Wind finally sat down in the office.

In the afternoon classes, science, physical education, and a hand exercise class, there is no need for wind chanting.

She was finally able to enjoy the time that her teacher was supposed to have.

Several teachers were present in the office.

However, everyone is not idle, preparing for classes, writing reports, doing PPT, although they can chat a few words, but what should be done still needs to be done.

"Ring, ring, ring, hey, okay, I'll wait in the office."

A teacher who didn't know Feng Yin hung up the phone, tidied up his desk, took a deep breath, and prepared for some battle expression.

Feng Yin was curious, and gossiped about Mr. Hu next to him.

After Teacher Hu's explanation, Feng Yin knew that this teacher was going to meet his parents.

In her class today, there was a student who stepped down the stairs and the student's ankle was sprained, swollen, and a little bad.

She can only inform parents.

"We are not afraid of anything else, but we are afraid of children getting hurt."

Teacher Hu said, looking at the teacher with a little worry, a little young.

"If you fall yourself, you should be fine."

Teacher Hu smiled and didn't speak, who could say for sure.

Soon, the parent found the teacher's office.

A male parent pushed open the office door with a bang, and when he saw his son's head teacher, he scolded him first.

"Where's my son! My son is injured and you are staying here! What do you eat, I send my children to school, that's your responsibility, what do you think of your children! ”

"What can you do day by day, homework Lao Tzu is in charge of cleaning, everything is Lao Tzu in charge, what am I spending that money on to go to school!"

"I won't talk about this, you still gave my child a whole injury, what are you going to eat!"

"Where's the principal, I'm looking for the principal!"

The man was out, not giving the young teacher a chance to interject at all.

The young teacher didn't feel good either, but he still spoke in a clear manner:

"Parents, the child is in the infirmary next to it, let's go see the child first, today's incident is really an accident, when going downstairs for activities, the child accidentally stepped on the air...."

"What do you mean! My child is unlucky, are you such a teacher! ”

The young teacher is enduring it, and the wind can see it, and the other teachers can see it.

At this time, the other teachers in the classroom also stepped forward to comfort and explain, but the other party thought that it was the teacher and the school's fault.

Feng Yin only looked at it, but did not step forward.

However, she probably understands a little bit about the teacher's behavior in restricting children in the classroom.

Although the vast majority of parents are good, even one unreasonable teacher can't bear it.

If it really makes a big fuss, the teacher will definitely be the first to be expelled.

Several teachers and grade directors came to dissuade them, and under the man's scolding, several people went to the infirmary next door.

Wind Groan followed and saw the wound on the boy's foot.

Not very serious, to be honest.

It's a little bruised, but it's the fault that it happened at school.

Parents undoubtedly feel sorry for their children, and if they ask their children in warm words, they are implying that the child is the teacher's fault.

"Dad, I accidentally fell off myself, I didn't pay attention, I don't blame the teacher."

The child's words warmed the hearts of the teachers behind him.

The young teacher, with tears in his eyes for a moment, turned his back to wipe it, revealing a smile.