There was a lot of movement in the teaching building. Standing downstairs, you could see the teacher running out of the office or other classrooms and running together towards the classroom where the sound was coming from.

Yuan Jin came to his senses and rushed upstairs with Duan Zhaoming.

The classroom that made the sound was the last one on the second floor. The two rushed upstairs, and several teachers held down a yelling student and came out.

The student looks like he has Turette Syndrome, or he has a conduct disorder.

Yuan Jin grabbed Duan Zhaoming, who was pretending to be mute, and said, "Wait for me here. Don't go over there."

Several teachers are all women, and the only male teacher looks to be about 60 years old, and he can't control his students at all. It's just that Turette's syndrome is okay, and he can be carefully controlled to prevent him from hurting others and himself, and just give him medication to calm his emotions in time.

It is very troublesome if it is a conduct disorder. When children with conduct disorder deliberately go against their teachers, their emotions are often out of control.

After Yuan Jin warned Duan Zhaoming, he quickly ran over and helped one of the teachers hold down the struggling student, quickly grabbing his hands and pressing him to the ground.

"Let me go, you bitch!" The boy kicked his legs and cursed, "I'm going to kill you, kill you all!"

"Inform the parents to come over." Yuan Jin ordered in a deep voice, "As soon as possible, tell the parents to bring the medicine if they have it, and where is the school's restraint room."

Several teachers relaxed and were about to turn on the electric shock batons when they realized that the person speaking was an unknown girl. They were stunned.

"If there is no... restraint time, I will call the parents right away." One of the teachers came back to his senses, quickly put away the electric shock baton, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the parents.

This girl looks young, maybe she is not a reporter who came to investigate the school secretly?

"Do you have any red scarves?" Yuan Jin casually swept the electric shock batons in their hands and said again, "Quick."

Several other teachers looked at each other in shock. After realizing it, they immediately ran back to the office to get a red scarf and handed it to Yuan Jin. No one dared to get too close.

Yuan Jin got the red scarf, suppressed the boy lying on the ground unable to move with one hand, tied his hands and feet neatly, and took the boy up with him when he stood up.

The school teacher didn't think much, and quickly helped the male teacher who was pushed down, and asked nervously, "Principal, are you okay?"

Principal? Yuan Jin looked back at the principal, then looked at the school environment and several teachers, and his mood was inexplicably complicated.

This special education school is a private school with more than a hundred students and less than ten teachers. It is really not easy to maintain the normal operation of the school in such an environment.

I guess I won’t be able to learn from the experience. I can only look at the shortcomings of this school and try to do the best when I open my own school.

Electric shock prods are something that should never be used.

"You bitch, let me go, or I'll kill you!" The boy's eyes were red with tears, and he glared at Yuan Jin fiercely and cursed, "You bitch, mistress, bitch, I'm going to kill your whole family."

While cursing, he struggled hard and tried to attack the person with his head.

The teachers at the school instinctively retreated and gathered together with pale faces, trying to keep a distance from them. The principal leaned on the railing, holding his waist and panting heavily, sweat dripping down like a fountain, and his lips moved but no sound came out.

I don’t know where this girl came from. The school teacher’s use of electric shock baton against the students must not be spread to outsiders.

If things get serious, the school will have no choice but to close its doors.

He cannot close schools.

"Keep your mouth clean." Yuan Jin heard from the boy's words that he might have a conduct disorder, and said coolly, "It's useless for you to scold, your parents have divorced and no one wants you."

The boy suddenly became quiet as if his acupoints were tapped.

Several teachers and principals were startled and looked at Yuan Jin in disbelief.

Yuan Jin did not dare to relax at all, but the strength of his hands continued to increase, pressing the boy to move towards the office, always alert to his violent outburst. He was accumulating strength and preparing to explode. The muscles in his body were completely tightened, and the blood vessels and tendons in his neck were

It's like being backlogged, seriously bulging.

The teacher and the principal didn't know what was going on. They were stunned in the corridor for a while, and no one followed.

Duan Zhaoming, who was standing not far away, pretended to be a deaf-mute and watched the excitement. Seeing that the teachers were motionless as if they were frozen, his eyes fell on the boy who was being controlled.

He is about the same age as me, about the same height, and probably quite strong. The muscles in my sister's arms are so tight that she doesn't even know how much strength she used.

Duan Zhaoming remembered his previous experience of coming here, pursed his lips and followed.

My sister is so handsome! I went to my parents’ lawyer to refund the money and compensate them, and the landlord honestly refunded the deposit and rent. When I came to the special school, she seemed to be more like a teacher than the teachers here.

Yuan Jin brought the boy into the office, pushed him to sit on a chair, and deliberately stimulated him, "You are a burden. They want to start a new family. Taking you with them will only drag them down. You are not good at studying and your conduct is bad."

, smash your stepmother’s cosmetics and steal your stepfather’s money and cigarettes, no one likes you.”

The boy's tense back suddenly collapsed, his head dropped to his chest, he closed his eyes and breathed heavily.

Yuan Jin turned around and motioned to Duan Zhaoming who was following him to close the door and said in a deep voice, "If you think you shouldn't be here, you should control your behavior and emotions."

"They won't want me even if I control them." The boy suddenly raised his head and roared angrily from his chest, "If you don't want me, why give birth to me? I'm going to kill them, all of you."

Don't ask why he gave birth to him, why he brought him into this world.

"It's you who don't want them because they don't deserve it. It's not that they don't want you." Yuan Jin stretched out his legs to grab a chair and sat down, facing him with a serious expression, "Killing people will not make them regret it, but they will feel that they don't want you.

It’s the right thing to do, because you don’t learn well, because you are not disciplined. But becoming better can make them regret their neglect and harm to you.”

The boy looked at her blankly and murmured, "Becoming good?"

"Yes, become excellent, learn to control your emotions, turn your hatred towards them into the motivation to learn, and become a better person." Yuan Jin's tone softened, "The more they dislike you, the less you can give up.

Otherwise, you will really become what they call a bad person, and let them feel at ease that abandoning you is the right thing to do."

He will have conduct disorder, which should be caused by his parents' cheating and divorce. These parents probably have a lot of extreme behavior, otherwise he would not be sent here.

Adverse family factors are one of the important causes of conduct disorder.

"Are you kidding me? This is a school for the disabled. They sent me here as if I were mentally ill. I can't even escape." The boy sneered and kicked the table, "Get out! Who wants to listen to your nonsense?"

"I can take you out of here." Yuan Jin stretched out his legs to step on his feet in time, "Be honest, you have to pay compensation for any damage to public property."

The boy was in pain and reluctantly took his foot back.

"Be honest and I will take you out of here, but you have to promise me that you must control your emotions after you go out. If you can't control it, I will send you back immediately." Yuan Jin looked directly into his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I can do it.

?”

The boy was shocked by the encouragement in her eyes and was completely stunned.

Leave here? He wanted to leave, even in his dreams. He injured teachers and classmates, used chairs and stolen knives, and tried his best to get out of this mental school, but it was useless.

They would beat him with electric batons, lock him up without food or drink, and tie his hands and feet during class.

No one at home cares how he lives here, they throw him here like garbage, whether he is alive or dead.

"I can take you away, but you need your parents to sign. You'd better think calmly about who can sign for you." Yuan Jin's voice lowered, "I can take you out of here if someone signs."

The boy lowered his head and thought about what she said. Countless family members' faces flashed through his mind, and he realized that the only one who could come over to sign was his uncle. He twitched the corners of his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "My uncle can do it, but you can't lie to me."

"I'm not going to lie to you." Yuan Jin gave him a reassuring smile, took out his phone and unlocked it, "Tell me the number."

The boy's eyes lit up little by little and he gave his uncle's number.

After dialing the phone, the time waiting for the call to be connected seemed to take a long time. Every call seemed to be delayed, and my breathing and heartbeat gradually lost control.

Finally, the call was connected.

Hot tears rolled down the boy's eyes. He restrained his emotions for just a moment and said in a hoarse voice, "Uncle, come and help me go through the formalities. I won't make a fuss anymore."

There was silence on the other side for a long time, and then a man's lazily voice came, "One hour, I have something to do here."

The boy responded, "Okay, I'll wait for you to come over."

Yuan Jin ended the call, put away his cell phone and waved to Duan Zhaoming, indicating with his eyes that he should stay with the student, and then went out to find the principal to find out the situation. He encountered such a thing as soon as he came. Duan Zhaoming also said that the teacher at the school

Students will be locked up. It can be seen that there are many students with mental disabilities in the school.

Duan Zhaoming nodded, sat next to the boy, took out his mobile phone, opened his notepad and typed a message to him: If my sister says she can take you away, she can. You have to stay calm and control your emotions and don't make trouble.

The boy looked at him expressionlessly.

Duan Zhaoming smiled and said something else: She is not my biological sister, but I believe in her.

Yuan Jin glanced at them, opened the door and went out.

The principal and teachers were waiting at the other end of the corridor. When he saw her coming out, the principal stood upright with difficulty, holding his waist. He looked at her with a careful look, and there was a hint of vigilance and precaution, "This classmate, you come to our school."

What's the matter?"

She looked like she was in high school or a freshman at most. She didn't look like she was applying for a job as a teacher, nor did she look like a reporter.

"My younger brother is deaf-mute and I want to find a suitable school for him to attend." Yuan Jin smiled and said, "I don't know what the admission requirements are for your school."

"Our school does not have any requirements. As long as the children have applied for a disability certificate, we can send them to anyone they want." The principal laughed dryly, "As you can see, the environment of our school is very average, but it also has advantages. We are

Admit students for free.”

"Recruit students for free?" Yuan Jin was a little surprised, "Where does the school's funds come from?"

According to the size of the school, the annual expenditure is at least one million. The introduction written on the official website of this school states that the school has been established for 15 years. If you use your own money to do charity, it will not be easy to last for so many years.

The Ministry of Education issues targeted subsidies to special education schools every year. The economic situation of each province is different, and the subsidies received by schools are also different. According to the regulations on the management of special education subsidy funds, provincial capital cities like Dingcheng can apply for

The grants are very limited.

Targeted subsidy funds will focus on supporting the central and western provinces and some difficult areas in the east.

"I will donate part of it myself and raise part from the society." The principal's eyes were fixed on the office door behind her for a second, and he quickly moved away, "The kid just now had a serious behavioral disorder, and he had already injured two teachers after he came in.

Injured four classmates."

It's not safe to put people in an office and just tie them up with a red scarf. It would be better to use an electric prod.
To be continued...