Chapter 15: Shen Ke asks, "Does it hurt?"

The dismissal music for the last class of the morning rang out, and one by one the class lined up to go to the cafeteria for lunch.

Lin Jian was at the end of the line, and when he arrived at the food port, the cafeteria aunty put a larger chicken leg on his plate and said with a smile, "Kids need to eat more, they're too skinny."

Lin Jian smiled slightly and said thank you.

The student dining area is divided into classes, but seating is optional. When Lin Jian walks up with his tray, he habitually picks a table with no one at it and sits down to eat in silence.

This is the age of chattering can not be idle, although the teacher occasionally reminded them to eat to reduce the conversation, but the nature of children, and how to endure.

Only Lin Jian's side is quiet.

After the meal, Lin Jian carried the tray to the collection area, it was the time when the students finished the meal one after another, and there were a lot of people around the food cart, Lin Jian waited on the side with the tray, afraid of accidentally bumping into someone.

However, he carefully looked at the others, but instead he was spilled half of the leftover soup himself.

Ya Kebu, who is one of the tallest among his classmates, realized that he had bumped into someone and slowly turned around. Before he could say "I'm sorry," he saw Lin Jian's face and shut his mouth.

Lin Jian wore a light gray down punching bag today, and half a bowl of soup spilled where the left pocket had been, swimming in a dark stain of water.

After a moment of silence, Lin Jian looked up, his eyes shifting from the clothes to Ya Kebu's face, "Apologize."

Ya Kebu snorted and said with an indifferent attitude, "I'm sorry, okay."

Lin Jian said, "No."

"It's not like it was intentional." The white boy in front of him was impatient, "What do you expect?"

To my surprise, Lin Jian calmly replied, "a sincere apology."

Ya Kebu's eyes widened.

The boy's face turned from green to red, and after a few seconds of confrontation, Ya Kebu dropped the bowl he was holding onto the receiving table and huffed and puffed as he walked away.

When Lin Jian passed by, Lin Jian didn't stop him and said softly in a voice only two people could hear, "rubbish."

I went back to the student residence at noon to take a break, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw Zhang Yang Ya Kebu gathered together, muttering something in English and Chinese, but when I saw Lin Jian coming back, I immediately shut up.

Lin Jian ignored them and took off his jacket and took it to the restroom. He did not have any laundry detergent here, so he could only apply soap to the soiled area and scrub it clean bit by bit.

Lin Jian doesn't stay at night, so he doesn't have any other clothes in his apartment. Before class in the afternoon, his jumper wasn't dry yet, so Lin Jian thought he could only wear his sweater to class.

Luckily, the distance between the apartment and the school building wasn't too far, and the classrooms were well heated.

The first three periods of the afternoon were indoor classes, and the last one was hard-craft calligraphy. The teacher handed out the lettering paper between classes, and Lin Jian took the HB pencil out of the stationery box and found that the tip was too short, so she took a pencil sharpener and ran to the classroom waste basket to sharpen the pencil.

Since he came to the Shen family, no matter what he eats or wears, all of them are brand new and expensive, the only one is that canvas school bag and stationery box, which Lin Jianghe bought for him before he was born, he couldn't afford to use it before, and now that he is using it, he can't afford to change it.

Before he finished sharpening his pencil, the refracted sunlight from the window was blocked, and when Lin Jian looked up, he saw Ya Kebu and Zhang Yang surrounding him.

Little fat Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Lin, it's time to sharpen my pencil, can you do me a favor?"

Lin Jian turned his head and ignored him.

Suddenly a pencil was handed to him, and Ya Kebu said with a smile, "Mine too, we're all classmates, what's wrong with helping out?"

Lin Jian has always been indifferent to such verbal provocations.

Instead of the reaction he had expected, Ya Kebu suddenly reached for the pencil sharpener in Lin Jian's hand.

Lin Jian's pencil sharpener is the oldest type of folding knife, when his wrist was gripped he was shocked, instinctively let go of his hand, the sharp blade did not cut his fingers.

Lin Jian stood up and took a step forward, anger already present between his clean and beautiful eyebrows, "Give it back to me."

Ya Kebu, fiddling with the knife and squeezing the small round hole of the pencil sharpener, asked the fat Zhang Yang with a smile, "Wow, people still use these things? I've never seen it before!"

Zhang Yang laughed and chimed in, "I've never seen it either, the stationery stores don't even sell it anymore, and I don't know where I found it!"

"Where else?" Ya Kebu scoffed, "a dump?After all, it's the thing that's a ......rubbish."

In an instant, the color of blood faded cleanly from Lin Jian s snow-white face. Without a word, he stormed over and went straight to grab the knife in the other party's hand.

After all, there is a height difference, Ya Kebu, at the moment of rushing over to him, took a step ahead of the others and pushed with an overhand push, using ten times ten force, while Lin Jian just stumbled two steps on his feet, and clasped his wrists with both hands at the same time, gritting his teeth and saying, "Give it back to me!"

The sudden chaos instantly attracted the attention of the students, the crowd immediately gathered over, surrounded them in the center of the circle, some students shouted don't fight, some people uproar, there are people ran out of the classroom to shout at the teacher.

In the panic scramble, the blade broke away from the rest of the knife, and the moment it fell, it cut into the back of Ya Kebu's hand, only to hear the other party's "ah" howl, Lin Jian froze for a second, and then the corner of his eye sharpened!

The knife was taken by Lin Jian, including Ya Kebu, and a dead silence fell on the surrounding students.

Zhao Kaiyi and the subject teacher rushed into the classroom, saw the situation in front of them, Zhao Kaiyi inhaled a breath of cold air, the female teacher was so scared that she almost fainted in place.

Ya Kebu had a small scratch on the back of his hand, oozing a few beads of blood, while Lin Jian clutched the pencil sharpener in one hand, his other hand hanging at his side, unable to see how deep the wound was in his palm, only to see blood staining his five fingers, and a trail of bright red blood was sliding down his fingertips.

*

Shen Ke sat behind his desk at Shen's Group's President's Office, flipping through a project proposal. There was a project review meeting in the afternoon, which required a second evaluation of the two projects to be tendered, and this was already the third draft reported by the project team, but Shen Ke still felt that there was still room for improvement, and wrote a few pencils in the blank area of the side of the paper industry to put forward optimization suggestions.

When Song Zhi knocked on the door, two-thirds of the way through the program, Shen Ke asked, "What's up?"

Song Zhi was holding his cell phone in his hand, and on his face was an anxious look that would rarely appear, Shen Ke couldn't help but frown, and then he heard him speak in a hurry, "Sister Pei called me just now, saying that the child was injured at school!"

Shen Ke's face changed slightly, and he quickly got up and walked around the desk, asking as he headed out the door, "What's going on, and how's the man doing?"

He spoke quickly, but his expression remained calm, Song Zhi carried his trench coat to follow, replied: "Said to be a fight with classmates, the school has a professional medical room, has been done in the first time to deal with the parents of both sides are now notified to go over to solve the negotiation."

Shen Ke gave a "hmmm" and walked briskly to the elevator, his voice steady, "No need to inform the driver, you drive."

The elevator doors opened and the two walked in, Song Zhi subconsciously reminded, "But there is a meeting in the afternoon, why don't I be alone ......"

"No need." Shen Ke instructed, "Move fast."

Sprinting all the way to the school, the teacher from the Registrar's Office guided them to the reception room.

Shen Ke did not say a word on the way, and when she entered the door of the reception room, she saw the school leader wiping the sweat from his forehead, eagerly explaining something to the parents of the other party, while Lin Jian was sitting alone on the other end of the sofa, with a thick circle of gauze bandage wrapped around his left hand, and when she saw him come in, she stood up from the sofa as a nervous reflex, as if she did not expect him to come here personally.

Shen Ke looked at him faintly, his face unreadable.

The father of the other parent was a blonde with blue eyes, the mother was Chinese, and the person who coordinated the problem was the vice principal in charge of campus security. At this time, they were being attacked by both Chinese and English, and apparently they had no strength to fight, so they took Shen Ke, who had just come in the door, as their savior: "You two are Lin Jian's parents, aren't you? This is Ya Kebu's parents. ......"

Without waiting for Shen Ke to speak, Song Zhi took the lead in interrupting his useless ramblings and asked only the key question, "Are the two children seriously injured?"

"Of course it's serious!" Ya Kebu's mom turned the heat up in an instant, "A cut that long on the back of your right hand, it's bleeding, it's a hand injury, what if it's somewhere else! Can you afford to do this!"

Song Zhi rationally points out, "But in reality, it is our children who are hurting worse."

The other party was unforgiving: "Isn't it his own fault! Who let him bring knives and weapons into the campus, the school has a clear rule, not allowed to bring dangerous items, and now he hurt himself not to mention, but also hurt his classmates, who is to blame! This matter, must give our innocent classmates and parents an explanation, not only you, but also the school, we all have to pursue the responsibility!"

It was then that Shen Ke spoke in a deep voice, directed at Lin Jian, and simply asked, "How did it happen?"

He has almost never seen Shen Ke such a demeanor, not angry, not angry, the tone is still light, but the eyes are sunken to pressure people, Lin Jian spare no more calm, at this time also can not help but panic, he will have been holding tight right hand out, open, in the palm of his hand is that has been clenched to the warmth of the pencil sharpener.

Shen Ke's eyes were slightly stunned, and he understood almost instantly, but the expression on his face remained unperturbed, and he simply asked, "Why did you hurt your classmate?"

Lin Jian's small face was tense, after a few seconds, said, "I sharpened the pencil, he grabbed the knife." After a moment's pause, he added, "I didn't sharpen it, he touched the blade himself when he grabbed it."

"Nonsense!" Ya Kebu's mom exclaimed angrily, "Who would touch a knife blade on their own, is my child stupid? It was you who did it on purpose!"

After saying this, Shen Ke did not show anything, but only glanced at Lin Jian lightly.

Arguing pointlessly, the vice-principal tried to put things to rest, "Then you both negotiate and see how we can resolve this? You two can put forward whatever ideas you have, and the school will do its best to cooperate."

At this point, Ya Kebu's father interjected, "We chose your school not only because we recognized the school's philosophy, but also because we had faith in the security aspect of the school, but obviously, the school has failed to live up to our expectations, and we believe that unstable elements like these that threaten the security of the school should not continue to be present in the school. "

This word, the vice principal panicked: "not to not to, just a conflict between classmates, how to rise to this level! And ......" the vice principal looked at the other parent's face, hesitated, "even if it is injured, but also Lin Jian hurt seriously, if you really want to pursue the responsibility ...... "

"What do you mean!" Ya Kebu's mom got anxious, "There is a reason for what happened, you can't just punish the other party depending on who got hurt badly, you have to look at who is mainly at fault for the conflict!"

From the door to the present, Shen Ke has never obviously shown the meaning of "defense", and even for the injured Lin Jian also have no extra care and appeasement, look has been calm and collected, such behavior style, may be to a certain extent, gave the other parent some kind of " This kind of behavior may, to some extent, give the other parent some kind of "unforgiving" illusion.

Shen Ke signaled with his eyes, and Song Zhi leaned over to hear him whisper a few words, then walked quickly out of the reception room before he waved his hand at Lin Jian, "Come here."

Lin Jian moved over slowly, dropping his eyes without looking up.

Shen Ke touched the back of his gauze-wrapped hand with his knuckles and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Jian paused for half a second and shook his head.

"Shot?"

"...... tetanus."

Shen Ke nodded and asked, "Did you hear what that auntie said just now?"

Lin Jian gave a small "hmm".

"Good." Shen Ke's eyes softened a little, and even his voice was a little gentler as he asked again, "So do you want to see this classmate in school again?"

Lin Jian reacted for a moment and looked up abruptly.