No. 112 turn one's back on sb

  Wang Jian was listless throughout the day's classes, his anxiety making him appear more absent-minded than ever before. He mispronounced names, spaced out frequently, and so on, which made Wang Jian, who usually had high expectations for himself, feel somewhat embarrassed.

  "Teacher, you've been dumped, haven't you?"

  When the class was on a break, someone asked Wang Jian, who was staring blankly at his desk with his head propped up, a question. Then the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

  "Shut up, faggot!"

  Wang Jian propped himself up, lifted his head with dark eye sockets, lit a cigarette, sat on the podium and started smoking. After taking two deep breaths, he slowly said: "I've encountered a difficult problem."

  "Speak!"

  The students under the stage were neat and uniform, not at all like Wang Jian's usual rough demeanor. This was different from other classes, as although Wang Jian was fierce, he was still on the side of the students, especially after the last charity sale, his relationship with these kids had become almost like friends, and they also knew Wang Jian's personality, so it was normal for them to be familiar with each other.

  Now seeing Wang Jian having troubles, they also started to urge the master of the house to speak out unhappy things and let everyone have a good laugh.

  "Last night..." Wang Jian now looks especially melancholy, the imperial demeanor of his usual self has quietly retreated, leaving only a gloomy prince-like depression: "I ran into someone..."

  As he spoke, Wang Jian told the whole story of his encounter with Miss Mei last night to the group of monkeys below. This shocking news was enough to stir up a thousand waves. The whole class instantly fell silent, and everyone listened quietly as Wang Jian recounted the story of reuniting with the female teacher who had once been the object of his youthful infatuation, feeling slightly melancholic.

  "That's also saying, teacher's teacher. Already married now?"

  Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yeah... what's wrong?"

  The audience below was filled with sorrow, with people shaking their heads, sighing, wringing their wrists, and pounding their feet on their chests everywhere. Especially the young girls, each with a sad expression on her face, as if she had just heard a heartbreaking story that made her want to cry but couldn't.

  "What's with the face?"

  Liu Xueju, who had once confessed to Wang Jian, suddenly puffed out her cheeks and said loudly: "Teacher, why aren't you being brave!"

  Wang Jian touched his forehead and pondered for a moment: "This has nothing to do with being brave or not. The key is that she asked me to take the girl to her home for dinner... today."

  "Me! Me! I'm going!"

  The voices of signing up rose and fell, and even a man raised his hand... However, afterwards, this guy was beaten by a pile of laptops and schoolbags, and he fled with his head in his hands, without even having time to hide.

  "Shut up, all of you!" Jin Huiming yelled. Her eyes rolled around in circles: "Don't any of you interfere with this matter. If you take these immature brats to Old Wang, he'll be accused of being a pedophile."

  "You're still underdeveloped." Liu Xuezhong could be said to have been enraged, and even countered Jin Huiming's words: "You're overstepping your bounds!"

  However, Jin Huiming was unusually quiet this time and didn't use that gloomy gaze to glance at people. He just sighed and said to Old Wang, "You probably have a plan, right?"

  Wang Jian smiled awkwardly: "I don't know how to start."

  "Hmph..." Jin Huiming rolled her eyes: "This time I won't compete with her, if I were five or six years older, she wouldn't have had a chance."

  "It doesn't matter even if you're ten years older." Wang Jian tapped Jin Huiming's head. Then he stood up: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. You guys have the mid-term exam this week. Those who don't pass will be dead to me."

  As soon as this was said, the audience below burst into a confident laughter. This made Wang Jian very curious and didn't know where these people got their confidence from, so he hummed and leaned on the podium with both hands: "Where did you get this confidence from?"

  After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of something: "You want to cooperate as a team? Wait and see, I can let you cheat, I'll write the word 'king' upside down."

  The guys under the stage smiled but didn't say a word. At this time, Ye Wen suddenly ran in from the door, panting and shouting to the class: "We've been cheated!"

  "What does that mean?"

  Ye Wen took out a form and slammed it onto Wang Jian's desk with a loud "Bang!": "Damn it!"

  Wang Jian picked up his watch, took a glance, and suddenly seven orifices smoked, then he also slammed the table with force: "Damn it!"

  This is a statistical table for the charity sale on Saturday, which is also a reward table. The class that performs best at the charity sale not only has a title and a certificate of honor but also has the opportunity for the whole class to go on a collective outing during the long holiday, with 30 places available.

  At the beginning, Wang Jian had already calculated that Class 29 would get first place. In fact, Class 29 did get first place, but on this list, Class 29 was directly ranked outside of the top ten, which made Wang Jian furious at the time.

  The kids in the class were even more excited, shouting that they wanted to go and turn over the principal's office desk. Fortunately, Wang Jian still had some sanity left, he suppressed his anger, took two deep breaths: "Wait a minute, I'll go ask what's going on."

  After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, directly bypassing the Dean of Studies, and went to the principal's office. When knocking on the door, his anger had already burst out, the door was knocked loudly, even the windows shook together.

  "Come in."

  Wang Jian pushed the door open with a loud bang and slammed the form onto the principal's desk, his face twisted in anger: "What's going on?"

  The principal looked down and shook his head: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, the reward for your class remains the same."

  "What about second place?"

  "Listen to me." The principal stood up and handed Wang Jian a bottle of mineral water from the box beside him: "Take a drink, calm down."

  Wang Jian pushed away her mineral water: "What I want is an explanation!"

  "The teachers of their ten classes jointly appealed to me, saying that you used unfair means." The principal pinched his chin: "Actually, I know what happened in my heart."

  "How many?" Wang Jian coldly laughed: "You still dare to do this with so many?"

  "They threatened me with a strike." The principal shook his head helplessly: "I can only not count the sales performance of teachers in the class performance now."

  "Even so, our class is still first, they are combined sales, shouldn't it be 10? Doesn't this average count?"

  "This is the reason for their fuss, they are willing to share the reward among the ten classes and count it as a collective achievement. In other words, each class only has three tourist quotas." The principal chuckled: "As for Class 29, I'll make up for you, your whole class can go, including the teacher."

  "What I want is first place!" Wang Jian took a deep breath: "I won't yield an inch."

  "You have to understand me." Zhang Xiao shook his head and let out a long sigh: "The school's style is like this, change takes time."

  "I understand you, but who understands me?" Wang Jian let out a cold snort: "How am I supposed to explain this to those little monkeys of mine? What am I supposed to say? You know how they came to be like that, don't you? And now you come along and mess it up again, just when I'd finally managed to calm down?"

  After finishing, Wang Jian didn't wait for the principal's response and continued: "Oh, those guys are relying on their seniority, you just let them get away with it. Isn't this kind of thing ridiculous? I'm already very indignant, if you don't handle this matter properly, I'll take care of it myself. A person can only hold so much breath, and I just can't swallow this."

  "Alright." Zhang Xiao shook his head helplessly: "We'll discuss it at the class directors' meeting this afternoon."

  Wang Jian smiled coldly and turned around without even saying goodbye. Zhang Xiao shouted from behind: "You must keep your temper!"

  Back in class, Wang Jian conveyed the words to the monkey children, and they began to communicate with each other. Then, their tone was surprisingly uniform, and their meaning was very clear: as long as the school didn't give in, they would go to the school gate tomorrow morning to block the entrance.

  Wang Jian raised both hands in support of their decision and claimed to take the lead in following suit.

  It wasn't easy to drag on until the afternoon, Wang Jian arrived early at the conference room and waited until the head teachers of each class, the principal, and Director Xu had all arrived. He suddenly stood up.

  "It's all right."

  Those class teachers looked at each other, with puzzled eyes, after all the leaders were there, and the grade leaders were also there, but Wang Jian was the first to jump up and speak, which seemed a bit too much...

  "I don't have time to waste words with you, I'm here today just to take back my things." Wang Jian's tone was very aggressive: "You know what you've done yourselves, don't get involved if you can't play the game, or else you'll lose both the ball and your dignity."

  The head teacher of the class stood up as soon as he heard this: "Be careful what you say! Don't bring that hooligan attitude to school!"

  "What did I bring to school? What have you done yourselves, aren't you clear about that?" Wang Jian slammed his hand on the table: "As a person, one must have dignity, do you know what shame is?"

  This thoroughly enraged the ten top-class teachers, who began to verbally attack Wang Jian, while Wang Jian simply looked on coldly.

  "Alright!" Director Xu suddenly stood up: "What kind of behavior is this? Having contradictions is normal, being able to resolve them is good."

  The head teacher of the class stood up, pointing at Wang Jian with a crying tone and accusing him: "Look at him, how can such a person be a good teacher? Isn't this harming students? I represent the grade department to demand that the school expel him!"

  Wang Jian crossed his arms and smiled without saying a word.

  There were twenty-nine people sitting in the classroom, including Wang Jian. Ten of them were on one line, and twelve out of the remaining eighteen were supporting those ten, leaving six to watch. Wang Jian could be said to be fighting alone, with almost no reinforcements, holding on by himself.

  "We usually don't interfere with each other, but today's matter can't be left unexplained." Wang Jian didn't care about those people's verbal attacks: "I won't back down an inch. Even if you expel me, before expelling me, this matter must be explained to me!"