Chapter 4006

In their opinion, if they can do it with the teacher, they may actually pick up their pants.

Several children trembled and looked at their parents in despair and entreaty.

Ning Shu claps her hands suddenly. "Yes, that's what it looks like. I like to watch it. I'll despair a little more."

Everyone:

This is not a neuropathy, plus change.

Even Zeng has some leisure

Is his great aunt crazy?

There were a lot of people gathered around to watch the activity. Several parents' faces were all gloomy, and they decided to compromise. One person accompanied 600 yuan, four people, which was 2400 yuan.

It's almost a month's salary for sun Hongying in the factory.

Ning Shu accepted the money happily, spitting at the same time to count the money, and said to the four children smilingly, "don't bully Zeng Xian, or I will come to you."

A few children are scared to face some white, compare naughty still want to scold go back, result was held down by own father.

So many people look at it, they don't want to be shameful.

They are exquisite porcelain, but each other is rubble, which is not worth hard hitting.

Several parents took their children and walked away. Ning Shu contentedly put the money in the bag and took two pictures of the bag. "This one is worth it."

There was a bit of bravado about the corners of the mouth. I couldn't speak a word.

"Your teacher told you to go home. Let's go back to 8? And take the bus instead of catching the time." Ning Shu said.

Kong Beibei came out of the back of the tree and looked at the back of the two people. His eyes were firm.

Ning Shu looks back at the direction of the school, always feeling a hot look at them.

Zeng opened his mouth and asked, "what's the matter?"

Ning Shu shakes his head: "it's OK, but I beat your teacher. I'm afraid that your life in school is not good. Anyway, you have money now. Do you want to change to another school?"

Zeng Xian: " It doesn't matter. She doesn't like it all the time. Is it the same? "

"Because you didn't do well," Ning Shu asked

Once looked at her at leisure, "do you also use your achievements to see people?"

Ning Shu's face was disdained without any disguise, and he almost pointed out, "childish, ridiculous and superficial."

"As a teacher, of course, I like those who have good grades. Grades are never linked to personality, but grades are your armor and chips."

"Achievement doesn't mean character, but a person's effort. Other teachers don't like diligence and laziness. It's just opposite. People. Class. OK?"

"If you have good grades, at least equal to those children, will your teachers have this attitude? At this time, your grades are your chips."

Bitter hatred, indignant complain that the teacher is like good grades, with grades to decide everything.

Sometimes I have to say that it's not the grades that decide everything, but you don't have the chips.

When I was a child, achievements were chips. When I grew up, money and work were chips.

It is so cruel and realistic that there is no tenderness.

Ning Shu looks up and down at Zeng idle. "I'm a teacher and I don't like you. It's equivalent to that when I work, I don't support my work at all. Let me deduct my salary and block people's wealth like killing my parents."

There is a disdain in her tone. "At this time, I still want to let people speak to you in a good voice, and saints can't do it."

Who said that teaching and educating people, but teachers are also people, not saints, ordinary people, ordinary people, with seven emotions and six desires.

Teachers, first of all, are a career, a breadwinner's career, and then the aura brought by this career.

Because of this aura, teachers should not be like saints.

Zeng Xian:

The eldest aunt's speech is as sharp as ever, but it's not rude. If he gets good grades and has this capital, the teacher may be more tolerant.

Ning Shu stretched out his hand and clapped Zeng Xu on the shoulder. Mercilessly, he bent half of Zeng Xu's body. "If you want to make yourself better, you have to have chips to get your hand. You need chips to fight troubles, or you can only get off the table."

"It's so disappointing and childish to have no chips and still appoint grievances beside the table. To your teacher, you are the one who is not qualified to be on the card table, and who is still noisy and unintelligible."

Competition is omnipresent, even in a calm school, otherwise how can there be results ranking?

"You know, don't make trouble in the future. Your uncle and I are busy making money and living. If you are so unintelligible, something will happen..."

"I'll hit you."

Zeng Xian didn't know what he was thinking. He used Ningshu's words to refute Ningshu's: "is it my fault that I was bullied for no reason?"

Ning Shu: "of course, it's not your fault. You are wrong that you don't even have a chip to let the teacher favor you.""You go to bed in class, in exams, and never study hard. Is this your fault? Is it your fault? Are you forced to not study hard?"

Ning Shu hissed, "the character should be put aside first, but the hard-working people should be respected if they get paid back."

Zeng Xian:

Say no, say no, slip away.

Two people stand in the bus station, Ning Shu sits on the bench, holding his bag, once knew that there was a huge sum of money in it.

The place that sun Hongying disliked before suddenly feels a little pitiful and absurd.

It's all for money. I can't face it calmly without living things.

So ferocious, disgusting, just because of survival.

Zeng Xian felt that she should not hold a hostile attitude towards sun Hongying, but a kind of pity. It was life that made her this way, and what was the matter.

When the bus arrived, Zeng leisurely let Ning Shu get on first, then lost two coins. He knew that the eldest aunt would not give it. One dollar is not money!

After he got on the car at leisure, he was followed by a white, tender and tender little girl, who was wearing a green skirt and full of youth.

She fumbled all over, didn't touch the money, just remembered her little wallet didn't take it in school, blushed for a while, didn't want to get off.

She blushed and said to Zeng, "can you lend me a dollar?"

Once looked at her idly, "do not borrow."

Ning Shu took a look at the mushroom cool, as if she had been wronged by some day. Her eyes were red, and she could not believe that she looked at Zeng Xian.

Well, steel straight man.

But soon, Ning Shu found that there was a turbid soul in her cool and crisp body.

It's reasonable to say that at the age of Xiaogu Liang, the soul is not turbid like this.

seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of feelings and all kinds of emotions will make the soul dirty and produce Soul poison.