After hearing this, Guo Yujie was still very sad and angry, and she spit out a series of swear words.

When she was in college, she became famous for her unexpected strange power and swearing ability. Once she and her friends returned to her dormitory at night and were attacked by a pervert on the way. She scolded and beat her, which woke up people in the dormitory area and almost killed them.

The skinny and fat man's faces were also extremely ugly.

No one expected that there were two cruel serial murderers so close to him.

I didn't tell them about my discoveries, for fear of causing more panic. I'm very panic now and have no interest in reading the files of Qingye on the table.

Fortunately, it was my sister’s parent-teacher meeting at night, which greatly diverted my attention.

"I'll leave early today," I said to the four, "My sister will have a parent-teacher meeting tonight."

"Well. Then I'll leave early and go see Mr. Wang and Wang Hui." Guo Yujie stopped scolding and said sadly.

"Don't bother me," I said, "You have time to talk about this with He Juan and Zheng Xinxin."

Guo Yujie nodded.

The thin man and the fat man didn’t go to the sixth village of Workers and Nongzi to scan their faces today.

Today's office is extremely dull, and everyone is working hard to find Ye Qing and Liu Miao.

In the afternoon, I went home early and had dinner early. My parents sighed and said that I was disliked when I was old. I couldn't laugh or cry, and I buried my head in the meal and didn't say anything. My sister had to deal with this. Sure enough, my sister acted coquettishly towards her parents, and her little mouth was very sweet, which made them happy again.

"You're not going there quickly? Don't be late."

"You have memorized everything the teacher said, listen carefully."

My parents drove me away.

A lot of gloom in my heart dissipated.

My sister is studying in a key high school in the city and is not ranked among the top ten in the city's key high school. However, she is also a very good school with a very good admission rate. With my sister's grades and no problem with her first-class school, she will be attracted to any school.

At the 8 o'clock parent-teacher meeting, I arrived half an hour early, but there were already many people sitting in the classroom. The head teacher was surrounded by several parents and answered various questions.

I seemed too young among this group of parents of at least forty. At this time, everyone was paying attention to the head teacher, but no one paid attention to me.

I got to the periphery of the head teacher and listened to the head teacher's speech.

"... The school is very focused, but it cannot relax after class. School teaching is a big class, and the level of all students must be taken into account. If you have the conditions, it is better to sign up for a small class or a separate one-on-one tutoring. Doing some targeted training can better improve your grades. This is within the scope of checking for omissions and filling in the gaps. The school courses are a comprehensive review, and you cannot focus on small magnifications..."

After listening for a long time, I felt like I was returning to high school.

"Okay, the time is almost over. Parents are welcome to sit down. The parent-teacher meeting will begin soon." The head teacher looked at his watch and looked up to notice my very young strange face, "You are..."

"I am Lin Yun's brother." I said to the head teacher.

"Oh. Is there anything wrong with her parents?" The head teacher frowned slightly.

"Well, there are some things." I didn't explain my decision.

The wrinkles between the head teacher's eyebrows showed her dissatisfaction. She pointed to my sister's seat and asked specifically: "This parent meeting is very important, and a lot of things need to be recorded."

I nodded and smiled and thanked her kind reminder, "I brought my cell phone." It's okay to record and take notes.

As I said this, I saw the things other parents prepared: ultra-thin notebooks, tablets, recorders... they were all professional and trendy. I also saw the latest fruit notebooks, and then the unshaven dad-level man using the notebook, and felt a 10,000 tons of damage. Who is the young man?

The head teacher doesn't say anything anymore.

At the beginning of the parent-teacher meeting, the class teacher first introduced the process of this parent-teacher meeting. She will explain the skills of registering for the college entrance examination, filing, and selecting majors. The main course teacher will explain the plan for the senior high school review to you later.

I and other parents focused on recording, and as I wrote, I started sweating unknowingly.

The candidates in the third year of high school are not relaxed, and the parents in the third year of high school are not relaxed either. I feel a little impatient when I listen to the things I experienced many years ago.

"Teacher," a parent raised his hand in front of him, "It's too hot, can you open the window?"

The head teacher who was talking also wiped the sweat off his neck and nodded, "Okay, the windows are all open."

The parents who were by the window were also sweating. They were probably afraid that the movement of opening the window would affect the head teacher, so they kept enduring it. Now the head teacher stopped and they couldn't wait to pull the window.

I looked at the window as subconsciously as everyone else.

The classroom is brightly lit and black outside, and the glass windows become mirrors that can reflect the appearance of the entire classroom.

I suddenly saw someone standing at the door of the classroom. I was shocked. After seeing it clearly, I felt sorry for my heart: The teachers have never changed this habit for thousands of years. Students have to secretly monitor them in class. Now they hold a parent-teacher meeting, and school leaders come to inspect. I was caught by the teaching director in high school, confiscated my mobile phone, and called the parents. The past is unbearable to look back on!

The woman standing at the door looked like a standard teaching director, wearing a suit, with her head wrapped around and black-framed glasses, meticulous and very serious.

The head teacher walked over and greeted the woman, "Teacher Qin."

"Well, what are you doing?"

Listening to the sound, Teacher Qin is very old.

"The classroom is too hot, and several parents need to open the window."

"Don't delay too long." Teacher Qin advised and continued his inspection.

"This window seems to be stuck." A dad pushed the window in various ways.

"How come it gets stuck?" The head teacher walked over.

"I'm stuck here too. What's going on?" another parent also said.

"You didn't unlock the lock, did you?"

The parents by the window were talking and their voices gradually became louder.

Bang!

A window was opened because the person who opened the window tried too hard and made a loud noise, which bounced back after hitting the window frame.

In an instant, a gust of wind blew into the classroom.

Bang!

The classroom door was blown to close, and there was another loud bang.

My heart beat twice.

The windows were opened and the classroom returned to normal.

"Teacher Liu, this classroom is not good. Should I change to a better classroom in my third year of high school?" A parent gave an opinion.

"I remember that the senior year of high school was a separate building, right? It was just behind the school." Another parent said.

The head teacher nodded, "I did decoration there during the summer vacation, and I will move there next week for senior high school students."

This ends with the topic, and the head teacher continues to explain the filing skills.

The parent-teacher meeting lasted for more than two hours. When it was disbanded, the head teacher came to care about how I recorded it. I had to check the notes and recordings for her like a student, and she smiled embarrassedly.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little worried when I see you're so young."

"It's okay. Our whole family attaches great importance to the college entrance examination in my sister." I smiled.

The head teacher wanted to say a few polite words, but when a parent came to ask a question, she looked at me apologetically.

I said goodbye and left.

When I got home, my sister and parents were waiting.

I told the content of the parent-teacher meeting to the family. That night, our family slept very late, and I had a good night's sleep. I didn't know whether it was because of fatigue or the warm feeling of the family, which diluted the anxiety.

The next morning, I had to remember what happened to Aunt Wang because Guo Yujie called me.

"Uncle Wang has passed away."
Chapter completed!