Chapter 10

Qiao Weimin used a lot of strength when he started. If she didn't get beaten from childhood, she couldn't bear it at that time, and she didn't do anything in the two days at home, so that the school teachers could see the face clearly.

And in the space, the pain on the body will be light, but the injury on the body is to maintain the original state, so it is so striking at this time.

"Teacher, I was stopped by a group of hoodlums when I went out from school on Friday night. Those people surrounded me and didn't let me go. They pretended to be familiar with me. Later, they dragged me to the alley. Fortunately, an uncle of the police passed by. Otherwise, I didn't know what would happen. But I was not lucky to be stared at. I don't blame anyone except those hoodlums , but I don't know who is spreading rumors at school, saying that I am colluding with a group of gangsters... "

"And those are the people who hit you in the face?" Mr. Jin asked with a frown.

This injury is not light. It's been two or three days. It's not only red and swollen, but also slightly bruised. It can be seen how cruel the man who started.

"No At that time, those people scared me, and finally I fainted The injury... " Jing Yunzhao's face was a little sad, and he continued: "it was my father who played..."

As soon as he said this, the present teacher took a breath of cool air.

As the best student in the middle school, Jing Yunzhao's family background is also concerned. All the teachers know that she has a stepfather named Qiao Weimin!

If it's a biological father, how can he have such a heavy hand?!

Mr. Jin suddenly stood up: "did he fight? Why did he hit you? Jingyunzhao, how do you talk to the teacher? What's the matter? Did you do something wrong to make your father angry? "

"It's nothing. It's the reason why a bowl of porridge is cold. I'm afraid that my stomach will be uncomfortable after drinking it, which will affect today's exam. So when it's hot, my father will slap me in the face of anger and let me drink the bowl of porridge clean." Jingyunzhao said casually, as if it was only a trivial matter in her eyes.

But it's different in the ears of several teachers.

How can we make the elders drink cold porridge? Is this Yunzhao treated so badly at home? Can't even eat hot porridge?

"That Jingyunzhao Doesn't your mother stop him? And your brothers and sisters... " Mr. Jin asked with half confidence.

Jing Yunzhao took a sniff. "My mother is not well, she can't care so much, and it's just such a small thing. A bowl of porridge won't kill her. Even if my mother knows it, she won't say more Mr. Jin, I'm used to things at home, but it doesn't matter. It's those gangsters I don't want to have another similar thing happen. Can the school help me to call the police? "

She is only 15 years old this year. Apart from her family, she can rely on the school. If she foolishly calls the police, she may only be laughed at again.

Looking at the light in jingyunzhao's eyes, Mr. Jin's heart suddenly shuddered.

The child never likes to talk in school, and he doesn't know why. Those students talk a lot about her, mostly about her arrogance and so on.

But strangely, all the teachers in the school like her very much.

Quiet and hard-working, I have never seen her bully or despise anyone. I'm afraid that if she didn't do well, she would not feel the existence.

"You can rest assured that such a big thing will not be ignored by the school. You go back to prepare for the exam first. I will study it with the director. It must be reported to the police. The same thing can never happen again!"