Later Xu Jian found out that the one with flowers in the corners of her eyes was called Hua Qianci, and the one with long hair and loose trousers and long sleeves was called Dongfang Shengxue.
The former's mother's name is Wen Jialu, and the latter's father's name is Dongfang Xiangguang.
These two people seem to be relatively powerful.
"Suddenly I feel like I'm wearing something ordinary." Xu Jian said to himself silently.
At this time, Xia Yu lowered his head, not used to this kind of situation.
"What kind of freelancer is Mr. Xu?" Dongfang Shengxue's father, Dongfang Xiangguang, asked curiously.
"Perform some little tricks." Xu Jian said with a smile.
Dongfang Xiangguang smiled twice and didn't ask any more questions. Is a little trick a little magic?
Afterwards, he chatted with Du and Qianci's mother, and the two exchanged business cards.
Xu Jian felt a gaze and turned around to see that it was Xia Yu who was secretly looking at him.
"What's wrong"
"No."
Xia Yu hesitated, and finally shook his head dryly.
Xu Jian didn't quite understand what the fifteen or sixteen-year-old child was thinking.
The school door opens.
Dongfang Xiangguang greeted people to come in, and naturally called him politely.
"Okay." He responded and walked inside.
Many people came to attend the family guild meeting.
Xu Jian could only follow the crowd.
I looked around and found that some of them actually had spiritual energy on them.
Not like a cultivator, but very close.
Walk along the class.
He discovered that among Xia Yu's classmates, there was a parent with spiritual energy.
A middle-aged man with a well-proportioned body and wearing loose sportswear.
Next to him was a thin girl wearing glasses.
Like a good student who only wants to study.
Approaching the class, some parents seemed a little nervous.
Both Dongfang Xiangguang and Hua Qianci's mother are like this, but they rarely show it.
Seeing Xu Jian's nonchalant look, their attitude became more relaxed.
"I heard that teachers will treat students based on their parents' impressions, so many of them seem nervous." Hua Qianci said in a low voice.
Xu Jian always felt that there was something more in the other person's words.
But I was a little happy in my heart. Does this mean that I can give Xia Yu some shoes without going through the back door?
Xia Yu quickly pulled Hua Qianci down.
She hates Xu Jian, which also means that Xu Jian won't like her. It's better not to say these things.
Hua Qianci felt that she was kind enough to remind her.
Arriving at the class, some parents took their seats, and Xu Jian followed suit. His position was the last one on the left by the window.
This is the position of the protagonist, Xu Jian sighed in his heart.
He didn't show it, as Xia Yu was standing beside him at this moment.
"Looks like a guard prisoner." Xu Jian thought to himself.
Instinctively, I wanted to take a photo and show it to Liu Yu, and then share my thoughts.
Unfortunately, there were people around, so I had to give up.
Looking around, I saw Dongfang Shengxue's father Dongfang Xiangguang in the front, and Hua Qianci's mother Wen Jialu on the right.
No wonder the three of them are familiar with each other, Xu Jian nodded secretly.
It's just that Xia Yu is not very tall, so why did he come to the last place?
He was confused, while Hua Qianci's mother was dissatisfied: "Why are you sitting so far back?"
Although Dongfang Xiangguang didn't say it directly, he still said: "Can you see the front from behind? Remember to sit in the front if you need to adjust your position later."
Both Hua Qianci and Dongfang Shengxue were unwilling to be preached to.
But I can't refute it.
Instead of being obedient, the parents will continue to talk as soon as they refute, and then the whole class will look over.
How will you live in class in the future?
Xia Yu glanced at Xu Jian and found that the other party didn't say anything, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Jian didn't feel anything bad here, because Yaluo School was different from ordinary schools.
There is not much impact before and after.
It's just that it's hard to talk about this kind of thing. Everyone has different ideas, so there's no need to make trouble for yourself.
At this time, a woman with short hair walked in, holding a pile of documents in her hands.
"Hello everyone, I am Chu Lizhi, a teaching assistant at the school. Now I am the first parent to help distribute the information.
After you fill it out, I will give it to the class teacher.
Inquiries will be made later.”
Xu Jian was a little surprised when he heard the name. He remembered that the person who called him last time was Chu Lizhi.
Indeed, I have never seen it.
The first parent is the middle-aged man with spiritual energy.
"There are students too, and they also need to fill in some things." Chu Lizhi handed over the second document and planned to leave:
"I will come over in half an hour to collect the materials.
After the materials are written, parents with limited time can go back in advance.
If you have any questions, we will reply via text message.”
"When will the head teacher arrive?" a parent asked.
"About forty minutes later." Chu Lizhi replied.
Then he turned around and left, ignoring the follow-up questions.
Her time is limited.
Xu Jian looked at the paper he had received.
In addition to the name at the top, there are several big problems.
1. What kind of person do you think your child is?
Second, how do you want the school to educate?
Third, if your child is better than you expected, but the direction of her success is in the opposite direction from yours, will you fully support her?
4. What is your impression of the school?
5. If you have any questions, feel free to leave them.
Xu Jian didn't know how to answer these questions.
He took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to Liu Yu.
I hope the other party can give some opinions. After all, he is a teacher here, so he probably knows this.
Just send the message, but what you receive is not a solution.
Liu Yu: "I thought I blocked you, but there wasn't even a sound all morning."
Looking at the message, Xu Jian was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "I miss you."
"I miss my brother too. If you have any questions, just ask." Liu Yu replied immediately.
"How should I fill this in?" Xu Jian asked.
"Just write Le Xuexuan's name on it. She hates this the most, and then Xia Yu's little shoes will be full." Liu Yu replied.
Xu Jian nodded, feeling that it made sense.
Take a pen and start answering the questions.
There was only half an hour, no time to worry.
After looking at other people, I found that many people used their mobile phones to check, and some people answered very seriously.
After writing down his name and relationship with the student, Xu Jian began to answer questions.
What kind of person is Xia Yu? He is a stingy child with always squinting eyes, rolling his eyes, and making trouble at every turn.
This is his most vivid impression of Xia Yu.
but
Xu Jian glanced at Hua Qianci and Dongfang Shengxue. The Xia Yu in their eyes must not be like this.
Not just them, but Xia Lu, uncle, aunt, and everyone else.
The summer fish in their eyes is probably not what they see.
So how should you answer this question?
After hesitating for a long time, Xu Jian wrote a simple sentence: