I clenched my fists again, but still let go. Not to mention that my parents were here and I was embarrassed to be violent. If I was really violent, Liu Jie wouldn't be able to explain it to me.
My father took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and I noticed that it was a Zhonghua that he had never been willing to smoke.
He took out one and handed it to the old man, and said with a forced smile on his face: "Teacher, calm down. You can talk to the school again, and I guarantee that Zhou Ming will not make mistakes again in the future."
The old man pushed the cigarette away impatiently and said angrily: "My words are useless."
His words were obviously directed at what I said just now. My father glared at me and I turned my head away. But I was praying in my heart, Brother Liu, Sister Bing, you two must help me.
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The clumsy-tongued father didn't know what to say. He grabbed the cigarette that the old man refused and couldn't put it away or smoke it. He looked extremely embarrassed.
I didn't know which tendon was wrong, and I just thought about how to save the situation, so I walked over, took the cigarette from my father's hand, and naturally held it in my mouth. I looked around and picked up a cigarette from the old man's desk.
The lighter was lit while everyone was stunned, and they took a puff leisurely.
"Look at your child, it's not that I won't give him a chance!" the old man said sarcastically.
My father suddenly rushed over, grabbed the cigarette in my hand, stepped on the ground, and chopped it hard several times.
I pretended not to care, crossed my arms together, and looked carefree, not thinking about how sad my parents were at this time.
"Okay, go with you kids to clean up the beds in the dormitory and the books in the classroom. Go home early." The bald old man sneered.
"The results haven't come out yet?" my father said almost pleadingly, "What if it's obvious that I won't be expelled?"
"If he won't be expelled, I won't be the class teacher!" The bald old man deliberately made a scary look: "There is no need to continue working in the No. 1 Middle School!"
At this time, the old man looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "It's almost time. Let's go upstairs."
My parents looked at each other and took me, following the old man, slowly up to the third floor.