"That's amazing, you're great."

Jiang Jiang is very face-saving and quite popular.

This kind of action is undoubtedly stabbing Song Yiyi in the chest, rushing forward, hoping to strangle Jiang Jiang to death in the next second.

"There is surveillance in the teacher's office, you can do it after you think clearly."

Jiang Jiang's little finger pointed at the monitor above his head.

As a person who has no backing.

When encountering any conflict, it is almost the first time subconsciously to protect your personal safety.

The head teacher had just hung up the phone, and as soon as he entered the office, he heard this and immediately felt his scalp tingle.

I didn't expect that the little girl who is silent on weekdays is quite to the point when she speaks.

The green tendons on his forehead jumped straight.

"Okay, the two of you will stay quietly and wait for the parents to come."

"Humph!"

Song Yiyi opened her mouth and spit out a cold snort from her mouth.

His eyes looked at Jiang Jiang with disdain.

Father Song rushed into the teacher's office in a fit of rage.

He was covered with fat, with a large gold chain around his neck and various patterns on his arms.

As soon as he spoke, the expression on his whole face was distorted.

"Who, who bullied my daughter?! Which person who doesn't want to die is bold and dares to bully my daughter, thinking that my daughter has no support, isn't it. ”

Jiang Jiang looked at him.

Song Yiyi saw that it was her father who came, and cried directly: "Dad someone beat me, murdered me, and scolded me, you see my head is red, the wound on my head hurts, I feel like I'm going to die of pain." ”

Song Yiyi covered the wound on her head, and her tears fell even more fiercely.

When Song's father saw his daughter like this, he immediately scolded: "Your child's parents, have your parents taught them well?" How do you teach children? Teach your child to be like this. ”

As soon as you open your mouth, saliva splashes.

"Oh, Dad, you don't know that people don't have parents at all, and they are children who grew up in orphanages."

Song Yiyi hid behind her father and laughed.

The head teacher looked at it from the side and felt a headache, "Song Yiyi, please speak according to the facts." ”

"What are the facts? The fact is that this ginger is bullying me. ”

It seems that Jiang Jiang can't call his parents.

The tone is naturally rushed.

Jiang Jiang squinted: "Isn't it true that you don't want to do your homework and let me do your homework, and after I refused, you were angry and hit your head?" Scolding and telling me to fuck off? ”

Jiang Jiang has encountered such things many times.

Summarize everything in a concise and concise manner.

She has been around without "parents" for so many years, and she is used to facing this kind of place.

Quiet, there was an eerie silence in the office.

"Even if it's like this...... Even if that's the case, you shouldn't refuse my request to help me with my homework. ”

Song Yiyi's tone was still very horizontal.

The head teacher's kung fu only felt that his headache was even worse: "Song Yiyi, homework has to be completed independently, why should you let other classmates help you complete it." ”

Song Yiyi was stunned for a few seconds.

"That's it...... Only...... My hands hurt, I can't write because my hands hurt, so what if I ask my classmates for help? Everyone is in the same class, how can they not be considered classmates? ”

Father Song followed to help: "Classmates should be taken care of each other, even if you refuse to help, you should say it well." ”