Difficult to raise children

A few minutes later, several teachers of different ages hurried over, shouting as they ran, "Stop! Stop! Pull them away!"

No student dared to approach, not only because of the identities of the fighting parties, but also because they were worried that they would be hit by fists and feet without eyes.

Parents have taught us that if you do good deeds, you have to look at the right time, but don’t let yourself get involved if you don’t do good deeds, it’s not worth the loss.

Several strong male teachers rushed over and forcibly separated the writhing students.

"Shen Hao?" Miejue Shitai screamed, with three parts of anger, three parts of surprise, and three parts of fear, especially after seeing the bruised and swollen scars on Shen Hao's face, his head became dizzy.

"What's going on?" It was the dean of the school who asked this question.

Shen Hao didn't open his mouth, Xia Houzhan didn't have the mood to talk, and the remaining boys faltered there for a long time without saying a reason.

"Don't say anything, invite the parents, now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Ma Shilong was still lying on the ground humming, rolling in pain. "

"Old...teacher, can you take Ma Shilong to the hospital first, he seems to be seriously injured." A boy who also had color on his face whispered.

The dean glared at him, and said angrily, "Then hurry up!"

Miejue Shitai glanced at Shen Hao helplessly, and then at Xia Houzhan, who was always lively and active, sluggish as if he was resting, took a deep breath, and resigned himself to calling the two parents.

"Mr. Shen, are you free now?... You'd better come to school now... Yes, classmate Shen Hao injured a classmate...Look...hey, hey..."

Over there, Ma Shilong's head teacher also arrived, asked the ins and outs of the matter in a few sentences, and had no choice but to call Mayor Ma.

The two homeroom teachers looked at each other bitterly and deeply, and then let out a sigh of fate.

None of the remaining ones who participated in the fight were left behind. Those who were injured were carried to the infirmary, and those who were not injured just stood aside and waited for training.

Shen Hao watched the chaotic scene expressionlessly, licked the broken corner of his mouth, turned and left.

"Wait a minute, student Shen Hao, where are you going?" The dean is obviously more courageous than Master Miejue. He has seen the second generation of officials a lot, so he can't beat people casually no matter how unreasonable he is!

"Eat!" Shen Hao replied coldly, it was already lunch time, but he still remembered the order Shen Junyue gave him, that lunch must be eaten on time.

"The matter has not been resolved..."

Shen Hao stopped him, "Didn't you invite the parents? Let's wait for Shen Junyue to come."

Xia Houzhan stared at Shen Haoyuan's back with scorching eyes. At this moment, the image of Shen Hao was infinitely magnified in his mind, and a feeling called admiration arose spontaneously.

Shen Junyue drove the car furiously all the way through traffic lights and finally braked suddenly at the school gate. Behind him, a military vehicle stopped.

After grabbing a student and asking about the location of the office, Shen Junyue walked into the campus with a straight face and high spirits.

The eyes of the students around saw this majestic officer with a chill all over his body.

"This...isn't Shen Hao's father?"

"very handsome……"

"You're so young...I'm afraid it's my brother..."

Shen Junyue was doing psychological training for himself as he walked. It is a good thing for a son to be able to fight, and it is better than being cowardly.

But... Shen Junyue frowned and thought, his son is so thin, he is sure to lose in a fight, and he doesn't know if he is injured or not, and whether the injury is serious or not. Thinking of this, Shen Junyue became angry and quickened his pace again.

Before he entered the office, he heard a high-pitched male voice say: "I trusted your school by entrusting my child to your school. You actually let my son be beaten and injured so badly! ... You see Let’s do it, if the school doesn’t give me a satisfactory answer…”

"What kind of answer do you want?" A weak voice asked back.

"Huh! The student who beat someone must be expelled! How can he be so serious when he is young? School is a place to cultivate the pillars of the country, not a place to cultivate criminals!"

"But...but..."

"But what? Look at the management of your school. Such a serious fight happened in broad daylight. According to the evaluation of the middle schools in the city this year, No. [-] Middle School can be moved."

Shen Junyue kicked open the half-opened door, walked in swaggeringly, sat down on the nearest chair, and said calmly: "Mayor Ma, you are very angry!"