The group favorite is five and a half years old: the crown princess blows up in variety shows

Chapter 370 The solution is smooth
As Ning Zhizhi's voice fell, a little boy slowly moved out from behind the tree.

Fang Shuhua and Liu Qinghe looked at his exposed arms and thighs in shorts and short-sleeved school uniform in disbelief.

It is densely covered with bruises and black and purple. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this is the mark left after being beaten.

"My God, child, what's the matter with you? How did you get hurt like this?"

Before Fang Shuhua could react, Liu Qinghe had already stepped forward and squatted in front of Jiang Minglin, pressing his hands on his shoulders, trembling slightly.

She has always been sensitive and sentimental, and Pei Mingrui has protected her very well over the years, so that she has not seen the dangers of the outside world.

Ning Zhizhi sometimes thinks, is it not an exaggeration to say that Liu Qinghe is innocent and kind?

But she is not pure and innocent, she also has her own rules of conduct, she will not be overly kind, nor will she be overly cold.

After seeing Jiang Minglin, Liu Qinghe's first reaction was to get angry.

Although she didn't know whose family it was, no matter whose family it was, it shouldn't suffer this kind of harm.

Not to mention, this little boy seems to be Ning Zhizhi's friend.

One of the characteristics that Liu Qinghe and Fang Shuhua have in common is that they protect their weaknesses and love their houses and crows.

"Ah, hello, Auntie."

It was the first time for Jiang Minglin to see such a scene. After being taken aback by Liu Qinghe, he immediately lowered his head, grabbed the hem of his clothes nervously, and said anxiously.

Ning Zhizhi didn't know when she came to his side, she was obviously a little girl younger than him, but at this time, she acted like a reliable adult.

Raising her hand to pat Jiang Minglin's back lightly as a comfort, Ning Zhizhi said.

"This is what I told you, Aunt Liu, whom I like very much, this is my mother, and they came to accompany me to see school today. Jiang Minglin, if you have any grievances, you can speak out now, I promise you , my mother and aunt will make the decision for you."

Hearing the word "call the shots", Jiang Minglin clenched his hands hanging by his side.

He didn't speak, but fell into a tangle.

What should I do, should I say it?
Jiang Minglin suddenly remembered what happened yesterday.

Yesterday, after his homework was torn up and thrown into the toilet by those people again, he finally couldn't hold back his outburst anymore.

But honest children, even if they want to get justice for themselves, there is only one way they can think of - tell the teacher.

He resolutely stepped into the teacher's office, and told the teacher all the grievances and torture he had received during this period of time.

At that time, the teacher looked at him in surprise, then patted the table angrily, and asked the class representative to call those people over.

At that time, Jiang Minglin was so excited that he was almost speechless. He thought he would be relieved immediately, and these people would never bully him again.

But it turns out that this is just his fantasy.

Because in his eyes, he couldn't understand these things, and the teacher who called those people over to support him suddenly changed his face after seeing a few of them.

"Jiang Minglin, you are all classmates, and you are all boys. To be honest, you have a son who is about the same age as you. I know that boys of your age are full of energy that has nowhere to vent, so they will pull It is normal for classmates to fight together."

When Jiang Minglin heard these words, he felt that his blood was completely cold.

What do you mean it's normal to fight with your classmates?

Didn't the teacher see the old and new wounds on his body?Couldn't these things explain that I was bullied at school?
One of his hands was being held by the teacher. Just now he felt it was very warm, but now, he wished he could immediately withdraw his hand from the teacher's hand.

The warmth he felt just now turned into ice cold at this moment, and he shivered from the cold.

Under the teacher's "mediation", those little boys who bullied him said sorry to him absent-mindedly, not only without the slightest sincerity, but also when he left the office, in front of the teacher, they were not afraid threatened him.

"Hey Jiang Minglin, you have to be careful when you leave school."

He was too scared, so he left the school quickly after leaving the office.

But the so-called monk could not run away from the temple. Early the next morning, that is, just now, he was still taken to the small forest and was severely taught.

"Will someone really be willing to help me decide..."

Jiang Minglin lowered his head and asked muttering to himself.

He couldn't trust others anymore, if it wasn't because Ning Zhizhi had just stood up and protected him in front of those people, he might have thought that Ning Zhizhi was someone who made fun of her.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Minglin looked up at Liu Qinghe and Fang Shuhua.

"Auntie, my name is Jiang Minglin, I hope you can help me!"

After listening to the ins and outs, Fang Shuhua's entire face sank.

She always thought that there would be no vicious times of bullying in this school. Even the children who appeared just now who seemed to have fought, she made an excuse for it, thinking that it was just an unconscious fight between children. noisy.

Who would have thought that such a thing was hidden behind this seemingly peaceful school!
"Principal Wang, shouldn't you give us a reasonable explanation? What happened to those children and this child just now? Is this what you mean by student friendship?"

Fang Shuhua changed from the way she was talking kindly just now, when she straightened her face, she was imposing, giving people an irrefutable pressure.

Rao, even the headmaster, who has been well-informed for so many years, bowed his head slightly at this moment because of the pressure from Fang Shuhua.

"This... Mrs. Ning, this may be an accident. The teachers and students in our school are friendly, how could there be bullying between classmates? Minglin, did you make a mistake? You don't usually have a good relationship Is it? I often see you guys playing around together, how could they bully you? Is it because you have too much strength when you are fighting, so you misunderstood it?"

As soon as the principal opened his mouth, he continued to output to Jiang Minglin, with a hint of threat in his eyes.

He is not a fool. In this case, Jiang Minglin must admit his mistake, otherwise, can the two wives of the Pei family and the Ning family let him go? !

"But, Uncle Principal, have you ever seen that fighting can be done like this? Isn't this considered bullying?"

Ning Zhizhi, who had been silent by the side, suddenly spoke. She took Jiang Minglin's arm, rolled up her sleeve, and asked softly, pointing to the bruise on it.

She spoke at a moderate pace, and there was no emotion in those clear eyes, but the principal felt that she was pressing her every step of the way.

"Uncle Principal, if this counts as slapstick, then what counts as bullying?"

(End of this chapter)