Jian Yi, who has always been calm and calm, never changed his face before Mount Tai collapsed, but this time he was the first to lose his composure.
After all, if "I don't have a father" happens again, Jian Yi can't help but let herself have no son today.
Jian Yi originally planned to see what he saw, and when Jian Xiyan finished writing the composition of at least 200 words, he hastily signed his name and settled down.
But the new class teacher seems to know the tricks of these parents, for fear that the parents are too busy to tutor their children.
Therefore, on the phone, I also specifically requested that when the child writes the composition, the parent's supervision should be recorded as a video, and handed over to him along with the composition when the school starts.
All roads are blocked.
So, he called Lu Junhan directly with one phone call.
With a very commercial, solemn tone like a negotiation, he said, "Tell me, how much will it cost before you send this head teacher to teach in Africa?"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Neuropathy.
The second caller was Zhang Dazhuang.
The matter of rewriting the "composition" reminded him of his beautiful long black hair and big eyes at the parent meeting last time, which looked particularly white, even whiter than Zhang Yiming's little white dog. , I saw Zhang Yiming next to him watching his sister Lili's live broadcast and giggling.
Out of breath, he gave him a severe beating.
This was a bit of a delay.
On the phone, accompanied by Zhang Yiming's heartbreaking cry, Zhang Dazhuang's simple and honest voice sounded:
"Mr. Lu, look at our friendship for so many years, why don't you ask the teacher to excuse my brat's composition this time, because I accidentally injured his hand just now, so he can't do his homework, really can't help it! It might not be all right when school starts.”
Lu Junhan: "..."
The third one is Qu Sinian. After hearing that he was going to write an essay again, he had a heavy heart, and after finishing a game of hide-and-seek with Qu Qianqian, he called Lu Junhan without stopping. Difficult voice:
"Mr. Lu, what if it's not like this, you can ask the teacher to change the request to the parent writing an essay, um, just write about my child, and then the child will supervise by the side. I suddenly want to write an essay, really."
Lu Junhan: "..."
It took only ten minutes for the new head teacher to call to notify her.
The three parents have begun to approach the brink of collapse, and they have lost all reason.
Knowing that it is impossible to change the teacher, after all, the new head teacher, apart from this, really has nothing to choose from. He has rich teaching experience and is very patient with the children. The children like him very much. I don't know where to find another one that fits well.
But they have a small glimmer of hope.
In case, the new head teacher volunteered to dig coal in Africa... Oh no, what about teaching
Not only did the three of them start to be in a trance, but the rest of Lu Junhan was not much better.
In particular, seeing that the little girl took out the composition text from her schoolbag with great excitement, and took out two sharpened pencils, placed them beside her, rolled up her sleeves, and planned to do a big job just by looking at it, writing It's dozens of pages of "My Dad".
Lu Junhan's face was so stiff that it couldn't be any more stiff.
To use a catchphrase on the Internet, it is probably "one step away from death."
The viewers who didn't know the truth and the people in the program group were very excited. At least the little girl didn't watch TV anymore, and she was so positive that she had to do her homework!
The audience inexplicably felt a kind of sadness, "The female goose is finally no longer idle, and she is going to start working hard". They were so moved that they really wanted to cry, and they wished Xiao Luli could write more quickly.
They also desperately sent comments to urge the photographer to let him zoom in a little bit, they want to see their daughter's cute appearance of being serious and immersed in her homework!
The photographer is carrying the camera, and the whole person is also very excited, and finally has a job to do! Finally, there is no need to shoot Black Cat Sheriff anymore! ! !
He pointed the camera at the little girl's clean and tidy composition. The little girl was lying on the coffee table, holding a pencil, and the tip of the pen fell on the paper. She was about to start writing the topic carefully, one stroke at a time.
But the "I" on the tip of the pen has not finished writing, a slender white finger with distinct joints, like a work of art, suddenly appeared in the camera, pressing directly on the composition text with a sense of strength.
The audience could tell at a glance whose hand it was.
After all, besides her father, who else is sitting next to the little girl!
The audience was very excited, just as they were screaming for the explosive fingers, and couldn't help but lick the screen.
The man's slightly deep and magnetic voice sounded above the little girl's head:
"I'll do my homework tomorrow. Watch TV now."
As soon as he said this, it was hard to hope that the little girl would be positive and work hard. The audience who started to do her homework, as well as the people in the program group, shouted in their hearts:
Do not! ! !
Father Lu, don't spoil Lili so much!
This is wrong!
You let her study quickly! It is best to learn to die! !
Fortunately, the little girl herself also wants to make progress.
Faced with her father's depraved request, she puffed her face and shook her head like a rattle: "I don't want to watch TV, I just want to write about my father now!"
snort!
Dad is the most important thing!
The black cat on TV is no match for Dad!
As she said that, the little girl seemed a little dissatisfied when she saw the TV that was still on. She pouted, found the remote control, and pressed it with her little hand to turn off the TV.
Obviously, she wants to devote herself wholeheartedly to the composition, and write about her best and best father!
Lu Junhan: "..."
Seeing the delay plan fail.
The little girl's title "My Dad" has also been written.
Seeing that the tip of her pencil fell to the next line, she was about to start writing the text.
Lu Junhan stretched out his hand to hold her down again, and met the confused and clear eyes that the little girl looked at.
There was no emotional change on Lu Junhan's handsome and indifferent face, he just said calmly and calmly:
"Sister Qianqian and the others will come over later. When they come, you can write with them, otherwise they will be jealous if you write so fast."
The little girl used to do homework with Qu Qianqian and the others. The composition for the parent meeting last time was written by the four of them sitting together.
Sure enough, the little girl didn't suspect that her father was lying to her, so she just believed it.
Not only did he believe it, but he also happily picked up his small mobile phone—
This mobile phone was bought for the little girl during the winter vacation when she saw that she was so bored that she could only watch TV.
Thinking, in this way, not only can you watch TV to pass the time, but you can also play mobile games to pass the time.
It can be regarded as one more entertainment activity.
Then, Lu Junhan just watched like this, the little girl opened WeChat with ease, clicked into a group of 4 people, and excitedly sent a childish voice:
"Sister Qianqian, brother Yiming, brother Xiyan, my father said that you are going to come to me to do your homework. When will you come? He is at home now."
Lu Junhan: "..."