Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

I clenched my fist again, but let it go.Not to mention that the parents are here, I am embarrassed to be rough, if they really do, Liu Jie will not be able to explain it.

Father took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and I noticed that it was the Zhonghua he never wanted to smoke.

He took out one and handed it to the old man. With a forced smile on his face, he said, "Teacher, calm down. Tell me again at the school, and I promise Zhou Ming will not make mistakes again."

The old man pushed the cigarette away impatiently, and said strangely: "My words don't work."

His words were obviously aimed at what I said just now. My father glared at me at this moment, and I turned my head away.But I was praying in my heart, brother Liu, sister Bing, you two must help me... [

The clumsy father didn't know what to say. He held the cigarette that the old man refused to return, and he didn't take it or smoke it. He looked extremely embarrassed.

I didn't know which tendon was wrong, so I just thought about how to save the situation, so I walked over, took the cigarette from my father, and naturally put it in my mouth.Looking around, he picked up a lighter from the old man's desk, lit it while everyone was stunned, and took a puff leisurely.

"Look at your child, it's not that I don't give him a chance!" The old man sarcastically said again.

My father ran over all of a sudden, grabbed the cigarette in my hand, stepped on the ground with one foot, and chopped it hard a few times.

I acted like I didn't care, crossed my arms together, and looked like I was doing nothing, and didn't think about how sad my parents were at this time.

"Okay, go with your children to tidy up the beds in the dormitory and the books in the classroom. Go home early." The bald old man sneered.

"Hasn't the result not yet come down?" The father said almost pleadingly: "What if it is obvious that you won't be fired?"

"If he won't be expelled, I won't be the head teacher!" The bald old man made a frightened look on purpose: "There is no need to continue to open Shiyi Middle School!"

At this time, the old man looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "It's almost time, we might as well go upstairs."

My parents looked at each other, took me, followed behind the old man's buttocks, and slowly went up to the third floor.