TRANSMIGRATED TO THE 80S TO BECOME STEPMOTHERS FOR FIVE HIGHER-UPS

Chapter 27: Protect You

Shao Xi was an arrogant person and would not cry even when she was beaten. Thinking that Shao Xi was in too much pain, Mu Jingzhe felt even more anxious. “Don't cry, Shao Xi. No cry. We'll go back and apply the cure now. ”

"Did I say he can go?" The neglected Zhang Fei had a sour expression on his face. "You're not allowed to leave until you finish your writing."

"How will he write when his hands are in this condition?" Mu Jingzhe's face was equally pouting.

“Why can't he write? It hasn't been broken, has it?”

“He can write just because it hasn't been broken? Even when his hands were in such a state ?! ” Mu Jingzhe's emotions are blazing. "As a teacher, is it appropriate for you to say such a thing?"

"I'm strict with them precisely because I'm a teacher!"

Zhang Fei was also angry. "Mu Jingzhe, what is this? Am I wrong for being a responsible teacher?”

Mu Jingzhe took a deep breath and calmed himself. This is not the modern era, when teachers cannot physically punish students. In this era, it was already acceptable for teachers to give physical punishment. Even parents support it and will tell teachers to beat and scold their children if they are disobedient, believing that only then can they learn to be good.

It doesn't matter if it's right or wrong. There is a limit to everything.

“Teacher Zhang, I am not saying that you are wrong for trying to be a responsible teacher. If he makes a small mistake, a little punishment doesn't matter, but you can't keep hitting him. I want to ask, what is Shao Xi's fault? I'll teach him that.”

He had to stop the teacher from hitting him so badly.

“You're going to teach him? Are you a teacher?" Zhang Fei's insults were obvious.

This attitude broadened Mu Jingzhe's horizons. “I'm not a teacher, but I'm a parent. Since I'm already here, wouldn't it be better to communicate so that teachers and parents can teach children together? ”

"All right, I'll communicate." Zhang Fei sneered. “His condition is a mess, and he spouts nonsense, so I asked him to rewrite it. His attitude is very bad, and he does not want to obey.”

Mu Jingzhe was completely shocked this time. “A essay? You said Shao Xi can't write an essay?”

'You must be kidding. Forget the others. You're saying that this future famous writer, the literary giant, can't write a second-rate essay?'

Mu Jingzhe's look of disbelief made Zhang Fei feel even more displeased.

"What's? You still don't trust me? Could I slander him?”

Mu Jingzhe paused before saying, "Show me the essay."

Zhang Fei laughed. “You're not sure, are you? All right, I'll find it for you!”

A second later, he stopped.

He had ripped off Shao Xi's essay.

Mu Jingzhe followed his gaze and looked at the paper ball near the door.

His expression turned cold. "Don't tell me you ripped the essay."

Zhang Fei snorted in embarrassment. “Yes, I tore it up. Continues to? That's garbage.”

Shao Xi looked at Zhang Fei coldly, his eyes filled with hatred.

Mu Jingzhe glared at him before picking up the paper ball and carefully scattering it.

Shao Xi was stunned for a moment. When Mu Jingzhe started reading, he wanted to say something but stopped. His expression became awkward.

The second grade essay was very short, so Mu Jingzhe finished reading it very quickly.

He looked at Zhang Fei.

"You don't think it's well written?"

Zhang Fei was about to speak when he saw that Mu Jingzhe was even more excited than him. “How is he not good at writing? He writes very well!”

Shao Xi was stunned.

Zhang Fei's face changed.

The two wanted to see a trace of lies on Mu Jingzhe's face, but they didn't. Mu Jingzhe was serious.

Zhang Fei laughed and said, "You said he wrote it well? The topic I set was 'my family'. Look what he wrote!”

“You know the condition of his family. His parents were gone, so he wrote an innovative essay. This is incredible creativity!”

In second grade, in addition to being asked to write about themselves, students will be asked to write about their parents or family and other such things. Instead of doing that, Shao Xi wrote that he had drunk magic water and grown overnight to become a father. He has been writing about being a father for a day.

The world of children is full of imagination. Shao Xi had revealed his talent from a young age. It was a pleasant surprise.

After all, Mu Jingzhe was extremely shocked.

Some geniuses are incredible.

Mu Jingzhe showed no signs of acting. Zhang Fei was furious. "Mu Jingzhe, you .. you said that intentionally to anger me."

"I didn't. Don't talk nonsense. I really think it's good. Don't you think so? It's creative. This is incredible creativity, Master!”

Mu Jingzhe wanted to tear Zhang Fei's head to see what he was thinking.

He carefully tidied up the piece of paper in his hand and said, “Teacher Zhang, don't tear Little Xi's workbook again. What he wrote is valuable. If you don't like it, others will love it.”

Although Mu Jingzhe did not say that he was blind, Zhang Fei was not blind and could tell.

The way Mu Jingzhe looked at him was as if he had done something heinous.

Zhang Fei was so angry that he could barely breathe. He looked at Mu Jingzhe and then at the dumbfounded Shao Xi. He pointed sharply at them and said, “Good, very good. Mu Jingzhe, you are so good!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, convinced that Mu Jingzhe had done that on purpose.

He did not respect a teacher, so he would not let this be so easy!

Mu Jingzhe was also furious as he watched her leave. “What kind of behavior is this? You have eyes but can't see the Mountain?Tai 1, and you have no standards to appreciate it. Plus, you can't even accept criticism? ”

Mu Jingzhe was heartbroken. If there were more teachers like this, who knew how many talented students would be buried.

Shao Xi: “..

He took a deep breath and said, “Stop acting. Teacher is gone.”

“I'm not acting. I'm telling the truth.” Mu Jingzhe turned his head, thinking that Shao Xi was young and because his teacher did not approve of his work, he might not be confident anymore.

He took the next words seriously. “Shao Xi, your writing is very good. Is anything torn? You can't lose your papers. You have to save everything.”

Second-rate essays by literary giants were also rare treasures, so he had to keep them all.

As he looked at Mu Jingzhe's serious expression, Shao Xi did not know if this was genuine or fake.

“Which I wrote earlier was not torn, just this one. The rest is in the exercise book.”

Shao Xi's homework was left alone on the podium.

Mu Jingzhe quickly picked it up and carefully shook off the chalk dust. "Make sure you don't tear it."

Shao Xi looked at him. "You really think I'm a good writer?"

"of course. Why should I lie to you?”

Mu Jingzhe wanted to see it immediately, but his attention was quickly attracted by Shao Xi's hand, and he blew it away.

“Let's take care of your hands first.”

Shao Xi's expression was very stiff. This woman actually exploded in her hands?

Does she really think she's her mother?

Although he said that he would take care of his palm, there was actually no cure. All he did was chew on the wormwood leaves he found by the roadside and wrap them in his palm.

Since his hand had been wrapped, it was uncomfortable for him to eat. Mu Jingzhe wanted to feed her, but Shao Xi refused and insisted on eating by herself.

After she ate, Mu Jingzhe asked impatiently, "Shao Xi, can I see your other essays?"

Shao Xi wanted to refuse, but in the end, she nodded.

He wanted to see how far he could take this.

Mu Jingzhe was shocked after reading it.

“Waa.. Shao Xi, you are amazing. How did your little head get so smart? Where do these amazing ideas come from?”

Shao Xi: “???”