"My sister is really amazing......" Ma Yunteng shook his head speechlessly, and walked towards the helicopter at the moment.

At the same time, in the first class of the third grade of Qingteng Primary School in Jiangnan City, after the Chinese teacher Ren Xiaoqian hung up the phone, he sighed depressedly.

"Alas, this parent is also desperate. Ren Xiaoqian muttered, and then walked into the classroom, as Ren Xiaoqian entered the classroom, the children who were originally talking enthusiastically were also doing a good job, waiting for further instructions from Teacher Ren Xiaoqian.

Today is the time for the third grade class to write essays.

Ren Xiaoqian assigned this essay task a week ago.

The title of this essay is called: I have an airplane.

The essay requirement is that each child prepares an airplane and then writes a 500 word essay about the airplane by observing, flying, and flying.

Qingteng is the most famous private aristocratic school in Jiangnan City, and every student's family is very rich, and no one cares about the little money for buying a helicopter.

As long as it is their children's school needs, they will meet them.

Qingteng is crowded with all kinds of luxury cars every day after school, and the parents of the children are almost all big boss-level figures, and families who are not multimillionaires are embarrassed to send their children here.

Because this is a real aristocratic school in Gangnam City.

At this moment, there are more than 20 parents in the back of the first class of the third grade.

Some families not only came to their parents, but even their grandparents also attended, because they were notified in advance that today after the short composition class, there will be an aircraft carrier competition, and there will be in-person activities after the model aircraft competition.

Ren Xiaoqian glanced at Ma Xiaomeng, who was sitting in the back row with his chin dragged, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly, and then shifted his gaze to the upright children who were sitting.

"Li Xiaoyao, what is your dream?" In order to meet the requirements of these parents, Ren Xiaoqian had to temporarily add this topic to this composition class, because those parents wanted to listen to their children talk about their dreams, and Ren Xiaoqian had no choice but to join this topic.

"My dream is to be as rich as my father!" Li Xiaoyao said, and the parents in the back row of the classroom all looked at the sleek man in the suit with sunglasses.

Li Xiaoyao's father nodded modestly at the parents.

Ren Xiaoqian frowned slightly, thinking that this child was so yearning for money at a young age, this is not the correct family education!

"So what can prove that your father is rich?" Ren Xiaoqian asked with a slight smile as he looked at him.

"My dad is rich, my dad has more than 1,000 employees working for him, the ointment and toothbrushes I use at home are all imported from Germany and the United States, my dad taught me to rinse my mouth with milk every day, no matter what kind of fruit it is, I will throw it away when I eat it, because my dad said we are rich people!" Li Xiaoyao said very proudly.

Forehead!

Not only the children in the classroom, but even those parents were stunned when they listened, what kind of family education is this, this is simply teaching children how to lose.

"Okay......"

Ren Xiaoqian smiled speechlessly, and continued to ask a classmate behind him.

"My dream is to be a surgeon like my dad, my dad is very busy every day in the hospital, and he can't rest when he comes home, because there are always a lot of patients' family members who come to my house at night to thank my dad, and each of them likes to stuff a rectangular card into my dad. A little girl said innocently.

When the voice fell, the girl's father couldn't help but lower his head, and he just wanted to beat up his child, is this obviously accepting red envelopes!

"Okay...... It's actually a very happy thing to be thanked by many people, and your father is also very noble and great......" Ren Xiaoqian said with a forced smile.

"What about you, what is your dream?" Ren Xiaoqian looked at a little boy again.

The little boy quickly stood up, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and said, "My dream is to be a man like my father!"

Ren Xiaoqian sighed speechlessly, these children's dreams are actually to become people like their fathers, and everyone has their own reasons, Ren Xiaoqian smiled slightly and asked, "Can I tell everyone why?"

"Well, because my dad has five wives! Other children have one mother, but I'm different, I have several mothers! And every one of them is a big beauty!"

The classroom was suddenly quiet.

The boy's father blushed, glared at his child, and left the back door.

"My dream is to become a pilot so that I can fly into the sky and shoulder to shoulder with the sun. ”

"My dream is to become an astronaut so that I can elope to the moon with the little girl I like. ”

"My dream is to become Ultraman, so that I can kill little monsters and maintain world peace. ”

"My dream...... I don't have a dream, I'm just very entangled in whether it is better to be admitted to Tsinghua University or Peking University......"

"My dream is to be Snow White. ”

Each child stood up in turn and said his dreams, but I have to say that these children's dreams are all strange dreams, because their families are too rich, resulting in their dreams are also very illusory.

Ren Xiaoqian locked his gaze on the face of the last little girl.

She felt that these people's dreams were good......

Seeing Ma Xiaomeng, who was still dragging his chin with his fingers, Ren Xiaoqian also smiled bitterly in his heart, this child actually came over with a perm today, yesterday it was still straight, and today it will become a curl.

And it is also dyed colorful.

And there is also a layer of green lipstick on the mouth, which looks particularly non-mainstream.

Ren Xiaoqian called Ma Yunteng before he was talking about this problem.

Ren Xiaoqian's mind couldn't help but have some very funny pictures.

Ma Xiaomeng, who had just transferred to another school, had already beaten all the little boys in the class to tears in less than three months......

Even the boys in the next class had many of them beaten and cried by him......

The small grade, the strength is amazing, although it has only been three months in Qingteng, it has already frightened many naughty boys...... It can be called a fairy-like existence.

As a last resort, Ren Xiaoqian transferred her to the last row of the class.

It's not that Ren Xiaoqian looks down on children in the countryside, but Ma Xiaomeng is too naughty.

But Ren Xiaoqian still likes Ma Xiaomeng very much in his heart, because this aristocratic school is full of comparison and copper smell, and Ren Xiaoqian sees a different temperament in Ma Xiaomeng.

"Xiaomeng, what is your dream. Ren Xiaoqian looked at her with a slight smile and asked.

"Huh...... What dreams can a country kid have?"

"That's right, my son was beaten and cried by him, he was so violent at a young age, and he got it when he grew up. ”

"You are embarrassed to say that your son was beaten and cried by her, and my son did the same position with him for a day, and his face was swollen for half a month. ”

"My son is afraid to come to school now. ”

"The country kid is so wild. ”

Before Ma Xiaomeng could answer, the mothers sitting in the back row couldn't help complaining, their sons had been tortured by Ma Xiaomeng, because Ma Xiaomeng was too terrifying, these parents all jointly wrote to the principal's office in the hope that Ma Xiaomeng could be expelled, but for some reason, those letters were all lost in the end.

And even if you find the principal to report it in person, the result is still nothing.

"Hmm...... My dream is to be like my brother and throw money all over the place. Ma Xiaomeng pouted, her big eyes were shining, and she stood up and looked at Ren Xiaoqian seriously and said.

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