Live Fortune Telling: No One Knows Fortune Telling Better Than Me

015: If this is my baby, the legs will be discounted

Faced with the little girl's question, Lin Xuan said lightly, "I think you should pay more attention to your father now!"

"Huh, my dad?"

"He's just a delivery guy, nothing special."

"And he only feeds and wears me to school, never makes me happy, and doesn't understand me."

"To be honest, I hate him so much!"

The voice fell.

The fans in the live broadcast room were angry, and they all spit out fragrance:

"Damn, big dutiful son?"

"Haha, I don't have the ability to deliver food. If you have the ability, don't eat your dad's meal."

"Your dad lives alone in a big city. It's hard enough to earn money to support his family and take care of you. Do you still dislike it?"

"Seriously, if you were my daughter, I would give you a discount on your legs..."

In the face of the rebuke from the fans in the live broadcast room, although the little girl did not speak, her face was full of dissatisfaction.

Lin Xuan saw the girl's fate and smiled, "You said your dad doesn't care about you? Do you dare to go outside the teacher's office to see what's going on in the office?"

"Why don't you dare, I'll go now!"

The little girl was also stubborn, strode to the teacher's office, and glanced inside secretly.

It was found that her father, who was 1.8 meters tall, was as restrained as a primary school student. He kept nodding and bowing to the teacher and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

The teacher, who is only 1.5 meters tall, is sitting on a chair, arrogantly scolding like a grandfather training his grandson:

"Do you know what Zhou Xinxin is like at school?"

"Sleep in get out of class and active after class, it's just a shit stick!"

"Your daughter is willing to be a shit stirrer, but our class is not a toilet, and you don't want to let your shit stirrer stir."

Zhou Xinxin's father was trained like his grandson, and he kept nodding and laughing: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will take good care of Xinxin and reason with her when I get home."

The teacher looked mean: "I'm sorry, is sorry, is it useful?"

"You always say sorry to me, but are you sorry to solve the problem?"

"You can talk nonsense. I have told Zhou Xinxin all the truths I can, but has she heard it?"

"Jiangshan's nature is difficult to change. If Zhou Xinxin can listen to the truth, dogs will not eat shit, do you believe it?"

The voice fell!

Several other teachers in the office couldn't hold it any longer and laughed out loud.

After laughing out loud, several teachers immersed themselves in their work, but their eyes were filled with pity, ridicule, and schadenfreude...

Seeing the other teachers laughing out loud, the head teacher not only showed no sympathy, but said impatiently, "Don't mess with our class, let Zhou Xinxin drop out of school!"

shuh...

Father Zhou's face changed greatly: "Teacher, no, teacher... Xinxin has never had a mother's love since she was a child. I already owe her too much. I can't let her not go to school anymore."

"Please, teacher, I'll kneel down for you!"

After saying that, Father Zhou was about to kneel.

The teacher finally moved with some compassion, and quickly helped Zhou's father up and sighed: "If Zhou Xinxin just sleeps in the class, it's fine, but she bullies other classmates, what do you want me to do?"

"Teacher, I must take good care of Xinxin."

The teacher was finally moved: "Take Zhou Xinxin back first, and come back to school next Monday!"

"Okay, thank you teacher, thank you teacher..."

Father Zhou looked grateful, then turned his head three times and left the office.

After arriving outside the office, Father Zhou walked up to Zhou Xinxin and asked with a smile, "Hey, why are my Xinxin's eyes red?"

"I want you to take care of it?" Zhou Xinxin retorted.

Father Zhou stroked Zhou Xinxin's hair, smiled and said, "Haha, Dad doesn't care, Dad doesn't care, Xinxin has grown up."

"Dad, what did the teacher just tell you?" Zhou Xinxin asked.

Father Zhou looked doting on his face: "Your teacher said that your grades have declined, but your learning talent is very good. As long as you study hard, you will definitely get into a good high school."

"That's all?" Zhou Xinxin's voice trembled a little.

Zhou's father was mysterious again: "By the way, I always ask you for three days off to let you go to school next Monday to see if Dad treats you well."

shuh...

Zhou Xinxin lowered her head, and tears flowed out all of a sudden.

Father and daughter walked to the school gate. Father Zhou pulled out an electric motorcycle from nowhere, put on a yellow vest, and handed Zhou Xinxin two hundred yuan: "My dear daughter, Dad continues to deliver takeout, you want to eat it. Whatever, just eat something, and call Dad if you don't have enough money."

"it is good!"

Zhou Xinxin held back her tears and agreed.

Then, Father Zhou rode an electric motorcycle and continued to deliver food.

"Uuuuuu..."

When Zhou's father left, Zhou Xinxin burst into tears at the school gate.

At this time, Lin Xuan in the live broadcast room suddenly asked: "Zhou Xinxin, do you think now that your father gave you more, or did your 33-year-old boyfriend love you more?"*