Chapter 902

To have a child work hard for this so-called "peak" is to force him to die prematurely.

But too many parents really don't understand this truth, or take their children's future as a substitute to make up for their own shortcomings in this life.

Don't say it's all for their good, those are really high sounding words.

But what about the real world?

It's a society that pursues power.

Of course, none of the above is a problem for Yangyang.

He is born, no matter what he has met, generally speaking, he belongs to the one who won at the starting line from the beginning.

Even so, he is also afraid to face the ultimate headache - the joint efforts of teachers and parents.

Now, the teacher-student relationship between the head teacher and Lao Luo makes Yang Yang feel an ominous foreboding.

"Xiao Luo, since Ying Mingyang is my child, it shows that we are still predestined. Although I'm a little old now, you can rest assured that as long as the child is in my class, his grades will not be delayed. "

Actually, the head teacher gave her students guaranteed tickets.

Isn't she going to be more strict with her class?

What class nap, secretly look out a few things can't do?

What's the difference between that and going to jail?

Yang Yang's heart began to cry.

This city has a population of more than 20 million, how can it only encounter such things.

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"Oh? There is such a coincidence. That's really the most suitable. I'm more confident that he's outside now. Originally, I wanted to have a semester, let him suffer, come back can be honest. Now it seems that there is no need to do so. Listen to you, that teacher is still very capable, so let him stay out more

Beiming Mo's heart is really secretly happy, there can be such a coincidence.

He put down the phone and began to hum.

"Why, do you feel so happy to leave Yangyang outside? If so, we should not have come to you."

Gu Huan, with a straight face, throws her pajamas in front of Beiming ink.

She didn't listen completely, but she was sure that the child would not be back in a short time.

Moreover, Cheng Cheng secretly told her today that Yang Yang could not be contacted, and the phone was also turned off.

Isn't that the child is under house arrest?

Beiming Mo looked at her expression, until she still wanted to have a child.

Since the last time she turned over at the dinner table, she has never looked good on herself.

As the saying goes, husband and wife quarrel, bed quarrel and bed.

But now it's not the same thing at all. When she wants to feel it, she will kick it away. Fortunately, she still has feelings under her feet, otherwise she will bow to sleep.

It's really a bad experience that never happened.

Beiming Mo had to admit that he was defeated by this woman.

He was like a defeated wolf, and his consciousness had disappeared.

Gu Huan threw him a cold face: "I'll give you a period of time to think about it, or let Yangyang come back, or I'll move out."

Gu Huan seems to be really anxious. She can't stand such an incomplete family.

She has been in such a family for a long time. What she wants is a real family.

"Huan'er, why can't you understand my intention? Do you think it's good for me to send the children out? "

Beiming Mo said, walking slowly to Gu Huan's back, his hands will ring her again.

Gu Huanning brows, hands, shoulders with force, want to break free, but ultimately unable to.

"You don't know if you want me to abolish you!" She started making ultimatums. It's no joke.

But Beiming ink is really not afraid, will lips to her ear.

The hot air in Gao Ting's nose made her feel goose bumps from top to bottom.

"I want to charge tonight, but I can't, comrade! Today's big step backward is for tomorrow's big step forward. "

This sounds really old-fashioned, and the familiar degree seems to be the lines in a movie I've seen before.

Beiming Mo saw that she had stopped a lot, and then she was a little presumptuous. Her hands were already a little uneasy.

But his mouth is still chattering: "huan'er, still that sentence, please believe me, it will only be good for children. Although our children are twins, they have different temperaments. We should use the method that suits them best. As for meeting your child, I'll find a suitable opportunity. "Believe him for the time being? Gu Huan's heart began to flicker.

To tell you the truth, Beiming Mo is very attentive to children's affairs.

But his method and theory are always unable to convince himself at the first time.

Is this the gap between them?

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sitting in front of her desk, it was dark all around. Only the light transmitted from a corner of the desk could make her present acre three times brighter.

The door of his room was closed, and the changing light of the next room was still reflected from the gap.

Today is the day when he felt the most defeated. He intended to find someone to deal with it, but unexpectedly, he recruited the Allied forces of the head teacher.

Lao Luo easily defected, or he didn't defecte at all, but strengthened his fighting capacity.

It's estimated that if dad knows about this, he will be very happy.

Sure enough, this is how Beiming ink works.

Today's homework has been finished.

In the two hours before going to bed, it was time to talk with Cheng Cheng or his mother.

Brag with them, how happy it is to be free.

But now, the cell phone has been seized.

Lao Luo actually allowed him to watch TV for a while and relax.

But Yangyang was in no mood.

He just wants his cell phone.

Holding it is like holding your own world.

"Ying Mingyang, what are you doing? That's not the way I know you. "

In a small corner of the school playground.

I saw Yangyang with two hands, struggling to pick in the pocket of small glasses.

At this time, I saw that the pants of small glasses had been pulled down by him.

A small white PP has been exposed outside, and it is still a little cold when it is blown by the wind.

Small glasses look thin, but in the face of such a situation, or made a fight to resist the posture.

Two hands forced to pull up, the body bent up, but also a force to hide back, a stubborn to the end of the posture.

"Give me that and I'll let it go." Yangyang also offered his own exchange terms.

"My mobile phone can't be used for you. There are many things in it for me." Little glasses refused.

While struggling, Yang Yang wondered what could be in the mobile phone and was afraid of breaking it.

But soon he turned his eyes and gave him a bad smile: "well, there must be something that is not suitable for children hidden in your kid's mobile phone. Hand in your cell phone, or I won't have yours when I get it. "

No matter how dull the glasses are, the "not suitable for children" can still be understood more or less. Immediately, his face turned red and he stuttered a little: "you, you nonsense! I don't know where I have those things. "

"If not, you should give it to me to prove your innocence." Yangyang still won't let go.

At this time, another group of people came not far away from them, about five or six people.

Soon they were standing in front of Ying Mingyang and Xiaoxie.

"See, this is the guy!"

Yang Yang took time to turn around and look at it. She couldn't help loosening her hands.

This can be good, small glasses originally the center of gravity is not very stable, the body fiercely sat back, and then came a roll back.

"Oh, it's you. Do you have a cell phone? " Yangyang looked at the little fat man who was blocked at the door that day, and was immediately happy.

This small glasses are not authentic. They are all classmates, and they don't use their mobile phones.

Suddenly asked, but also the little fat man to get a circle, did not respond: "ah."

"Use it for me."

Yang Yang is not so outspoken.

"Why should I give it to you? I didn't come here today to help you find your mobile phone!" The little fat man is really angry with him. He hasn't seen such a person who doesn't panic when things change.

Yang Yang gave him a white look, a look of disgust: "cut, another stingy guy. I'm sure there's something in your mobile phone that's not suitable for children. I don't need it. Ah, do you have the ones you brought? Give them to me. They'll be all right by then. "

What the hell is this guy?

The little fat man is really defeated by his calmness. Seeing that he is bringing people over, he is clearly coming to fight, but he still wants to borrow his mobile phone.

This situation, small glasses have long understood, he did not want to wade in this muddy water.

But after all, he was still a good student. Although Yang Yang had to grab his own mobile phone, he still chose to stand on Yang Yang's side in the face of foreign enemies.

He picked up his pants and walked carefully to Yangyang: "you want to be addicted to mobile phones, don't you see? They are here to beat you. Don't run yet. "

Yang Yang looked at him with a puzzled face: "Why are you running? My business has not been done yet. Don't pretend to be good for me here. You won't lend me your mobile phone. "I really didn't think of it. What's the matter with Yangyang today? He's crazy about cell phones.

Finally, he took his mobile phone out of his pocket and shook it in front of Yangyang's eyes: "it's not that I don't want to lend it to you, but that it has been out of service for a long time."

Then he lowered his head with a blush.

"Ha ha, I still have it when I'm out of service. Don't think that if you take it, you can be looked up at by others." Little fat man showed some arrogance, and had a contemptuous glance: "cut, it's still an old Nokia, it's from your family."

"Ah ha ha..."

The people who came with the little fat man also laughed with him.

The little glasses were ridiculed by them, and they couldn't lift their heads. They even wanted to find a place to drill down.

"Where are you going?" Yangyang grabbed the small glasses that he wanted to leave with his head down.

He didn't want to satirize him as much as the little fat man. On the contrary, he felt that he must have something hidden in his heart. He couldn't help being compassionate.

Of course, he also looks down on the little fat man, who likes to step on other people's pigtails and fall into the well.