But in fact, most of the Zhao family have this characteristic.

He is like this, his father is like this, his uncle is like this, and Yan'er and waiter are like this.

So I never thought that this was amazing.

However, Qian Juan was shocked to her.

There is no way, she is still young and has a shallow understanding... Bah, she is no longer young, but she has never really seen a student whom she never forgets.

"You can recite this book?" Qian Juan asked tremblingly.

"I guess so."

“…How did you do it?”

"Just remember."

"..." Qian Juan sat on the chair and her eyes fell on the beautiful and neat paper.

If, before that, she suspected that she had taken the test paper wrong, was plagiarized, or that she was simply dreaming.

Then now, she can't lie to herself anymore.

This test paper was indeed done by Zhao Xiaojing himself.

It's incredible.

Could this child be really a genius who is wise and stupid, and is late to enlightenment?

At this time, the office was pushed open, and the physical education teacher's strong figure blocked the door and said breathlessly: "Zhao Xiaojing, you are here. That, Teacher Qian, I have to take Zhao Xiaojing away now."

"What are you doing?" Qian Juan was unhappy.

A physical education teacher dares to come and compete with her for students.

The physical education teacher knew that Mr. Mie Jue was not easy to mess with, so he had to laugh: "Don't Teacher Qian know? Zhao Xiaojing fought with several other students and pushed people downstairs. The student's parents came and asked to call the police. The principal asked Zhao Xiaojing to go to his office immediately!"

"Ah?" Qian Juan was stunned, "Zhao Xiaojing, have you pushed your classmate downstairs?"

"Yes." Zhao Yuanjing stood up calmly, "But it was because he bullied me first. I just fought back. Moreover, he would not be injured when he hung on the tree."

When Qian Juan heard that she was not injured, she felt that this was wrong. "How can you push someone down the stairs casually? What if you get injured? You will be in jail. Do you have a future?"

Zhao Yuanjing thought for a while: "I remember the law here. A fourteen-year-old child commits a crime and does not have to go to jail. I have two months left to turn 15."

Qian Juan was speechless.

She sighed.

Nowadays children.

The Internet is too developed and they are all precocious.

Know everything.

I don't know anything either.

God is not afraid, the earth is not afraid.

It's really hard to discipline.

I accidentally run away from home and jump from a building and river.

Tired.

Qian Juan waved her hand powerlessly: "Go."

Anyway, no one was injured, at most, the children would fight and scold each other. Even if they called the police, they would not be able to make up for anything.

The physical education teacher took Zhao Yuanjing to the principal's office.

The principal responded to Zheng Zihao's mother's tantrums with sweat, and looked desperate.

When he saw Zhao Yuanjing, his eyes lit up and he quickly pulled him over: "Come on, Zheng Zihao's mother, look, this is Zhao Xiaojing."

When Zheng Zihao's mother saw that she was such a handsome little guy, she snorted: "It's you, you bullied my Zheng Zihao and pushed him downstairs?"

"Yes. But it was his first move."

"He started to do it, and that was just a joke among classmates. You can't really take it as a joke. You are so vicious at such a young age, so you pushed people downstairs?"

Zheng Zihao's mother's voice was rising, "I don't know what kind of family can raise a child like you. I'll call your parents!"

"Can't call it."

"Why?"

"Because they are all dead."

"What?"
Chapter completed!