People gathered around to watch the announcement, and some people shouted and read out the announcement, causing a lot of noise.
Today’s government schools are also affected by this incident.
In the beginner’s class, the master was not in the mood to lecture and let the young children read in the morning by themselves.
The wife was sitting at the front desk, and the children were reading aloud. Mi Feixue, the only silent one among them, stood out. There were children who peeked at her with envious eyes, but no one dared to say a word to her.
After reading this intermittently for ten times, the master asked them to write the article silently and wait for an examination when they came back, then stood up and left the podium.
The children responded in unison, and after ten seconds of watching the master leave, they all gathered together to laugh and play like wild horses.
“Wen Qingpo hasn’t been to the school for a long time. I’m so envious of him.”
“What are you envious of? His father was arrested and sent to jail. Many people in the family died last night.”
“Ah? Someone died last night! What happened?”
“My dad told me to stay away from Wen Qingpo in the future. His family is in big trouble!”
“I also know. My mother also told me today. She originally said she would give me a day off today, but my father didn’t agree.”
The children of various ages talked to each other, and the topic was all about the accident at the Wen family last night, but their focus was more on whether this incident could prevent them from coming to school for a few days.
boom.
In order to get closer to talk, a child accidentally bumped into the corner of a waiter’s table while pushing.
“Ah! Who -” the child cursed angrily. When he turned his head, he saw a pair of dark and indifferent black eyes. The complaining words were held in his throat, like a little duck whose neck was suddenly strangled.
The children nearby also turned to look over, and then all the sounds disappeared.
They saw that the table was knocked crooked, and the inkstone on the table spilled out, ruining most of the neatly written article on the white paper.
The child who was hurt by the collision had stopped crying just now, but now that he noticed the accident he had accidentally caused, his face turned pale with fright and his eyes turned red.
The other novice children were also silent, including Wang, the oldest child among them, who was eight or nine years old. He also kept silent.
“Young master,” the little boy’s book boy had to rush over and said to his young master bravely, “Can you apologize?”
The boy regained some courage, trembled his lips and said to Mi Feixue: “Yes, yes, I’m sorry, I, I, I didn’t mean to do it. I’ll help you write a reply. Come back?”
Mi Feixue looked at the child’s desk. In the row in front of her, the writing on the white paper on the desk was ugly and fat.
She shook her head without hesitation.
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