Chickens and dogs fly in chaos and rebirth

Chapter 37

Children are naturally gifted; they can tell who is easy to bully and who is not. They know the principle of picking on the weak—it's innate, almost without being taught!

The math teacher was newly assigned this year and was a young woman with no prior teaching experience. She blushed as soon as she stepped onto the podium and couldn't bear to punish the students. The children had just gotten used to their school life when they began their mischievous ways. They didn't have enough energy to vent outside of class, so they saved all their energy for class. Other teachers didn't dare to mess with her and could only tease the shy math teacher—well, it can't be called teasing, since she's only in first grade and still has a sense of respect.

She didn't receive this treatment in any other class, except in Class One, where there was Qiu Xialin, a fearless and tall man who could withstand anything, and his supporters.

Seeing the young female teacher's neck turn red with anger, and her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, Shanglin whispered a reminder: "Qiu Xialin, apologize!"

Xia Lin twisted her neck: "I didn't do it on purpose! I accidentally stretched my leg out, and she was sitting in front of me!"

He just couldn't stand Pan Ling's smug look all the time! Don't think he didn't know she was always whispering to other girls and muttering all sorts of bad things to her sister!

She has a delicate and sweet appearance, loves to argue with boys, and when she can't win, she cries. If she can't cry enough, she goes to the teacher to complain.

"The most shameful person is the one who tattles on others," my sister taught me!

The whole class is watching, and so are his new friends. They absolutely cannot let this brat's arrogance get the better of them!

Qiu Xialin held his neck high, like a victorious general, majestic and unyielding.

The female teacher was furious and pointed at him, saying, "You, get out here and stand outside!"

Qiu Xialin snorted, "You think I'll just stand up like that? That's corporal punishment, it doesn't comply with school rules and regulations. I'm going to ask my mom to report you to the education bureau!"

Because Zhang Hongwei worried that his son would lose his boyish spirit due to being disciplined too harshly by his daughter, he would instill one idea in him whenever he had free time:

"Don't be afraid of your sister, don't be afraid of anyone. If your sister hits you, as long as she doesn't hit you too hard, Mom can't really do anything about it. But if anyone else, like a teacher, dares to hit or punish you, come home and tell Mom, and Mom will report them to the education bureau!"

Throughout the 1980s and 90s, corporal punishment was a very clear term.

For teachers, corporal punishment is a means of educating students.

For students, corporal punishment is a manifestation of the teacher's authority.

Few seem to disagree. Most parents believe that children need a spanking when they misbehave, and as long as it's not too severe, they have no objection. On the contrary, they'd like to bring gifts to the teacher to thank them for their concern for their child's studies and welcome further spanking or punishment next time.

This viewpoint is more pronounced in remote and underdeveloped areas.

If children aren't pampered, parents won't feel sorry for them.

But Zhang Hongwei was different. She had a very capable daughter and wanted a capable son, but she didn't want her son's teacher to be capable as well. Having seen a lot in the outside world, she chatted with people in the city, who all said that corporal punishment violated national regulations. If it happened in the provincial capital, someone could file a complaint with the education bureau and she would face a lawsuit!

During our conversations, we occasionally talked about how someone's child was slapped hard by the teacher for saying something in class.

She was still shaken, thinking that one beating of her daughter wasn't enough, and that her poor child was being beaten at home and at school. She wondered if this would ever end.

Guided by this idea, whenever she saw Qiu Xialin, she would repeatedly tell her, "If the teacher punishes you, don't be afraid, go find your mother!"

Her intentions were good; she was worried that some teachers might go too far. But she didn't expect that her son would take it all for granted, acting as if he had a powerful authority, fearless and even daring to defy the teachers.

The female teacher was so angry that she almost burst into tears when she saw him stubbornly refusing to move. She gritted her teeth and was about to pull him away.

Qiu Xialin was prepared; he would scream as soon as the teacher made a move.

Before the teacher could even make a move, Qiu Shanglin, who was sitting next to him, stood up, subtly moved the ruler in his hand, and slapped Qiu Xialin on the shoulder, shouting, "Get out!"

Qiu Xia Lin was furious, staring intently at her sister, completely forgetting how terrifying she was.

Oh, someone bullies me, and instead of helping them, you help them bully me?

He doesn't think he's wrong; he's only thinking about other people's faults.

Shanglin was also a little angry. Normally, she didn't care about the children's squabbles. After Aunt Bai's advice, she had thought about it carefully. Which child isn't mischievous? When boys are in school, they are active and it's inevitable that they will touch and rub things. As long as it's within her tolerance, she doesn't interfere much.

But you were so bold as to lie openly and defy your teacher?

Damn it, I only said that there are problems with China's education system, but I never said you should rebel against your teachers!

Qiu Shanglin's way of getting angry was simple and brutal: she slapped Xia Lin on the head—of course, she was careful with her strength, it hurt a little but not too much, and she definitely wouldn't hurt him.

He shouted, "Go stand outside!"

Qiu Xialin stared wide-eyed and breathed heavily, about to retort again, when a cold cough from the back of the classroom brought him back to his senses.

She bit her lip, then walked out with her head down, seething with resentment.

Oh no, I'm going to get a scolding when I get home.

How can you always forget that your sister is sitting right next to you!

He was not afraid of his sister's scolding and beatings, and he dared to argue his point, but he could not afford to offend Changsheng, who was coughing at the back of the classroom.

Strangely enough, Qiu Shanglin constantly lectured and reprimanded him, yet Xia Lin was never afraid of her. Li Changsheng, on the other hand, never laid a finger on him, but Xia Lin would tremble with fear at the mere sight of him.

People probably instinctively know who is the most dangerous.

Shang Lin breathed a sigh of relief and added, "Stand until the end of get out of class, and don't run around!"

She naturally adopted the same stern demeanor she used at home to discipline her children, but when she came to her senses and faced the teacher and the whole class, she was astonished to find that everyone was looking at her with disbelief.

He touched his face guiltily, wondering if it was dirty.

The math teacher stared at her for a long time, then suddenly burst out laughing.

Yes, no matter how mature she is, she's still a child. The way she treats her younger brother so bluntly and harshly—it's nothing like the quiet, composed, and aloof Qiu Shanglin she usually is.

Where is the composure and magnanimity that allows one to handle everything in daily life?

Hmm, I was misled by many rumors. Without realizing it, I overlooked her age, treated her as an adult, and unconsciously gave her undue respect.

Shang Lin smiled sheepishly at her, feeling very apologetic for her younger brother's mischief.

The female teacher nodded with pleasure: "Please sit down, Shanglin."

Pan Ling stopped crying, tears still clinging to her cheeks. She opened her clear, large eyes and turned back to look at Qiu Shanglin.

Shanglin was puzzled. "My face isn't dirty."

After class, Shanglin slowly packed up his books, wondering what he should say to his younger brother.

I was angry at the time, but my anger subsided afterward, so I let it go. He's just a five-year-old kid. It's already difficult enough to keep him coming to school with me. I'm not planning to raise him to be a high achiever, so there's no need to be so strict.

She wanted to just say a few words and move on.

When he arrived outside the classroom, he found that there were already many people gathered around him, including his classmates and friends from other classes, all offering words of comfort and inquiries.

Shanglin couldn't get a word in edgewise, and was about to cough to confirm his presence when he suddenly heard a familiar voice:

"Don't kick her anymore, kick the chair instead, you won't leave any evidence!"

She was speechless and embarrassed.

So this is how Li Changsheng educates his children...

So that's how Qiu Xialin got corrupted...

Surrounded by admirers, she didn't want to contribute anything, so she simply went to the restroom instead.

Pan Ling, who was stopped at the restroom entrance and followed by almost all the girls in her class, mustered up her courage and stopped Qiu Shanglin with encouragement from the others.

“Uebayashi-kun…”

She was startled. The aggressive approach made her wonder if the younger brother was taking revenge on her for his mistake.

Pan Ling didn't dare to lift her head, her face flushed, one foot rubbing against the ground, stammering for a long time.

"Um, thank you for what I did in class!"

She was relieved: "Oh, this? It's nothing."

After saying that, he smiled at her and went to the restroom.

Pan Ling didn't move aside, and mustered her courage again: "Um, would you like to jump rope with us in PE class?"

After asking the question, her face flushed red to her neck. She didn't dare to look up and meet his gaze, only hanging her head and twisting her hands, waiting for the answer.

Shanglin was taken aback again.

Oh, jump rope?