Daigo Pavilion that day.Qian Mazi "shouted the password" there again; no one listened to him, and no one stopped him.This solemn meeting, which was a "question of life and death" for the whole school, fell into a sad fate. Finally, it was decided that Principal Lu would inquire about Ms. Mei's attitude and report at the next meeting.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that a big problem had been solved.The venue was quieter, there should be something to discuss, but the dinner bell rang, and no one wanted to sit any longer, so the meeting came to an end.