President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

These words completely blown Gu Jiangfeng up.

"Is this called having no future? Then I would like to ask the teacher, in your opinion, what does it mean to have a future?"

The teacher was frightened by such Gu Jiangfeng, trembling, but unable to speak.

In the end, he simply cried out, "Mrs. Bo, I really care for Xing Xing. Don't you want Xing Xing to become a very powerful person? At least, she shouldn't be an ordinary cook!"

cook?

Song Runian frowned, "Did Xing Xing tell Teacher like this?"

The teacher thought that his words had an effect, so he hurriedly nodded his head heavily.

"That's right, Mrs. Bo, even writing essays. Other kids dream of being astronauts, scientists or CEOs, but only him dreams of being a cook."

Xing Xing was so nervous that he blinked his eyelashes wildly, not daring to look at Song Runian in front of him.

Mommy must be very angry, right?

The four little guys next to him also sweated for their brother.

Xiao Yuanyuan was the most anxious one, she ran up and hugged Song Runian's arm, "Mommy, brother means to be a Michelin five-star chef, you know, such a chef is so good, he can even be featured in a magazine !"

The teacher sneered from the side, "No matter how good you are, you are still a cook, just a waiter."

Although the voice was very small, it was still heard by Song Runian.

She looked at the teacher with cold eyes, "Say what you said just now!"

"Bo... Mrs. Bo, I am also concerned about the stars. After all, they are my students, so I have to be responsible." The teacher explained with a pale face.

Song Runian laughed softly when he heard the words, "Your so-called responsibility means educating the children under your hands to become successful entrepreneurs or scientists. If they fail to do so, the children will fail?"

How can there be such a ridiculous thing!

"I hope the teacher can figure out that the most basic thing in educating people is to respect children's dreams. What's wrong with being a chef? Did the chef kill and set fire?"

Every profession deserves to be respected!

Xing Xing raised his head and looked at Song Runian in disbelief.

Mommy, are you speaking for yourself?

And Gu Jiangfeng also said, "That's right, Xingxing, you can do anything in the future, don't be a teacher, because the threshold of this industry may be a bit low, and any monsters and monsters may be your colleagues and affect you. It even biases your three views."

"Young Master Gu," the teacher's eyes turned red with anger, "I'm really doing it for the good of Mrs. Bo's children. Are you not afraid that I'll get angry if you mock me like this?"

"You insulted the chef and the lady in the canteen just now, aren't you afraid that they will beat you up?" Gu Jiangfeng asked with raised eyebrows.

When the teacher looked back, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

It really is!

Those chefs and cafeteria aunts were holding kitchen utensils such as spatulas and knives, and were watching her covetously.

There is a posture of tearing her into pieces.

Unable to bear the huge pressure, the teacher found an excuse and ran away.

Song Runian lowered her head again, looked at the stars in front of her, and said softly, "Let's go, let's go home."

Not a word of seriousness, not even a mention of what happened just now.

Xing Xing was at a loss, and was led out like this.

On the way, he even sneaked a few times at Song Runian, only to find that she had been fiddling with her mobile phone and had no intention of talking to him.

I had no choice but to close my mouth obediently, sitting on the child seat and not daring to move.

I thought to myself, this is probably the calm before the storm.

When I get home, there will be lightning and thunder, and even mixed doubles!