At the school gate, the "Yingli Key Experimental Primary School" is particularly dignified and atmospheric.

Qin Hao recalled in his mind, it turned out that this Yingli Primary School was a noble primary school in the Demon Poison Primary School world. Tuition fees are very expensive, and students are basically from wealthy and powerful families.

I heard that many high-ranking officials in the Demon Capital are also among them.

Thinking about it, I felt a little sympathy in my heart, and with Bifang's salary, how many days and nights would it take to send Xixi to such a higher school?

At the door, there are countless successful men in ties and suits, or modern ladies with satchels and the smell of expensive perfumes, pulling their children into the door.

Qin Hao saw that the time was not early, so he pulled Xixi and walked over.

After all, it is an aristocratic elementary school, and many routines are still skillful.

At the door of Xixi's class, the head teacher, Teacher Liu, gave a parent in with a smile on his face.

When he waited for Xixi, his smile narrowed by two levels, but he still said kindly: "Good morning, Bi Xixi, this is your father......"

Xi Xi didn't speak, but Teacher Liu smiled at Qin Hao on his own initiative: "It's not easy for this parent to see you...... Usually Xixi's mother comes to send it......"

Mother?

Qin Hao was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Xixi's helpless face, he realized that the so-called "mother" was Bi Fang.

It seems that he must have been mistaken for "Bi Father".

Qin Hao didn't deny it, and said with a cheeky smile: "Xixi often talks about Teacher Liu......

Actually, I just said the teacher's name on the bicycle.

Teacher Liu nodded and smiled, and then a parent in high-end clothes led the child over, and he looked at Qin Hao's eyes with a hint of ridicule, "Come in quickly, two of you." ”

Qin Hao understood that it was his dress that gave the other party a bad impression, so he was not angry, and pulled Xixi into the classroom.

The classroom is very spacious, much larger than the usual elementary school, not to mention the wall-mounted TV hanging next to the lectern, and there is a big piano underneath. Even the guitar, violin, ukulele and other playing instruments are placed casually, obviously to cultivate students' musical talent.

The classrooms have a total of forty-three seats, equally spacious desks, in six rows of seven seats.

Xixi's seat is for some reason, in the first row No. 5, relatively back.

After the two sat down, Qin Hao asked Xi Xi: "Xi Xi is not tall, why is she sitting in such a back?"

Xixi's face was full of innocence: "Teacher Liu said that students with good eyesight can exercise ...... sitting in the back"

Qin Hao was a little unhappy in his heart, but after the little look of Teacher Liu just now, he could see it.

This guy looks good, but in fact, he is quite hypocritical in his heart, and he is just the kind of person who tends to be inflammatory.

Compared with these rich and noble families, Xixi's family background seems very ordinary, so even if she has excellent grades and outstanding appearance, she is also arranged in the back seat.

Thinking about it, I was a little angry in my heart, so in order not to reflect it, I could only talk about Xixi's textbook at will to relieve my boredom.

Suddenly seeing a big turtle drawn in Xixi's textbook, Qin Hao smiled and said, "Little angel, your painting skills are not good, why is this turtle crooked?"

When Xixi was said this, her face was very sad, and she stopped talking.

"What's the matter? Brother said to be playing, but the drawing is actually quite good!"

Qin Hao was taken aback, and comforted very softly at the moment.

The corners of Xixi's mouth twitched, and she shook her head aggrievedly and said, "This is not what I painted, it is Dong Zijie's ......"

"Dong Zijie?"

Qin Hao didn't understand at first, but after seeing Xixi's helpless face, he came to his senses.

Bullying and being bullied are things that people have to encounter in school.

Xixi is weak and cute, and is destined to belong to the latter. Moreover, the way children express their love is bullying, which has always been the case with Xixi.

Sure enough, Qin Hao opened other books and found that many textbook covers were painted with graffiti.

"Xixi, does that Dong Zijie often bully you?"

Qin Hao is a little uneven, it's enough to draw one, every textbook is drawn, is the child too skinny?

It's a bear child!

Xixi nodded aggrievedly and told the situation of going to school.

After hearing this, the injustice in Qin Hao's heart turned into warm anger.

It turned out that Xixi would be bullied by her classmates on weekdays.

Male classmates think she's pretty and bully her for the purpose of attracting attention. The female classmates were jealous of her beauty, encouraged her not to say anything, and some even more bluntly said that her family was poor.

It's such a bully!

Qin Hao was displeased, and his head was hit by a flying piece of chalk.

"What?"

Qin Hao was a little stunned, a generation of Night Emperors was actually attacked by someone? Or is it a chalk head?

Turning his head, the sneak attacker was not a vicious criminal, but a little boy with oily hair and a pink face.

The little boy had oily hair, a white face with blonde hair, and it turned out to be a mixed-race boy.

She sat in the third position in the second row, held in the arms of a woman in a rich dress.

Obviously, there was a mother present on the side, but the boy did not restrain himself, and when he saw Qin Hao looking over, he made a grimace to express his pride.

Qin Hao was a little depressed, this bear child was really a little underbeaten!

"She's Dong Zijie, Brother Hao, I'm really embarrassed......"

Xi Xi glared at Dong Zijie angrily, and was embarrassed to comfort Qin Hao.

Qin Hao touched Xixi's head and asked, "This little guy is usually so unscrupulous?"

Xi Xi nodded slightly: "Dong Zijie is the naughtiest ...... in the class"

As the two spoke, another pen flew over, and Qin Hao slapped it casually, turning the chalk into powder.

In the distance, Dong Zijie stared with a ghostly look on his face.

Chalk is gone? Is this magic?

Then, he saw a scorching gaze coming, and it turned out that Qin Hao, who was not far away, had "fierceness" on his face.

Somehow, Dong Zijie, who is usually lawless, felt very nervous after seeing this expression, and finally cried with a "wow".

It was a heart-rending appearance, as if it had encountered a flood beast.

"What's the matter, Jerry......"

The woman next to Dong Zijie was very inexplicable, holding her son and comforting her very softly.

Dong Zijie cried and didn't speak, pointing his finger at the door behind him.

The woman looked over and saw Qin Hao's young and handsome face.

At the moment, this one has a soft smile on his face.

"Jerry, what the hell is going on?"

The woman didn't think that this smiling face could scare her son into tears, so she patted the little boy gently and asked.

Jerry "wow" suffered all his life, sobbing: "He's so scary!"

"Scary?"

The woman turned her head to look at it again, but Qin Hao's expression was still very easy-going?

Scary, isn't it......

Qin Hao, who was not far away, was very speechless.

Just now, in fact, he was just pretending to be an ordinary grimace, but he didn't expect to make the little guy cry.

(End of chapter)