Ma Wei returned home angrily, and Jiang and Mian were watching a movie in the video room. He watched an old French film, the tone was dark blue, and when the male protagonist and his first love were about to kiss, the door of the video room was pushed open by Ma Wei.
"Jiang and Mian!" Her sharp scolding voice overshadowed the soundtrack, "How can your grades be so bad!" Do you know how humiliating I am today! Today is ma Wei's
first time to attend Jiang Youmian's parent-teacher meeting, the class teacher three times and four times please call several times, she canceled the beauty salon appointment, at 1:30 p.m. stepped on the point to find her son's class.
When she arrived, the teacher was already analyzing the children's performance distribution with the parents on the podium, and Ma Wei stood at the door and knocked on the door, asking: "Teacher, is Jiang and Mian from this class?" The
teacher glanced at her, nodded with his chin at the empty position in the middle of the classroom, and continued to analyze. Ma Wei walked in with high heels in the eyes of the parents and sat down.
On the table was a transcript of the first monthly examination of the first semester of Jiang and Mian's second year of high school, she looked down from the top, the scores were OK, more than eighty points, more than ninety points, to the end of a look at the ranking, 49.
Ma Wei felt that this ranking did not seem to be very decent, she turned her face sideways, and asked the students sitting at the neighboring table in a delicate voice: "How many people are there in this class?" The student's
parent was listening carefully to the teacher's speech, but he didn't look at Ma Wei and said, "49." Ma Wei's
eyes were black, and the full score of feelings was one hundred and five.
"Some students," the teacher suddenly paused, looked at Ma Wei, and other parents looked at him one after another, "the mind does not have to be in the study, every day in a trance, I think there is a parent's reason for this." TThis
is not about Jiang and Mian. Some parents began to whisper, and Ma Wei also knew that the teacher was referring to himself, his face was a little hot, and his heart was also very uncomfortable. But the teacher did not stop, and scolded Ma Wei for almost twenty minutes. Ma Wei had never been so angry in her life, and when the teacher named a classmate surnamed Jiang to sleep in class, she finally couldn't stand it.
"Time in class is important, and so is time after school—" The teacher suddenly stopped, and the parents moved their eyes from the teacher to the center of the classroom as Ma Wei stood up.
Ma Wei is very beautiful, young, a big wave, exquisite makeup, walking swaying posture, completely unlike the mother of a high school sophomore.
Of course, in fact, she is not a qualified mother.
"Teacher," she nodded at the teacher, "I still have something to do, go first." Out
of the classroom, she went straight home and vented at Jiang and Mian, who sat down and listened to her hysterically scolding herself.
The woman in the movie saw the black shadow in the tree shadow and screamed in horror. Ma Weizheng said that when she was in her twenties pregnant with Jiang Youmian and gained a few kilograms, her train of thought was interrupted, she wanted to grab the remote control on the side of the seat to press the movie off, and the back of her hand was held down by Jiang Andmian. He was still sitting in his chair and looked up at Ma Wei expressionlessly.
Ma Wei was startled by his gloomy gaze, as if a thorn had stuck in her throat, and only then did she stutter, "What are you doing looking at me like this?" Mom, will Mom hurt you? <
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