So Xiao Baozi glared at the other party with contempt, "She wants to cry herself, what's up to me?"

When Zhao Xuanxuan heard Xiao Baozi say this, she immediately cried even harder, and her tears kept falling.

This made the little boy who was eager to protect the flower even more annoyed: "You said you don't care about your business. If it weren't for you, would she cry?"

The little boy's grandfather is all generals, and his uncles are also from the army. Except for his parents, he learned from his uncles and uncles at a young age. Instead of learning integrity, he learned banditry. He waved his fat hand: "Brothers, teach him a good lesson."

Then he was the first to slam his fist. Teacher Wang wanted to turn a blind eye. After all, these children were all old men and she couldn't afford to offend them. But when she saw the little boys in the class who usually liked to play with Zhao Xuanxuan, she actually wanted to bring them to the headmaster with her, she didn't dare to ignore them.

Xiao Baozi was originally excited and fighting, okay, if someone beat him first, he would fight back at most just defend himself. My mother said that she could not bully others, but others could not bully him, so he could fight back.

However, Xiao Baozi was happy to fight back, but before he hit the other party, Teacher Wang pulled them away from the middle.

Teacher Wang taught a lesson: "What are you doing? Have you forgotten what the principal said? You have to love your new classmates and take care of him. How do you do it? You hit people at a young age, right?"

Generally speaking, it is even more powerful to be afraid of teachers than to be afraid of parents. [%>_<%When I was a child, I was very afraid of teachers...]

but---

It's different for these kids.

For example, some children, if their parents think that their families are rich, they will be superior. When educating their sons, they will tell them not to be afraid of teachers. The teachers are not much different from their nanny, and they are not as high as their nanny’s salary.

So in this way, the teacher = nanny is formed in the child's psychology.

The boy was one of them. He was not afraid of the teacher at all. Other children didn't dare to say anything after hearing the teacher scolding him. They lowered their heads to admit their mistakes. Only him, yelling with their necks: "He made Xuanxuan cry. He is a bad guy. We want to punish him. There is also a mistake in this way..."

Teacher Wang was twitching. How did he come up with such a messed-up logic: "Even if he is wrong, punishment is still the teacher's business. You can't, let alone, the child Zhuyang did nothing wrong, why should you hit someone?"

The boy curled his lips and looked at people with a contemptuous expression at a young age: "You care about me, you are not even as good as my nanny, why should you care about me?"

Teacher Wang smiled angrily. Such a second-generation ancestor third-generation group is like this at such a young age, and it is still better to grow up.

It’s a child at the age of three and aged seven. This child is a child who has no future even when he is an adult.

She took a deep breath and said, "Your parents sent you to kindergarten. I am your teacher. I have the right to take care of you. Today I will punish you for copying the English words you learned a hundred times."

"Everyone has dispersed, do whatever you change, Qiao Qiao, Zhao Xuanxuan, you sit back to your original seats, and we will continue to class next."

She glanced at the bun, sighed and said nothing...
Chapter completed!