She Came To My Concert

At this moment, Zhu Wenshu finally understood why the former head teacher left a whole box of Mrs. Jingxin Oral Liquid on the day she packed up her things and went on maternity leave.

She breathed a sigh of relief, got up and walked towards the classroom.

Through the corridors of chasing and fighting, and up the dangerous stairs.

Before reaching the door of the classroom, she had already heard a loud noise.

"What is this doing!"

She muttered, and hastened her pace.

The moment she pushed away from the back of the classroom, she saw black heads piled up in a mess, and the shouts and cries almost knocked the roof over.

"Quiet!"

Zhu Wenshu shouted, "Everyone be quiet!"

When the children around heard the sound, they turned their heads in unison, and ran around in fright.

When the crowd dispersed, Zhu Wenshu saw the perpetrator in the innermost part.

The fierce Ling Siyuan in the legend——

Being ridden on the ground by another child, unable to move.

"stop!"

Zhu Wenshu rushed in two or three steps, and after a closer look, Ling Siyuan's face was covered with blood.

"Wang Xiaopeng! Stop it!"

When the little boy who was called out heard the voice, he was so frightened that he rolled off Ling Siyuan's body.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that the nose was hit, just stop the bleeding."

The school doctor was used to this kind of fighting, so he threw Zhu Wenshu a disinfectant wipe with no expression, and motioned her to wipe the blood off her hands.

After getting these words, Zhu Wenshu's beating heart slowed down a little.

Fortunately, nothing major happened, Ling Siyuan only had a nosebleed, and he stretched out his hand to touch it twice before wiping it all over his face.

But Zhu Wenshu was not in the mood to wipe her palms. She frowned, stared at the little boy in front of her, and asked, "Why did you hit someone?"

Ling Siyuan's nose was stuffed with gauze, and his appearance looked funny.

Coupled with his stubborn expression, he looks more like a cartoon character.

"not talking?"

Zhu Wenshu said solemnly, "It doesn't matter if you do something wrong, the important thing is to have a correct attitude."

"..."

"Tell the teacher, why did you fight?"

"..."

Seeing that he refused to speak, Zhu Wenshu had no choice but to be soft.

She squatted in front of Ling Siyuan, touched his sweat-wet hair, and said softly: "Tell the teacher, okay? We said we would be good friends."

Zhu Wenshu's voice was like fine bean paste flowing out of glutinous rice balls, so gentle and sweet that the school doctor beside him felt his heart melt.

But this seven-year-old boy was still indifferent, turned his head and said nothing.

"If you do this again..."

Zhu Wenshu said, "The teacher can only talk to your parents."

Parents are worthy of being the killer.

No matter how stubborn the child heard it, he immediately panicked.

His dark pupils gurgled, rolling like a black grape.

"I, I... Wang Xiaopeng scolded me first!"

Zhu Wenshu asked, "What did he scold you for?"

Ling Siyuan opened his mouth, and he was about to say something, but he didn't know what he thought of.

Puckering his lips, twisting his head, he turned into a gourd with a sawed mouth.

"No matter what, we can't solve the problem with our fists."

Under this gentle voice, no one knew that Zhu Wenshu's patience was exhausted.

"If you don't tell me, the teacher will really invite the parents."

Ling Siyuan's cheeks flushed suddenly, and his fingers fiddled with the hem of his clothes uneasily.

After a while, he stammered and said, "I, my father is very busy! He is not free."

"How busy can it be?"

Zhu Wenshu asked, "No matter how busy you are, you still have time to come to school."

"My dad is, a doctor! He saves patients every day!"

"Doctors also have off-duty time."

Zhu Wenshu took it easy, "Teacher can go to the hospital to find your father."

Children are children, and when they tell lies, they cannot stand being frightened.

Seeing that he was about to be exposed, he was so anxious that Baby Fat was shaking, he lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly said again.

"No, no, my dad changed careers! He's not in the hospital anymore!"

"Oh?"

"He, he has become a big star!" Ling Siyuan rolled his eyes and recalled, "He always goes out in a super cool car to pick him up! More than a hundred reporters are blocking him downstairs! Hundreds of fans take pictures of him every day Sell ​​money! Teacher, if you don’t buy a ticket, you won’t be able to see him!”

"Why don't you say that your father is an astronaut and is not on Earth right now?"

Zhu Wenshu resisted the urge to laugh, took out his mobile phone, and said, "Yuanyuan, everyone makes mistakes, as long as you correct them, you are still a good boy, but it is wrong for you to lie."

Open the DingTalk parent group, and Zhu Wenshu finds "Ling Siyuan's father".

When Siyuan saw it, he jumped off the bed in a hurry, but he didn't dare to do anything, he could only hold onto the corner of Zhu Wenshu's clothes pitifully with tears in his eyes.

"Teacher...don't tell my dad, he will scold me..."

Zhu Wenshu sighed, pressed the phone, and asked Ling Siyuan again.

"Then do you want to tell the teacher why you fought?"

Ling Siyuan couldn't hold it anymore, he hesitated and said with tears: "Wang Xiaopeng

Said...that my mother doesn't want me anymore...my father doesn't want me anymore..."

"..."

Before taking over the class, Zhu Wenshu had a general understanding of the students' situation.