Chapter 596
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Jian Yi, who had always been calm and collected, was the first to lose his cool this time.
After all, if he had to repeat the phrase "I don't have a father" again, Jian Yi would not be able to stop himself from losing his son today.
Jian Yi had originally planned to wait for Xi Yan to finish the essay, which was at least 200 words long, before hastily signing his name.
However, the new form teacher seemed to know the tricks of these parents. He was afraid that the parents would be too busy to tutor their child.
Therefore, he specifically requested that the scene of the parent supervising the child while he was writing the essay be recorded into a video. When school started, the video would be submitted to him together with the essay.
All his paths were blocked.
Therefore, he directly called Lu Junhan.
Using a very commercial and solemn tone, he said, "Tell me, how much money do you want for you to send this form teacher to teach in Africa?"
Lu Junhan: "…"
Crazy.
The second call was from Zhang Dazhuang.
The matter of rewriting the essay reminded him of the last parent-teacher conference. Zhang Yiming had a head of beautiful black hair, big eyes, and looked especially white, even whiter than Zhang Yiming's little white dog. He also saw Zhang Yiming giggling while watching his little sister Li Li's live broadcast.
He was so angry that he gave Zhang Yiming a good beating.
That was why he was delayed for a while.
Along with Zhang Yiming's heart-wrenching cries, Zhang Dazhuang's simple and honest voice sounded over the phone.
"President Lu, we have been friends for so many years. Why don't you ask the teacher to exempt my little brat from the essay this time? I accidentally crippled his hand just now, so he can't do his homework. There's really no other way! He might not be able to recover when school starts. "
Lu Junhan: "…"
The third one was Qu Sinian. When he heard that he had to write an essay again, he ended a game of hide-and-seek with Qu Qianqian with a heavy heart. Without stopping for a second, he called Lu Junhan. His voice was hoarse.
"CEO Lu, why don't we do this? You can ask the teacher to change the requirement to a parent writing an essay. Yes, just write about my child. Then, the child can supervise by the side. I suddenly feel like writing an essay.
Lu Junhan: "…"
It had only been ten minutes since the new form teacher called.
The three parents were already on the verge of collapse. They had lost all rationality.
She knew that it was impossible to change the teacher. After all, this new form teacher was really good in other aspects. He had rich teaching experience and was very patient with the children. The children all liked him very much. If she changed him, she didn't know where to find another suitable teacher.
But they still had a sliver of hope.
What if the new form teacher took the initiative to go to Africa to dig coal … Oh, no, to teach?
Not only were the three of them in a daze, but Lu Junhan was also not much better.
Especially when she saw that the little girl had already taken out her essay from her school bag excitedly. She also took out two sharpened pencils and placed them by the side. She rolled up her sleeves and looked as if she was going to do a big job and write ten pages of "My Father".
Lu Junhan's face was already so stiff that it could not be any stiffer.
Using the catchphrase on the internet, it was probably, "She is just one step away from death."
The audience and the production crew who did not know the truth were very excited. At least the little girl was not watching television anymore. Furthermore, she was so motivated. She was actually going to do her homework!
The audience had a strange feeling of, "Our daughter is finally not doing her job anymore and is starting to work hard." They were so touched that they really wanted to cry. They could not wait for Little Lu Li to quickly write and write more.
They also desperately sent comments to urge the cameraman to zoom in a little closer. They wanted to see their daughter being serious and cute as she buried her head in her homework!
The cameraman carried the camera. He was also very excited. He finally had work to do! He finally did not have to film the black cat sheriff anymore!!!
He pointed the camera at the little girl's clean and tidy essay. The little girl was perched on the coffee table. She held a pencil in her hand. The tip of the pen landed on the paper. She was about to start writing the question stroke by stroke seriously.
But she had yet to finish writing the "I" on the tip of the pen. A slender, fair, and bony finger suddenly appeared in the camera. It was just like a piece of art. It pressed down on the essay forcefully.
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