There Are Always Teachers Asking Parents

When he heard that his daughter was in an accident, Lu Zhiqiao suddenly stopped dozing off, and flicked off the sofa to sit up: "What's the matter?"

Because of the excitement, her voice became louder involuntarily. She subconsciously looked at the people in the room, got up and walked to the window, raised her hand to cover her mouth: "How can you fight with classmates?"

"I can't say a few words, come here first, the teaching office on the first floor of the administration building." Qi Yan sighed.

Lu Zhiqiao closed his eyes, hurriedly responded, hung up the phone, and glanced at the room. Shu Minxi was sound asleep, she went in gently, pulled the thin quilt over the person, turned around, and closed the door.

She went downstairs and confessed a few words to the servant, and called Wen Zilong, telling the truth that there was something in her daughter's school that had to go over and let him come as soon as possible.

...

Ninghu is relatively far from the middle school attached to Jiangda University, and it takes half an hour to drive the whole journey without stopping.

It was about her daughter, Lu Zhiqiao could never calm down. The first thing she thought was that the child might be bullied, so she fought back and turned into a fight again and again. No matter what, she didn't believe that her daughter would take the initiative to beat her classmates.

Realizing this, she became even more anxious, and frantic emotions surged up, her palms were sweaty, clutching the steering wheel of the car and slipping.

When passing through the urban area, there were many cars and people. In order to avoid a forced congestion car, she didn't stabilize the direction and almost rushed into the green belt. Fortunately, she stepped on the brakes in time. She stopped by the side of the road, her heart pounding wildly, and she took a deep breath. She didn’t have time to greet the owner’s account book. When she looked up and saw the sign prohibiting long-term parking, she hurried forward. open.

She was thinking about her daughter being bullied, maybe even hurt, and selfishly, she hoped that Qi Yan could help her child speak.

But soon, she denied this idea—not to make Qi Yan embarrassed.

The books on campus are loud and loud.

Lu Zhiqiao rushed to the teaching office with his front feet, and the other parents on the back feet came. The five girls in the office stood in a row. The tallest girl was very beautiful, with deep eye sockets, tall and delicate nose, and the skin was white, like a doll. .

She stared at the girl for two seconds, a little unable to move her eyes, then turned her head for a moment and saw the daughter next to her.

Of the five little girls, three were painted, their faces were swollen, their hair was loose, their foreheads were broken, and they were all minor injuries, but all of them had tears in their eyes and looked very embarrassed. And the other two who were not injured, Niuniu and "Doll"...

The "doll" put his hands in his pockets, his chin was slightly raised, and his dark blue eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and he pulled him two to eight hundred thousand dollars. Niuniu was next to her, her hands behind her back, her head slightly lowered, her mouth closed tightly.

But when she saw Lu Zhiqiao, her stubborn little eyes instantly flickered, showing timidity.

"Little girl..." Lu Zhiqiao walked to her daughter, checked up and down, and he was a little relieved without seeing any injuries.

"Qianqian, oh, what's the matter? Who beat you? How come you are beaten like this?"

The father of one girl yelled when he came in, and the parents of the other two girls also yelled.

Only the parents of the "dolls" did not come.

The dean was sitting behind his desk and looked at them coldly, while Qi Yan stood beside another teacher. The former was helpless and the latter was annoyed. Obviously, it is not a student in the same class.

The "doll" is called Yan Shuyao, and she has a good relationship with the other three girls in the second grade (5). After meeting Lu Wei, a junior high school girl, and playing together for a while, the three gradually realized that the junior girl was rich and generous, so they often used various excuses to take advantage.

At first, Lu Wei was stupid, thinking that friends shouldn't care about so much. Anyway, there are some gadgets and snacks, she didn't care, and gave them away generously.

Later, the three of them intensified, and Yan Shuyao noticed something was wrong. Due to the bad face of her friend, she just told her, she stopped a few times like a joke.

At noon today, the three girls asked Lu Wei to invite Lu Wei to eat out. Yan Shuyao said to eat in the cafeteria, but the three refused to force Lu Wei to go out. Lu Wei didn't want to, they were not happy anymore. First they said a few sarcasm, and then they became more and more ugly, cynicism, Yan Shuyao quarreled with them, arguing, pushing and shoving turned into a fight.

The elder sister fights for herself, can Lu Wei bear it? The bullying was overwhelming, and she couldn't bear it, so she joined in with a brainstorm, and turned into a fight, two to three.

The two of them were fine, but their hair was caught, and the three were beaten firmly.

Friends have to do it.

Looking at the surveillance video, at first five people walked in the middle of the road. Yan Shuyao left for a while and went to the bathroom. The three people blocked Lu Wei in the corner. I don't know what was said. From the picture alone, it really looked like threats and persecution. Then Yan Shuyao came back, and several people stood together and said a few words. Among them, the thin girl stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of Lu Wei's clothes. Yan Shuyao opened her hand, and several people pushed and fought.

It is difficult to define who did it first.

But after all, the three of them were injured, and one or two of the parents were distressed, and they were clamoring in the office.

"Isn't it normal for children to quarrel? But hitting someone is wrong. Look at my daughter's face and put such a heavy hand. What should I do? I must apologize for compensation!" said the father.

Another seemingly gentle middle-aged woman said: "My child is very obedient at home, how could he force his classmates to invite dinner? Just look at the monitor screen and there is no sound, so I can't tell if you are lying."

Qi Yan's head grew louder in the audience.

This matter originally had nothing to do with Niuniu, who knows what kind of loyalty the little girl said stupidly, and went up to help in the fight, so as long as she moved her hands, it was justified and unreasonable.

It’s hard to deal with students who are not in their own class. Teacher Liu from the second grade (5) has a very anxious temper. Although she didn’t embarrass her, she just asked her to listen when she was teaching the girls in class 5, and it was like beating her. The same face. The children in both classes are wrong, she is not biased towards her own students.

Besides, they happened to be hit by the dean in the fight.

"Since you think my daughter is lying, please explain why your children are blocking my daughter in the corner? The surveillance is very clear. They were walking in the middle of the road." Lu Zhiqiao replied with a cold face. , Put his daughter in his arms to protect.

The screen was clearly bullying on campus, which made her angry and distressed. She has been educating her daughter not to take the initiative to cause trouble in school, but she can't be afraid of trouble. Whoever is bullied will be bullied back, and the consequences will be borne by her.

The daughter is a legitimate defense, and she is wronged first. At this time, she must support the child.

The gentle middle-aged woman suddenly said nothing.

The father was very irritable. He stretched out a finger to point, and said angrily: "You can't hit someone, either. You can tell the teacher or scold them back. You can ignore it, but you can't hit someone, okay?"

A tall, middle-aged man with a thick voice and an incredible momentum.

Lu Wei shrank back from his mother in fright.

"You didn't see the surveillance? It was your daughter who acted on my daughter first." Lu Zhiqiao was unwilling to show weakness, and his cold brows revealed a bit fierce, like an enraged lioness.

"That's not..."

"Noisy wool!" Yan Shuyao, who had been silent for a while, took a step forward with her pocket in her pocket, raised her chin, glanced at the three people contemptuously, and snorted with Xiuting's nose. Look at you guys who eat and drink for free and take advantage of it. It’s not pleasing to your eyes! Give you face and deceive people too much. If you refuse to accept it, try again?"

"Yan Shuyao!" Teacher Liu yelled.

The girl's slender eyelashes were like feather wings, she glanced at the teacher lazily, her dark blue eyeballs rolled around and her mouth curled.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, his profile looks like a perfect sculpture. It is stunningly beautiful and slightly mature. It has a mixed-race feeling at close range-beautiful people are pleasing to the eye even if they lose their temper.

This is also a child who makes the teacher a headache. Her parents are very busy, the phone can't get through, WeChat Aite early, and no one is seen until now.

Lu Zhiqiao's words had already made the three parents feel wronged. Unexpectedly, the children's arrogant attitude directly angered the parents after such a disturbance.

The other two mothers pointed at her angrily, speechless.

"So arrogant at a young age? Where are your parents? Have you come?" The furious father was about to step forward.

Teacher Liu hurriedly went over to pull Yan Shuyao away and glared at her: "What kind of attitude do you have? It's reasonable to beat people..."

The whole office was full of noise. Seeing Teacher Liu reprimanding her students, Qi Yan couldn't stand by. At least she was going to be able to live a good life. She looked at her daughter and frowned, "Lu Wei, you don't know if you hit someone? Apologize immediately."

At the moment when the words were spoken, Lu Zhiqiao opened his eyes in amazement and looked at Qi Yan in disbelief.

It's already clear that Niuniu was the first to be bullied and the counterattack was the second, and it was not Niuniu who did it first. Why did the child apologize for nothing wrong? She knew that Qi Yan was a teacher, and she was embarrassed in the middle, and she did not expect the other party to help speak, but this does not mean that Qi Yan can be unreasonable.

In the face of school bullying, if the parents and teachers do not handle it properly, it is easy to leave a psychological shadow on the child. She wanted to let her daughter know that she had done nothing wrong and that it was right to resist, but if she apologized, it meant she had admitted an unnecessarily mistake.

In case of being bullied again in the future, is it to resist, or to accept it?

This person--

Qi Yan twisted his eyebrows slightly and looked down at his daughter, a trace of helplessness hidden in his eyes. She felt the sight of the people around her, like fire, going to burn through her face.

She felt sour in her heart, she didn't dare to look up at Lu Zhiqiao, she could only pray that the other party would understand her and believe her.

Everything will be explained later when I go back.

"Qi..." Lu Zhiqiao just wanted to speak, but was held back by his daughter.

Lu Wei looked at his mother and then at the teacher. The stubbornness that had disappeared in his eyes had long since disappeared. She was afraid that the two would quarrel here, so she turned her head and apologized to the three senior sisters: "I'm sorry."

Yan Shuyao straightened her eyes.

"It's not enough to apologize, but compensation is required!" said the grumpy father.

Lu Wei took a half step back.

Lu Zhiqiao frowned, just opened his mouth, and saw Yan Shuyao quickly took out a purse from his pocket, opened it, and drew out a few pink banknotes, threw them on the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "Buy some good medicine and wipe it out. Be careful!"

After she finished speaking, she grabbed Lu Wei's wrist and ran out with someone.

Everyone was stunned.

Lu Zhiqiao reacted and hurried to chase after him.

...

The sun gradually slanted west, lengthening the shadows of the two little girls.

"Little girl!"

Lu Zhiqiao chased out the administration building and called to his daughter. The two figures in front stopped and turned their heads together. She walked forward quickly, held her daughter's hand, glanced over Yan Shuyao, nodded faintly, and said nothing.

Lu Wei dropped his head and said nothing.

"Auntie--" Yan Shuyao called her crisply, looked over at Lu Wei, and turned back. "This matter has nothing to do with Lu Wei, she is the victim."

"The three people originally played with me. I know their virtues too well. I usually treat them to food and drink. They are accustomed to taking advantage of others. It's everyone, I didn't care too much, but this time I was really too much, how can I say, I have a sense of superiority, I feel that I am in the second grade of junior high, and I am in the first grade of the high school.

"I wanted to fight them a long time ago. I accidentally got Lu Wei in. I'm really sorry. Don't scold her."

The girl speaks neither humble nor overbearing, she is generous, and her eyes are very sincere, unlike the look of the rebellious girl in the office just now.

The closer the distance, look closer, the child's bones and facial features are very good, almost the same height as Lu Zhiqiao, dark blue eyes are like wearing cosmetic contact lenses, bright and energetic, hair is chestnut, slightly curled, completely Unlike junior high school students.

Lu Zhiqiao was in a state of confusion and didn't know what to say, so he nodded and smiled at her.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, the third class, the time when the first and second grades of junior high school are over.

The silent campus suddenly boiled.

"Auntie, I'll go first." Yan Shuyao smiled, patted Lu Zhiqiao on the shoulder, winked, and turned to the teaching building.

Lu Wei smirked.

Lu Zhiqiao sighed, and touched his daughter's face with the palm of his hand, "Let's go, girl, go up and get the schoolbag, let's go home."

Summer days are long, and the sky is still very bright after five o'clock, and the setting sun has reddened the clouds on the horizon, and the sun has fallen.

Qi Yan drove into the basement of the community and saw the black car parked next to him from a distance. His heart suddenly tightened and he lifted his breath. She stopped, closed the door and unlocked, took the elevator upstairs, staring at the changing numbers one after another, the anxiety became clearer.

--Ding

On the ninth floor, she came out, walked slowly to 901, and knocked on the door.

It was Lu Zhiqiao who opened the door. The cold face appeared in the line of sight. The two looked at each other, and Qi Yan stepped in and took her hand. In the next second, he was shaken off. Lu Zhiqiao turned around and walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Qi Yan lowered his eyelids, silently changed his shoes, put down his bag, and walked over to hug her.

"Do not be mad."

"Um?"

"Let go." Lu Zhiqiao drank coldly. She was still angry and wanted to calm down on her own. Who knew this person came to the door, and when she saw it, she reminded her of the scene in the office.

Qi Yan didn't move, but instead hugged her arms tighter, and his lips leaned over to kiss her face.

This week was busy, and neither of them had spoken very well. The situation on the night of her birthday was still vivid, and she urgently needed a little warmth to soothe her rigid heart. But troubles ensue one after another, she now has no thoughts of sex, she just wants to explain.

Lu Zhiqiao frowned, turned his head to avoid it, and then pushed her away.

With so much strength, Qi Yan was unprepared. He was pushed into a stagger and hit the cabinet with his back. She took a breath, brushed her hair, and said helplessly: "Whoever does it will be wronged. I know that Niuniu has been wronged, but the beating is really wrong, and I am also very embarrassed."

"I taught her."

"what?"

Lu Zhiqiao stared at the wall and said quietly, "I told her that if she is bullied, she should fight back.

"But after all, the other party didn't do anything. Originally, our side was responsible. As a result—"

"Didn't you also watch the surveillance? Niuniu was blocked in the corner! If the girl didn't come in time, it was not a group fight, but my daughter was beaten. Do you understand?" Lu Zhiqiao was suddenly excited. , Put down the cup heavily, turned to stare at Qi Yan, and interrupted sharply.

"..."

"If it really happens, what use are you talking about?"

"Calm down, Qiao Qiao." Qi Yan tried to reach out and hug her.

Lu Zhiqiao frowned and slapped her hand away, his eyes flushed, "How do you want me to calm down? Niuniu was bullied like that, can't resist, right? She didn't do anything wrong, why should you make her apologize?"

"I am thinking about Niuniu..."

"I didn't let you think about her! I know that you are a teacher and a head teacher. You have to do face-saving work. You are very embarrassed. So I didn't want you to do anything. But I stood as a mother to protect my daughter. Don't come to blame! Just be your teacher!" Lu Zhiqiao growled hoarsely, the air in his heart filled with oil, and the fire burned even more vigorously.

Is this person mad at her?

She understands that she is embarrassed, and forget it in the office. After all, so many people give each other some face. But when they arrived at home, there were only two of them, and they still had to say this to her.

The emotion is so, the more excited, the easier it is to go to extremes and get into a dead end.

"You are not the child's mother. Of course you don't feel bad about it, and you can't understand that feeling. In this case, please don't talk coldly!"

"I'm talking cold words?" Qi Yan pointed at herself and looked at her in disbelief. "What cold words did I say? What can I do if the parents are making a lot of noise in the office? I'm not a student in the same class, and the teacher is also watching , What else can I do? So you think I'm talking coldly?"

Lu Zhiqiao averted his face and pressed his lips in silence.

"You haven't trusted me at all, right? One mouthful, one teacher, yes, I am a teacher. Being a teacher is the original sin, and you have to be scolded at both ends."

Qi Yan sneered.

In the past, Lu Zhiqiao always kidnapped her as a teacher. She talked about how and how she was. After so many hours, she thought that the other party understood, understood, and understood each other, but she didn't expect everything to be her self-righteous.

This woman, I am afraid, never really cared about her feelings in the eyes of her heart.

She only found it ridiculous and sad.

Lu Zhiqiao's eyebrows tightened, and a dense feeling of suffocation spread across his heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "My own daughter, I teach myself, so you don't need to be nosy."

As soon as the voice fell, Qi Yan's figure shook, and his eyes slowly widened.

The wall clock on the wall was walking ticking, and the surroundings were silent. The sound rippled like a ripple, pierced Qi Yan's eardrums, and suddenly buzzed loudly, and she felt pain.

Lu Zhiqiao's profile was reflected in the brown pupils, and the lines were cold and hard, very strange.

For a long time, Qi Yan sneered.

"Yeah, I am nosy. I have always been an outsider in your eyes. I am a spare tire. The call is coming and going."

Lu Zhiqiao pressed his lips, squeezed his clothes tightly in his palms, and sneered quickly.

Coming out with a suffocated breath, it turned into a smile, perhaps helpless, perhaps sad, or bitter. But in Qi Yan's ears, in his eyes, it represents irony, contempt, and the real thoughts hidden deep in Lu Zhiqiao's heart.

It is the default.

Qi Yan took a deep breath, his nails clung to his palms, his eyes were suffocated, and the water glow contained despair, "In your heart, the child is always the first place. What am I? You can give me up anyway. , I'm a fart."

Tears ran down his cheeks, making two transparent water marks.

"Don't worry, I won't be nosy in the future."

Qi Yan choked up and finished speaking, shook his head, picked up the bag, and decisively turned and left.

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