Chapter 6

The teacher's office fell into silence.

But everyone knew this was the calm before the storm.

Once a student makes up their mind not to listen to the teacher, before the parents arrive, let alone Li Tie Rod, even Li Tie Rod's thousand-pound stick is useless.

Who isn't a Monkey King destined for heaven?

Who doesn't have a Ruyi Golden Cudgel?

Who can't rise up and swing a thousand-pound stick?

Other teachers in the office were even secretly pleased.

After all, although Li Tie Rod is a teacher, she is also a small leader, always arrogant and known for being tough, and has often been persuaded to be softer, but she has always topped it back with high-sounding words.

Now that the tough has met the tougher.

It can also let her feel what everyone feels on a daily basis.

Only Pan Shuai, the lick-dog, felt truly sorry for his goddess, worried that she wouldn't be able to get off the stage and couldn't swallow this breath.

Especially looking at He Chen, who was calm and didn't take what just happened to heart at all, he was even more worried.

Time passed minute by minute.

The first to rush over was a middle-aged woman. As soon as she entered the door and introduced herself, she apologized to Li Tie Rod repeatedly.

One was Ji Yangyang's mother, with a gentle voice.

The other was Fang Yifan's mother, whose temper looked very impatient. She didn't apologize to the teacher for long before turning her head to stare and roar at her son, even rolling up her sleeves to take action, and only suppressed her anger under the persuasion of the teachers.

When the matter was explained, Ji Yangyang's mother's face changed, and she pulled her son to care about his body, but was dodged by Ji Yangyang uncomfortably. When her gaze fell on He Chen, who was standing at the door, she was already dissatisfied.

Everyone loves their own son.

No matter how much she supports her husband's face and shows a virtuous and grounded side that doesn't detach from the masses, if it were Fang Yifan who fought with her son, she could stand in the other party's position and view this matter gently.

But the premise is that her son cannot be beaten until he screams and cries.

That is a completely different nature.

"I warned him repeatedly in advance, but he didn't listen and insisted on coming to hit me. Can't I just be like the security guard brother taught by Li Laoshi, learn from the security guard brother who has to support his family, lower my head, get beaten by the young master first, and then wait for you to preside over justice for us little people, and then take your young master back after he punishes himself with three cups of wine?"

He Chen's words made Ji's mother unable to maintain her elegant noble posture, made Li Tie Rod's face turn blacker and blacker, and made the lick-dog Pan Shuai smile bitterly.

Sure enough, it was endless. Goddess, oh goddess, why did you have to provoke such a student!

"What are you being sarcastic about!" Ji's mother couldn't speak, but Li Tie Rod couldn't hold it back and scolded: "Who punished themselves with three cups of wine?"

"If not punishing yourself with three cups of wine, what else can you do?" He Chen mocked: "Is it possible to really do something to your precious son? Besides, can you control him? If you could control him, there wouldn't be so many pit-father idiots!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Ji Yangyang, who was angry again: "Oh, right, he is noble and great, saying he doesn't rely on his district head father.

He is a high school student who can drive a 3 million Ferrari, relying on his very rich uncle!

And he is very proud to say that his very rich uncle didn't make his fortune relying on his district head father!

It just so happens that his very rich uncle's sister is here, can you answer my previous question, how come the relatives of leaders' families are all so rich?

Is it really that they are all so talented, and then so wealthy?

Or is it that they are so wealthy, and then talented?

To put it in a high-EQ way, are kings and nobles born with seeds?

To put it in a low-EQ way, do dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes to phoenixes, and do mice's sons know how to dig holes?

But how can there be sayings like 'tiger father, dog son' and 'pit-father loser'?

So what is going on?

I am very puzzled!"

"We are talking about you fighting, don't talk about other things!" Fang Yifan's mother, who had been watching from the sidelines and figured out the situation, immediately spoke up to help Ji's mother, who was being blocked from speaking.

"Am I talking about other things?" He Chen looked at this familiar face and mocked: "You are dressed like this, you look like a so-called social elite, what are you pretending to be confused about!

Don't you know that what I'm saying now is the real deciding factor in how this matter is finally resolved?

How the truth is, how the reasoning is, it doesn't matter.

Having a big fist is the hard truth."

"You are too extreme and cynical!" Ji's mother frowned and spoke.

"Is that so?" He Chen smiled: "The sons you two raised are all people who use their hands at every turn.

Li Laoshi said that a child's first teacher is their parents, and what kind of parents should raise what kind of children.

So she doesn't reason or debate the truth with us at all, and insists on calling parents directly, isn't it just to see whose 'fist' is harder among the parents?

By then, the 'problem' will naturally be solved, isn't it?

If you really think I'm cynical and think having a big fist is the hard truth is too extreme, why do your children, and their teacher, all believe that having a big fist is the hard truth?"

"..." Ji's mother and Fang's mother were speechless.

Ji's mother couldn't say that because of work reasons, she and her husband had left the child to the child's grandparents since childhood, and she basically attended parent meetings through the child's uncle. Only now had she just returned, and they hadn't done the parental teaching they should have done.

And Fang's mother had nothing to say.

Because she had an impatient temper at home and used her hands at every turn. When she first arrived, she almost couldn't help but give her son a few hits.

According to what He Chen said, the root cause of her son fighting was still her pot, which was a topic she was unwilling to accept but didn't want to talk more about.

Because it seemed that what he said really made sense...

Li Tie Rod's face was livid, and she was furious because He Chen kept implying and mocking her.

But if you want to say He Chen is talking nonsense?

When she was anxious just now, she did hold the intention of hurting He Chen and said, "Professor Ruan is a professor at a prestigious university, how could she adopt someone like you."

And these words, according to He Chen's rhetoric now, can indeed be understood as her agreeing with "Li Laoshi said that a child's first teacher is their parents, and what kind of parents should raise what kind of children."

It's not her original words, but she indeed had this meaning...

But when did she say to let the parents compete whose "fist is harder"?

Even if it looked a bit like that, she really didn't think so!

This He Chen is not just extreme, he is simply vengeful!

If she had known he was like this, perhaps she wouldn't have... She hurriedly interrupted the thought that emerged in her heart!

How could she admit defeat to an extreme student who caused trouble!

Not to mention that she was still in the right!

Thinking that she was forced to have such a thought, she was ashamed and angry, and her face became even uglier.

Which made the lick-dog Pan Shuai feel sorry for her.

"Professor Ruan!"

Just when the scene was dead silent again by the little genius of cold-field He Chen, a happy voice came from outside the door.

"Professor Ruan is here!"

When the middle-aged beautiful woman with classical and graceful temperament and soft and elegant expression walked in, there was a commotion in the office, and everyone greeted her one after another.

Ji's mother and Fang's mother also had some beauty, especially Fang's mother, who was fashionably dressed, and the luxury bag she carried was as high as 70,000, and she tried her best to bring her own advantages into play.

She did indeed do it, making people's eyes shine through careful dressing.

But compared with the incoming Professor Ruan, it immediately made people understand that those ancient scholars who often said "several times or dozens of times better than me," "a pack horse compared to a Qilin, a cold crow compared to a phoenix," "stars compared to the bright moon," etc., were not all exaggerations, but true facts.