Can't help but be moved

Chapter 81

"Jane Nian, how did you talk? The teacher doesn't even know who broke your skirt, so how can he cover up the other party? Even if he knew, the teacher wouldn't be able to tolerate such a thing."

The teacher said with a sullen face and righteous words.

Jian Nian twitched the corners of her lips: "Then teacher, you should check."

"You kid, why don't you listen? It's not that you don't solve it, it's just that you solve it later. Does it make any difference if it's earlier or later?"

Jian Nian glanced at the entrance of the dressing room.

At this time, Lin Qingqing just walked in.

"Since there is no difference, let's settle it now." Jian Nian's eyes were slightly cold, "Teacher, if you want to delay like this, then I can only find other leaders to help me uphold justice. For such a bad nature, I will I don't believe they don't care."

This incident can be said to be a broken skirt at a small level; at a large level, the person did it deliberately, clearly preventing her from performing on stage, and ruining the reputation of the entire party and the school.

With such a bad behavior, Jian Nian can't believe that no one cares about it.

As Jian Nian said, she was about to go out. Seeing this, the teacher grabbed her arm and pulled her back: "I said, what's the matter with you child, don't you know that big things have turned into small things? It's not over yet, do you have to make a fuss so that everyone knows about it?"

Jian Nian's tone was very cold: "I don't want to make a scene for everyone to know, I just want the teacher to show a fair attitude and find out who broke my skirt."

Having said that, Lin Qingqing who just came in finally understood what they were arguing about.

Want to find out who broke the dress?
Is Jian Nian dreaming?

This kind of temporary background has no monitoring, so how can anyone be found.

Just when Jian Nian and the teacher were at a stalemate, a magnetic and pleasant male voice suddenly sounded from the door.

"Teacher, what did my kid do to make you so angry as a human teacher, you actually did something to a student."

The man's tone was neither salty nor weak, but full of oppression.

Everyone in the dressing room looked at the door at the same time.

I saw a tall and tall figure appearing outside the door at some point.

The man has broad shoulders and narrow waist, looks extremely good-looking, and exudes a natural elegance and nobility all over his body.

Everyone's eyes froze for a moment the moment they saw the man.

After all, the teacher was the first to respond: "Sir, you don't look like a staff member of our school. This is a dressing room for backstage girls, and no one else is allowed to enter."

The others came back to their senses after hearing the teacher's words.

The girls stared at this strange man with eyes full of excitement and astonishment, and tightly clenched their hands.

"Who is he? He's so handsome!"

"When I saw other people wearing suits before, I felt like a hotel lobby manager or a sales elite. I have never seen anyone who can wear a suit so well!"

"His face, long legs, and temperament, he is prettier than my idol!"

……

Listening to the whispers of the girls around, Jian Nian couldn't help feeling a little sour.

Feng Wang, this old man, is a flower peacock!

Lin Qingqing was also a little fascinated.

This man really has a fatal attraction that is irresistible.

Feng Wang completely ignored the amazed and admiring eyes of the little girls around him, ignored the teacher's words, walked with long legs, walked step by step into the dressing room dedicated to girls, until he came to Jian Nian's side.

"Uncle Feng Wang, why are you here?"

The little girl raised her eyes and looked at the tall and handsome man in front of her. The moment she spoke, her nose couldn't help but feel slightly sour, and a feeling of wanting to cry welled up in her heart.

Jian Nian sucked in the tip of her nose to suppress her desire to cry.

There are so many people here, and he is here, so she doesn't want to cry.

She is no longer the crying little girl she was when she was a child, so she won't cry when encountering something.

Jian Nian thought so in her heart, but she didn't know how wronged she was now.

When she looked up at Feng Fan, the sadness and grievance in her eyes made Feng Fan's heart suddenly ache.

Feng Wan raised his hand, and gently touched the top of her hair: "Come and see you, little Jian Nian, who bullied you."

Hearing Feng Wang's words and seeing the interaction between the two, the others realized that this was Jian Nian's family.

Everyone couldn't help sighing.

How good is the gene of Jian Nian's family? Jian Nian is so beautiful, and her uncle is also amazingly good-looking.

Jian Nian, this family was carefully crafted by Nuwa, unlike them...

Mass production, one-water mud ideas.

Seeing this, the teacher coughed twice, straightened his back, and put on an air of a teacher: "You are Jian Nian's parent, right? That's the thing, Jian Nian's classmate..."

Feng Wang seemed to be unable to hear the teacher's words at all, and looked at the aggrieved little girl with a gentle expression: "Little Jian Nian, isn't she dancing ballet? After practicing so hard for so long, why did you suddenly change?"

Hearing him ask this, Jian Nian felt even more sad.

"Uncle Feng Fan, the dance dress you gave me..." Jian Nian lowered her eyes, not even daring to look into Feng Fan's eyes, "Someone broke it."

It's all her fault, she didn't protect the gift that Feng Huang gave her.

The little girl's voice was extremely low, with a crying voice suppressed by efforts, which made people feel distressed.

A cold light flashed in Feng Wang's eyes, but his face was still gentle.

"Do you know who broke it?"

Jian Nian sniffed and shook her head: "I don't know, I want to check, but the teacher won't let me check now."

She said and looked at the teacher.

Jian Nian's current appearance is very similar to the poor little girl who was wronged outside and found a backer to sue.

Feng Wang followed her gaze and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Teacher won't let you check?"

His gaze was too cold, and his aura was so strong that even a university teacher who had dealt with various people could not help but feel a little palpitating looking at his eyes at this moment.

"It's not that you are not allowed to check, what I mean is, check it slowly after the party is over."

"Investigate slowly?" Feng Huang's thin lips curved into a sneer, "Kyoto University is one of the top key universities in China, is this the way to deal with accidents?"

The teacher doesn't like to hear this: "I said, this parent, I can understand your desire to vent your anger for your child, but please also understand me and our school.

The school also pays attention to rules and regulations, and handles things according to the system. You can't just do what you say. "

The smile on the corners of Feng Lu's lips became colder: "My child has been wronged here, and his personal belongings have been maliciously damaged. Your school doesn't want to find out who destroyed it, but asks for my understanding here?

If your school is doing things for students and parents in this way, then I think I need to consider whether it is necessary to continue to donate and invest in your school in the second half of the year. "

Jian Nian stood beside Feng Wan, listening to the words "my little friend" from his mouth, she pouted secretly.

This old man really regards himself as her parent, and he is very dignified.

Hmph, she is not young, she is not a child.

The teacher was a little confused.

What donation, what investment?
What are Jian Nian's parents talking about.

(End of this chapter)