he's not, he's not

The squad leader bit the bullet and went out. Yushu, an excellent parent, smiled and said to the head teacher: "You continue with the class, and I will wait for you in the office first." After speaking, he took the squad leader and left.

Act like the real thing.

The class teacher suddenly became irritable.

The position of excellent parents in his heart has long been classified from "turtle bastard" to "five poisons". Whenever an excellent parent haunts, the head teacher will not get a good one, just like an ominous omen.Right now, Ominous Omen is in the same environment as him, but people are not under his nose, how can he not be upset.

Barely concentrating on a big topic, the head teacher put down the textbook and said, "Self-study first." The windy feet also went out.

It is class time now, and the teachers in the office are not there. When he entered the office, he saw outstanding parents sitting in his seat, crossing their legs, drinking tea, and flipping through his teaching notes. A stool sat next to him, whispering what happened.

"...Xiaoxiu just called you. But uncle, you have spoken in the auditorium, I always feel that the grade director has an impression of you..."

"What about 'uncle'?" the excellent parent said shamelessly, "Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to change your words later?"

Squad Leader: "..."

The homeroom teacher couldn't take it any longer, cleared his throat, and reminded them whose home field this was.

When the outstanding parents heard the movement, they turned their heads with a smile and said, "Are you back?"

"..."

Do you really think the school is your home?

The squad leader stood up from the stool and called the teacher dryly.The head teacher stared at him with the eyes of "recognizing a thief as a father", and said coolly: "It's kind of a father's kindness and a filial son."

Squad Leader: "..."

The excellent parent laughed, and had already assumed the role of wild father. He stood up and patted the class monitor on the shoulder and said, "Since the class teacher is back, let's go and meet your grade teacher."

He spoke to the class monitor, but it was the head teacher who looked at him. The head teacher felt strongly uncomfortable with his gaze - he was not a festive face, and every time a good parent looked at him, there was a smile in his eyes, like two pools of spring water , Passionate and rippling.

Without a rich love history, you can't practice this kind of peach blossom eyes. This is a typical performance of hooliganism.

That messy kiss immediately emerged. The head teacher hated this unconscious memory and glared at the outstanding parents. The two of them were like Da Luo Jinxian, fighting with their eyes across the monitor. One was enthusiastic and the other was indifferent. A layer of ice and fire is stacked on top of it.

Squad leader: "... shall we still go?"

The head teacher glared at him: "What are you going to..."

"Go." The excellent parent stopped him, "It's a big deal, I'm afraid, I want to hear how contemporary educators convince people with their words."

The squad leader was speechless for this reason, isn't the person in front of you enough for you to observe the various states of life?

"Don't encourage me to be evil." The head teacher couldn't bear it anymore. He had never seen someone so eager to become a father. He really never had anything to do with the hooligan behavior of an outstanding parent, so he was so angry that he said, "It's not your son. Don't think it's a big deal."

The excellent parent raised his eyebrows and looked at the monitor inscrutablely: "That's hard to say."

Two people: "..."

After talking nonsense for a long time, the business has not been resolved at all. The head teacher is already unable to catch You Xiaoxiu, the culprit. The most urgent task is to drive the outstanding parents out.

"Hurry up and leave, the grade director really doesn't know what to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the age director opened the door and came in, asking, "What is the number? Teacher in class, I will call your student home..." Seeing the outstanding parents, his tone slowed down, and asked, "Who is this?"

The head teacher's eyes darkened.

"Dean, hello." The outstanding parent ignored the head teacher's gaze, stepped forward to shake hands generously, and introduced himself shyly: "I am the parent of this student."

"Are you his parent?" The grade teacher looked at this and that, with puzzled eyes, and asked the monitor: "Is he your father?"

The squad leader lost his father in the sky, and even his toes were numb. This is the first time he realized what it means to have a guilty conscience.However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, and he could only admit it through gritted teeth: "Yes."

The grade director's expression was more than puzzled. He turned around like a ghost, let out the middle-aged man who was tightly blocked by him and the wall door, and asked in confusion, "How many fathers do you have?"

This wave of development was so unexpected that no one could react, and the air froze instantly.

The real squad leader's father: "..."

head teacher:"……"

Monitor: "...Dad."

The outstanding parent put his fist against his mouth and coughed indistinctly: "Two."

Grade Director: "?"