Mr. Perfect Makeover

Chapter 37 Dreamland 2

Seeing that the son didn't speak, the father continued: "Be more honest at school. If you go back with mud all over again, I'll peel your skin."

"Zhao Xiao and the others threw me on me. They said I was a monster." The son yelled, sticking his neck.

"Nonsense, your teacher said that you beat them first, and they threw mud at you. You lied at such a young age, and you can't kill and set fire when you grow up?"

"I didn't lie, I beat them because they scolded me, and they beat me too, and even threw mud at me!" The son's voice was already crying.

Seeing that it was almost time to go to work, the father didn't bother to talk nonsense to his son, "Okay, okay, we'll talk about this when we get home. Come into the classroom, your teachers are here."

"No, Dad, I want to go home, I won't go to school, you take me away, you take me away..." The son tried his best to pull his father away, but his father was also forced to get angry , Stretched out his big palm, dragged his son and pushed him to the side, and strode away.

The son seemed to want to chase after him, but the father turned his head again, staring at him and said, "If you dare to follow me, your legs will be broken!"

The son was startled, but he really didn't dare to move, he just murmured: "Father..."

Father ignored it, and strode away without looking back.

The son bit his lip and watched for a while, seeing that his father really wouldn't take him away, he lowered his shoulders and moved into the classroom with an expression of reluctance.

Because of such a toss, the bell for the morning class was long past. The teacher first criticized a few words, and seeing his red eyes, nodded and told him to go back to his seat.

"Don't sit down!" Wu Xin shouted suddenly, he clearly saw that the chair was coated with a layer of transparent glue, and it was the very sticky 502 glue.

The child couldn't hear Wu Xinran's voice, and sat down on his buttocks. It seemed that something was wrong, and he moved his buttocks, but it made the glue stick even more firmly.

"Hurry up and tell the teacher, kid, hurry up." Wu Xin suddenly pushed the child beside him with a blurred face, and what he touched was nothingness.

The child seemed to have adjusted his sitting posture, and he didn't notice the weird smiles flashing in the eyes of the classmates at the same table and behind him.

The bell rang and the teacher left.

"Little monster, get out of the way, I'm going to pee!" The deskmate pushed the child.

"I'm not a little monster," cried the child.

"You are a little monster. I saw it in physical education class. You are all red, and your face is also red. You are a red belly monster, monster, little monster." The boys behind also gathered around, clapping their hands and shouting. road.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not, I'm not." The child argued weakly.

"Then take off your clothes and show us. Your belly is red. Look, your face is also red." The boy opened the child's head so that other students who came up to watch could see it.

"Let go of me, don't touch me." The child pushed the boy away, ready to stand up and run away.

But I found that no matter how hard I tried, my butt couldn't move a single point from the stool.

"Ahaha, the little monster is caught, the little monster is caught." The troublemakers clapped their hands and shouted gloatingly.

"I'm going to tell the teacher, I'm going to tell Dad!" The child finally cried.

"Let you tell the teacher, let you tell the teacher." The boy picked up the pen on the table, unscrewed it, then pinched the hose, pointed it at the child's face, and squeezed it violently.

The jet-black ink slipped drop by drop from his forehead, dripping onto the snow-white school uniform shirt.

The child thought of his mother's red and swollen hands. His mother had been in poor health, and he knew it, so he didn't want to make the clothes dirty, so that his mother would wash them for a long time, but, he really did. . . . . .

"what......"

Wu Xin suddenly only heard the child's sharp cry, and then he was sucked into a vortex of strange force, his eyes were distorted and blurred, only the enchanting fiery red was very clear. . . . . .

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