Rather than waiting for parents to call, of course calling them yourself will appear more proactive and positive.
Zhou Bai took out his address book and opened the student files on the other side. The first thing he saw was class monitor Luo Xue's information.
Zhou Bai looked down her form and quickly found her father's name.
But when she looked down, she saw that the column belonging to her mother was empty.
Luo Xue’s mother…
Zhou Bai thought of a certain possibility in his mind and was suddenly shocked.
In the classroom game just now, Luo Xue was the first to stand up and answer the question, so Zhou Bai was very impressed by her answer.
"What's in City C?"
"Mom's cooking."
This is the answer given by Luo Xue.
But in this file, Luo Xue clearly does not have a mother.
There are also contradictions between the students' memories and the contents of the files...
Zhou Bai obtained more and more information, but it seemed that the whole situation was becoming more and more complicated.
I just don’t know whether Luo’s father’s memory will be the same as the archives or Luo Xue?
With a heavy heart, Zhou Bai picked up the phone and dialed Luo Xue's father's phone number.
"Hello, Dad Luo, I am Luo Xue's class teacher."
On the other end of the phone was the voice of a middle-aged man with an earthy tone.
"Oh, Teacher Zhou, right? Hello, hello."
It seems that this identity has been in contact with Luo's father before.
Zhou Bai suddenly became more cautious.
"Dad Luo, it's like this.
Our school is having a Halloween party tonight.
The main purpose of this party is to allow students to improve their learning abilities during the event.
Students will study late tonight and will not finish until 12 o'clock in the evening.
I think parents should be able to cooperate with the school's teaching work, right?"
Zhou Bai took the initiative and said all the deception tactics he had planned in advance.
But on the other end of the phone, Father Luo seemed to be very busy. On the receiver, I could always hear a noisy voice coming from him.
"Dad Luo, are you listening?" Zhou Bai called him.
"Oh, you're listening, you're listening.
School doesn't get out until 12 o'clock, right?
That's good too, I can finally pick her up from school today."
When Zhou Bai heard this, he felt a little sad for no reason.
"It's okay. Teacher Zhou is taking Luo Xue with him. I'm sure I can rest assured."
Unexpectedly, Zhou Bai, an unreliable class teacher, could actually gain the trust of parents.
He smiled ashamedly.
Keeping in mind the other purpose of this call, I quickly pretended to be chatting casually.
"There is a dance tonight, and Luo Xue is wearing a beautiful blue dress today.
Unfortunately, I accidentally spilled ink on it this afternoon.
Sigh, it’s a pity that such a beautiful dress is stained.”
After listening to what Zhou Bai said, Father Luo on the other end of the phone seemed a little stunned.
"I'm so busy at work that I don't even know that my daughter has a blue skirt."
His voice was a little dull, but it quickly recovered.
"It's okay. I'll get off work early today. I'll go shopping and buy a new pair for her."
On the phone, Zhou Bai did not mention Luo Xue's mother who might have passed away.
But judging from the tone of Luo's father's words, maybe she really comes from a single-parent family.
Zhou Bai also smiled with Luo's father in his simple laughter.
But after saying goodbye to him, he hung up the phone, and then the smile on his face shrank.
Luo Xue did wear a blue skirt today, but Luo's father's answer just now was a bit ambiguous.
We can only assume for the time being that Father Luo's current memory is consistent with what is in the file.
With this question in mind, if you ask a few more parents, you may have an answer.
Thinking of this, Zhou Bai seized the time, dug out other students' files, and continued to make phone calls.
But in the following time, every time Zhou Bai called, he doubted his life.
Because most of the parents he contacted almost recalled that the clothes their children wore today were different from what Zhou Bai saw.
Among so many phone calls, only He Baobao, Ren Miaomiao, Guo Jian, Zhang Xing, and He Yue were parents whose memories were consistent with what Zhou Bai saw.
Let's say the problem is within the school.
The parents' memories are unified, and their information can be matched with Zhou Bai's file.
What problems did the students in the class have?
These students are not the real children of these parents, so the rules do not allow students to talk to their parents?
So where do these students come from?
Obviously, the memories they have cannot correspond to each other.
It can be seen that when they realize this problem, they will also feel scared.
Zhou Bai flipped out the next file in annoyance, and when he wanted to continue making the next call, he heard a knock on the door.
Zhou Bai looked up from the information and saw Luo Xue, wearing a blue skirt, standing at the door of his office.
"Teacher, it's almost six o'clock.
I'm afraid you'll be so busy that you forget the time."
It turned out to be the responsible monitor who came over to remind me.
Zhou Bai opened his pocket watch and looked at the time on it.
While tidying up the information on the table, he pretended to chat with her casually.
"Luo Xue, is your father very busy at work? I rarely see him picking you up from school?"
After Zhou Bai asked, he raised his head and saw Luo Xue standing there, the expression on his face suddenly became sad.
"Did the teacher ask the wrong question?" Zhou Bai was a little surprised.
"My father is dead."
Luo Xue lowered her head and clenched her hands tightly. She lost her previous strong look and answered very quietly.
"Sorry, the teacher shouldn't ask this question."
Zhou Bai did not expect to ask this answer and quickly apologized to her.
"It doesn't matter, my father saved my mother in the car accident.
He is a hero to me and my mother, and I should tell everyone more about this."
Luo Xue raised her head again and showed a somewhat sad smile towards Zhou Bai.
"He should love you very much."
Zhou Bai thought of the busy father on the phone just now, saying that he would pick her up after get off work and buy her a nice dress.
It's a pity that Zhou Bai couldn't let them get through a phone call.
"Yes, I know." Luo Xue showed a proud smile.
"Let's go back to the classroom together."
Zhou Bai put away his portfolio, walked to the door of the office, and took Luo Xue with him to the classroom.
Along the way, although it was a little inconsistent with the current atmosphere and a little abrupt, Zhou Bai still asked the most important question.
"Luo Xue, do you know where the school's surveillance room is?"