Teacher Six: I’ve been in the rain, you want to hold an umbrella
8 "Parents!" Teacher, I was wrong!

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"Parents" Are Numbed! Teacher, I was wrong!

In the principal's office.

The principal was drinking tea and reading the recent headlines.

He was worried that he would choke if he continued watching Su Bai's lesson, so he left the live broadcast room.

He began to browse the social media platform.

Because of the accumulation of big data.

His phone was filled with famous aphorisms, historical stories, and essays.

In a short while, the article on the page was finished.

The principal clicked on the refresh button.

With the popularity of smart phones over the years, coupled with the need for schools to constantly adapt to the new technology in society, he had long been familiar with the use of smart phones like young people.

After refreshing.

The image on the phone was refreshed.

It was completely different from before.

It was at the top of the phone.

A headline caught the principal's attention.

After #00, the teacher began to tear the umbrella. I have been in the rain all these years, and none of you can fall behind.#

"What kind of article is this?"

"Prose?"

Looking at the title, it seemed to be an essay with a sad title.

And the principal, who had a great interest in prose.

He immediately clicked in.

When the article loaded, he saw the first picture.

The principal spat out a mouthful of tea.

Puff!

Cough, cough, cough!

What's going on? Isn't this Su Bai?

He was watching Su Bai's stream just now.

Why is it on the news now?

After 00, the teacher began to tear the umbrella because he had been caught in the rain…

He recalled the title of the article again.

The principal spat out another mouthful of tea.

It turned out to be this kind of umbrella tearing!

"No, we have to go and take a look. It's fine if it's a good image. If it's a bad image, the school will be embarrassed.”

The principal had many considerations.

Other than whether the school teachers were on the news, he was more concerned about the school's image in the hearts of the netizens.

He immediately picked up his phone and entered the live broadcast room.

He was shocked.

The screen was filled with bullet comments, and even the words could not be seen clearly.

From time to time, there would be a few planes and rockets.

He knew that it was a gift and that he had spent money on it.

"Isn't this a live broadcast of a lesson? Are netizens so eager to learn these days?"

Then, he looked at the number of people online in the live broadcast room.

The principal was dumbfounded.

"350,000?"

350,000 views online!

Was this the number of people a teaching live broadcast room could have?

Although he was also a teacher.

But he also understood.

After many students entered society, they became less interested in studying.

Even if he wanted to study, he would no longer study the knowledge from the books in school.

After all, it was too basic, and the school would not teach them to earn money.

Nowadays, even if impetuous people attended classes, they would still attend classes that they felt could make money from.

But this time, he didn't know what was going on.

It was a live teaching broadcast organized by their junior high school.

Because it was a trial operation, they only found a live broadcast platform and opened a live broadcast room.

There was no password, so everyone could enter.

After all, they also knew that most people would leave after watching a video of a school class.

He wouldn't take it to heart.

However, he did not expect this.

It had only been less than a morning since the livestream started.

How did it attract so many people to watch it online?

Moreover, it was so popular that it made the headlines recently!

"What exactly happened?"

The principal closed the bullet screen with a puzzled look.

Then, he looked at the live broadcast room.

In the live broadcast room.

Su Bai was handing a ferule to Uncle Wang.

"This parent, why don't you give it a try?"

Because of money.

Uncle Wang could only bite the bullet and take the ferule.

After all, this child still refused to tell the truth.

Then he could only brace himself and continue acting.

She kept winking at Li Junhao.

She had to quickly tell the teacher the truth.

Otherwise, they would have to fight for real.

However, he did not know.

The current Li Junhao had made several mistakes in a row.

How could he dare to tell the teacher the truth?

Otherwise, wouldn't his money be wasted?

That was a week's worth of pocket money.

Looking at the ferule that was handed over, Uncle Wang reached out and took it.

As soon as he took it, his hand sank.

He frowned slightly.

"So heavy?"

This ferule was enough to fight outside.

On the contrary, hitting a child here was a little

He took the ferule and gently tested it twice.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The surrounding air was shattered again.

It was indeed very handy.

This teacher was telling the truth!

It was indeed very sturdy.

Uncle Wang looked troubled.

It felt like he was riding a tiger and was unable to back down.

He pondered for a while.

There was no other way.

Helpless.

He could only walk toward Li Junhao with the ferule in his hand.

"Son, did you do your summer homework or not?”

"No, I didn't write it. Dad, Teacher, I was wrong.”

Li Junhao was forced to retreat step by step. Soon, he had retreated to the wall of the classroom.

With his back against the wall, he had nowhere to retreat.

A large word was placed on the wall.

He raised his head.

A look of despair appeared on his face.

The students in the class also held their eyes and peeked through the gaps in their hands.

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