"You mean, you've passed things around in class?"

Teacher Miao's voice was much steady, and his emotions were also very stable.

The righteous Ma Huayang immediately fainted, how to answer this? Either he died or his sister died.

Just as he gritted his teeth and was about to carry this heavy black cauldron, Song Ci took the initiative to raise his hand and interrupted the righteous deeds of his hot-blooded cousin.

"Teacher, I really know pinyin, so I did some practice questions, which has nothing to do with others, and I didn't bother other my classmates. Do you want to see this?"

After explaining, she handed over the finished math book with both hands, looking sincere and harmless.

Ma Huayang scratched his head blankly, things didn't seem to be the same as he thought?

The corners of Li Shenxing's mouth hooked imperceptibly, with a steady and reliable look, he took his sister's hand from under the table and held it tightly.

Uncle must not have left yet, and he will not let my sister suffer.

He doesn't look like Ma Huayang's reckless guy, who messes up without asking anything clearly.

Although they are all cousins, there is also a gap between cousins and cousins!

Li Shenxing thought about his sister's cousin who had called others for several years, and his heart was sour.

If only he had come to his uncle's house sooner.

The young boy who learned Go well was confident, but he still inevitably worried that his uncle would be too late to stop the teacher's criticism in time, so that his sister would be wronged.

He anxiously took his sister's hand to protect him, and while paying attention to the change in the teacher's expression, he kept looking at the door of the classroom, and silently called out in his heart:

Uncle is coming! My sister is in danger!

Song Chunan sneezed twice in a row, muttered, who scolded me behind my back, rubbed his nose, and walked to the classroom with a few new books.

The principal was so enthusiastic that he chatted with him for a while, introducing his own coaching career, and asking Song Ci about his performance at home, and talking a lot.

After such a delay, half an hour passed, and class was about to end.

Song Chunan originally planned to quickly take the book and send it to his daughter, and by the way, he secretly observed a class outside the classroom to see if his daughter was suitable.

As a result, I haven't even reached the door of the classroom, and the class bell has been ringed.

As soon as the doors of each classroom opened, the students quacked and fluttered out like ducks in water.

Song Chunan was so bluffed that he leaned against the wall to make way for these rampaging little boys.

His brows furrowed, and he looked worriedly at the girl classroom in front of him, as if he had seen the tragic scene of his poor little child being pushed to the ground helplessly and painfully.

Silly Daddy's face darkened, picked up his two long legs, and strode forward.

It's too dangerous to go to school, or he'd better take his daughter home first.

The girl is still young, so she is not in a hurry at this time, and she will talk about it when she grows stronger and can bump into others.

The old father, who was hanging in his heart, hurried over in three steps and two steps, and found that the classroom in the first grade class was quiet, which was completely different from the noisy and noisy other classes.

Haven't they finished class yet? The teacher has dragged the class, and they haven't even been able to let the children out of the bathroom?

Song Chunan's face sank like water, and his heart was so distressed that he couldn't do more.

His daughter was pampered when she was a child, where did she suffer this crime? What can she do if she is in a hurry to pee her pants?

Song Chunan seemed to hear her daughter's aggrieved cry, and she was so anxious that she trotted up.

Bang bang bang!

Song Chunan knocked heavily on the classroom door.

He looked at the students in the classroom who didn't move their nests, and the little girl who was left by the teacher to talk alone, gritted his back molars, and couldn't help but rush in to fight with the female teacher!

What are you doing, his daughter just came and couldn't get along with the child?

"Teacher Miao, I'm here to deliver textbooks to the children. The principal was too enthusiastic, and he didn't pay attention to the time after talking for a while, so he delayed the class, right?

The child has just arrived, the place of life is unfamiliar, and there is something that cannot be done, you can bear with me. ”

Song Ci saw his father, who he hadn't seen for half an hour, and smiled happily at him.

Listening to his seemingly polite words again, how do you feel that it doesn't seem to be so right?

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