Chapter 56: stick
"You come out now, I won't kill you. If you don't come out again, I won't kill you!"
These words sounded like tongue twisters, and Zhou Rui Husky was stunned for a moment.
Yi Qiange stood beside him, coughed and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Didn't you see his test results?" Chai Meichen asked him.
"I see."
"Don't beat him like this?"
"Actually...in fact, you can try to save it, anyway...don't hit the child." Yi Qiange tried to explain everything.
"I have been teaching children for more than ten years, and you suddenly came out and told me that my educational philosophy was wrong, right?!"
"I didn't mean that..." Yi Qiange quickly explained, he really didn't think much of it.
"That's what you meant."
"..." Why does it seem like a quarrel suddenly?
Zhou Rui suddenly opened the door and said to Yi Qiange, "You don't need to speak for me."
After speaking, she turned her head to Chai Meichen and said, "Come on, hit me."
Chai Meichen was no longer interested in beating people.
Yi Qiange was really helpless when she looked at the mother and son who were in the same hatred.
As soon as she turned her head, she saw that Li Xiaonan didn't leave. She stood not far away and looked at them, crying again.
What is the situation?
Yi Qiange fell into a state of confusion early in the morning.
Seeing Li Xiaonan's state, Chai Meichen suddenly recalled what she had just said, and thought that the sentence of her spraying clothes and a thousand songs was really suspected of losing her horse.
This...isn't Li Xiaonan suspected?
Could it be that Li Xiaonan found it?
Just when she wanted to save her, Li Xiaonan turned and left, resolutely.
"Go back and take care of you." Chai Meichen said to Zhou Rui that she lost her interest in beating her son.
"Okay." Zhou Rui walked behind Chai Meichen.
Yi Qiange looked at Chai Meichen for a while and asked, "Does Hou Ranxi's sideline work in cupping?"
Zhou Rui did not hold back: "Pfft—"
Chai Meichen tugged at the collar, covered her strawberry print, and glared at Yi Qiange: "Can you handle it? We both take care of ourselves as an amateur."
"Condense, otherwise I, the head teacher, will sit back and watch."
"What do you do?"
"No puppy love."
"What can you do even if you find out that you are in a puppy love? Find your parents? My parents are my boyfriend, you go and see if he will break up with me." Chai Meichen answered confidently .
Chai Meichen, the most powerful puppy love student in history, took Zhou Rui's arm and left.
Yi Qiange watched the mother and son just leave, suddenly a little melancholy.
He is thinking, is his existence to resolve the contradiction between mother and son? No matter how much resentment he had before, as long as he saw him, he would instantly share his hatred with the enemy, unanimously turn the war into jade and silk?
At first, Chai Meichen was furious, but she was instantly relieved.
Yi Qiange sat in the office and looked through the text messages, found Li Xiaonan's mobile phone number, and sent him a message: pay attention to safety, give me a call when you get home, if you don't receive the message within 5 hours, I will It's time to contact your parents.
After sending it, no reply was received.
He thought about it and felt a little worried, so he called Li Xiaonan's parents.
After the call was connected, it was a little girl's voice: "Hello, hello."
"Oh, hello, I want to find Li Xiaonan's parents."
The other side coughed, disguised as an adult's voice: "Oh, I am, what happened to our child?"
"Do you think I'm easy to deceive? Are you Li Xiaonan's sister?"
"I'm really a parent!" Lolita on the phone tried her best to pretend.
"I'm Li Xiaonan's head teacher. His state is a little wrong. He asked me for leave. Please help pay attention. If it doesn't work, tell your parents."
"Oh oh ok, I see."
Hang up the phone, Yi Qiange looked at Li Xiaonan's phone number in the parent column, and Qiu Sitong's phone number was written in the mother column.
Looking at the mobile phone number in the father column, the numbers are somewhat familiar, frowning slightly, looking through Zhou Rui's information to take a look at Zhou Rui's phone number...
The phone number in the father column is Zhou Rui's mobile phone number.
These little bastards!
He put down the material and planned to read it early.
Passing by an office and hearing the quarrel, he glanced at it casually and didn't want to care, after all, he wasn't the student in charge of the class.
However, after taking two steps, the student in the office felt familiar, so he retreated to the door of the principal's room, knocked on the door and walked in.
The parents sitting on the sofa are still cursing: "The grades have dropped so much, and you still tell me that his grades are very stable? This time he got the second place in the test."
Huang Hua explained to the parents in broken Chinese: "Parents, don't get excited, Zhang Ruicheng's grades have always been very good, but the students who took the first test were also very good."
"I didn't send my child to your school to let you praise him without thinking. There were originally international classes in other schools, but I didn't send them. I saw your school's teachers Strength. Now, he has taken the second place in the exam, and he has never been second in the exam for so many years, he has always been the first!"
"He is two points behind the second."
"2 points is not enough! We don't allow such mistakes in our family. I want to check the monitoring in your classroom to see if he is not serious in class."
"You disrespect your child like this." Huang Hua frowned slightly and couldn't help but refute.
"I respect him?!" Zhang Ruicheng's father seemed to have heard a joke, "What is there to be respected for actually getting second place in the exam?"
After finishing speaking, Zhang's father looked at Zhang Ruicheng, happened to see Zhang Ruicheng's listless appearance, suddenly felt angry, picked up the vase on the table and smashed it at Zhang Ruicheng past.
Zhang Ruicheng originally stood on the sidelines and listened, and he didn't want to take a look at that side. His body was suddenly pulled, and he happened to avoid the vase. He looked at Yi Qiange in astonishment, and again Looking at his father.
"If I were you, I would be ashamed, why are you so calm? Ah? Do you think I made a fuss? Look at your attitude? I respect you? How can I respect a waste? I If it were you, I would have been killed by a head-on crash, and I can't afford to lose that person!"
Dad Zhang looks like a ferocious paranoid, and the flesh on his face trembles when he speaks.
He widened his eyes and glared at Zhang Ruicheng, his appearance was really terrifying.
No matter how hard Zhang Ruicheng tried to calm down, his eyes suddenly became red.
Enough was enough, he guessed it would be like this, his parents were crazy and he was almost out of breath.
said.
"What did you say?!" Dad Zhang looked at Yi Qiange in disbelief.
"Why do you compare your child with others, not because of your comparison? Your child has to be the best? Do you think you are doing the right thing? Children are driven into depression."
Huang Hua was also shocked by Dad Zhang's sudden action, and immediately asked: "You are also a highly educated person, how can you have such a thought?"
"I was educated by my father's stick and I never resisted. Now I thank him. At least I have a good education and a good job. I Taking care of him now is also good to him, and when he gets older and understands things, he will know how to thank me!"
After saying that, Dad Zhang patted the table hard with his hands, making a heart-pounding sound.
Zhang Ruicheng stood behind Yi Qiange, frowning in discomfort, closed his eyes and tried to hold back.
It's not the first time I've seen him like this, haven't you been used to it?
It's fine.
It's okay...
"You calm down." The principal couldn't stand it any longer and said actively.
"I'm very calm, it's this **** that really disappoints me, and you teachers, it's not right for students to protect like this! A dutiful son comes from a stick, you need strict requirements They." Dad Zhang began to question the teacher.
Yi Qiange spoke again: "Gibran once said: Your children are not your children, they are the children born of life's desire for itself. They came to this world with the help of you, but they are not your children. They come because of you, they are by your side, but they don't belong to you. You can give them your love, not your thoughts, because they have their own thoughts."