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Chapter 1117: Back to School 24

"Look at your children, look at your children!" The old man danced and suddenly pulled the arm that Gao Yang had chopped off last night.

"Ah..." I let go of the old man and covered my arm. After bandaging, I changed my clothes and covered the wound.

My father and mother originally rushed over to stop my violence, but suddenly they saw me covering my arms in pain, and they both looked puzzled.

"What's going on?" Mother said in surprise.

My father worked very quickly. He took off my coat in one go and then flattened the sleeves of my T-shirt underneath. Only then did I see the gauze on my arm that was still stained with red blood.[

The old man coughed for a long time and said: "You dare to hit me, you dare to hit me! Look how naughty you children are!"

My father carefully looked at the injury on my arm and asked with a frosty face: "What's going on?"

I put down my sleeves, put on my coat, and said expressionlessly: "I scratched it by accident."

The father sighed, put his hands away, sat on the sofa in the corner, and covered his head with his hands.

——So much like me, when I encounter something, I always think about how to escape.

"It's certain that Zhou Ming will be expelled, so don't waste your breath." The old man finally breathed a sigh of relief: "The City No. 1 Middle School really can't take in such students anymore. Why don't we go home early to farm and help you share some of the labor?

.”

After hearing the old man's harsh words, I felt even more resentful and wanted to beat him up right now.

"Our family has no land." My father suddenly stood up again, his face turned pale: "Teacher, please give Mingming another chance. He has always been a good student with excellent academic performance, but he may have gone astray recently.

…”

"No." The old man said firmly: "Such students must be expelled."

My father wanted to say something else, but I interrupted him and said, "Dad, it's useless to beg him. He doesn't care at all. At most, he handed over my many crimes to the school. In the end, it was the school management who decided whether I should stay or go."

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"You..." The head teacher looked livid, but seemed speechless.

"I remember you used to..." Dad said slowly: "You were very stupid and very polite to everyone."


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