I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Jian Yi, who has always been calm and calm, did not change her face before Mount Tai collapsed, but this time she was the first to lose her temper.

After all, if "I don't have a father" again, Jian Yi can't help but let herself have no son today.

Jian Yi originally planned to see it out of sight, but when Jian Xiyan finished writing the composition of at least 200 words, he signed his name hastily.

But the new head teacher seems to know the tricks of these parents, for fear that the parents are too busy to help their children.

Therefore, on the phone, I also specifically asked to record the pictures of the parents supervising the children when they were writing essays as a video, and hand them over to him along with the essays when the school started.

All roads were blocked.

So, he made a direct call to Lu Junhan.

In a very commercial, negotiating solemn tone, he said, "Tell me, how much will it cost you to send this head teacher to teach in Africa?"

Lu Junhan: "..."

Neuropathy.

The second caller was Zhang Dazhuang.

Rewriting the "composition" reminded him of his long black and beautiful hair at the parent-teacher meeting last time, his eyes were very large, and he looked particularly white, even whiter than the little white dog raised by Zhang Yiming. , I saw Zhang Yiming giggling next to him in the live broadcast room watching his sister Lili.

In a fit of anger, he slapped the man severely.

This just took some time.

On the phone, along with Zhang Yiming's heart-wrenching cry, Zhang Dazhuang's simple and honest voice sounded:

"Mr. Lu, look at our friendship for so many years, why don't you let the teacher avoid my stinky boy's composition this time, his hand was accidentally mutilated by me just now, and he can't do his homework, really no way! It may not be good to start school.”

Lu Junhan: "..."

The third is Qu Sinian. After hearing that he was going to write an essay again, he held a heavy heart and ended a game of hide and seek with Qu Qianqian. He kept calling Lu Junhan. Hard voice:

"Mr. Lu, if you don't think so, you can ask the teacher to replace the requirement with the parent writing the essay. Well, just write about my child, and then the child will supervise it. I suddenly want to write the essay, really."

Lu Junhan: "..."

It took only ten minutes for the new head teacher to call.

The three parents have begun to approach the brink of collapse, and they have lost all reason.

I knew that it was impossible to change the teacher. After all, the new head teacher, apart from this, really had no choice in other places. He had rich teaching experience and was very patient with the children. The children liked him very much. I don't know where to find another one like this.

But they just had a shred of hope.

In case, that new head teacher takes the initiative to go to Africa to dig coal... Oh, no, what about teaching?

Not only were the three of them in a trance, but the rest of Lu Junhan was not much better.

In particular, seeing that the little girl has been extremely excited to take out the writing text from her schoolbag, she took out two sharpened pencils, put them aside, rolled up her sleeves, and looked at it and planned to do a great job, writing. It's dozens of pages of "My Dad".

Lu Junhan's face was already stiff and couldn't be stiffer.

To use the buzzword on the Internet, it is probably "one step away from death."

The viewers who didn't know the truth and the people in the program group were very excited. At least the little girl didn't watch TV anymore, and she was so positive that she actually had to do her homework!

The audience inexplicably gave birth to a kind of sadness that "the female goose is finally no longer doing her job, and she is going to start working hard". She was moved and really wanted to cry, and wished that Xiao Luli should write quickly and write more.

He also desperately sent comments to urge the photographer to let him put the camera in a little bit. They want to see how their daughter is serious and cute with her homework!

The photographer is carrying the camera, and the whole person is also very excited, and finally has work to do! Finally, I don't have to take pictures of Sheriff Black Cat anymore! ! !

He pointed the camera at the little girl's clean and tidy writing text. The little girl was lying on the coffee table, holding a pencil in her hand, the tip of the pen fell on the paper, and she was about to start writing the topic carefully and stroke by stroke.

However, the "I" on the nib of the pen has not yet finished writing, and a thin, slender and fair-skinned finger with distinct joints, like a work of art, suddenly appeared in the camera lens, pressing directly on the text with a sense of strength.

The audience could see at a glance whose hand it was.

After all, who else is sitting next to the little girl besides her father!

The audience was very excited, just when they screamed for this good-looking finger, and even couldn't help licking the screen.

The man's slightly low and magnetic voice rang above the little girl's head:

"I'll do my homework tomorrow. Watch TV now."

As soon as he said this, he finally hoped that the little girl would be positive, work hard, and start her homework. The audience, as well as the program crew, all shouted in their hearts:

Do not! ! !

Dad Lu, don't spoil Lili so much!

This is not right!

You let her learn! Better learn to die! !

Fortunately, the little girl herself also wants to be motivated.

Facing her father's very depraved demands, she puffed out her face and shook her head into a rattle: "People don't want to watch TV, they want to write about Dad now!"

snort!

Dad is the most important thing!

The black cat on TV is no match for Dad!

Saying that, the little girl seemed a little dissatisfied when she saw the TV that was still on. She pouted, found the remote control, and turned off the TV with a touch of her hand.

Obviously, she wants to devote herself to the composition and write her best and best father!

Lu Junhan: "..."

Seeing the procrastination plan fail.

The little girl's title "My Dad" has also been written.

Seeing that the tip of her pencil fell to the next line, she was about to start writing the text.

Lu Junhan stretched out his hand to hold her down again, and met the confused and clear eyes of the little girl who looked over.

Lu Junhan's handsome and indifferent face didn't show any emotional changes, he just said calmly:

"Wait for your sister Qianqian and the others to come. When they come, you can write with them, otherwise they will be jealous if you write so fast."

The little girl used to do homework with Qu Qianqian and the others, and the four of them sat together to write the composition for the last parent meeting.

Sure enough, the little girl didn't suspect that her father was lying to her, she just believed it.

Not only did he believe it, but he also happily picked up his small mobile phone——

Song Qingwan bought this phone for her during the winter vacation when she saw that the little girl was so bored that she could only watch TV.

Thinking, in this way, not only can watch TV to pass the time, but also play mobile games to pass the time.

It's more of an entertainment.

Then, Lu Junhan looked at it like this. The little girl opened WeChat, clicked into a certain group of 4, and excitedly sent a milky voice over:

"Sister Qianqian, brother Yiming, and brother Xiyan, my father said you want to come to me to do your homework. When are you coming? They are at home now."

Lu Junhan: "..."

[Lu Junhan: Don't ask, your face hurts if you ask!

Can't think of it! This time the group of four was assembled by Dad alone! 】