Chapter 1310: The troubled child has to be fired

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"Is it still?!"
Wu Deyi’s face was iron and angry:
When the old man saw it with his own eyes, can he still have a fake?

In spite of the growing number of onlookers around him, he turned his head and stared at the innocent Nalan Changyi. "The old man asked you, are you in the class of Wang Fuzi today, will Zhu Xingxian bully and cry?

After he finished, he straightened his back and said: "Yes, Zhu Xingxian, where, haven't you gone yet?"
The old avatar of the rattle was a general understanding, and immediately pulled a seven-eight-year-old boy from the crowd. The latter came over with respect and respect, and bowed to Wu Deyi, saying: "I have seen Wu Daru."
"Well, Zhu Xingxian, you said, what did Nalan Changyi do today?" Wu Deyi said with a face.
Seeing that someone was supporting the waist, Zhu Xingxian immediately felt a shock: "Yes, Wu Daru. Today Nalan Changyi spoke to other students while teaching Wang Fuzi, and also stole food. I told him not to be like this. He instead yelled at me."
"Oh, it’s just not worthy!"
"When Wang Zizi saw it, Nalan Changyi not only refused to admit his mistake, but said that he was hungry, and the angry Wang Zizi could not. Wang Fuzi asked him to recite the text, and he also deliberately disrupted the class."
While listening to it, the people around me talked about it. I didn't expect the teaching to be strict. Everyone wanted to enter the Star Hall, and there were still people who were so arrogant and not afraid of being expelled. I am more curious about which child is this family. Is it because the elders in the family have a big power?
Listening to the arguments of everyone's gossip, Wu Deyi said coldly: "Nalan Changyi, Zhu Xingxian said, can you recognize?"
I didn't expect my son to be like this in the school. Luo Qingying was a little surprised, but he was still skeptical. He took his son's little hand: "Longevity, is this true?"
Nalan Changyi grinned and blinked: "The child recognizes half and half does not recognize."
"How?" Luo Qingying looked at him.
"Baby is eating in class, because Yuan Shushu's homework is heavy in the morning. He ran ten laps around the yard. He was hungry when he was in class. He really couldn't hold back. When talking with classmates, they asked me first, if they didn't answer. Isn't it rude? As for the chaos of Wang Fuzi, there is absolutely no, the baby does not recognize."
Every time Nalan Changyi said, Wu Deyi’s beard was awkward. When he finished, Wu Deyi was too angry:
Let’s go, let go! You say this, is the old man scolding you? Your classmates have proved that you still Do not recognize, it is simply... is..."
The words were unclear, and for a long time, he finally got a ‘stubborn’.
Suddenly, the audience was also upset.
"There are still such people studying in the Star Museum? Since you don't cherish it, you might as well go home."
"Yes, there are only two hundred places in the Star Museum. It is better to drop out of school and give me this place."
"It’s a great courage to dare to collide with Wu Daru!"
"Where is this family, I have never heard of it!"
"Nalan Changyi? Hahaha, even a surname with the king of Chu, it will not..."
When the man’s words were not finished, he was immediately glanced at him and warned: "If you don't want to die, don't say a few words. Don't tie this kind of person to the Chu King. What is the identity of the King of Chu? what?"
What other people talked about, Luo Qingyi no matter, but after listening to her son, she also understood a few points.
"Wu Daru should not be annoyed. When I ask Changyi, I know that he is not in trouble."
When Luo Qingyi’s words were just finished, Wu Deyi was impatient:
You are a woman, it’s normal to feel bad about the child, but the mother is too ruined. Haven’t you heard it? Nalan Changyi’s class and Wang Fuzi’s tricks, this I saw it with my own eyes, no fake!"
"Since you don't admit it, the old man is too lazy to say that tomorrow, you will not use it."
After that, he turned and left. At the same time, there was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and some people paid attention to the vacant places. They have already figured out how to compete for the only place and send them to their relatives. Go in.
"Wu Daru, wait!" Hey, Luo Qingying stared at Wu Deyi's back.
That figure was a bit, but for a moment, I continued to move forward.
Seeing that Wu Deyi was about to enter the Star Museum, the corner could not be seen. Luo Qingyi was finally annoyed and said coldly: "Stop!"
Suddenly, dozens of eye knives came and stared at her.
This is Wu Daru of the Star Museum. Someone dares to let him stand in public? !
Wu Deyi was also surprised. He turned slowly and looked pale and gloomy.
"Calling is you, Wu Fuzi, you didn't get it wrong." This time, Luo Qingying is not polite, no longer call him Wu Daru, directly shouting a Wu Fuzi.
It is also a scholar who is a member of the Hanlin Academy. Even the four-product officials have never been seen, what is the spectrum? To call a big Confucian, but it is a respect for the scholars, thinking that he is the son who taught his son after all, but now that this person has to expel his son, it is not allowed to explain, Luo Qingyi is also polite with him.
For this unreasonable person, she will be more unreasonable than him.
Taking the son, Luo Qingqi walked toward the Star Museum step by step, and went to Wu Deyi not far away, she stood still: "Wu Fuzi, I sent my son to study, not to let people bully him, if he is wrong, Whether it is your education, or if I go home to discipline, I can."
"But if you don't want to explain, you have to fire my son, then don't blame me for not making sense."
"you you you……"
Pointing at Zhang Huan’s Luo Qingying, Wu Deyi’s little beard.
Just then, a voice came in and said: "You are the mother of Nalan Changyi? I am Wang Fuzi. Today, the person who gave the class to the Qingzhu class, Nalan Changyi can’t recite the lesson in class. Disobedient students are not worth attending at the Star Hall."
Looking at the eyes, Luo Qingying saw this person, and it was an old man.
Wu Deyi was shocked and immediately rushed to the old man wearing Tsing Yi cloth shoes: "Well, Wang Fuzi, you are coming, just tell everyone what happened today. Our Star Museum is a place for nurturing, but it is not what 纨绔Can be mixed in."
The words were serious, but they led to the onlookers’ gimmicks, and even some of the ladies and merchants who took the children sang and cheered.
The old man, known as Wang Fuzi, came over and said: "You are not the old man who bullies the child. It is really this child who is too naughty, and does not say anything about it. It also affects other students to attend classes, since today Here, let everyone comment on it and see if our Star Hall will expel this child."
"Wang Fuzi please say!"
"The Masters are naturally justified. The teaching profession is both a teacher and even the teacher's words are not heard. This is what happened!"
"Don't ask, seeing this woman is so savage, she knows the child she raised."
Fixed.

From the beginning to the end, Nalan Changyi did not interject, as long as Luo Qingyi did not ask, he did not speak, standing silently next to her.
Wang Fuzi’s eyes flashed a smug smugness, which pretended to be majestic:
Today, the old man told the students about the scroll of the
Enlightenment Enlightenment
, which is the homework that was arranged the day before yesterday and asked the students to go home. Reviewing and memorizing. As a result, Nalan Changyi not only eats in class, but also makes him recite the text and whispers. The old man reprimands his mouth. The child is so close to the Star Museum that it is better to drop out of school.
When the voice fell, Wu Deyi said: "Have you heard, Nalan Changyi's mother, what else do you say?"
Ignore these two people, Luo Qingyi only asked his son: "Longevity, is this the case, why are you not good to learn?"
Nalan Changyi nodded and shook his head. He whispered: "Wang Fuzi is the enlightenment of teaching. But when the child is three years old, it will be. Now Wang Fuzi has been teaching for two days. The child is really... I am not interested, I don’t want to waste time."
"Hey, are you three years old?"
Wang Fuzi heard a cold cry: "Nalan Changyi, you can really talk big, when you are three years old, you will read the three characters is not bad."
Nalan Changyi said: "It is just that, others are stupid, and I am not stupid."
"What do you say?" Wang Fuzi heard a tone and couldn't help but pointed a bit: "Is it still going? What are you carrying today? Even I can't understand, and what is the rhythm enlightenment, it is simply chaotic reading." One breath."
Nalan Changyi pleaded: "My back is clearly the enlightenment enlightenment. It is the scroll that you said, Wang Qizi. I said that it is flowing backwards. You don't believe it. I have to punish me when I am back...
"You know what to do, how can you not punish? If every student is like you, isn’t it a mess?"
"I haven't messed up, I'm carrying it back according to your request."
"You still have a sophistry?"
Wang Fuzi wants to beat people, bypassing Wu Deyi and slaps at Nalan Changyi.
Luo Qingyi looked at her face and sank her face. She was in front of her son: "Wang Fuzi, you are a gentleman, and you have to play a child, this is not what the elders did."
"You, you, this woman..." Wang Fuzi was almost mad, and in the face of so many people, he would not be able to teach a child. This is the most humiliating thing he has done in recent years.
Turning to look at his son, Luo Qing praised the channel: "Son, Wang Fuzi let you be text, how do you back, back out to listen to the mother. If you are really chaotic, don't blame the mother to go home to let you 跪Nail board, if it is back-to-back..."
Looking around at Wang Fuzi, Wu Deyi and the people around her, she said one word: "Whoever wants my son to drop out of school, I can't live."
This is still to see that these two people are the members of the Star Hall, and there is not much to do. Otherwise, she will never give up, not to teach these people a meal.
"Son, back!"
When Luo Qing’s voice fell, Nalan Changyi’s crisp children’s voice rang:
Muxiang’s pillow is suffocating and embroidered, and the singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s singer’s Smoke and Liu Yang..."
"You listen, everyone listens, isn't this chaos?"
Interrupted the reciting of Nalan Changyi, Wang Fuzi was angry and liked to grab the handle as well, loudly said: "What is this back, who have you heard? Also said that the old man punish him, is this not? The punishment?"