Chapter 37 The school beauty actually came to see me! The police station near Zhixin Middle School is called "Nonglinxia Road Police Station". It is considered to be one of the larger grassroots police stations in Yuecheng. A five-story building, the first floor is the service hall and reception center. Actually, it’s quite strange. Huang Baihan passes by here every day on his way to school, but he never feels anything. But today, when I stood at the door and was about to go in, I suddenly felt a deep awe for this solemn and dignified institution. "Whoo~" Huang Baihan took a deep breath and walked in bravely. He immediately saw two disputes. It seemed like they were fighting after getting drunk; Another case was a couple quarreling and ended up fighting; There were several policemen in the yard mediating for them. Huang Baihan just took a quick look and came to the service hall, where he soon found the grade director Cao Jingjun, the class teacher Yin Yanqiu, and an angry middle-aged couple. What's going on? Huang Baihan’s first reaction was that his injuries were too serious and he had to be hospitalized. Thinking of this, he suddenly became nervous again. Yin Yanqiu also saw Huang Baihan at this time, waved him over, and asked, "Why are you here if you're not attending evening self-study?"

The head teacher really has a subconscious desire to control students at all times. "I, I heard that Chen Zhuo was beaten up." Huang Baihan said somewhat awkwardly: "So come and take a look." "Chenzhe?" The head teacher Yin Yanqiu suddenly showed a very strange expression on her face. Just when Huang Baihan was wondering, Yin Yanqiu pointed behind her and said, "Look, he's back from the toilet." Huang Baihan turned around and saw his friend coming out of the bathroom. he…… There were no injuries on his face, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with his body. He was even able to shake off the water stains on his hands. "Da Huang, why are you here?" Chen Zhuo had no idea about the chaos and rumors in the grade, and even joked with Huang Baihan: "Do you have a relationship dispute or a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict that needs mediation?" Huang Baihan ignored the teasing and asked hesitantly, "You, weren't you beaten up by someone ordered by Li Jianming?" "Emmmm...how should I put it..." Chen scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "My name was indeed hit, but my body did not suffer." "Name was hit? What does that mean?" Huang Baihan was completely confused. "The other party did ask me out for a talk... But when I was looking for the teacher, my junior high school classmate Wang Changhua sneaked over... He thought he was me, and he refused to admit it, so he started fighting..." While Chen Zhuo was explaining, Wang Changhua, who had just finished taking a statement and had a bruised face, walked out of the interrogation room. No matter how much Chen Zhuo said, Huang Baihan still felt a little confused. After all, this matter was strange in itself. But when he saw Wang Changhua's miserable appearance, Da Huang suddenly understood the whole cause and effect.

At this time, the middle-aged couple pulled Wang Changhua over, and while asking if the wound hurt, they scolded him for "meddling in other people's business." It seems that they should be Wang Changhua's parents. "broken!" Huang Baihan saw this scene and suddenly said, "Chen Zhe, I'll tell your mom that you were taken to the police station!" "What?" Chen thought that this was an unexpected problem and was about to borrow a phone to call home to report his safety when Chen Peisong and Mao Xiaoqin arrived. Old Chen looked more stable. Although his face was worried and serious, at least his clothes were neat. Not only did Empress Dowager Mao have tear marks on her face, but she also wore a different pair of shoes. She also casually put on a windbreaker over her pajamas, and the buttons of the windbreaker were all buttoned incorrectly. She saw her son Chen Zhe at a glance, ran over hurriedly, looked at him for a while, and suddenly froze. "Bai Han said that you were beaten by some hooligans..." Mao Xiaoqin looked at her son, then glanced at Huang Baihan beside her. "Emmmm... My name was indeed hit, but my body was not hurt... The other party did ask me out..." Chen Zhuo could only explain it again. Not far away, Cao Jingjun asked Yin Yanqiu: "Are those Chen Zhuo's parents?" "Correct." Yin Yanqiu nodded: "I met him at the parents' meeting. Chen's father works in the street office and his mother is a doctor." "Oh." Cao Jingjun was thoughtful. No wonder Chen Zhe always seemed more mature and stable than his peers. This might be related to his family background. Speaking of family, Cao couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Wang Changhua is a difficult student. His parents are in business, and it seems that it is not easy to convince them. Not long after, He Yong, the principal of Zhixin Middle School, Bian Ying, Wang Changhua's class teacher, and Xu Chaocai, the director of the Zhixin Middle School Student Affairs Office, all came after receiving the news. First, they came to see the students' injuries; The second is to properly handle this matter and try not to let it affect the school's reputation; But just as Lao Cao thought, Wang Changhua's parents were not so easy to talk to. Before He Yong could say a few words, Wang Changhua's mother slapped the stool and said: "Why should we put out the fire? Can't you see that my son is seriously injured?" "My son came to school, not to be beaten. Your school has not fulfilled its guardianship responsibilities at all!" "Wang Changhua was caught in an unprovoked disaster. He suffered for others! If you don't come up with a reasonable plan today, I will call the newspaper!" ······ "Old Chen." Mao Xiaoqin, who already understood the whole story, couldn't help but frown when she heard this: "Does this sound a bit like what we meant?" Chen Peisong waved his hand calmly and said, "If Chen Zhuo was beaten up by someone by mistake, would you be angry too? We are all parents, and we can probably understand this feeling if we put ourselves in their shoes, so let's just pretend we didn't hear it."

Old Chen was no less worried and anxious than his wife, but he didn't show it on his face. Now that he saw that Chen was not hurt, he didn't take these slight verbal offenses to heart at all. In fact, Changhua was quite loyal. When his parents criticized the school, he said nothing. But when Wang Changhua heard her mother talking about Chen Zhue, she was very unhappy and interrupted with a swollen face: "Mom, don't talk nonsense, what does this have to do with Chen Zhue..." The noise was very loud, but the police officers at the police station didn't even take a second look, as if they were used to such things. Just at this moment, three people suddenly walked into the police station. One is a middle-aged man in his 40s, with a tall figure and well-dressed. Although there are some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and forehead, it can still be seen that he was a handsome and suave young man when he was young. His eyes are sharp and bright, and he is the kind of person whose words are very effective in his own territory. He was followed by a subordinate who was wearing a formal suit but looked more like a driver or secretary. At the very end, there was a girl wearing the Zhizhong school uniform. As soon as Mao Xiaoqin saw this girl, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Old Chen, this girl is so beautiful. Not only is her face pretty, she is also tall, and her skin is so tender..." Since it wasn't her own son who was injured, Empress Dowager Mao already started to gossip. Chen looked at the girl for a while, and suddenly asked Huang Baihan: "Did you call her here too?" Huang Baihan rolled his eyes: "Can I invite her?" "Too." Chen was still wondering why "she" came over. The elegant middle-aged man looked around and soon found the injured Wang Changhua. He immediately walked over, leaned over and asked kindly: "Hello, I am Song Shiwei's father. How are you injured?" In fact, when these three people just walked into the police station, they attracted the attention of almost everyone in the hall because of their outstanding temperament and beautiful appearance. Wang Changhua naturally also knew that girl. School beauty Song Shiwei. What is she here to do? When Song Shiwei's father came over to show concern for her, Wang Changhua felt like she was dreaming. What do you mean? Is it... Could it be... School Beauty Song has been secretly paying attention to me, but I never noticed? After hearing that I was beaten into the police station, she finally couldn't control her pent-up emotions and came to visit me with her father? OMG! You bunch of damn punks, I don’t want you to be shot now, I’m even a little grateful to you. Happiness came so suddenly that Wang Changhua felt as if her throat was blocked and she didn't know what to say. Wang Changhua's parents looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes, and... a hint of joy. Is my son really that awesome? Since people came specially to express their condolences, Wang Changhua's father felt embarrassed to just stand there. He even extended his right hand politely. Song Shiwei's father also shook hands gracefully, and said politely but guiltily:

"I'm usually too busy with work, so Weiwei rarely tells me about school." "It wasn't until today that I found out that someone in school had been harassing her." "Chen Zhe, thank you for standing up for Weiwei that time. Uncle promises you that this matter will never end well..." Song Shiwei's father was halfway through his speech when he suddenly realized that the smile on "Chen Zhe"'s face had disappeared. ······ (There will be another chapter at 8 o'clock tonight, please vote.) (End of this chapter)