Bai Yueguang doesn't follow the script

"Otherwise, how do you think I brought this thing out? Of course Xiao Huai knows."

There was anxiety and panic hidden in Zhou Yangshen's eyes.

Song Shicheng played leisurely by throwing the things in his hands up and down.

"You're promising, Zhou Yangshen. I originally thought you were nothing more than a worthless wimp, but now I sincerely apologize to you for underestimating you. The word wimpy is not enough to describe you, you are a wimpy werewolf. "

"You, don't tell it. If you keep it secret for me, I don't need to pursue the matter of you beating me at school today."

Song Shicheng seemed to have heard a very funny joke.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you? Besides, I'm afraid you can't decide whether to pursue it or not."

Song Shicheng glanced at the headmaster who hurried over and a group of security guards behind him.

President Zhong, who is nearing retirement, walks vigorously like a young man, walking in a hurry.Song Shicheng glanced at the top of Principal Zhong's head, and the black wig was crumbling on Principal Zhong's smooth head.

Principal Zhong glared secretly at the little bastard who saw the sky causing trouble for him. Unexpectedly, he saw Song Shicheng's gaze passing over the soft wig that just arrived yesterday on top of his head with interest, and he touched the top of his head unconsciously.

Fortunately, it was not blown away by the wind.

"Principal Zhong, you've come." Father Zhou's face sank like water.

Principal Zhong faced Zhou's father with a kind smile on his face. He turned his eyes and saw Zhou Yangshen.

"Hey, what's wrong with this child, get up quickly, why did he fall to the ground?"

Song Shicheng played skillfully, hitting places where he couldn't see, so on the surface, Zhou Yangshen seemed to have just had a normal fall and lived in peace.

Zhou's father let out a cold snort from his nostrils, and raised his eyebrows.

"Tell me why my son is in such a miserable state."

Principal Zhong couldn't help but glance at Song Shicheng, wanting Song Shicheng to give him information.

Song Shicheng didn't respond much, and didn't make eye contact with him at all, looking like he was out of his mind.

Principal Zhong cleared his throat and said with doubts.

"Could it be..." Principal Zhong glanced at Song Shicheng.

Principal Zhong's apparent hesitation made Zhou's father dissatisfied and interrupted directly.

"Principal Zhong, I heard that Qingteng Middle School has cultivated many outstanding students every year since its establishment, sending excellent students to famous schools all over the country and even the world. It is precisely because of this that Zhou felt relieved to send his dog to study here, but now I It turns out that not all the students in Qingteng Middle School are that good."

Zhou's father glanced at Song Shicheng, who was still fearless up to now, playing with some small toy, and couldn't help but get even more angry.

His own son was beaten so badly in front of him that if he didn't find justice, his old face would be completely humiliated.

Father Zhou pointed to Song Shicheng Road.

"He beat my son without reason at school. A student like this is like a rat shit mixed into a pot of white porridge. In the future, he will only be a bastard who has achieved nothing when he enters the society. Principal Zhong, not only do you have to give me an explanation today , I have to give an explanation to the parents of other students in Qingteng Middle School!"

"As parents, we look forward to sending our child to school so that he can be successful in the future. But if there is a classmate like him in the child's class, how can we know whether our child will be influenced by him. "

Song Shicheng paused for a catch, and it seemed that he couldn't do it any better.

Savoring what Zhou's father said carefully, the corners of Song Shicheng's mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

Is Father Zhou's words criticizing him, or is he connoting his own son? Didn't you see that Zhou Yang's face turned greener and greener when he heard it?

"Dad, stop talking." Zhou Yang said deeply.

"What?!" Your father is seeking justice for you.

"I said Dad, don't talk about it, classmate Song and I are just joking around."

Father Zhou almost slapped his face and shouted, "Is there anyone like you who dismantles Lao Tzu's platform like this? Even if someone beats you up, you still keep silent. It's really useless."

Principal Zhong immediately said to Zhou's father as if he had caught some important information.

"Here, Mr. Zhou, look, the children are playing around, maybe you made a fuss out of a molehill."

"Fart, just kidding around and beating my son to death?" Zhou's father yelled furiously, and then turned to Zhou Yang with deep anger.

"You, too, are worthless! You won't fight back when that little bastard hits you. Isn't it fun to keep getting beaten? I don't know where I have learned everything I usually teach you."

"Mr. Zhou, calm down." Seeing that Zhou's father was agitated, Principal Zhong hurried out to smooth things over.By the way, he secretly signaled a few security guards beside him to keep an eye on Father Zhou at all times, in case he did anything.

Principal Zhong invited the three of them into the reception room, and asked them to pour a few cups of herbal tea to calm the heart and reduce the fire.

After Zhou's father sat down, his expression was still ugly.

"Principal Zhong, if you don't give me a reliable explanation today, I will be here today."

"That's not what Mr. Zhou said. You see Mr. Ling is standing here right now, and he said that the two of them were playing around with each other..." Principal Zhong snorted.

Father Zhou's face was full of dark clouds, and he hurriedly put the teacup heavily on the coffee table.

Clay dolls have a three-point temper, let alone Father Zhou, who is used to calling the wind and rain in his own company, is refuted one after another here, and his anger is about to break through the ceiling.

My own son can go back to educate and ask for details.

But facing Principal Zhong who was vaguely protecting Song Shicheng, Father Zhou snorted coldly and said in a low voice.

"Principal Zhong, Mr. Zhou has always respected you very much. However, your favoritism towards students who made mistakes today really opened my eyes. I have to suspect that you are instigating school violence."

Song Shicheng's slashed face sank slightly.

He only listened to Zhou's father continuing to talk to Principal Zhong.

"Or is it that the large amount of money that the Pei family donates to Qingteng Middle School every year makes you forget what is fair and just? If you lose the ability to distinguish right from wrong, I don't mind making a big deal out of it and let the public evaluate it. "

"The principal of a provincial key middle school advocates guiding students to school violence, corruption and accepting bribes cannot be a teacher. No matter which of these two things break out, it will cause huge repercussions in society. You can also think about the consequences after things happen, yes Are you not guaranteed at the end of the festival? Or is Qingteng Middle School covered with dirty water because of your efforts?"

Pulling people into the water has always been Song Shicheng's least favorite thing. Although there was a reason for it, he did beat Zhou Yangshen up at school.Zhou's father probably sensed that Principal Zhong was unwilling to stand out for Zhou Yangshen, so he caught and bit whomever he wanted, trying to give the respected Principal Zhong a notoriety of accepting bribes.

Song Shicheng was about to speak, when Principal Zhong stood up abruptly with an expression of righteous indignation and insult.

"Mr. Zhou really hurts my heart by saying that. All right! Since you said that I am partial, then you can tell me how to deal with this matter. If you can give a reasonable reason, I, Zhong, have the full authority to agree, and I will never say anything Character."

Father Zhou couldn't help but smile triumphantly when he saw that Principal Zhong had been hit by the aggressive method.

Son of the Song family, if you want to fight with me, you are tender.

Song Shicheng twisted the wall of the teacup and couldn't help frowning.

"In that case, then I'll say it. The Song family boy dared to fight in school, which shows that he ignored the rules that students should abide by. I hope to deal with it according to the school rules of Qingteng Middle School, and record major demerits. Except In addition to this, it is natural to apologize and reflect after making a mistake, apart from bowing and apologizing to my son, the Song family boy has to stand under the national flag to write a review at the start-of-school mobilization meeting tomorrow."