Chapter 57: No PS Trace

"Qiqi, just now, you said that my son is also your little prodigy, and someone in his school always bullies him."

When Luo Jianhua said this, he restrained the smile on his face very harshly.

Prevent Bai Qiqi from seeing himself excitedly asking his son about being bullied.

That would be too awkward.

"Uncle, don't be angry. He doesn't tell you because he's afraid you'll be worried. ”

Bai Qiqi bit his lip, and there was hesitation in his voice.

For fear that if he said something wrong, Luo Lingfeng would be scolded later.

"Oh, that's right. Did he tell you how he was bullied? ”

Luo Jianhua leaned forward, and the joy on his face couldn't be stopped.

But he looked at Bai Qiqi again, looking at him.

Immediately, he returned to a serious face and stepped back secretly.

"Some time ago, that bad student in their school had to play football with him, and if he couldn't kick it, he would hit someone!"

Bai Qiqi was so angry that he didn't pay attention to Luo Jianhua's small movements at all.

is still dancing for Luo Jianhua, as if she is on the scene,

Oh, that's it.

He knows another version.

It was Luo Lingfeng's homeroom teacher who personally called him to explain.

said that the two of them accidentally bumped into each other while playing football, and the other party also apologized to Luo Lingfeng.

According to the teacher, Luo Lingfeng had no intention of pursuing it further.

When he received the call, he thought it was strange, when did his son become so kind?

This is not his son's style at all.

Isn't it generally a quiet solution to people?

How could it end like this!

Oh, today he kind of got it.

Here's why!

Keep it and pretend to be pitiful!

That's it, I guess it scared that student enough.

"That time, alas, he told me that he accidentally bumped into it while playing football with his classmates."

In his impression.

It was said to be an injury, but in fact there was only a small piece of broken skin, and there was not even blood.

"You don't know, I was scared of the photos he sent me at that time, half of my arm was injured, and there was a lot of dirt."

"The little prodigy said that he was pushed to the ground and beaten."

As soon as he said this, Bai Qiqi wanted to shed tears.

Luo Jianhua swallowed.

His son has a straight face of an old cadre every day at home, and it turns out to be like this when he goes out.

Although her son has been sticking to Bai Qiqi since he was a child, he just feels that the two families are close and more convenient.

Unexpectedly, his son still had this kind of mind at a young age.

"Half, half an arm?"

This is because he has been ruthless to himself again, and he has pinched it out.

Otherwise, by dinner, you won't be able to see it.

If his homeroom teacher hadn't called him personally, he wouldn't have known about it.

"Yes, I still have the picture he sent me, it's very bad."

Bai Qiqi took out his mobile phone and flipped to the picture Luo Lingfeng sent to him.

Ooh!

It's terrible, if his son graduates from the Academy of Drama in the future, he won't need a makeup artist at all, just come by himself.

And save money!

This special effect that doesn't cost money is much more powerful than other people's five-cent ones.

This naturalness, there is no trace of PS.

"Uncle, don't be angry, he's just afraid that you'll be worried."

Luo Jianhua was still immersed in his son's anti-heaven makeup, and Bai Qiqi thought he was angry.