I got up quickly, rushed to the door, opened the door, and shouted in the most tragic voice, "Aunt saves me, Mr. Zhang is going to kill me."

"What's wrong with this?" Yang Xiuying asked in surprise.

"Mr. Zhang threatened me to copy the review book, and I refused him to hit me." I answered grievantly, with a loud voice, which was almost heard on the whole floor. Near the office of the Political and Church Office, there were several deputy principals'offices. They all came and saw my hearers sad and the sad look of tears. They all glared at Zhang Zhongliang angrily.

"Is it too hard to start with?"

"Yeah, I usually hear that Zhang Zhongliang is very strict with students who make mistakes, and he always kicks and punches. It turned out to be true."

Several teachers immediately began to talk about it.

When Zhang Zhongliang heard the comment, his whole face was twitching. Now he finally understood why I beat myself. He quickly explained, "I... Where did he hit you? It's you who beat yourself. What's the matter with me?

"Hit people and don't confess? Don't you admit that you forced me to write a review? The reviews are still here." I took the review book out of my pocket.

"Director Zhang, what is this really about?"

A bald middle-aged teacher came up and stared at Zhang Zhongliang and questioned. He is my Chinese teacher and vice principal of the school. His name is Yao Jingping.

"I... I... It was he who put my son in the hospital. I called him here today, just to educate him well. I really didn't hit him. Zhang Zhongliang continued to explain.

"Does that mean your son really has a feud with him?" Yao Jingping said coldly.

"This... It's his own fight."

"Don't think others are as insidious as you. I know Li Changshun, who is honest and outstanding in his studies on weekdays. And what your son looks like at school, I think you know better than I do." Yao Jingping looked contemptuous.

"Mr. Yang, check... The review book is for you. Remember not to tell my parents that I am afraid they are worried. When I finished, my eyes were black and I fell on Yang Xiuying.

"Changshun, Changshun." After Yang Xiuying helped me, she kept shouting.

"Send it to the hospital quickly, Captain Chen. What else are you stunned about? Help me." Yao Jingping advised. I don't know what happened after

because I was completely in a coma, and I didn't wake up until evening, when I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling.

"Changshun, you wake up." Wang Li came over at once. "How do you feel now?"

"You can't die." I laughed reluctantly, but I had a splitting headache, with gauze wrapped around my head and face. It seemed that I had played a little too much this time.

"I'll help you sit up." Wang Li helped me up.

"Good brother, thank you this time." I said thankfully.

"Well, please go to the Internet Cafe all night and play a game as a reward."

"OK." I readily agreed, "By the way, what about the head teacher?"

"This time, the matter became a big one. The head teacher of the Department of Political Science and Education beat the students and made them go to the hospital. Now the principal himself investigates the matter, and people with strict knowledge blockade the news. Now the head teacher is cooperating with the principal to investigate it." Wang Li explained.

"He deserves it." I sneered.

"No, I'm going out to buy you something to eat."

"Buy some porridge."

"Okay, you wait." Wang Li finished and walked out of the ward.

About ten minutes later, Wang Li came back, and there was a large crowd behind him.

Chen Biao, head security officer, Yang Xiuying, head teacher, Zhang Zhongliang, Deputy principal Yao Jingping, principal Wei Jun, and two other deputy principals of the school. I don't know them.

Wang Li put the porridge he bought on the table and ran out of the ward. He was afraid that so many leaders were there.

"Mr. Li, can you give us more details about the conflict between you and Mr. Zhang Xianwu and other students?" Principal Wei took the lead in asking.

"Last Friday, I accidentally bumped into Zhou Meimei on my bicycle..." I began to tell the story. "This morning, I went to find Zhou Meimei's classmate, gave her the fare for repairing the car, and met them smoking together on the roof... After school at noon, Zhang Xianwu stopped my way with someone... I did bite him, but I was beaten around by so many people. I was justified in my defense, and I was injured everywhere. I don't believe you can see for yourselves.

I took off my clothes and exposed my chest and back, where there were still some bruises.

Several teachers looked at me sympathetically when they saw the bruises.

"So why don't you tell me about your fight?" Yang Xiuying stared at me and blamed me.

"I thought it was just a little fight between my classmates, so I didn't say it." I answered wrongly, "And... And if my parents knew I was beaten at school, they would be worried.

"Needless to say, I believe what Changshun said, he is a good boy." Yao Jingping murmured.

"Did anyone testify to you about all this?" Principal Wei asked.

"Zhou Meimei can testify for me." I return.

"Director Zhang, what else do you have to say? What he said coincided with the content of the review book.