The elementary school students are not tall, and they gather in twos and threes to chat and laugh, and there are also those who play in the corridors.

Yang Xiaoyu looked at it, but she couldn't imagine that Wan Qiu was also playing with people like this in school.

And Wan Qiu found the door of the class, and under the sign of the third class of the sixth grade, he unconsciously pinched Yang Xiaoyu's hand and leaned on Yang Xiaoyu's hand.

"Baby, have you arrived?" Yang Xiaoyu knew that it was here, but she didn't plan to go in by herself.

She asked Wanqiu to take her in.

It seemed to be a hesitation for an unfamiliar class, Wan Qiu did not immediately enter the class, stood at the door, and looked into the classroom.

There were already many students and parents of students in the classroom, the classroom looked a little cramped because of the crowding, and the head teacher on the podium didn't seem to be aware of Yang Xiaoyu at the door.

Wan Qiu walked in the door.

When Yang Xiaoyu followed Wan Qiu into the class, the class, which was still a little noisy, suddenly fell silent for a short time.

Yang Xiaoyu herself is not short, and her high heels and flamboyant red dress make her look even taller, but in the dark room where the sun is not shining in the early morning, it seems to bring the light in.

And the head teacher ...... I was also stunned.

Her gaze was fixed on Wan Qiu's body, a little incredulous.

Wan Qiu seemed to be unaware of his surroundings, and he didn't even look up.

took Yang Xiaoyu's hand, bypassed the podium, and went to the other side of the podium.

However, Wan Qiu stood still.

He stood there, overwhelmed.

"What's wrong? Baby? Yang Xiaoyu's mature and beautiful voice sounded in Wan Qiu's ears, Yang Xiaoyu held Wan Qiu's hand with one hand, lowered his head and asked.

Wan Qiu looked up in a panic and looked at the empty corner again.

His place is gone.

Each report will sit in the same position as the previous semester.

And Wan Qiu's position should be here, but there is no table for him here now.

The school classrooms are not large, there are not enough desks, but there are too many students, and Wan Qiu's position is placed in the side corner of the podium.

This is a corner that will not be passed, and it is not easy to see the blackboard clearly, and it only belongs to Wanqiu alone.

"Location...... It's gone......" Wan Qiu looked at it with blank eyes, very confused.

He looked back at the classroom, where most of the seats were occupied by parents, who were also in fifth grade.

Where should he let mom sit?

Where is he going to find extra tables and chairs?

Wan Qiu held Yang Xiaoyu's hand, dazed, and even felt anxious and sad.

"Ah, you are...... Wanqiu? The head teacher on the podium asked in surprise when he was finally convinced of who the student in front of him who had changed too much was.

Wan Qiu's back stiffened, and he turned to look at the head teacher.

After Yang Xiaoyu's hard work, this one gradually revealed his beautiful appearance, which surprised the head teacher.

Is this really Wanqiu?

That skinny, skinny, poorly studied kid?

Wan Qiu has been carefully dressed up today, her hair is carefully trimmed and fluffy and soft, and she is completely different from the boys who have all her companions cut into inches.

The delicate little white shirt and small shorts are completely invisible in any way.

In the memory of the head teacher, Wan Qiu was silent, dirty, and inconspicuous.

"Are you baby's homeroom teacher?" Yang Xiaoyu half-narrowed her eyes and looked at the female teacher who was slightly short in height and had a simple face with a ponytail.

"Yes, you are?" The head teacher was obviously a little confused.

"I am Yang Xiaoyu, Wanqiu's mother." Yang Xiaoyu pulled Wan Qiu and half-hugged her in her arms, their extremely similar eyes all showed their close blood relationship.

The head teacher was stunned: "But ...... But isn't Wanqiu's mother surnamed Ning? ”

And the head teacher has also seen Wanqiu's mother, it should be a more simple, slightly chubby, and somewhat fierce woman.

"Ahh Yang Xiaoyu glanced back at the parents who were all looking at the curious parents at this time, and she deliberately amplified her voice, "I am Wanqiu's biological mother, my biological mother." ”

Yang Xiaoyu deliberately bit and emphasized the word 'biological', which obviously made the people present instantly make up all kinds of possibilities.

The head teacher was also stunned, how should she understand the current scene?

"My husband also sent someone to ask you about Wanqiu, don't you remember?" Yang Xiaoyu squinted at the head teacher.

The head teacher suddenly found that time from the corner of memory, but she always thought that it was just small talk between ordinary people, just gossip.

She was actually tricked?

The head teacher's expression was very embarrassed, and he was discussing other people's affairs behind his back, and now he was blatantly placed in front of the parties.

"Teacher, why does our baby say that the place is gone?" Yang Xiaoyu narrowed her eyes, pointed to the corner that was vacated separately next to her and asked, "Could it be that my baby has been sitting here all the time?" ”

Yang Xiaoyu did not lower her voice, and even deliberately raised her voice.

No parent wants their child to be placed in such a corner, and if it were any other parent, it would definitely protest.

But because Ning Qiaozhen doesn't care much about Wanqiu, even Wanqiu's results are ......

The head teacher was weak-hearted, but he still tried to explain: "No, it's just because the class is crowded, and the seats are usually rotated." ”

"Baby, how long have you been sitting here?" Yang Xiaoyu lowered her head and asked Wanqiu.

Wan Qiu was silent for a long time, looking at the position.

Since being arranged here, Wan Qiu has never changed seats.

"For a long time." Wan Qiu didn't know how to describe it with time, so he could only answer, "All the time." ”

Yang Xiaoyu let out a long sigh, and when she looked at the head teacher again, her expression was already a little unceremonious.

"Teacher, can you see the blackboard while sitting here? I know that there is no place to sit when I am crowded, why don't you just let my son go to another class where there is a place? Are you with your students ostracizing my baby? ”

Yang Xiaoyu may not know what Wanqiu used to be like in school, just from the content information from the materials, she knows that even the teachers are marginalized by Wanqiu.

What's more, at home, Wanqiu still thinks about writing summer homework, listening to the teacher's words as orders, and has great respect for the teacher, but he can't be treated equally.

"The other classes are also very crowded," the head teacher was already a few notches lower in height and momentum when facing Yang Xiaoyu, "And it's just a matter ......of seats, it has nothing to do with rejection, we didn't exclude Wanqiu, don't misunderstand this parent." ”

"Then why hasn't my son been greeted by anyone until now?" Yang Xiaoyu asked coldly.

How could Yang Xiaoyu not notice?

Every student who came in would greet the classmates around them, but Wan Qiu didn't even look at it anymore.

There are even classmates who pass by directly.

It's as if he's segregated from the class himself, treated like a transparent person.

"Your child is withdrawn, and even teachers can't interfere with students." The head teacher said immediately.

"Meaning, do you know that my baby is like this, but you have been letting him continue like this?" Yang Xiaoyu's tone gradually decreased, revealing a bit of coldness.

"Wanqiu parents, today is the day of reporting, and you will affect my normal work like this." The homeroom teacher wanted to bring the topic over.

"I'm also here today to go through the formalities for our children." The corner of Yang Xiaoyu's eyes noticed Zhao Jingyue, who had already walked in at this time.

Because of Yang Xiaoyu's actions, there were already some parents in the class whispering, and some people secretly pulled their children to ask what was going on.

"I don't know, that's a fool." Suddenly, a boy's crisp voice suddenly fell silent in the already strange space.

At the same time, the boy's parents immediately covered the boy's mouth, but when they raised their eyes, they saw Yang Xiaoyu, whose face had completely gloomy.

That kind of natural insulting tone, no parent can bear it, Yang Xiaoyu instinctively opened her mouth to reprimand, but Zhao Jingyue stopped her.

"Please teach your child what etiquette is, if your child doesn't understand, I can recommend you a high-standard etiquette classroom, you can take your child to learn and then come back to school." Zhao Jingyue showed no mercy.

"No, he just said it casually, kid, don't you understand......" The parent also looked embarrassed.

Zhao Jingyue didn't refute the other party, but bent down to the boy who spoke, and said, "You are a fool." ”

The parent was shocked, and suddenly heard his son pull his hand and said directly to Zhao Jingyue: "You are a fool, he is a fool, everyone says that he is a fool, he is not stupid, he can ......"

The parents immediately covered the boy's mouth, for fear of saying something provocative.

Yang Xiaoyu could even guess what the boy would say behind the words that were covered, and anger surged into her heart for a while.

Yang Xiaoyu directly took off her sunglasses, revealing an indifference that could hardly be concealed under the cover.

There are already parents of students around who have secretly turned on their mobile phones to record the video, and Yang Xiaoyu's face will naturally be exposed to these cameras.

Zhao Jingyue knew that once Yang Xiaoyu's face was exposed on the Internet, someone would soon identify her.

And they themselves have the idea of fermenting things here.

Wan Qiu suffered from school violence.

But it is difficult to convict of school violence and to find evidence.

Even if there is a law to follow, it is difficult to have any impact on children who are still elementary school students.

And Yang Xiaoyu is very resentful.

The moment she knew that Wanqiu was being bullied, Yang Xiaoyu didn't want these people to have a good time.

Yang Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and hugged Wanqiu: "I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry, my mother can't protect you, so that anyone can bully you." ”

Yang Xiaoyu tried to ferment the matter and let the guy in the school who was violent against her Wanqiu school be in the news with their parents.

But when Yang Xiaoyu lowered her head and approached Wan Qiu, she suddenly felt Wan Qiu hugging her with both hands.

Wan Qiu's body was very stiff.

Yang Xiaoyu raised her eyes and met Wan Qiu's eyes.

The restlessness, the anxiety and restlessness that flowed were all condensed into a hazy wetness little by little.

Wan Qiu, who obviously didn't care about everything around her just now, showed such a depressed look because of her mood swings at this time.

All acting came to an abrupt end.

"It's okay, Mom isn't angry." Yang Xiaoyu kneaded Wan Qiu's cheeks, suppressed all the original anger, put her head on Wan Qiu's forehead, and comforted, "It's okay, it's okay, mom is fine." ”