18784089">(); It's been so long since I've said goodbye to campus that I've long forgotten that the teacher has to interview the students. I don't think the teacher talked to me much, and he didn't care about me anymore since he came to my parents for being absent from school. Because my father's attitude was very clear, he told Mr. Sù that my son does not need to learn how to take exams, as long as he learns how to deal with people and recognize the number of words.

I was there when my dad said this, and I didn't think he had any sense in saying it, but I thought he was the most enlightened dad in the world, which made my life much easier at school than everyone else.

But now here's the problem. I wanted to imitate my teacher, but I couldn't figure out how to imitate it, so I ended up walking into the clinic as a big friend.

The two female teachers who helped went out first because they had classes, but there was also a middle-aged woman in a white lab coat in the health room who was helping to take care of the girl who was mischievous. The girl has changed her clothes, but her hair is still wet, and the whole house is filled with that smell, it is estimated that it will not disperse in a short period of time.

She didn't get angry when she saw me approaching. Instead, he smiled helplessly at me.

"You thought this was going to happen when you reminded me, didn't you?" I walked over and asked.

"I thought about it, but I didn't expect them to go so far this time." She replied with a smile.

"Did you call your family?"

"Hit. My dad will come to school to pick me up later. She said.

"Well, that's great, there's nothing more fun than not having to go to class. Then again, why are they targeting you? Just because you reminded me? It shouldn't be that simple, right? I asked.

"I'm used to it, things in school are sometimes much more complicated than you adults think, anyway, you just need to be careful, I'm fine, it's not light, I'm used to it." She said to me lightly, and this attitude gave me the illusion that this was just a small thing. [。 ]

Is it a trivial thing to lock a girl in the toilet and then pour feces and pee on her head?

I don't think so!

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the girl's father came, and he looked very old. It didn't feel like the age of a junior high school father, and I even wondered if he was the girl's grandfather. Not only is his face old, but the clothes on his body also look old-fashioned, he feels as if he has been wearing them for decades, and the sleeves of his clothes have been worn out with many tears, it seems that her family's family conditions are not rich, or it should be very poor.

The man was first taken aback when he came in and saw his daughter's appearance, and then he came over with a glaring eye and slapped his daughter in the face.

With a snap, the echo of this slap could be heard throughout the health room, and I was stunned by this slap.

Is this right? That's obviously not right, right?

The father should indeed be angry that his daughter was bullied at school, but the object of this man's anger was obviously mistaken, why did he hit his bullied daughter? Is there still such a truth in the world?

"Did you do something wrong again? Are you disobedient again? Didn't I sue you? Everything must be ......" The man glared at his daughter and yelled, but in the middle of the roar, he suddenly stopped the violent maniacRead the full text ();. He turned his head to look at me, then forced his anger down. After taking a deep breath, he turned back and angrily said to his daughter, "Go home first!" ”

This situation is so abnormal, whether I am pretending to be a teacher in school or not, I will definitely take care of this kind of thing, seeing the slap just now, it is not difficult for me to imagine what kind of treatment this girl will encounter when she returns home.

I hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the man's wrist, and raised my hand to signal the girl to sit on the bed in the health room and not move. [To see the latest chapter of this book, go to $>>>_._._._._._