"I'm not sick! I'm not sick!"

"You have caught the wrong person, you have caught the wrong person!"

"I'm normal, I'm normal!"

Dong Tian was tied to a stretcher by several doctors wearing masks, and he got into the ambulance that he drove for a special trip.

He struggled, tried hard, shouted, full of anxiety.

"You're not sick?"

The accompanying doctor glanced at him.

"Not sick! I can guarantee that I am not sick! I am really not sick! I am a scout! I can show you the ID!"

Dong Tian spoke hurriedly.

"What's this."

The doctor compared a v with his hands and asked Dong Tian.

“This is a two.”

Dong Tian hurriedly replied: "Is it right? Look, I'm right! I'm really not sick!"

"This is my hand."

The doctor shook his head and sighed: "Psychologically ill people say they are not mentally ill, just like normal people never say they are normal people."

"Only the abnormal person is, the more he wants to prove that he is normal."

"Stop talking, give him a sedative and let him be quiet."

"There is no sedative? Then just make it."

Bang!

He picked up a pan that was always kept for self-defense in the corner, and after one pot was taken, Dong Tian became quiet at that time.

The driver kicked the accelerator.

The car from the mental hospital roared away.

"I came and went in a hurry, and this wave was purified."

Looking at the car in the mental hospital that was leaving, several security guards finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you looking at what?"

At this time, Sun Zhaojun walked out of the school. While talking, he took out cigarettes from his pocket and distributed them to everyone.

"Yo, the principal is here."

When Brother Chen saw Sun Zhaojun, he smiled and took the cigarette, he was not polite: "I didn't say anything, it's a pity for us. Why did a young man who looks good at the same time get mentally ill?"

"Yes, alas, I still dream all day long."

"I thought he was hateful before, but I just thought he was pitiful again. If I could have a normal mind, who would be a mentally ill?"

Several security guards spoke in words.

Sun Zhaojun didn't understand, but he has a good personality and has no airs. He treats him equally when he gets along with the security guard.

Sun Zhaojun did not force things that he couldn't understand.

"I've worked hard during this period. In a few days, our school will have a school anniversary, which may make everyone more tired. Here, I have helped you apply for some allowance. Although it's not much, it's even if the school has a little bit of satisfaction."

Sun Zhaojun said a few words.

Several security guards were filled with joy and gratitude when they heard this.

"Principal, you are so flirting with me. We are the security guards, just to do our own things and protect students. Isn't that the responsibility?"

Brother Chen was talking, with a smile on his face.

"I know, I just reward everyone, thank you for your hard work."

Principal Sun said a few more words before he left the school.

"Strange, did that person finally decide to give up?"

Sun Zhaojun looked around at the school gate but could not see Dong Tian’s traces.

These days, Sun Zhaojun was also a little annoyed by Dong Tian, ​​but he had no choice but to ask the security guard to be more vigilant, fearing that something would happen to Dong Tian.

Now that he couldn't see Dong Tian anymore, he felt relieved a lot of his heart in a sudden.

After staying at the school gate for a while, Sun Zhaojun first returned home.

He looked at the time, and after a while, he saw a black Audi slowly driving over.

As soon as the car stopped.

Two people got out of the car.

A man who is about the same age as Sun Zhaojun.

The other is a girl chewing gum, wearing a hat, carrying a big guitar, ripped jeans, and a short-sleeved shirt on her upper body.

"Long time no see, Lao Sun!"

The man walked up and laughed.

"It's been a long time. Think about it, it's been more than ten years?"

Sun Zhaojun also sighed a little: "It surprised me. You will come back this time, but you didn't say hello to me in advance, it was a bit sudden."

"Haha, didn't you say No. 1 Middle School is going to celebrate? I happened to have nothing to do in my business, so I came here."

The man nodded and waved to the girl over there: "Come on, Lanlan, say hello to your Uncle Sun."

"Hello Uncle Sun."

The girl named Blue nodded, her voice was a little ethereal.

"Is this your child? It's pretty, haha, it seems you have married a beautiful wife."

Sun Zhaojun joked.

"That's right, it's school anniversary. I'm thinking about letting my daughter go on stage and sing a song these days. Is it convenient for you to watch?"

The man went straight to the point: "Lan Lan loved singing since she was a child, and now she has been admitted to the Vocal Music Department of Yanjing Conservatory of Music in advance, so there is no pressure for the college entrance examination."

"That's what I think. For this school anniversary, letting her go on stage can be regarded as a training for her stage performance. It's best if you have the chance, help me temporarily join a class so that she can also experience my school."

"Oh, this is easy to deal with, I'll just arrange this."

Sun Zhaojun nodded.

"By the way, I heard that there is a student in your school that is very good and excellent. He won the first prize in the National Modern Poetry Competition some time ago?"

The man suddenly asked about this.

"Yes, yes, you know, too?"

Sun Zhaojun was a little surprised.

"All the old classmates in our circle know about it, and I heard that this student was snatched from another place and it was really not easy to discover the good seedlings."

He sighed.

"The main thing is that the students are good at it. Speaking of which, he sings is also very good, and he will be on stage and you will see it when that time."

Sun Zhaojun greeted him in the door, and the two chatted.

"Singing sounds good, how good is it?"

Lan Lan, who hadn't spoken much before, suddenly asked at this time, looking curious, looking at Sun Zhaojun over there.

Sun Zhaojun obviously felt the eager gaze in her eyes.

This kind of gaze.

It's the kind of look that wants to compete with others.

"It sounds very nice. The students in our school like to listen to him singing."

Sun Zhaojun was not angry and looked happy: "Speaking of this, because of this, the head teacher of other classes wanted to cause trouble for him. He said that his singing was so good, which disturbed the students' studies in their class, haha."

"I'm still thinking that this child may be a singer in the future. If that's the case, I, as the principal, will be worth it."

Sun Zhaojun finished his feelings.

"Be a singer?"

Lan Lan spoke again and curled her lips: "What kind of singer is it?"

“Has he participated in any singing competition?”

"Did he win any singing award?"

"Does he have any outstanding works?"
Chapter completed!