"Hey, Qi Siyang, don't be in a daze, the teacher is looking at you!"

The classmate next to him kindly poked him slightly with his elbow, and now he looked dazed.

The mobile phone was confiscated yesterday. I could have pretended to study for a while before I could get it back.

What he never expected was that, like a stone thrown into a lake, it was completely useless.

Just when he was about to use the identity of the young master to order, he was successfully suppressed by the bigger one—his father.

From that moment on, I felt that the whole baby was not well.

That is, when he was in class, he remembered this matter again, how to re-establish contact with Chenchen.

Finally, he felt that he had really become a person now.Surrounded by unfamiliar faces.

It's not that he misses his mother, Chenchen and his sister too much, but that this person feels really uncomfortable.

"Qi Siyang, stand up for me!"

Well, the sound was like a thunderbolt, and it rang in his ears.

Thunder usually precedes rain.

Sure enough, the rain started to fall.

It's not so much 'rain' as 'hail'.

But the scale is for him alone.

A piece of chalk accurately hit his forehead.

He was upset at this moment, he probably forgot the environment he was in, and said directly: "Who is beating Young Master Ben!" blurted out.

It's just that this sound attracted silence at first, followed by roars of laughter.

……

The word 'Master' is quite uncommon here.

There are people of all grades, but there is no young master.

"Qi Siyang, stand up!"

The teacher's scolding sounded again in the classroom, and it could be heard that she was really irritated by what she said just now.

The little boy sitting beside Yang Yang looked at him sympathetically.

At this time, Yang Yang finally had a real recollection.

I felt annoyed for a while.

Oops, why did I fall into the hands of this 'Jiejue Shitai' again today.

There must be no good fruit to eat.

He stood up from his seat, pinched his nostrils with one finger, as if it was a big deal to stand for another class.

Now I feel like a completely abandoned child.

Or maybe it's like being an undercover agent who broke into a certain evil force, and only Dad can recover his identity in the end.

"Qi Siyang, what are you thinking about when you don't pay attention in class?" the head teacher suppressed his anger.

"I didn't think about anything, I was just in a daze."

coax……

There was another burst of laughter in the classroom.

"Papa..." The teacher in charge knocked on the desk vigorously with the eraser, and the extremely uncomfortable voice made the classroom quiet again.

She looked down at the watch on her wrist. It was only one minute before get out of class was over.

"Qi Siyang, call your dad over this afternoon."

Finally, the class teacher resorted to the nirvana of inviting parents.

Parents please...

It's not that Yang Yang is afraid of this, in fact, he is not so clear about what it means to invite parents.

I have never seen such a saying in the original school.

How did he know that in a place where there are rich people, it is too late for the teacher to provide for them. How dare he offend them? Even the naughty students can only bear it when they see it.

But in the school here, the teacher is the real king, and everyone has to curry favor with him.

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