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Chapter 32 Drop the horse(2/3)

Many children in the class have basically known most Chinese characters when they are in kindergarten, so it is not difficult to interpret this information.

"The bags of Luzhu porridge are not fake."

"It's obviously true. Look, there's even a name."

"Cherlyn, this name is so familiar."

Most of the children, including Ning Rong'er, did not react to who Cherlyn was. Only Jiang Qinglin looked at Lu Zhuzhu in confusion.

The students asked Ning Ronger curiously: "Luzhu Porridge's bag is genuine, why don't your bag even have an anti-counterfeiting label?"

"Impossible, there must be some!" Ning Ronger turned her bag upside down: "It must be! It must be there."

"Stop looking for it." Jiang Qinglin said: "This anti-counterfeiting label is printed between the interlayers. Only genuine products are available. How can there be counterfeit goods?"

The classmates around him whispered. At first, they didn't know what the counterfeit goods were, but this was the knowledge that Ning Ronger popularized to everyone.

Ning Ronger's face turned red with anger, and she threw her bag aside in anger, wishing she could dig a hole in the ground and drill in it.

Lu Zhuzhu didn't think this bag was so amazing. It was just what my aunt gave her to make snacks. The bottom of the bag was dipped in soil on the grass, so she wiped the bottom with a wet tissue.

Ning Rong'er sobbed because of shame and anger, and finally turned into a loud cry.

Teacher Zhong, who was sitting in the front row, finally woke up from his dozing. Because the return journey was quite chaotic, students from different classes were all sitting around, so Teacher Zhong was randomly arranged to take charge of the bus.

Hearing the cry of a child, he walked over and asked impatiently about the situation-

"What's going on, it's noisy."

When Ning Ronger saw the teacher coming, the evil man complained first: "Lu Zhuzhu carries a brand-name bag! He also showed off to his classmates, and asked the classmates to check the anti-counterfeiting signs, saying that I carries a copycat!"

Jiang Qinglin couldn't sit still when he heard this, and stood up and pointed at her nose and cursed: "Wow! You are such a good guy to distort the facts! It's obvious that you first showed off your accusation of Lu Zhuzhu as a copycat, but now you're turning the tables!"

Ning Rong'er was just concerned about crying, and the more she cried, the more she became sad, which made Teacher Zhong extremely irritable.

He looked at the bag in Lu Zhuzhu's arms. Although he didn't know much about the goods, he also had a wife. His wife often told him about this bag and that bag, and what lv, i, so he also knew some luxury brands.

Lu Chong Zhu’s schoolbag is indeed a valuable brand-name bag.

"Lu Zhu Porridge, I thought you were just a little naughty, but I didn't expect you to be so vain. Who asked you to bring a brand-name bag among your classmates? The good atmosphere has ruined you!"

Lu Zhuzhu was naturally unwilling to be wronged and muttered: "I don't know that this is a brand-name bag, so my aunt asked me to use it to make snacks!"

"It's fake to pretend to be snacks, but it's real to show off!"

"No!"

The classmates also tried to defend Lu Zhuzhu, saying that this matter had nothing to do with her, and it was Ning Ronger's fault.

Teacher Zhong was frustrated by their quarrels, and waved his hand to shut up the students.

He had long complained about Lu Zhuzhu, because after she made a fuss, the base class has now become the object of condemnation by all parents and is always facing the crisis of being banned. How could he not hate this girl?

Now that this happens, he can teach this stinky girl a lesson.

"You and Ning Ronger compete with famous brands and lead the school atmosphere. You two go to the last row of the car to take a seat, and then write a review after you return to school!"

Because children are prone to motion sickness and vomiting when taking the bus, the last row is close to the engine and it is very bumpy, so the last row of the bus is empty and no one is sitting.

Ning Rong'er heard this and hurriedly said, "Teacher Zhong, it's good to punish Lu Zhuzhu alone, why should I punish me!"

Teacher Zhong said: "One slap can't be slapped, things start because of the comparison between you two. You just lost, but it doesn't affect the fact that the comparison is, so you both have to accept punishment."

At first, Lu Zhouzhu thought that Teacher Zhong didn't know the truth, so he wanted to punish her.

But when he heard him say such things, Lu Zhouzhu understood that Teacher Zhong had already understood the general situation, but he still wanted to punish her.

Therefore, Luzhu porridge no longer argues.

For a teacher who wants to punish you anyway, any excuse is pale and useless.

Lu Zhuozhu stood up angrily, hummed heavily, and went straight to the last row and sat down.

"Fat Chana, I'll accompany you!" Jiang Qinglin also took her loyally to sit with her until the last row.

Ning Rong'er cried even harder and begged: "Teacher Zhong, can I not sit in the back? I will feel motion sickness."

"No, you and Lu Chongzhu are both wrong. Stop talking nonsense and sit in the back row!"

Teacher Zhong also knew that the students around him were helping Lu Chong porridge. If he didn't let Ning Rong'er be punished, he might not be convinced.

Ning Rong'er also sat in the back row crying and kept wiping her tears.

"Fat Chana, are you motion sickness?" Jiang Qinglin asked.

"It's okay now, what about you?"

"I'm a little dizzy."

"By the way, I have oranges." Lu Zhouzhu remembered that Jing Xu put three oranges in her bag, and quickly peeled half of them and handed them to Jiang Qinglin.

When Jiang Qinglin smelled the sour smell, he felt much better.

Ning Ronger's motion sickness reaction was even more serious and she vomited several times.

A parent called his children and asked how they were doing on the outing, so the children told their parents about this angrily.

Some parents realized that this was a disguised corporal punishment, so they quickly @安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安安�

"No matter what the child does, education should be the main focus. Physical punishment is wrong!"

"That's it! I deliberately let the children who are motion sick with a motion sickness sit in the back seat of the car. Isn't this disguised corporal punishment? "

"Why don't you let the head teacher take the car and let a teacher who doesn't know what it is? This is too irresponsible!"

"@Teacher Chen in Preschool Class 2, @Teacher Chen in Preschool Class 2, @Teacher Chen in Preschool Class 2, Teacher Chen, if you see the news, please contact that teacher quickly."

Maybe Teacher Chen is also busy and has not seen the information on his mobile phone, so he has not replied.

Lu Huairou has been filming at the film and television base and only got her phone during the intermission. The news on her phone was sent fifteen minutes ago.

When Lu Huairou saw the news, her scalp tightened and immediately called Lu Zhuzhu -

"What's going on?"

Hearing his low voice, Lu Zhouzhu was a little scared: "What, what's going on?"

"I saw the parent group saying, "You were physically punished by the teacher."

"Absolutely there is no such thing!" Lu Zhengzhu immediately cheered up: "No, no! I have not been physically punished, and I have not done anything wrong!"

When Lu Huairou heard the little girl's excited tone, he knew that she was a cover-up of fear.

The more he denies it, the more he doubts it.

Lu Huairou's heart was thrust.

Is he so scary? The little girl was bullied and afraid of his punishment, so she didn't dare to tell him.

Lu Huairou said in a calm voice, "Lu Chong Chong, give your teacher the phone."

"Grandpa, I really didn't, it's not my fault." Lu Zhengzhu said carefully: "Really, don't be mad at me."

Lu Huairou's heart is about to break -

"Are you a fool?"

He didn't mean to blame her! What are he afraid of!

What’s the point of being afraid of grandpa! The least you need to be afraid of in the world is your grandpa!

Depend on!

Lu Huairou's long legs that had nowhere to rest wanted to kick things again.

Lu Zhuzhu was so scared that he held his breath: "Grandpa, yes... sorry, oh."

Lu Huairou couldn't tell her clearly on the phone, so she said, "Send me a location and I'll pick you up."

"Ah! No! Grandpa, the signal is bad, hey, I can't hear what you said... It's dead!"

Lu Huairou: "You dare! You dare!"

Doodu.

Lu Huairou:...

The little broken child has learned to pretend to be garlic with him!

After Lu Chongzhu hung up the phone, he was worried and his heart beat pounding.

Jiang Qinglin looked at her pale face and asked, "What, Feizhu, are you uncomfortable?"

"My grandfather knows this, I'm finished!" Lu Zhouzhu said with lingering fear: "I will definitely be scolded to death when I go back. This bag will definitely affect my aunt and be scolded."

"No, just explain the matter clearly. Do you want me to explain it for you?"

Lu Zhouzhu shook his head: "My grandfather doesn't know how to listen to the explanation! He is just an old stubborn!"

Jiang Qinglin said sympathetically: "Grandpa Zhuo Zhu is so terrible."

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"Teacher Lu, the director asked you to prepare and take a photo immediately."
To be continued...
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