"Asou Yoshiko isn't really soone from our holand, so she doesn't understand our culture well. I nad both of our kids; our son's na is Wang Teng, and yours and Asou Yoshiko's son is nad Wang Fei, symbolizing 'soaring'..."
"Wang Teng, Wang Fei, soaring... Hmm, these nas aren't bad. The aning is good, too—it resonates with deeply," Wang Xiaoqiang said approvingly.
While they were talking, the car they were in had already arrived at the primary school section of River City Royal Academy.
Royal Academy is divided into preschool, elentary, middle school, high school, and university sections. After finishing university, students are directly recomnded for further studies abroad,
It's said that this Royal Academy was co-founded by an overseas-educated educator and a businessman from the United States. This school is not just superficially flashy; it indeed has so strength and foundation.
To avoid unnecessary awkwardness, Asou Yoshiko didn't co, and since Wang Xiaoqiang and Zheng Shuang are not married, they have to keep a low profile. So, they ca to see the children in a very ordinary Volkswagen car.
It was a very inconspicuous Volkswagen Passat. Compared to the cars of other parents at this aristocratic school, it should be considered the lowest-grade car and could even be looked down upon.
Plus, to stay low-key and not stand out, Wang Xiaoqiang and Zheng Shuang dressed pretty ordinarily—wearing regular clothes and no luxury accessories.
With such a disguise, you'd really have to say, besides their outstanding looks and Zheng Shuang's uniquely personal androgynous style, they really didn't attract any attention. After getting out of the car, they directly went to the primary school gate and asked the security to inform them, as outsiders couldn't enter the campus without being reported and registered. The security system here is quite complete and tight, almost watertight.
Just when the headteacher Qii Fang was reprimanding Wang Teng harshly, she suddenly received a call from the gate. She irritably grabbed the phone, "Hello, what? Wang Teng's parents? Hmm, perfect timing... Let them in."
Qii Fang slamd the phone down and then fiercely pointed at Wang Teng's face, "Wang Teng, your parents are here. Now you'll see. You're the naughtiest in our class—look at how you beat up Lvo Jiwei. Watch, this ti they'll definitely make your family pay through the nose. See how your father disciplines you..."
"He hit my brother first; that's why I hit him," Wang Teng said, not showing the slightest fear, looking up directly at his headteacher Qii Fang. He sowhat resembled his father's temperant, having a fearless spirit.
Wang Fei, on the other hand, was wiping away tears, too scared to cry out loud, expressing imnse suppression.
"Hey, you still dare to talk back?" Qii Fang finally lost her temper, raising her hand to slap Wang Teng's face.
Although the school now had rules against corporal punishnt, the rules were rigid, and teachers were flexible. Incidents of teachers punishing students still occurred frequently.
Qii Fang often hit students, but she always did it away from the eyes of other teachers and parents. Just as she was about to slap him hard, a voice interrupted, "Can a teacher hit a student?"
Upon hearing the voice, her hand trembled, and she hurriedly pulled it back, then nervously turned her head to look at the office door. The door was closed, and the curtains were drawn tight.
Given the tight precautions, logically no one should have seen anything. But now, soone had spotted her actions.
In fact, Qii Fang was quite cautious in disciplining and punishing the students, keeping windows and doors shut, so it was really impossible to see from the outside. But for Wang Xiaoqiang, who possessed the Heavenly Eye, it was no challenge at all,
Eager to see his son, Wang Xiaoqiang activated his Heavenly Eye as soon as he entered the primary school section, quickly spotting Wang Teng.
Wang Teng looked just like he did when he was young, almost as if he had been carved from the sa mold. The resemblance was even stronger with Wang Fei behind him, who also bore so similarity to him and even more so to Asou Yoshiko. In his excitent, he imdiately spread his ears to listen, hearing Qii Fang's reprimanding words and seeing her raise her hand to hit his son. Instantly, he was enraged, and the Rage Realm within him surged upward, the Raging Waves Sword Surge rapidly condensed to a thousand, ten thousand, who knows how many levels, before he cried out just in ti.
"Who's there? Co in," Having realized it must be Wang Teng's parents, Qii Fang shouted towards the door with a guilty conscience. Before she finished speaking, in walked a man and a woman, Wang Xiaoqiang and Zheng Shuang.
Because Zheng Shuang had handled the enrollnt procedures for both kids, Qii Fang recognized Zheng Shuang but not Wang Xiaoqiang. Plus, after Zheng Shuang completed the enrollnt, she rely treated Qii Fang to one al before getting busy with her work and didn't maintain further contact.
At this type of aristocratic academy, treating teachers to a al was all too usual for them, nothing they really cared about. If you thought a al would buy these teachers' favor, you'd be mistaken.
People usually treat with als and follow up with red envelopes. Of course, not all teachers are like this. Half of the teachers still valued professional ethics, but this is the prevailing trend, which is growing stronger.
Unfortunately, Qii Fang was precisely this kind of teacher. Her teaching skills were average, but she was slick and interacted well with students' parents, especially Lvo Jiwei's parents. Let's not even ntion Lvo Jiwei's grandfather's status; Lvo Jiwei's father was a board mber of this Royal Academy.
As long as Qii Fang took good care of Lvo Jiwei, it went without saying that als and red envelopes wouldn't be lacking, and handling matters in the future would be very convenient. Moreover, she could guarantee to do well within this Royal Academy.
As for others, especially Wang Teng and Wang Fei's parents, she didn't take them seriously at all.
She gave Wang Xiaoqiang and Zheng Shuang a cold glance, complaining icily, "You are such parents, sigh, I don't even know what to say to you. Don't just focus on work and neglect your children. Look at what your Wang Teng has turned into. Look, look, what he did to poor Lvo Jiwei..."
She presented Lvo Jiwei's face before Wang Xiaoqiang and Zheng Shuang for them to see,
From the mont Wang Xiaoqiang entered, he had been glaring at Qii Fang. Seeing her not apologize for hitting his child, but instead wrongly accusing him, he stepped forward and raised his hand, "Do you believe I won't smack you..."
Just as he was about to bring his hand down, Zheng Shuang blocked him.
"Oh, your child made a mistake, you don't manage it, and yet you dare to hit a teacher. Dare to hit , and I'll ensure you end up in the station..." Qii Fang's voice suddenly grew louder, shrill and sharp as she yelled.
Wang Xiaoqiang hated being threatened more than anything in his life. Initially, with the child present, he intended to let this slide. But to his surprise, Qii Fang had the audacity to threaten him. In a mont of force, he yanked his hand free from Zheng Shuang's grip and slapped Qii Fang hard, sending her sprawling on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, and a fresh set of five fingerprints imprinted on her cheek. Her hair was in total disarray, leaving her utterly disheveled.
In fact, Wang Xiaoqiang had held back remarkably with that slap. A heavier hit would have exploded Qii Fang's head.
"Good hit, Uncle, good hit," Wang Teng imdiately burst out happily, staring at Wang Xiaoqiang.
"Wang Teng, that's your father, call him Dad," Zheng Shuang reminded her son.
"Dad, good hit," Wang Teng gleefully echoed, his spirits lifted. Unlike the other children who were frightened by the teacher getting hit, Wang Teng remained unfazed, and even jubilantly refreshed.
But can you really bla the child? The bla lies with Qii Fang, whose character is flawed. Apart from currying favor with so well-connected students' parents, she resorted to corporal punishnt on students whose parents didn't appease her, exhibiting no sense of professional ethics. (To be continued. If you like this book, please visit Qidian (qidian) to cast a vote, monthly pass. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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