Chapter 7: Disqualified

In another phone urging, Zheng Xiangyi finally arrived at the school.

I trotted all the way upstairs and pushed the door into the office, panting and said, "Teacher...... Sorry for me, I'm late. ”

"Are you Zheng Simu's parent?"

The head teacher looked at the young girl in front of him and asked suspiciously.

"I'm sorry, my parents are not in good health and it's inconvenient to come over, I'm her sister, what's wrong?"

Zheng Xiangyi got closer, glanced at Zheng Simu, who looked indifferent, and asked in a low voice, "Are you in trouble again?" ”

Zheng Simu turned his head and ignored her.

"There are three main things to call parents over." The head teacher said, taking a report card from the side and handing it over, "The first thing is her grades." ”

Zheng Xiangyi took over the results line by line, and saw Zheng Simu's name at the end, the first from the bottom.

"Look at it, I haven't studied in my head in my third year of high school, I know how to play all day long, and I drag the whole class back, and I am not ashamed to be self-motivated as a girl!"

Every time the head teacher spoke, his fingers were tapping the table.

Zheng Xiangyi didn't expect her grades to be so bad, she was embarrassed by what the teacher said, she only felt that her cheeks were hot.

Zheng Simu retorted as if he was fine: "I'm not the only one who is dragging his feet. ”

"It's pretty good to talk back."

Zheng Xiangyi pulled her arm, "You don't have to say a word!" ”

"It's true!" Zheng Simu raised his voice, raised his head and said, "I'm not the only one who counts down in the monthly exam. ”

As she spoke, she pointed to the names behind the transcript, "Teacher Xu, have you called the parents of these people?" This penultimate Jiang Beiming, you can't deliberately favor him because his family has money and provides the school with brand-new teaching equipment for free, right? ”

The head teacher was speechless, "You ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock at the door.

A handsome seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stood at the door and whispered, "Teacher Xu, my mother is here." ”

The sound of 'da-da' heels came from far and near.

Zheng Xiangyi was stunned when he saw the visitor, but he didn't expect Jiang Beiming's mother to be ...... Liang Shu?

Half an hour later.

Zheng Xiangyi came out of the office with a red face and kept saying sorry to the teacher.

On the way back to the class, she sighed and said, "Mu Mu, my sister doesn't want you to have excellent grades, don't always skip class and cause trouble?" ”

Zheng Simu stopped, took out a box of chewing gum from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing very disdainfully and said, "The teacher really thinks of himself as a parent when he looks for you?" What qualifications do you have to educate me? ”

Seeing her hanging child, Zheng Xiangyi was very angry.

When did Zheng Simu lose the well-behaved nature he had when he was a child?

After all, I held back my anger, "I'm not qualified, I just want to tell you that your parents also have hopes for you, don't let them down, and." ”

Zheng Xiangyi tidied up her collar, "I have a new job now, it's not good to ask for leave if the time is not free, ...... next time"

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Simu turned around and walked forward to stop listening.

With one hand in his pocket, he shouted without looking back: "No one is begging you to come!" ”

Across the street from the school, the van pulled over.

The window of the car is opened a little bit, just in time to see the movement in front of the school.

From the time Zheng Xiangyi and Liang Shu entered one after the other, Jiang Xun kept watching until they came out again and were talking at the door.

Jiang Xun also took the medicine handed over by Qi Shaojie, and asked curiously, "What do you say they will talk about?" ”