Ji Xiaoxiao pulled up her sleeves and tore off her collar, revealing shocking wounds all over her body.
"This..." Teacher Zhao swallowed nervously.
He didn't know, he really didn't know, that his going along with Director Wei's statement was actually driven by selfish motives. He wanted to use Director Wei and Xia Muran's parents to motivate Xia Muran to strive for success. His initial intention was completely without malice.
No malicious intent?
Seeing the child's injury, Teacher Zhao suddenly slapped herself twice.
What has he done? Does he even deserve to be a teacher?
"Muran, the teacher was wrong, it was the teacher's fault. If you want to blame someone, blame the teacher, but don't punish yourself. You are innocent, you shouldn't do this."
Teacher Zhao stepped forward, and Ji Xiaoxiao was so excited that she stumbled and almost fell.
Teacher Zhao couldn't help but exclaim, "Teacher knows she was wrong. Mu Ran, only if you come down can Teacher help you. This time, Teacher will definitely help you, Teacher..."
Ji Xiaoxiao seemed to be persuaded by Teacher Zhao's sincerity and eloquent words, frequently turning her head to look around, hesitant and indecisive.
"Muran, what the teacher said is true."
Teacher Zhao worked diligently, adding fuel to the fire.
Ji Xiaoxiao nodded, her big, watery eyes staring straight at Teacher Zhao. "Really?"
With that innocent tone, those pure eyes, and that helpless figure, Teacher Zhao couldn't utter a single "no."
"I believe in you, Teacher Zhao. You are a good teacher."
Listen to these words, how touching they are.
Ji Xiaoxiao cautiously turned around; she had decided not to jump.
"teacher."
"Muran".
The two looked at each other with tears in their eyes.
"Teacher, I'm hungry."
If she weren't starving and feeling unbearably hungry, Ji Xiaoxiao could have held on for a few more minutes.
"Your teacher will take you to eat."
Teacher Zhao took Ji Xiaoxiao's hand and held it tightly.
As I walked downstairs, the sound of police sirens filled the surroundings.
Teacher Zhao kept her eyes fixed straight ahead. This child's emotions were still unstable, and being hungry would only make them more so. Two or three teachers were mixed in with the students, but under Teacher Zhao's icy gaze, they all seemed to scatter like demons. Anyone who tried to stop me from taking the child to fill their stomach would be killed without mercy.
Upon arriving at the canteen, Teacher Zhao ordered the chef to prepare a sumptuous lunch.
"No time, that's all. Take it or leave it." The chef was engrossed in his phone, head down, not even glancing at Teacher Zhao.
Teacher Zhao flew into a rage, pointing his finger at the chef and launching into a tirade of insults. This cultured man's swearing skills were extremely high; the chef couldn't withstand the onslaught and was defeated.
"Alright, alright, alright, you're a teacher, I can't afford to offend you, I'll obey, I'll go prepare the food for you right away." After saying "I'll" three times in a row, the chef stood up abruptly and bumped into Teacher Zhao, who was so frail that she almost stumbled and fell.
Seeing injustice on the road, Ji Xiaoxiao roared and drew her sword to help rid the evil spirits.
"You deliberately bumped into Teacher Zhao."
This is terrible, this is a huge problem.
Ji Xiaoxiao rushed up to the chef and shoved him hard with her backhand. The chef was caught off guard and fell, his buttocks throbbing with pain.
"You bully Teacher Zhao, who is such a good person. You're not human."
As she spoke, Ji Xiaoxiao quietly shed tears. Even the chef, a grown man, felt embarrassed to argue with her.
"Teacher Zhao, I will definitely avenge you."
Ji Xiaoxiao yelled and jumped onto the chef, scratching, biting, tearing, punching and kicking like a crazed little lion. Even if she couldn't kill her prey, leaving it covered in wounds was still a good thing.
"Stop, stop! If you don't stop, I'm going to fight back."
The girl who went crazy over him was not yet eighteen years old, and the chef couldn't hit her.
"Teacher Zhao, Teacher Zhao, please save me," the chef pleaded.
Teacher Zhao's eyes were glazed over; he was lost in thought!
When Ji Xiaoxiao stood up for him, Teacher Zhao felt a warm glow in his heart. "This child truly loves me, but I have failed to live up to your sincere feelings."
The next moment, Teacher Zhao was frozen in place.
"This child has been traumatized and is mentally unstable."
Is it commendable to hit and bite a teacher for their sake?
Teacher Zhao snapped out of her daze, quickly pulled Ji Xiaoxiao up, and said to the chef, "I'm sorry, this child is injured. Please go and prepare lunch."
If you can't afford to offend them, you can't afford to avoid them either. Not only will you have to go to the teacher, but the chef will also likely run away.
Teacher Zhao helped Ji Xiaoxiao sit down and tidied her hair.
"Muran, tell your teacher, what kind of suffering have you endured at home?" Teacher Zhao hesitated, unable to understand the reason, and thus unable to administer the medication.
Ji Xiaoxiao hugged herself tightly with both hands, her five fingers gripping her clothes.
"My dad, he... he took advantage of my mom being out, and... he..."
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