Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

That whole day, the bunny was listless, and even Cheng Zhiyan picked her up from school to make her happy.

Cheng Zhiyan pushed the bicycle, followed behind the downcast bunny, and asked with doubts: "Rabbit, what happened to you, are you unhappy today?"

"Um ..." Bunny held his bag's strap in both hands, lowered his head, and kicked the stones while walking.

When this guy is unhappy, he has the habit of walking and kicking stones.

Cheng Zhiyan looked at her silently, half a moment, parked the car, walked forward, crouched down, leaning her hands on her shoulders, a pair of clear eyes stared straight at her, her voice asked gently: " Little rabbit, tell me what happened? "

Fifteen-year-old Cheng Zhiyan's voice has become low and magnetic, coupled with his deliberate soft tone, it made the rabbit feel sore for a while.

"Our Teacher Ding ... will never teach us anymore ..." Rabbit raised his head and looked at Cheng Zhiyan with red eyes.

"Mr. Ding?" Cheng Zhiyan frowned for a moment, thinking, "Is that the teacher Ding you often hang around?"

"Um ..." Bunny stretched out his sleeves, wiped the tears in the corner of his eyes, and nodded.

"Why doesn't she teach you anymore?"

"They said ... because of her corporal punishment ..." Bunny sucked his nose and choked for a long time before saying these words reluctantly.

"So did she punish you?"

"No, Teacher Ding is the best to me. Even a beater can't bear to hit me hard ..." Little Rabbit felt uncomfortable when he thought of it, "but they said that Teacher Ding was very hard to hit others ..."

"Just because she hit the students' hands, so I won't teach you?"

"No ..." Little Rabbit bit her lip, hesitated, then lowered her head and said, "The other day, she stuffed a bag of salt into a student's mouth ..."

"..." Cheng Zhiyan frowned slightly, holding the rabbit's hands a little harder.

"Brother Orange Juice?" The bunny was aching with his hands and couldn't help raising his head to look at him.

Cheng Zhiyan was silent, and for a while, he reached into his arms and whispered, "As long as the corporal punishment is not you ..."

"..."

The bunny is somewhat unknown.

"It is wrong for corporal punishment of students, do you know?" Cheng Zhiyan held her hard, and released his hand after a while, looking at her with a pair of clear eyes, and said in a low voice: "I know she treats you very much. OK, but as a teacher, it is not good for one student. There are so many students in a class. If the punishment is not correct, it will easily cause psychological shadow to the students. "

The bunny looked up at him, the breeze brushed his hair, his eyebrows flashed with dazzling light, like countless bright stars, although he still didn't quite understand what the so-called psychological shadow was, but Cheng Zhiyan's words seemed like a breeze , Blow away those depressions and unhappiness in her heart.

"You are still young. If you like someone, you will feel that what she said, did, and everything is right. When you grow up, look back at it from a higher and longer perspective, there are some things that are wrong. It's wrong. At that time, you will not let emotions affect your judgment. Understand? "Cheng Zhiyan smiled slightly, softly and softly speaking in her ear.