I, go to the parent-teacher meeting for my eldest niece!

Although Mama Zhu is very shrewd, rough, and stupid, she has a little wisdom.

She also knows her son’s number, and she knows that her son’s senior (16) class is the worst in the school.

What is the level of the principal of Wucheng No. 1 Middle School? Placed in the officialdom is a department-level cadre, how can such a bullish figure come to such a garbage class as the third (16th) class of high school to listen to lectures? And I listened to an 8-year-old telling a story.

Therefore, Mother Zhu concluded that this guy was definitely impersonating the principal, so she did not hesitate to go back.

Hearing that Mama Zhu actually dared to call herself the principal in front of the principal, the expressions of everyone in the class became rich.

Chu Yunxiao was so angry that his face was red and about to explode.

Zhu Ganglie was even more frightened and sweaty, and his school uniform was wet.

Wang Yi saw that Zhu’s mother was so arrogant, and scolded this and that in his class, and felt very unhappy, so he picked up the chalk head and flicked it towards Zhu’s mother’s mouth.

Wang Yi has superhuman physical fitness, and playing this chalk head is like the magic of Huang Yaoshi’s fingers, extremely accurate and extremely powerful.

Mama Zhu’s body is fat, and she will be tired if she is emotionally stifled, and she is gasping for breath at the moment.

The chalk head that Wang Yi bounced over was impartial and shot right into Zhu’s mother’s mouth.

If the force of the chalk head is light, it is like a fly flying into Zhu’s mother’s mouth, and Zhu’s mother will definitely vomit it.

But the chalk head that Wang Yi popped out was extremely powerful, and it directly hit Zhu’s mother’s throat.

Under the severe pain, Zhu’s mother “grunted” and swallowed the chalk head into her stomach.

When the whole class saw this scene, their expressions became rich again, and some people couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Mother Zhu’s goods, a moment ago, were still imposing and angry at everyone, but this moment was so embarrassing.

The shrew, an animal, could not eat the loss, ate one of Wang Yi’s chalk heads, and was ridiculed by everyone, and Mother Zhu was angry.

Mother Zhu originally looked at Wang Yi unfavorably, the last time the parents were surrounded by Wang Yi, they remembered to hate Wang Yi, and the culprit who recently bullied her son was Wang Yi, and now she was humiliated by Wang Yi with a chalk head.

Counting the old hatred together, Mother Zhu roared at Wang Yi: “Stinky boy, the old lady is going to slaughter you today!” ”

If she were to change to someone else in the class, Mother Zhu would definitely not have the courage to really fight, because she couldn’t beat it.

But Wang Yi is different, Wang Yi is just an 8-year-old child, Mother Zhu thinks she can fight, then she will fight.

This is a typical bullying of the soft and afraid of the hard.

“You dare!”

Chu Yunxiao saw that Mother Zhu was going to move her precious pimple Wang Yi, so angry that she immediately stood up, picked up the math teacher’s water cup and slammed it on the ground.

Leaving the math teacher confused.

Wang Yi is the spiritual leader of the third (16th) class of high school, the totem in his heart, the bearer, and the uncle, how can the whole class let Zhu Mahu come.

Under the leadership of Chu Yunxiao, the whole class stood up, dropped the book on the ground, and roared collectively:

“You dare!”

This “you dare” echoed in the corridor, and the whole school could hear it clearly.

The teachers sitting in the third (16th) class of high school were all stunned, they had never been so maintained for so many years of teaching, and such a treatment that could only be dreamed of in their dreams actually made them lucky enough to see it in Wang Yi’s body.

Principal Chu Yunxiao closed his mouth in shock: “Depend, your uncle is more stylish than my principal?”

Wang Yi looked at the group of lovely students in front of him and smiled gratifyingly.

Some shrews are very unpressed, always self-centered, always thinking that others dare not move her, do not hit the south wall and do not look back, hit the south wall and cry.

Mama Zhu is this kind of shrew who has no numbers.

Normal people will definitely not dare to move Wang Yi when they see everyone protecting Wang Yi like this.

But this Zhu mother is not stubborn, stubborn, like a female donkey that is not a mule, she wants to kill Wang Yi, and she has to challenge everyone’s bottom line.

In the final analysis, it is because Mother Zhu feels that she can beat Wang Yi.

Ignoring everyone’s warnings and withstanding everyone’s coercion, Mother Zhu rushed to Wang Yi and wanted to beat Wang Yi first.

Mama Zhu’s logic is, I dare to hit Wang Yi, do you dare to hit me? I can hit people, but you can’t hit me.

This trick really works in society, and stinking scoundrels often use it.

But it doesn’t work on Wang Yi’s body, because Wang Yi can really fight.

Seeing Mother Zhu rushing towards him, Wang Yi shook his head speechlessly: “Cut, is it really a soft persimmon that Laozi is?” ”

When Mama Zhu’s hand touched Wang Yi’s shoulder, the whole class became nervous and angry.

Zhang Qianqian, Chu Yunxiao, Gao Junqin, Chen Wei and others rushed to save Wang Yi.

However, the next moment, everyone was stunned.

I saw Wang Yi’s small hand calmly and calmly fell to Mama Zhu’s fat pig’s trotter hand on his shoulder, and then suddenly turned around, directly came an over-the-shoulder fall, flipped Mama Zhu 180 degrees, and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, but they didn’t expect that an 8-year-old boy could actually erupt with such a terrifying explosive power.

“Oye!”

Zhang Qianqian jumped up excitedly.

“Good!”

Chu Yunxiao clenched his fists coolly.

Gao Junqin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The whole class was happy.

Even Zhu Ganglie felt very cool, he just felt cool, I don’t know why, maybe it was Wang Yi’s handsome who wrestled over the shoulder.

Mother Zhu came to school to make trouble for Zhu Ganglie, but Zhu Ganglie did not feel sorry for Mother Zhu’s life and death, which should be the greatest sorrow for parents.

“Oh, I was thrown to death!”

Mother Zhu lay on the ground crying and howling, and began to splash and roll and blackmail and touch porcelain.

“Get out of here quickly!”

Chu Yunxiao walked to Mother Zhu’s side and scolded angrily.

Now this situation is for him as the headmaster to manage.

“How old are you?” Can you talk and manage things? ”

Mother Zhu stopped crying and put on a look of touching porcelain, about to play scoundrel.

“Let me emphasize again, I am the principal of No. 1 Middle School, the boss here, here, only I speak the most carelessly!”

“Che, you’re the principal, I’m the principal!”

“Mom, he’s really the principal, don’t mess around!”