"I don't care, anyway, your daughter beat my son, you have to let my son fight back!"

Cheng's mother had an unforgiving posture.

Wang Yingru was so angry that her eyebrows rose up, and she sneered: "Then your son still pushed my daughter, why, let my daughter push back too?"

She can see that this parent is arrogant and unreasonable, no wonder the kindergarten principal just now looks like he wants to shirk the responsibility.

She's so good at it!

Wang Yingru was not a person who was messing around, but the attitude of the kindergarten principal just now made her feel cold, and at this time she seemed to smile and said: "My daughter can be bullied by a teacher in the kindergarten, is your kindergarten also responsible?"

These words seemed to remind Cheng's mother, and she immediately pulled the kindergarten into it and asked the kindergarten to give her an explanation.

Zhang Qing watched them get more and more noisy from the side, and she had a headache.

If you knew this, it would be a waste of time to not go to this kindergarten.

looked at Cheng Ling, who was snorting on the side, and suddenly had an idea.

Quietly walked to his side, Zhang Qing pulled the corner of his clothes.

"What are you doing?!"

Looking back and seeing that it was Zhang Qing, Cheng Ling hurriedly took a step back vigilantly.

Zhang Qing pursed her lips, didn't she still have the image of a little bully who was not afraid of the sky and the earth at the beginning?

Slander is slander, but Zhang Qing has not forgotten the purpose of her coming.

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Cheng Ling, with a hint of provocation: "You can't beat me, is this asking your mother to stand up for you?"

The little boy clenched his fists all at once, and his face was swollen and red.

"You let your mother do this," Zhang Qing shook her head, "You're not a hero." ”

So Cheng's mother was dragged away in her son's shame.

Dean Wang and several teachers were still a little dumbfounded.

This woman left so easily today? How often did you not make a fuss until the kindergarten or the other party's parents lost money?

Zhang Qing smiled secretly, she had already seen that Cheng Ling was domineering, but he was a face-saving person, and he still had a little bit of a little boy's stubbornness, and she was really provoked by her words, so she was embarrassed to stay here again.

Seeing that the biggest trouble had gone, Director Wang's attitude also softened.

Zhang Qing pulled Wang Yingru.

As soon as Wang Yingru lowered her head, she saw that her daughter's eyes were full of tears, and she said with an aggrieved face: "Mom, let's go quickly, I don't want to come here again." ”

Wang Yingru thought about it for a while, and was very dissatisfied with the practice of pushing the child when there was something in the kindergarten, and besides, she had an argument with someone here today, and Qingqing may not be able to continue to go to school here.

Wang Yingru is a neat and tidy person, she simply quit Zhang Qing and asked for the tuition back.

On the way back, Zhang Qing rubbed her red eyes and smiled secretly.

She also had a flash of inspiration just now, and thought of why not take this opportunity to let Wang Yingru promise her that she didn't have to go to kindergarten?

Kindergarten is really a dispensable process for her, and as long as she thinks of so many children arguing all day long, Zhang Qing really has no patience to deal with it.

Just used the acting skills he had learned on his mother, Zhang Qing still felt a little guilty in her heart, so she was extremely well-behaved in the following days.

After her stalking, grinding and soaking, and proving in various ways that she really didn't need to go to kindergarten, Wang Yingru finally promised Zhang Qing that she didn't need to go to kindergarten.

But he led Zhang Qing to the Children's Palace to register for a dance class and music class.

She was worried that Zhang Qing was reluctant to learn, and said to Zhang Qing seriously: "The pinyin numbers you learned in kindergarten, you said that you can do it, and your mother doesn't force you, but girls always have to have a skill, you learn music and dance first, see which one you are more interested in, let's choose which." ”

didn't know that Wang Yingru's arrangement was exactly what Zhang Qing thought.

She just didn't bring it up, and Zhang Qing also wanted to learn this.

If you live again, you should always make your life more wonderful and rich, so as not to waste this second life.

So Zhang Qing went to learn dance in the morning, sang and piano in the afternoon, and enrolled herself in a calligraphy class on the weekend, and spent an hour practicing calligraphy every morning and evening.

In this way, she has become a busy person, and the things in the company can only be handled in her spare time.

Children have strong physical flexibility and the ability to comprehend adults, so Zhang Qing has learned dance and piano well, and has made rapid progress.

Only singing, perhaps born with incomplete pentatonic sounds, progress is very slow.

But the teacher said that even people with incomplete pentatonic tones can master a set of their own tones after continuous study and training, and even if the singing is not very beautiful, at least they can ensure that they are not out of tune.

You must know that in her previous life, she was out of tune when she sang, but Zhang Qing has always had pain in her heart.

She will never forget the laughter that resounded throughout the class in music class when the teacher got herself up to sing in music class, and even the teacher couldn't help but laugh along.

The little girl's self-esteem was so hurt that she barely sang since.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Zhang Qing secretly decided that since she had the opportunity, she must pass the singing level.

“daomi……”

Such days pass quickly, but Zhang Qing can ask Wang Yingru not to go to kindergarten, but elementary school can no longer escape.

In the autumn of 1996, seven-year-old Zhang Qing finally officially became a primary school student.

In the past two years, perhaps because of the lack of exercise and dance practice, Zhang Qing is much taller than her peers, and she looks more and more like a half-grown girl.

She sat in the bright classroom of the second elementary school in Moshi, which is said to be the best elementary school in Moshi, and her quiet contrast was in stark contrast to the children around her who were chattering all the time.

This also made the head teacher, Teacher Cui Jiajia, look at Zhang Qing differently and directly appointed her as the class leader.

Zhang Qing's face stiffened, she will be the king of children from now on?

She wanted to excuse herself, but Cui Jiajia recognized her.

Well, the little girl is as smart as the delicate roses, even the naughty boy is embarrassed to bully her, right? Thinking of the two big 100 on Zhang Qing's test paper in the entrance exam, what reason is there not to let her be the class leader?

So, Zhang Qing was driven out of the shelves.

Fortunately, she was a teacher in her previous life, although she was a middle school teacher at that time, she also had some experience in dealing with children, in addition to doing the things assigned by the class teacher, she actually managed the class in an orderly manner when the teacher was away.

The only one who got her some moths every now and then was Cheng Ling, who had a holiday.