Chuan Shu 80: I am doing scientific research on the island

Chapter 163 Only attended class for three days

"If you keep messing around, I'll ask you to get out."

"Answer me directly, do you look down on Jiaming?"

"If you transfer your hatred to Jiaming because I offended you before, I really look down on you. What's the matter with me? Why are you angry with the child?"

"Song Wenjun, you said it's your nature to show evidence and talk nonsense?"

"...Okay, I will bring out the evidence, just wait!"

The next class was Chinese. Lin Qianqian limped back to the office and gave Wan Bingye an ultimatum. If Song Wenjun didn't go out, she would not attend class.

"Little aunt, can I beg you? There is a limit to your troubles."

"Principal Wan, I'll just go out. You don't need to talk like this."

Ok?

She agreed without any further nonsense?Wan Bingye wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you for your understanding. It is a great joy for me that Mr. Lin can come back to work. I am grateful for your support."

"Support, 100% support."

Turning around, she went to the first grade class. Seeing her coming in, the kid sat up nervously, not daring to slip away.

Children in the first grade have no concept of discipline and cannot sit still for four to 10 minutes, which makes the old teacher on the podium tired and thirsty.

"Don't talk, I'll spank whoever talks again."

The teacher’s surname is Li. He is about the same age as Wan Bingye. He is in his fifties, chubby, and wears a pair of thick black-rimmed glasses.

The child made two scares, the timid ones are easy to use, and the bold ones are ignored, and they still go their own way.

There were only eight children in total, and Teacher Li was so angry that every part of his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys felt pain.

Song Wenjun couldn't help laughing, only Lu Xiaoman in the class was full of well-behaved babies, sitting there upright, staring at the timetable on the table without squinting.

Today we were going to talk about three pinyin letters. Teacher Li had already written them on the blackboard, but unexpectedly a boy wiped them clean.

This action instantly ignited Teacher Li's "gas tank", and she kicked the boy's ass regardless of Song Wenjun's parent attending the class.

"Wow--"

The classroom atmosphere is so fun!

No matter how others made trouble, Lu Xiaoman carefully wrote the three letters he was going to learn today.

From him, Song Wenjun seemed to see herself when she was a child, but she was also naughty when she was a child, but she was serious when she was studying and had a lot of fun when she was playing.

Unable to bear the noise, she sneaked out of the window.

Lu Xiaomei's background is poor, and she was in class with third graders. She wandered into the third grade classroom and looked inside, but Lu Xiaomei was not there.

Wang Hui was in the fourth grade and was also not in the classroom. Song Wenjun frowned and came to the teacher's office.

"Principal Wan, did you know that Lu Xiaomei and Wang Hui didn't come to class?"

"Who? Who didn't come? Which class?" Wan Bingye asked in surprise.

"Lu Xiaomei, Wang Hui."

"Huh? These two children are skipping class again? I'm so angry. I must find their parents this time."

After finishing speaking, Wan Bingye smiled awkwardly, "It just so happens that you are here, this Lu Xiaomei, who comes to school to study, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, that's not okay."

"How many days has she had classes in total?"

Principal Wan thought for a moment and stretched out three fingers.

"Sister-in-law Jiaming, I know she is an orphan adopted by you, and some bad habits cannot be changed. But how can she do it without learning? Without education, it will be difficult to move forward."

There was nothing wrong with her words, she just didn't expect Lu Xiaomei to be so courageous and dare to skip class.

Thinking of what Li Yuhua said, it seems that Lu Xiaomei really needs to be disciplined. She really can't control her. She can only send her back to the orphanage to be adopted by someone more suitable.