I licked my lips and felt a little dry: "People always change."
"Then I would rather you remain the same as before." Father's chest rose and fell slightly.
"What's so good about the old me? I was always bullied by others!" I said bitterly.
"The old you, at least wouldn't have wounds on your arms for no reason, at least you wouldn't dare to pinch the teacher's neck, at least you wouldn't be expelled from school!" My father said many words in a series, each word with heartache.
I opened my mouth, but finally said nothing and sighed slightly.[
"Today at noon, someone called my home phone and claimed to be the director of the Education Department. He said that the school got the name wrong and that your mother and I would come in the afternoon. Tell me the truth, is he the person you are looking for?"
I lowered my head. Although I didn't know how my father saw through it, I nodded anyway.
"Oops!" The bald old man suddenly slapped his leg: "I told you to call me again to confirm what happened. It turns out that your bad boy Zhou Ming had such a sinister idea."
I suddenly felt a chill in my heart. After all my thoughts, I never thought that my father would have to call the class teacher again to confirm with him. From this point of view, it was indeed an oversight.
I just didn't expect that my father, who was always careless, could be so thoughtful at times.
"My son is not a bad boy." The father suddenly said to the bald old man word by word: "You are a teacher. Even if you hate a student, you should not use such words to describe him."
"It's because of doting parents like you that your children can be so arrogant and domineering!" the bald old man said angrily: "I guarantee that your children will be expelled!"
When the father heard the old man's words, which were almost threatening, he suddenly became discouraged and stopped talking.
My mother also looked around and seemed to have no idea. She always regarded her father as the backbone of the family.
"That's not necessarily true." I looked at the old man and said slowly, "It's not up to you to decide whether to fire me or not."
"I am your class teacher, who has the final say?" The old man made up his mind to have a hard time with me: "For a student with such a bad record like you, staying here for one more day will be a disgrace to the No. 1 Middle School!