Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

He Can’s mother’s face was suddenly difficult to look at, but Qi Xiaoyan seemed to be unconscious. A pair of cold eyes locked her tightly: "Do you know that intelligence is related to heredity? Will you be admitted when you were a few years old? University, what's the total score? Won several awards at the provincial level or above? Published several academic papers? If you think your child is not learning well, maybe you can reflect on it before asking her if she is working hard enough. Own genes."

Yang Wei: "..."

Professor Qi deserves to be Professor Qi, simply poking his heart.When his students have to have a strong psychological endurance.

He Can’s mother was also questioned by his series of questions, and the tremor that appeared in her eyes seemed to be deeply reflecting on her genes.

Qi Xiaoyan's cold voice sounded again: "No matter how good the children of others are, they will not call your mother."

As soon as He Can's mother froze, even He Can looked up at him with his head upturned, his eyes flashing with admiration unique to little girls.

After the mother and daughter walked into the school, Yang Wei exhaled and said to Qi: "Professor Qi, why do you have such a big temper?" He usually quarrels with himself as a serious discussion of academics. Such simple and crude anger is rare.

Qi Xiaoyan didn't answer, he turned and stepped on Audi, reminded before the car started: "I'll pick you up this afternoon."

Yang Wei stood at the door of the school and watched the car drive away, pouted, and hung a smile as usual and walked into the school.

The office was particularly lively today, and Yang Wei heard the voice in the corridor.When she went in, the people were suddenly quiet for a second, and then Teacher Yao came to her with a fuss: "I heard that you were robbed last night? Did you get injured?"

Teacher Luo also squeezed over and asked, "Mr. Yang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yang Wei smiled at them and walked to his place. "Should you give priority to He Can than me?"

Teacher Yao shrugged: "I was away from home when I was a kid, but I heard that the class leader was very angry last night."

"Who listens to it?"

"Security at the door." Teacher Yao sat down on his chair and asked Yang Wei punically, "What have you lost?"

Yang Wei sniffed and said, "Wallet and mobile phone."

Teacher Yao's eyes widened: "Does your wallet have tens of thousands?"

Yang Wei covered her heart in pain: "Please don't mention it."

Teacher Yao shut his mouth cooperatively.Yang Wei packed his things and walked to the classroom of the second grade of fifth grade.

The classroom is also as lively as the office, because Yang Wei called his classmates yesterday, and it is no secret that He Can ran away from home. Yang Wei can’t predict that it will be known to all graders in the morning.

A few girls who were better than He Can in the class were tweeting around her, and even the class leader stood next to her to guide her.Yang Wei clapped her hands and reminded: "Okay, I went back to my seat and started reading early."

The students returned to their seats in a row, and Liang Minghao sat in the last row and shouted to her: "Mr. Yang, were you robbed last night?"

Yang Wei made a shriveled smile: "It has been reported, and students should pay more attention to personal safety."

Gu Lei in the front row of Liang Minghao asked briskly, "Is it money or money?"

Yang Wei took a deep breath and smiled at him: "Classmate Gu Lei, just now Teacher Dai said that you failed the last language test. You may need to give a speech to the podium alone at the parent meeting."

Gu Lei: "..."

If that were the case, he would be killed by his dad without any care.

"Mr. Yang, saving one's life is better than making a seven-level float."

Yang Wei continued to smile: "You don't want to give a speech, go back today and copy "Yueyang Tower" ten times, and give it to me tomorrow."