207. Parent-Teacher Conferences

207. Parent-Teacher Conferences

Xu Xiaoxiao woke up early the next morning, and she was considering whether to go to school.

She now has a fear of school, she doesn't want to go to school, and now her classmates know about the scandal in her family, in their eyes, her mother is a junior, her father is a scumbag, and she is a woman like her mother.

She can't face those strange eyes and the fingers of her classmates behind her back?

The teacher was also very disappointed in her, they didn't believe that it was Tian Tian Tian who made her embarrassed, but said that she was jealous of Tian Tian Tian and talked nonsense.

Today is the last day of the semester, and the main task is to get the transcript and hold a parent-teacher conference.

Her mother went to prison, and her father would not have helped her hold a parent-teacher conference, because he had gone, and the scene must have been very embarrassing, and she couldn't believe what kind of situation she would encounter if her father went.

Xu Xiaoxiao did not inform her father about the parent-teacher conference, but when he beat her last night, he said that she had a bad test score this time, and the teacher must have informed him, and with her understanding of her father, he would not go.

She was glad he wouldn't go.

Xu Xiaoxiao thought about it for a long time, but she still felt that she should not go to school to see the faces of those people, yesterday was the most embarrassing and tragic day since she arrived at that school, and if she went today, it would not be much better than yesterday.

She called Ma Rui and asked him to help bring her winter vacation homework back, of course, on the grounds that she was not feeling well.

Ma Rui didn't say anything, just said that let her rest at home, and he would bring her winter vacation homework back to her.

But Xu Xiaoxiao didn't want to stay at home, her grandmother's waist was sprained, and if she was at home, she would definitely be assigned by their mother and son to do housework.

She was still wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, and walked out of the house, and when she arrived at the gate of the community, she was a little dazed, not knowing where she was going.

After thinking about it, she ate a bowl of noodles and went to a nearby park.

In school, classes are held in the morning and parent-teacher conferences are held in the afternoon.

Manna arrived at school on time as usual and entered the classroom where her daughter's class was.

Before, Tian Tiantian's academic performance was average, so every time there was a parent-teacher meeting, Ganlu was also a silent member, of course, those girls in the class would secretly talk about whose mother was good-looking, some classmates said it was Xu Xiaoxiao's mother, and some students said it was Tian Tiantian's mother.

But most people think that the sweet mother is good-looking, not only good-looking, her temperament belongs to the gentle and generous type, and her dress is simple and down-to-earth, because their family is the richest, but they are very popular.

And Xu Xiaoxiao's mother, both in makeup and dress, is very delicate and fashionable, and her temperament belongs to the kind of professional woman who is shrewd and capable.

What's more, every time Xu Xiaoxiao's mother comes to the parent-teacher conference, she is in the limelight, talking with the teachers and talking to the parents about her daughter's learning experience.

Now I know that Xu Xiaoxiao's mother is a junior, and the classmates who said that Xu Xiaoxiao's mother is good-looking and temperamental before laughed at themselves for being blind, and they even thought that she was good-looking and temperamental, what kind of temperament is that, that is, pretending and twisting.

Of course, Xu Xiaoxiao's mother is in prison at this parent-teacher meeting and will not be able to attend this parent-teacher conference.

The sweet and sweet mother deserves to be the most beautiful and temperamental mother, not to mention that she came this time, and there is a soft and rigid and soft taste between her gestures.

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