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- Jian Yi, who had always been calm and calm, and whose face remained calm even before the collapse of Mount Tai, was the first to lose his composure this time.
After all, if "I don't have a father" happens again, Jian Yi will not be able to help but let herself have no son today.
Jian Yi originally planned to turn a blind eye, but when Jian Xiyan finished writing the essay of at least 200 words, he signed it hastily.
But the new head teacher seems to know the tricks of these parents, and is afraid that the parents are too busy and have no time to tutor their children.
Therefore, during the phone call, I also specifically requested that the scene of the parents supervising the child when he was writing the essay should be recorded into a video and handed over to him together with the essay when school starts.
All roads are blocked.
So, he called Lu Junhan directly.
In a very commercial, solemn tone, like a negotiation, he said: "Tell me, how much will it cost before you send this head teacher to teach in Africa?"
Lu Junhan: ""
Neuropathy.
The second caller was Zhang Dazhuang.
Rewriting the "composition" reminded him of his beautiful long black hair at the last parent-teacher meeting, and his big eyes, which looked particularly white, whiter than Zhang Yiming's little white dog. , and saw Zhang Yiming giggling next to him while watching his sister Lili¡¯s live broadcast.
Once he got angry, he beat the person severely.
This was a bit of a delay.
On the phone, along with Zhang Yiming¡¯s heartbreaking cry, Zhang Dazhuang¡¯s honest voice sounded:
"Mr. Lu, look at the friendship we have had for so many years, why don't you ask the teacher to exempt my brat from writing this essay? I just accidentally maimed his hand and he can't do his homework. There's nothing I can do! It may not even be better when school starts.¡±
Lu Junhan: ""
The third one was Qu Sinian. After hearing that he was going to write an essay again, he held a heavy heart and finished a hide-and-seek game with Qu Qianqian. Without stopping, he called Lu Junhan. The sound is harsh:
"Mr. Lu, if this is not the case, you can ask the teacher to change the requirement to parents writing an essay. Well, just write about my child, and then the child will supervise it. I suddenly want to write an essay, really."
Lu Junhan: ""
It only took ten minutes for the new head teacher to call me.
The three parents are on the verge of collapse and have lost all sense.
I knew it was impossible to change the teacher. After all, except for this, this new class teacher really had no choice in other aspects. He had rich teaching experience and was very patient with the children. The children liked him very much. So he changed I don¡¯t know where to find another one that is so suitable.
But they still have a tiny glimmer of hope.
What if the new head teacher takes the initiative to go to Africa to dig coal Oh, no, what about teaching?
Not only were the three of them starting to feel trance-like, but the remaining Lu Junhan was not much better either.
Especially when I saw that the little girl was extremely excited and took out the composition book from her schoolbag, and then took out two sharpened pencils and placed them next to her. She rolled up her sleeves and was ready to start writing. It's dozens of pages of "My Dad".
Lu Junhan's face was so stiff that it couldn't be any stiffer.
To use a buzzword on the Internet, it¡¯s probably ¡°just one step away from death.¡±
The viewers and the program crew who didn¡¯t know the truth were very excited. At least the little girl didn¡¯t watch TV anymore, and she was so positive that she actually had to do her homework!
The audience inexplicably felt a sense of sadness, "Nvgoose finally stopped neglecting her job and started to work hard." It made me so moved that I wanted to cry. I wished that Xiao Luli could write more quickly.
They also desperately posted comments urging the photographer to move the camera closer. They wanted to see how cute their daughter looked serious and immersed in her homework!
The photographer was carrying the camera, and he was very excited. He finally had something to do! Finally, I don¡¯t have to take pictures of Sheriff Black Cat anymore! ! !
He turned the camera to the little girl's clean composition text. The little girl was lying on the coffee table, holding a pencil in her hand, and the tip of the pen fell on the paper, and she was about to start writing the topic carefully, one stroke at a time.
But before the "I" on the tip of the pen was finished writing, a slender, white finger with distinct joints, like a work of art, suddenly appeared in the camera, pressing directly on the composition text with a sense of power.
The audience could tell whose hand it was at a glance.
After all, who else could be sitting next to the little girl besides her father!
The audience was excitedThey were extremely moved, just when they were screaming for the delicious fingers, and even couldn't help but lick the screen.
The man¡¯s slightly deep and magnetic voice sounded above the little girl¡¯s head:
"I'll do my homework tomorrow. Now I'll watch TV."
As soon as he said these words, the audience, who had finally hoped that the little girl would be positive, work hard, and start doing homework, as well as the people on the program team, all shouted in their hearts:
No! ! !
¡°Dad Lu, don¡¯t dote on Lili so much!
This is wrong!
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Better to learn and die! !
Fortunately, the little girl also wants to make progress.
Facing her father¡¯s very depraved request, she puffed up her face and shook her head like a rattle: ¡°I don¡¯t want to watch TV, but now I want to write about my father!¡±
snort!
Dad is the most important!
The black cat on TV can¡¯t compare to dad!
As he said that, the little girl seemed a little dissatisfied when she saw the TV that was still on. She pouted her little mouth, found the remote control, and turned off the TV with a press of her little hand.
¡°Obviously, she wants to devote herself wholeheartedly to the composition and write about her best father!
Lu Junhan: ""
Seeing the delay plan fail.
The little girl¡¯s title ¡°My Dad¡± has also been written.
Seeing the tip of her pencil fall to the next line, she was about to start writing the text.
Lu Junhan stretched out his hand to hold her down again, and met the little girl's confused and clear eyes.
Lu Junhan¡¯s handsome and indifferent face showed no emotion, and he just said calmly:
"Your sister Qianqian and the others are coming over later. When they come, you can write with them. Otherwise, they will be jealous if you write so fast."
The little girl used to do homework with Qu Qianqian and the others. The four of them sat together to write the composition for the last parent-teacher meeting.
Sure enough, the little girl didn¡¯t suspect that her father was lying to her, and just believed it.
Not only did he believe it, he also happily picked up his little mobile phone¡ª¡ª
Song Qingwan bought this mobile phone for her during the winter vacation when she saw that the little girl was so bored that she could only watch TV.
Thinking about it, in this case, not only can I watch TV to pass the time, but I can also play mobile games to pass the time.
It can be regarded as one more entertainment activity.
Then, as Lu Junhan just watched, the little girl opened WeChat with ease, clicked on a group of 4, and excitedly sent a milky voice:
"Sister Qianqian, brother Yiming, and brother Xiyan, my father said you are coming to my place to do your homework. When will you come? I am at home now."
Lu Junhan: ¡°¡¡¡¡¡±
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