"Not necessarily."

The young man's faint voice poured out of his throat, and the blue sky above his head reflected him becoming more and more clean and dust-free.

"Wanqiao, do you want to talk to Dad with such an attitude all the time?"

"Don't come to our school casually in the future, it will scare your classmates, I'm going to class, you go back first!"

"You ......"

Without saying a word, Song Wanqiao turned against the light and turned away without hesitation.

Song Qingquan sighed, his eyes revealing unknown sadness.

He loves him, but he can only indulge him.

He is still so young, only sixteen years old, what kind of grievances have he experienced, so that he is indifferent and docile and unsmiling, and he chokes the neck of others.

And he, the father, can't listen to him except give him a head.

He turned to leave, and when he walked to the pantry, a few youthful faces suddenly appeared, he had just seen them, and the little girl among them was still the one who helped Wanqiao explain and pushed him out.

Several people greeted him with a smile, "Hello uncle!" ”

"Hey, okay, okay, you're all classmates from Wanqiao?"

"Yes."

Sugar cube nodded quickly.

"Our family Wanqiao usually doesn't like to talk, you take care of him more, if there is anything wrong with him, uncle is here to make amends to you first."

Fang Tang replied with a pretended old emphasis, "No, no, uncle, don't worry, Song Wanqiao is very good, his grades are good, and his teachers and classmates like him very much." ”

"Really? That's good, that's good. Song Qingquan nodded with satisfaction, and his eyes inadvertently cast on the five shocking red marks, which showed the strength of the person who started it, and he couldn't help but say,

"Is the face okay? Does it still hurt? ”

Realizing that Song Qingquan was asking himself, Jiang Lige spoke a little flusteredly,

"I didn't ...... It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. ”

Song Qingquan smiled dumbly, looking at Jiang Lige, wasn't this little girl quite bold just now, how could she come to him like a mouse seeing a cat, he was just wearing a layer of skin, is it so scary?

"That's good, when you get home, apply a cold towel, apply some anti-inflammatory ointment, and roll a boiled egg, and the swelling should be reduced tomorrow morning."

"Well, thank you, uncle."

"Okay, let's go to class, you guys go get busy first, don't worry about me."

"Well, that's good, goodbye uncle!"

When he was far away, Big Bear pouted in disgust, "Who likes him?" If you like it, don't pull us! ”

"Who said it, if you don't like it, you ask Jiang Jiang, does Jiang Jiang like him?"

Seeing Jiang Lige in a daze in her own world, Fang Tang pushed her,

"Ginger ginger! Ginger ginger! What do you think? ”

"Song Wanqiao's father turned out to be the director of the Municipal Public Security Department."

No wonder he had a fever that day, she said she called his parents and he warned her not to meddle.

"Yes, our school is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I can't usually see it, but when it comes to the critical moment, it will be a blockbuster. But his dad is really approachable, not the same as Song Wanqiao! ”

Jiang Lige didn't hear what Fang Tang was talking about, his thoughts became numb, everything around him seemed to become illusory, and every step he took was like stepping on cotton.

His father, like him, has cultivation, temperament, and grace, and is a person above the clouds.

But her father ......

Principal's Office.

Principal Li slapped the case, and the force was so strong that the desk was about to fall apart. He first crossed his waist and scolded the grade director, and the spit spittled far away.

"What are you doing? The student's family situation is not clear, I don't think you should be the head of the grade! ”

"Headmaster, I'm ......"

Wronged! The woman who handled the admission procedures for Song Wanqiao at the beginning, claiming to be his aunt, he looked at Song Wanqiao's file, and felt that his grades were indeed top-notch, he was a good seedling, and he would definitely be able to improve the admission rate, so he accepted him, who knew that his father was the director of the Municipal Public Security Department.

"What am I? I'll clean you up later! ”

Principal Li interrupted him, with sparks in his eyes, and he didn't plan to delve into it, and then pointed at Vice Principal Wang's nose,

"You, I think you're usually used to being a demon, and anyone dares to offend! Think you're the boss in the world? Ask a parent to invite a big Buddha, I don't know if people can pinch you to death with their fingers? ”

"Principal, you must help me, over the years, I have also worked hard and done my best for the school! If that Song Qingquan wants to play any trick on me, I ...... What can I do? ”

Seeing the cold sweat on his forehead and a bitter gourd face, Principal Li was a little soft-hearted, after all, he promoted him to this position in the first place, and he has worked with him for many years, except for the importance of family affection because of the protection of the short, this person has not made any serious mistakes, this time it is really unlucky, bad luck, and provoked a big man.

"Do you think everyone is as dirty and dirty as you, Director Song looks polite and kind, not like a narrow-minded person, you first write a written inspection and hand it in, review it in front of all the teachers during the meeting, take a face, and if people don't trouble you in the future, this matter will be turned over, you will be a man with your tail between your legs in the future, don't make waves all day long, you know?"

"Yes, yes," Vice Principal Wang nodded, with a respectful attitude, pushed his glasses again, and said cautiously, "Then, what about Xiaofei?" ”

"You can't save it yourself, and you still have the heart to ask him?"

"This ...... He didn't make any mistakes, he just had a wild temperament, a child, besides, he didn't take advantage of anything, and he was almost strangled to death, you spare him this time, I promise, go back and educate him well. ”

Principal Li thought for a while and said, "At the flag-raising ceremony next week, let him apologize to Song Wanqiao in front of the whole school, and then make a big mistake and give him a punishment of probation!" ”

"Good, good!"

Vice President Wang promised that as long as he was not expelled, the file or anything was not a matter for him to move his fingers.

In the blink of an eye, the last class of the evening, which was supposed to be a self-study class, the political teacher walked into the first and second classes of high school with books in his hand, and some people suddenly felt that the situation was not good.

"Politics in this class."

The demonic six words came into the ears of the whole class, and one stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the whole classroom instantly wailed all over the field, dissatisfied, complaining, and looking for books, one after another.

"Okay, okay, next week is going to be a monthly exam, and our class hasn't kept up with the scope of the exam, so I cheekily applied to your homeroom teacher for this class, this kind of sub-subject is originally trying to survive in the cracks, you don't leave it a little way to live, wait for the second year of high school, choose the liberal arts classmates, there are you who regret it." Besides, didn't I get sick the day before yesterday and didn't come? What's wrong with this lesson? ”

After explaining, the people below knew that the situation could not be reversed, so they had to silently accept the reality and restrain their grievances a little.

After a while, the political teacher on the stage began to dance with his eyebrows.