Those things that happened in those years

Chapter 53 Rebellious Youth

Because the exciting team battles of the first year were gone in the second year of junior high, life suddenly became bland and boring.

Hong Liguo was so bored that he had no choice but to pick up his books and study. Unexpectedly, this study really worked. In a short period of time, his grades rose sharply, and he achieved a relatively good ranking in the class. The teacher also began to look at him in a different light.

In schools, there always seems to be this strange phenomenon: when a student's grades drop, the teacher will gradually distance himself from him and let him fend for himself; but when a student's grades rise, the teacher will keep a close eye on him as if he has discovered a new continent, placing high hopes on him and hoping that he can become a dragon or a phoenix.

It was at this time that Hong Liguo was targeted by his class's politics teacher. Every morning when questions were asked, it was always him, which made him extremely resentful, feeling as if the teacher was deliberately targeting him.

That morning, the politics teacher called on Hong Liguo as usual, asking him to answer a question. Hong Liguo stood up reluctantly, staring angrily at the teacher without saying a word, his heart filled with resentment.

At first, the teacher thought he didn't know the answer, so she asked him a different question. But he kept his mouth tightly shut, not saying a word, and didn't even look at the teacher.

The politics teacher looked at Hong Liguo and asked suspiciously, "Did you study at home yesterday?"

Hong Liguo replied irritably, "I saw it."

"Have you done your homework?" the teacher asked again.

"I've written it," Hong Liguo said impatiently.

"You've read the books and done your homework, so why can't you answer a single question?" The teacher's tone carried a hint of reproach.

"I didn't say I couldn't!" Hong Liguo replied coldly.

"Why didn't you answer the question?" The teacher was clearly a little angry.

"Why should I answer?" Hong Liguo retorted without backing down.

The teacher was clearly annoyed at this point and raised her voice, saying, "You are a student, answering questions is your job."

Hong Liguo chose to remain silent again, staring at the teacher with hostility. He thought to himself that if the political teacher did anything too extreme, he might really lose his temper and hit him.

After a brief silence, the political science teacher turned his attention to Fu Zhigang, then called on him and asked him to stand up and answer a question.

As fate would have it, the incident happened that day. After standing up, Fu Zhigang remained silent, which infuriated the politics teacher. She walked up to Fu Zhigang and loudly questioned him, "Do you even know what you're doing?"

Fu Zhigang was even more stubborn than Hong Liguo. No matter how the political teacher asked him, he wouldn't say a word. He neither answered "yes" nor "no." He just stood there straight, his eyes revealing a rebellious and fierce light.

The political science teacher was completely enraged. She picked up Fu Zhigang's book and threw it hard. The book arced through the air and landed at the classroom door.

She yelled, "If you don't want to study, then get out! The country doesn't need people like you. Whether you know it or not, you're not saying a word. Who are you arguing with? Do you think all of you are studying for me? I earn that much money a month if I teach you, and I still earn that much money even if I don't teach you. If you don't study hard, you'll be the ones who suffer in the future. What does it have to do with me...?"

The politics teacher said a lot, and Hong Liguo realized that she wasn't just talking about Fu Zhigang, but also about him. He thought to himself that the teacher probably wanted to get angry earlier and was saying this, but she probably already knew about his bad reputation, so she didn't dare to lash out at him. Now she was intentionally making veiled criticisms.

Fu Zhigang remained silent, but the rebellious light in his eyes intensified.

The politics teacher clearly hadn't noticed any of this and was still nagging on and on.

What was most unbearable was that when the political teacher got excited, he actually picked up Fu Zhigang's schoolbag and threw it out. The schoolbag hit the ground with a heavy thud, and the books inside were scattered messily.

The politics teacher, not content with throwing the schoolbag, said menacingly, "If you don't want to study properly, get out! Don't take up space in my class. It's already crowded enough with so many people. What are you doing here instead of studying? Just filling a spot? Get out! Get out! This class won't miss you."

Fu Zhigang was no pushover either; he had once been a shining star at the rural middle school, but he later encountered his nemesis, the He brothers, and had to temporarily hide his brilliance.

The politics teacher's words completely enraged Fu Zhigang. His face turned bright red, and he shoved the teacher to the ground. Still not satisfied, he wanted to take further action, but fortunately, his deskmate and nearby classmates stopped him in time, otherwise things would have escalated even further.

At this moment, Hong Liguo was still standing in his seat. The teacher didn't ask him to sit down, and he didn't sit down on his own either. Seeing that Fu Zhigang had made a move, he left his seat without hesitation, thinking of helping Fu Zhigang. He really couldn't stand the politics teacher's actions.

During the struggle, Hong Liguo accidentally ripped off the rubber band that held the political science teacher's hair, causing the teacher's hair to fall loose and making him look extremely disheveled.

The politics teacher was quite the actress; she ran crying and screaming straight to the office. A short while later, two male teachers from the student affairs office arrived and asked what had happened.

Fu Zhigang then recounted the whole story: "Why did she throw my schoolbag? I ignored her when she threw my books first, but she threw my schoolbag too. I came here to study, not to be bossed around by her."

Seeing that Fu Zhigang was particularly agitated, the teachers in the disciplinary office didn't dare to say too much, fearing they would get into trouble. So they turned around and asked who had pulled the politics teacher's hair. The students looked at each other, but no one came forward to testify. They all said they didn't know, and some even whispered that it might have been messed up somewhere.

The two teachers in the teaching affairs office discussed it and felt that the teacher did bear some responsibility for throwing the other person's books and schoolbag first, but it would be unreasonable not to deal with it in front of the political teacher. So they had no choice but to use a combination of carrot and stick to ask Fu Zhigang to go to the teaching affairs office.

Fu Zhigang was a tough guy. What was there to be afraid of in going to the disciplinary office? He stubbornly said, "Go ahead, I'm not afraid of her."

Two teachers from the teaching affairs office left one to maintain order in the class, while the other picked up Fu Zhigang's books and schoolbag, packed them up, and took him to the teaching affairs office.

Hong Liguo didn't know what had happened to Fu Zhigang at the disciplinary office. He only knew that after Fu Zhigang returned to class, he dropped out of school after less than a month and was never seen at school again.