025 That man couldn't hold on

But what can be done?

When faced with such "family chaos," the school can only try to keep the peace.

Especially during the critical moment of applying for the city's model school status.

In the end, the school had no choice but to remove Xiao Tang, promising several big rewards to persuade an old teacher to step in.

"Xiao Tang, really, really, it's not your fault." Sun Xiubin looked at her with some pity, "I didn't want you to come, also to protect you."

"I've already adjusted, Director." Teacher Xiao Tang nodded vigorously, "I've been observing in the class group all along, and the parents in Class Four are very kind, they will certainly support me."

"Director," Teacher Hu chimed in, "give Xiao Tang a chance."

Teacher Tao also said, "With Chunmei's absence, we'll all help Teacher Tang."

Teacher Zhao, whose blood pressure had lowered, added, "Yes, Director, when one has difficulties, many should come to aid. We can all help Teacher Xiao Tang together, it would be great to co-manage this class."

Even the statues began to move, praising vigorously.

Sun Xiubin was a bit stuck: "Xiao Tang, the difficulties in Class Four are not just about the parents..."

"I've analyzed it, the main problems are the three major kings." Teacher Xiao Tang confidently raised her hand, "Lin Yujing, Li Zheng, and Liu Xin. Lin Yujing is too dazzling, Li Zheng is too diligent, both of them have undermined other students' self-confidence from two different angles. Following that is Liu Xin, who is so poor that he makes other students feel good about their current state, leading the entire class to collectively fall behind under Zhang Yue's influence."

The teachers present were all shaken.

It sounded quite reasonable.

But isn't this just a bunch of serious nonsense?

"So... what are your measures?" Sun Xiubin genuinely asked.

"First, close the achievement gap between students, fostering healthy competition among them."

"Second, increase class cohesion so that students fall in love with Class Four as a collective and no longer fight individually."

"I've already sent the specific plan to your email."

Teacher Xiao Tang clenched her fists and bowed deeply.

"Please give me this opportunity."

"And thank you all for your support."

...

In Class Four of the second year of high school, the classroom.

Rumbling, rumbling, rumbling.

It was a chaotic mess.

The last period was supposed to be a math class.

However, Hu Chunmei was not there.

Apart from Li Zheng, no one knew that Hu Chunmei had gone to the hospital. The other teachers only came to say that Teacher Hu had something urgent and asked Jiang Qinghua to organize self-study.

Asking the class monitor to organize self-study.

This was tantamount to an explosion.

There were all kinds of play, just shy of a disco.

"Old Mother Hu is not here, how about we have a disco?" Liu Xin swayed his body, starting to get high, "Hey, draw a dragon with me on the left side..."

"Take a break." Li Zheng pushed him back down, "I don't know why, but I have a premonition that you will be called to see your parents."

"???

Just then, familiar footsteps were faintly heard in the hallway.

Thick-soled shoes, moving very quickly.

Full of anger.

Even though the class was very noisy, the sound was still audible.

The whole class's volume dropped sharply.

They soon realized.

Not just one sound.

Two.

Hu Chunmei + Sun Xiubin!

No mistake.

Bang!!!

Hu Chunmei burst in.

"Rebellion? Want to rebel?"

"Of the whole building, only our class is heard!"

"Why aren't you talking?"

"Keep talking, keep acting up!"

"You there, come on, show me how to disco."

As expected of Hu Chunmei.

She had that vibe.

The students all hung their heads.

Although being scolded.

They felt quite at ease.

This must be Stockholm Syndrome.

Then Sun Xiubin also walked in.

"Chunmei, don't be mad, just say a few words."

"I don't want to get angry either, but seeing... no, smelling them makes me want to scold." Hu Chunmei shook her head as she walked to the podium, scanning the entire class with her sharp eyes, which suddenly became gentle, "Alright, you should be happy now, this time, really... really sent me to the hospital out of anger..."

Her emotions instantly lost control, holding her mouth, unable to speak.

"Ah?"

"What's wrong, Teacher Hu?"

"Please don't do this."

"Don't scare us, Teacher Hu."

"When you cry... I also want to cry..."

Some female students inexplicably started to shed tears too.

Even Li Zheng was somewhat panicked.

Worsened and spread?

Was this range still within Old Li's knife-throwing distance?

"Teacher... Teacher... Hu..." Liu Xin was even more scared, standing up, tears rolling in his eyes, "Please don't... talk nonsense... I won't make you angry anymore... I didn't mean it..."

"What took you so long!" Sun Xiubin scolded, "Alright, alright, sit down. It's nothing serious, your homeroom teacher is just going for a surgery, she'll be back next semester."

The students breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking about Teacher Hu leaving.

Suddenly a bit happy.

But thinking about her coming back after surgery.

A bit of regret.

Human emotions were really too complicated.

They then realized that Teacher Hu lost control on the podium.

Not because of her condition.

But because she couldn't bear to leave us.

"Don't upset the new teacher anymore... she can't stand it as I can." Hu Chunmei wiped her tears, "My illness actually has nothing to do with you guys, I've always had it. Alright Liu Xin, stop shivering, it has nothing to do with you, do you want to be a cancer cell?"

She said, looking towards Li Zheng.

By rights, she should thank Li Zheng and his father in the class.

But saw Li Zheng quietly waving his hand.

Hu Chunmei understood immediately.

Li Zheng probably didn't want too many people to know his father's identity.

Such a good hospital, such a good doctor.

People asking for his help would form a long queue.

"Stand up!" Jiang Qinghua suddenly shouted, standing up.

The other students instinctively followed and stood up.

"Thank you, Teacher Hu, for your guidance over the past year." Jiang Qinghua bowed deeply, "Wish you a speedy recovery, we are waiting for you."

The whole class bowed together.

"Wish you a speedy recovery!"

"We are waiting for you!"

Even Lin Yujing joined in, shouting with enthusiasm.

Hu Chunmei covered her face, leaning on the podium, waving her hand strongly.

Sun Xiubin also didn't expect that the famously difficult Class Four could put on such a show.

The old director lifted his glasses, silently rubbing his eyes.

Ah, they are all good kids after all.

Ring, ring, ring—

The last period ended.

Hu Chunmei also wiped away her tears, slightly bowing to the whole class.

"Thank you all as well, for tolerating my words over the past year, although I've said it hundreds of times, I still have to say it—"

Before she could continue, the whole class responded in unison, "It's—all—for—your—own—good!"

"You know it but still upset me!" Hu Chunmei broke into laughter through her tears, "Alright, thank you all for your well wishes, I will come back in half a year to check your grades, be mentally prepared."

Bones-chilling.

Just when Hu Chunmei was about to leave.

Li Zheng couldn't hold back and raised his hand.

"Teacher, you haven't assigned any homework yet."

In an instant, the scene was out of control, a group fight.

This time, even Hu Chunmei had a bit of an urge to hit someone.