So Nangong Nuannuan was very curious, why the little sun, who was so obedient and a top student, was found by her parents again.
Nangong Jin first came to the door of Class 4, Grade 3, where only a few students were cleaning.
Nangong Jin grabbed a classmate at random and asked, "Where are Nan Xu and Teacher Wei in your class?"
The student blinked and asked, "Are you Nan Xu's father?"
Nangong Jin nodded.
That student's eyes lit up instantly, "Father Nan Xu, Nan Xu and Teacher Wei went to the principal's office. But don't scold him, we all think he did a great job this time."
Another classmate also came over with a look of admiration on his face.
"Yes, yes, I also think that student Nan Xu is great. He really deserves the title of child prodigy, he is really amazing."
"Hmph, what's the big deal? A kid who can't at least respect his teacher, even if he has a good memory and can grasp a little more knowledge than us, at best he will be a scum with a high IQ in the future." Another cleaner The hygienic boy spoke disdainfully, slowly jealousy appeared in his eyes.
"Baihe, isn't it because Nan Xu came to our class and took away your first place in the whole grade? But can you write what Nan Xu wrote?"
"Hehe, how could he write it? I saw his paper today, and he compared that wooden stick to a teacher. He said that the teacher is the gardener who bears the weight of his life. Tsk tsk, this flattery makes me feel ashamed .”
"Qin Ziding, are you courting death?"
The scolded boy chuckled: "Oh, what, want to hit someone? There is no driver here, just you, I'm standing here, do you dare to hit someone?"
There are only four people in the classroom, three of them are on the side of Little Sun, and one is jealous because Little Sun took away his first place in the grade.
It seems that even if Little Sun caused trouble this time, the trouble is still controversial.
Nangong Nuannuan and Nangong Jin didn't argue with the children in the classroom anymore, after all, they didn't know what happened.
However, from the conversation of the few people just now, Nangong Nuannuan can vaguely tell that it seems to be related to the composition.
Nangong Jin walked in the corridors of the school expressionlessly. The already dark corridors looked even colder against his tall and straight figure.
"Brother, it doesn't seem to be a big deal. Don't do this, little sun like you will be frightened by you."
Nangong Jin glanced at his sister, and put away his cold and stern aura.
"Brother, isn't Little Sunny the second grader? Why did I see Class 3 and 4 just now?"
"The teacher said that the second grade is too easy for him, so he was promoted to the third grade last month, and he will take the exam together. If he passes the exam, he will follow the fourth grade next semester."
"Tsk tsk, it's amazing. I'm only five years old and I'm going to be in the fourth grade of elementary school. Awesome! Just focus on this, bro, you have to be nice to little sun later. Children from other people's families should be as good as little sun. Parents' tails are up to the sky!"
Nangong Jin took a look at Nangong Nuannuan and said, "Compared to you, it's still far behind."
Nangong Nuannuan: ...
When they came to the door of the principal's office, Nangong Jin knocked on the door with Nangong Nuannuan and entered.
Pushing open the door, Nangong Nuannuan saw the kind and kind principal, the teacher with an indescribable face, and a teacher who was so angry that his face turned red.