Chapter 1348 Bullying in Kindergarten

The little guy was sitting quietly in the corner, the class was noisy, the children were chattering together, but the little guy was staring out the window in a daze.

After class, the children dispersed in a rush, and all ran out of the classroom to play.

The little guy sat alone by the slide, looking at the children who were playing and laughing, quietly.

"An'an, let's go play."

A very fair and lovely little girl with pigtails and a small skirt ran over and invited him.

The little guy looked at her, didn't speak, turned his head and looked elsewhere, with a lonely expression on his face.

The little girl knelt down in front of him, and leaned over to look at him.

The little guy turned his face away.

"What's wrong with you?" the little girl asked him.

The little guy moved his little mouth, as if he was about to speak, but before he could say anything, the little girl was called away again.

The little guy looked at the little girl who ran away to play with others, his long eyelashes drooped, and he lowered his head at the same time.

A pair of feet wearing Spider-Man cartoon patterns appeared in sight. The little guy raised his head subconsciously, and met a little boy who was sweating profusely from playing.

The little guy saw the little boy's face clearly, his expression changed immediately, and he was obviously startled.

Sure enough, the next moment, the little boy poked his eyes without saying a word, and the little boy immediately ran away in fright.

Seeing that he missed the poke, the little boy made a face at him, then ran away mischievously, and said, "Monster."

The little guy looked at the little boy running away without saying a word.

After a while, he lowered his head again, his mood obviously worse than before.

In the kindergarten, there was always a little boy who would poke his eyes with his hands. Just now, the little boy poked him often, and poked the corner of his eye several times. The other children followed suit, and he also scolded that monster.

Jun Moyan left the principal's office, and when he passed by the place where the children were playing, he saw the little guy sitting alone in the corner.

He stood there staring at the little fellow for a long time.

I found that the little guy didn't do anything other than raise his head and look around occasionally. He just sat with his head down, either pulling the grass on the lawn to play, or pulling the corner of his clothes to play.

Other children don't ask him to play, and he doesn't have the enthusiasm to play with other children.

He just asked the principal and teacher about the little guy, and they all said that the little guy is well-behaved and quiet, and there are no other problems.

This is what they mean by being nice and quiet.

It is clearly isolated but also unable to integrate.

"That uncle just now is so handsome and tall."

"I saw it too. I don't know whose father it is. All the children's fathers are not as handsome as him."

"My father also has his clothes, but my father's clothes are not as good-looking as his. My father has a big belly."

A few children were chatting about something.

After school in the afternoon, the little guy said goodbye to the teacher with his schoolbag on his back like other children, and then walked quietly to the kindergarten gate.

There were many adults standing at the entrance of the kindergarten, and the little guy looked over the faces of those adults.

Among the parents who came to pick up their children, most of them were mothers, or the drivers and housekeepers at home, and many fathers or both parents came to pick them up together.

Hearing the children calling for their parents, the little ones still watched while walking out of the gate unhurriedly.