Chen Yang's words made Teacher Li stunned.
"You...what did you say?"
Chen Yang smiled gently and held up Xiao Huan's composition.
"I said my daughter's composition was well written."
"She's only in second grade, yet she was able to write such coherent words, and she expertly used words like 'bitch' and 'unfaithful' to perfectly portray her mother's image..."
"I think she shouldn't get zero for this essay. I think she should get full marks."
Teacher Li stared at Chen Yang for three seconds, then slowly took off his glasses.
"Xiao Huan's father, are you sick?"
"A second-grade child, with such a twisted mind, and you actually indulge her and speak up for her? You... you are unworthy of being a father!"
She looked Chen Yang up and down, and suddenly she felt disdainful:
"The children in our class are all well-educated. We've never seen such a poorly behaved child before. If Qin Xiaohuan is like this, then I can't teach her. Just take her home!"
Chen Yang frowned slightly:
"Teacher Li, if a child tells the truth, does that mean he has no manners?"
"Does it have to be that she has been taught since she was little, that she only knows how to flatter and curry favor, that she is false and empty, and that only such a child can be considered excellent?"
"If that's the case, then I don't think your school is that good either."
When they heard Chen Yang mentioned their school, not only Teacher Li, but all the teachers present became furious.
Although they are all ordinary workers, they are the best among workers because they can work in Zhonghai First International Bilingual School.
This school is their lifeblood, and they will not tolerate Chen Yang slandering it.
"Mr. Chen, I advise you to be careful with your words!"
"This is the best aristocratic primary school in Zhonghai. We don't welcome children without quality, and we don't welcome parents without quality!"
Just as he finished speaking, before Chen Yang could respond, suddenly, there was a loud noise outside.
A little kid ran into the office in a hurry.
"Teacher Li, something bad has happened!"
"Qin Xiaohuan and Wang Zijie had a fight!"
"What?"
Teacher Li and Chen Yang were both startled and stood up quickly.
Chen Yang was shocked because his daughter actually got into a fight with someone.
Teacher Li was shocked because the boy who fought with Xiao Huan was actually Wang Zijie!
Wang Zijie, he is the little ancestor of the class!
Not only is his family the richest in the class, but Wang Zijie's mother is also a relative of the principal, making her a key family with close connections.
Although Wang Zijie is usually very naughty in class, Teacher Li never dares to say a harsh word to this little ancestor.
If she dared to scold Wang Zijie, the principal would scold her and even expel her.
Teacher Li and Chen Yang hurried to the classroom.
The classroom, which was originally bright and clean, has now become a mess.
Dozens of children gathered in a corner of the classroom and made a commotion. That corner was originally where the trash can was placed, but at that moment, Qin Xiaohuan was pressing a little boy into a pile of trash, refusing to let him get up. Behind her were several little boys who were punching and kicking her madly.
Qin Xiaohuan was beaten by several boys, but she was still like a madman, screaming loudly and pressing the boy to prevent him from getting up.
When he saw his daughter being beaten, a surge of blood rushed to Chen Yang's head.
He ran over in two steps, pushed aside the group of children who were beating Qin Xiaohuan, and suddenly shouted:
“What are you doing!”
With just one sentence, all the children in the class were shocked and dared not say a word. The scene became quiet in an instant.
When Xiao Huan saw his father coming, he immediately threw himself into his arms.
There were several bruises on her face, and she even had a nosebleed. She kept crying at Chen Yang, "Dad!"
Chen Yang quickly squatted down, held her shoulders, and asked distressedly:
"Xiao Huan, what happened?"
Xiao Huan cried bitterly, pointing at Wang Zijie and saying:
"Dad, he...he...he scolded you!"
Chen Yang frowned and asked sternly, "What's going on? Tell me clearly!"
Qin Xiaohuan sobbed and stammered, "Wang Zijie saw the composition I wrote yesterday. He kept making fun of me, saying that my mother was a stinky paper seller. I ignored him, and then he said my father was a cuckold... My father is not a cuckold! My father is the best person in the world!"
"I told him not to say it, but he insisted on saying it, and even dragged a dozen classmates along to laugh at me, so I beat him up!"
Chen Yang listened to what Xiao Huan repeated in shock.
Are the second graders nowadays mature to this level?
He turned around again and saw the fat boy named Wang Zijie, who had been beaten black and blue. He was now lying on the ground groaning and unable to get up.
Xiao Huan seemed to be still unsatisfied and clenched his fists:
"Auntie Ling taught me Kung Fu. If anyone dares to scold my father, I will teach him a lesson!"
Seeing the determination in his daughter's eyes, Chen Yang was moved.
But Teacher Li next to him finally reacted at this moment, screamed suddenly, and rushed to Wang Zijie.
"Zijie...are you okay?!"
"Quick, take him to the infirmary!"
The monitor, along with a few others, carefully helped the powerful young master of the class out of the house. Teacher Li was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Chen Yang's nose and cursed:
"Mr. Chen, look at what your daughter has done!"
"Not only did you use vulgar language and lack manners, but you also beat Wang Zijie like that. If he gets sick from that, can your family afford the responsibility?!"
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