Xia Anlan this words say of particularly owe beat, as long as is a person with temper, after hearing this words, estimate all want to kill him, too his mother shameless.

Mr. Wu was afraid that they would make trouble again, so he quickly continued the previous topic and said: "although what he said just now is a bit off topic, I think it is still necessary. Yue Tingfeng didn't plagiarize. I believe that is his real achievements, but I also know that miracles are hard to believe. I believe time will gradually prove that all his achievements are real."

"Yesterday, there was a scene in the class. You two children took the lead. Today, all of Yue Tingfeng's books have been scrawled. I don't think it's a prank. The interest is very bad. All the participants have admitted it. They are standing outside the classroom now..."

"That doesn't mean..."

Mr. Wu raised his hand: "you two don't rush to say anything. What I want to tell you is that it doesn't mean that I suspect your children did it, but The fact is that there are not one or two people who are involved in this matter. They see the whole class and all of them have said it. Is that not enough to be believed? Whether your children did it or not, they are the two most clear. Do you admit that in them, 12-year-old children are not young, and they have done wrong. If they don't even have the courage to admit it, then I can only say that as a teacher, I am very derelict of duty, because I didn't educate them well, and I didn't let them understand that academic performance is not everything, and talent is the most important thing. "

This is tantamount to slapping the two parents in the face. The teacher said, blame yourself for not teaching well. This is not to say directly. So are your parents. You didn't teach your children well.

The boy's father was said to be shameless, "OK, even me If my son does, he can't do this to my son... "

Teacher Wu took a look at the tortoise on his son's face. "Yes, Yue Tingfeng did seem to have gone too far. But for a child, shouldn't he be angry and emotional?"

The boy's father took a look at Yue Tingfeng: "this He can completely find the teacher. Can you deal with it? It's just a few words written on the book. It's not a big deal. It's a big deal that we bought him a new set. But my son was pressed on the ground by him in front of so many people. He painted turtles on his face and burned his book. It's a big blow to a boy's self-esteem. In this way, it's my son who suffers a lot. We don't ask for any spiritual compensation, but Yue Tingfeng must be a good teacher In front of the whole class, I apologize to my son. "

This time, without waiting for other people to speak, Yue listened to Feng and said with no expression: "you're right. I really can't do this to your son. I should just scrap his hand and let him be cheap again."

Everyone

Mr. Wu covers his face. Can this boy not say such rogue words?

Although it sounds very dispirited, the two parents may even take the opportunity to make trouble, and the male parents' angry faces are askew, "you Listen, all of you. Is that a human thing? There's no gangster like him in the street. OK, you're going to waste my son's hand. Do you want to? This is your son. You don't care. You are so arrogant at a young age. When you grow up, you can't say that you can kill and set fire. "

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