A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 943 A man won’t shed tears easily

Teacher Shumei is so wronged. There are so many frictions between students. These children are still young. Every child in the class has some emotional outbursts to some extent. Can she take care of everyone?

As a teacher, you can't just follow your students like a dog all day long, right?

Teachers no longer have their own arrangements and space?

Besides, this had never happened before this student came to the class.

As soon as this child came, conflicts of all sizes arose. While correcting the teacher's mistakes, shouldn't we also look at whether there is any problem with the child himself?

Mrs. Zhou on the side spoke up:

"This gentleman is being too serious. They are just ignorant children. How can there be any friction? The children have been fighting like this. They can fight over a toy, they can fight over a sentence. How can parents bring up everything about these children? Do they know what is right and wrong? They fight today, but they can still play together tomorrow. It would be ridiculous if we as parents really took it to heart."

The children are ignorant and fight and make noises. Are you adults also ignorant?

Children are very playful and forget things after three or five minutes. As a parent, can you handle this?

After Mrs. Zhou finished speaking, several parents nearby also echoed her.

"Children are always worried, so we as parents shouldn't take it too seriously. Mrs. Zhou is right. Everyone's childhood is like this."

"Yes, yes, the child..."

The parents all agreed overwhelmingly. They saw what was shown in the surveillance video. The beaten child was so innocent. He did nothing but was surrounded by several other children. He didn't even put up any resistance. No wonder the child's face looked so unbearable now.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at the beautiful woman with a cold and stern gaze. Mrs. Zhou was a very decent and elegant lady, while Mr. Zhou next to her was, it would not be an exaggeration to say, fat and bloated.

In today's society, the uglier and more ungainly some men are, the more beautiful and charming the women they marry.

Of course, on the contrary, this can also highlight how capable the men around you are.

Mrs. Zhou looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng with a smile, and tried her best to avoid losing her aura calmly and shifted her gaze away.

Zhuang Zhoucheng asked in a deep voice:

"Well, if my child beats up one of your family members like this someday, I hope you can calmly repeat what you just said. My child's injuries are not serious. He has a mild concussion, some bleeding from his internal organs, a cracked eye, and skin injuries on his head and face that anyone who is not blind can see. I, Zhuang, have never been a kind person. My child's personality is so easygoing because he takes after my wife. He has an easygoing personality, but please don't bully him like a sick cat."

Mrs. Zhou and the other parents' faces turned red and white. Mrs. Zhou also felt a little less at ease. After all, the child was injured, and that was a fact.

The last time, it was also my own kid who beat the other kid, and the child’s father handled the matter personally, and of course he paid the full medical expenses.

Something happened last semester, and now it’s happening again this semester. We are really enemies.

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't care about others. He turned around and looked at the little guy who was gritting his teeth and holding back his tears.

This little guy is very patient. He has not received much love since his parents left. Today, he was bullied by his classmates. His teacher stood up for him. He was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears that could not be stopped.

No matter how much it hurt when I was beaten, I didn't want to cry, but now I couldn't hold it back because of my uncle's words.

Zhuang Zhoucheng patted Kou Xiaoquan's shoulder and asked in a low voice:

"Have you learned how to fight with the boxing technique that your uncle taught you?"

"Yes!" Kou Xiaoquan immediately spoke out in a loud voice.

"Does the pain in your body matter? Can you practice the boxing I taught you?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked again.

"It's okay, I can do it!" Kou Xiaoquan said loudly with his cheeks puffed out.

Zhuang Zhoucheng had no other intentions, he just wanted this child to show his personal talents to all the parents and children, so that he would not be looked down upon.

Does not fighting back mean he is unable to fight back?

No!

Kou Xiaoquan took a deep breath, and the Ma Bu was stabbed firmly in an instant, and he pushed out a hand knife with considerable force.

Don't underestimate children's fancy moves, because each punch and kick has a certain power.

After Kou Xiaoquan flipped over and kicked continuously, Zhuang Zhoucheng kicked a chair over at the same time, and it slid towards Kou Xiaoquan with a "whoosh" sound, fast and fierce.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the child would be knocked down by the chair. Unexpectedly, Kou Xiaoquan landed on the ground and quickly jumped up, then rolled over and kicked the chair away. With a loud "bang", the chair hit the ground.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at how hard the little guy was working and knew that he also wanted to show off.

Maybe he had been holding his anger in for too long, and no matter how much pain he felt, he had to strive for perfection.

Zhuang Zhoucheng took Mr. Hao's cane and whispered:

"Could you lend me this thing, Director Hao?"

Mr. Hao is still many years away from being old enough to use a cane. This is because he recently injured his waist, and this cane is just a temporary fix.

"It's my honor." Mr. Hao said with a smile.

He looked at the hard-working young man and said with a smile:

"It's a good seedling."

Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and said, it’s really good. If he is thrown into the army in the future, he will be a man of great integrity after coming out in a few years.

A man of blood and blood is naturally incomparable to people with ordinary qualifications.

"Xiaoquan, catch it, Shaolin stick technique."

Zhuang Zhoucheng threw the crutch at the child, and Kou Xiaoquan caught it with his backhand. The stick seemed to be sucked into his hand and he held it firmly.

Stick techniques are much more powerful than bare-handed boxing. Outsiders think the kid's boxing skills are pretty good, but Zhuang Zhoucheng thinks they are a bit weak, so he gave him a fierce blow.

Kou Xiaoquan swept the stick aside, and the wind whistled. He used the stick in a flurry of techniques, hitting, chopping, lifting and blocking. He put all his strength into it, and his body and steps kept pace with each other, and the stick flew up and down.

As he gathered his strength, he stepped on the ground with the force of a thousand pounds, jumped into the air, and gripped the stick tightly with his tiger's mouth to tiger's mouth. When he landed on the ground, the stick hit the ground with a "bang" sound, and then exploded with a "bang".

The crutch broke, and Kou Xiaoquan's knuckles were painful from using too much force.

Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned and looked at Kou Xiaoquan. The little guy's face was flushed and his eyes were bloodshot.

Zhuang Zhoucheng walked towards the child and pulled up Kou Xiaoquan, who was not standing steadily.

Kou Xiaoquan suddenly burst into tears, "Master, I didn't stand firmly..."

I feel it is a shame and brings shame to my master.

Zhuang Zhoucheng patted the little guy's shoulder and said, "Don't be so competitive. This child must be sent to the hospital. He is so aggressive. I wonder if there is something wrong with his brain."

Kou Xiaoquan raised her hand to wipe away her tears, gritting her teeth to resist crying.

He is a man, and men don't shed tears easily.

Now the children were all stunned, staring stupidly at this "outsider" who was beaten to the ground by them today. At this moment, he was a hero, and his status in their hearts was instantly shattered.