Chapter 2993 I Will Cripple His Hand Next Time

Xia Anlan's words were particularly shameless. Anyone with a temper would probably want to kill him after hearing these words. It's so fucking shameless.

Teacher Wu was afraid that they would make trouble again, so he quickly continued the previous topic: "Although what I just said was a bit off topic, I think it is still necessary. Yue Tingfeng did not plagiarize. I believe that is his real score, but I also know Miracles are often hard to believe, and I believe that time will slowly prove that all of Yue Tingfeng’s achievements are real.”

"There was already a riot in the class yesterday, and it was you two children who took the lead. Today, all of Yue Tingfeng's books were scribbled on. I don't think this is a prank. This is in a very bad mood. Everyone involved has acknowledged it. Yes, I am currently standing outside the classroom..."

"That doesn't mean..."

Teacher Wu raised his hand: "You two, don't rush to say anything. What I want to tell you is that this matter is not that I suspect that your children did it, but... the fact is that you participated in this matter. Not just one or two people, but the whole class who saw it, everyone said it. Isn’t this not enough to believe that it was your child who did it? They know it best and whether they admit it or not is up to them. , 12-year-old children are not young anymore. If they don’t even have the courage to admit that they have done something wrong, then I can only say that as a teacher, I was very derelict in my duty because I did not educate them well and I did not let them understand. Academic performance is not everything, being a person is the most important thing.”

These words are tantamount to a few slaps on the faces of those two parents. The teacher said that they blame themselves for not teaching well. This is not directly to say that you parents are the same. You have not taught your children well.

The boy's father couldn't hold back his shame, "Okay, even if it's me... my son did it, then he can't do this to my son..."

Teacher Wu glanced at the turtle on his son's face and said, "Yes, what Yue Tingfeng did seems to be a bit excessive, but for a child, shouldn't he be angry and have emotions?"

The boy's father glanced at Yue Tingfeng: "This... he can definitely ask the teacher, can you handle it? It's just a few words written on the book, and it's not a big deal. The worst we can do is buy a new set for him, but I He pinned my son to the ground in front of so many people, drew turtles on his face, and burned his books. This was a huge blow to a boy's self-esteem. Calculating it this way, my son suffered the most, so we won't What kind of mental compensation is required, but Yue Tingfeng must apologize to my son in front of the whole class. "

This time, before anyone else could speak, Yue Tingfeng said expressionlessly: "You're right, I really can't do this to your son. I should just cripple his hands so that he can be mean again."

Everyone...

Teacher Wu covered his face, could this kid stop saying such hooligan words?

Although it sounds like a relief, the two parents probably took the opportunity to cause trouble.

The boy's parent's face was distorted with anger, "You... listen, all of you, listen, is this still human talk? There are no gangsters like him on the street. Okay, come and destroy my son." Try your hand, you try? This is your son, you still don't care, he is so arrogant at a young age, and when he grows up, he can do unspeakable murders and arson. "

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