Chapter 833： rush to the rooftop

All the people who held the parent-teacher meeting were there, standing on the podium with a serious face, looking impersonal, and being called by the students as the head teacher of Mie Shitai.

After checking the roster, she began to report the students' test results.

"Yan Jinxiu... This time I took the twelfth grade exam. The third grade in the class can be said to have made great progress. I hope parents can give good guidance and supervision, and make persistent efforts in the remaining half year."

Yan Zhixu sat on a chair painted with yellow paint, and his hand on the table casually tapped on the table.

Hearing the teacher's generous compliment, Fendai's face was calm, he nodded lightly, and his attitude was calm.

"..."

Sitting next to him, his mother looked unhappy, and he exuded an aura that strangers should be kept away from.

This Yan Jinxiu has always been an illiterate little gangster, the second ancestor, he can make rapid progress, why can't Minxi work hard?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, her eyebrows knitted together.

The head teacher standing on the podium talked eloquently, "This time the overall results of our class are still good, especially the top three of the grade were taken by us..."

Parents in the class have different expressions on their faces when they hear their children's test scores and performance in school. Some are happy and some are sad.

Whether it's President Zhang Li or President Wang, when it comes to the child, the head teacher has an equal status in front of the class teacher, nothing special, just the child's parent.

About fifteen minutes or so.

The head teacher felt thirsty, picked up the thermos cup on the podium, unscrewed the cup and drank two sips of wolfberry water.

"boom--"

Suddenly, with a loud noise, the door of the class was violently kicked open.

The boy standing at the door was wearing a blue school uniform, tall and straight, anxious, and fine sweat dripped from his forehead.

The head teacher put down the thermos cup angrily and roared, "Yan..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Jinxiu interrupted him.

"Teacher, someone on the rooftop is going to jump off the building, it's our class's school committee Xiang Minxi!"

His language was succinct, and he explained what happened in a few words. Hearing these words, a fierce discussion broke out in the quiet classroom.

Xiang's mother, who was sitting in the seat, was horrified.

She stood up with a bang, stepped on a pair of black high heels, and walked in front of Yan Jinxiu.

He shook his shoulders with trembling hands, his voice was dry and his eyes were scarlet, "Who? Who are you talking about? Say it again?!"

Is it her obedient son who is going to jump off the building? How is this possible?

Yan Jinxiu was dizzy from being shaken, his shoulders were aching from being grabbed, and he didn't dare to shake the person in front of him, for fear of irritating the other's fragile nerves.

Seeing this, Yan Zhixu got up, strode forward, clasped Xiang's mother's wrist, and threw it away slightly.

Zhu lips lightly opened and said coldly, "It's stupid, shouldn't it be urgent to go to the rooftop immediately?"

The cold and emotionless voice poured down like a basin of cold water, and he was thrown away, staggered two steps, and almost fell into a daze, and quickly regained consciousness to his mother.

"Yes yes yes... son... son... my son..."

She shook her head at her mother, biting her lips tightly with her teeth, and biting her lips to the point of bleeding.

Staggeringly, he ran out of the class and rushed towards the rooftop.

The rest of the people were also very anxious, talking about their worries, and hurried to the rooftop.