It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

      The beauty of the young boy here can be seen in the painting, if it weren't for the pustules and pimples on the face that ruin the picture, this scene is really refreshing.

    Ke Qingqing carried her bag and walked to the boy's side: "Let's go."

      The batch is annoyed and then drags its own hairstyle? What about grades? Then punish yourself for standing in the corridor tomorrow?

    "Go to your house!" Ke Qingqing smiled brightly: "What? You are not welcome?"

      Why go to your own house? Is this scarier than calling a parent?

      To fully understand your situation, I decided to conduct random interviews. You are the first student I have drawn. Are you lucky? Are you happy?"

     Lucky? happy? You really think too much. When you go to my house, you will definitely inform you that you will inevitably receive a meal of fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots as a late night snack.

    "My dad is very busy, he's not at home." The boy who killed Matt decided to struggle one last time.

    "Don't worry." Ke Qingqing patted the young boy on the shoulder and smiled very lovingly: "I called him at noon, he will be waiting for us at your house, let's go. "

    The boy who was forced to kill Matt had no choice but to take Ke Qingqing back to his home. The boy's father was already waiting at home.

    The father warmly welcomed Teacher Ke to the living room and sat down, and then began to scold the young Matt for killing: "Liu Jiaxuan! What trouble have you got into! Look at your yellow hair, you …”

    "Wait, wait!" Ke Qingqing waved his hand to interrupt him: "We haven't communicated yet, so you started to scold him?"

    "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Dad Liu quickly apologized to Ke Qingqing: "Mr. Ke, what do you think Liu Jiaxuan got into trouble at school? Did his hair not conform to the school rules? I Shave him later!"

    "No no, classmate Liu Jiaxuan, he did very well in school." Ke Qingqing nodded with a gratified smile at the young Matt, and then turned to Dad Liu: "Student Liu Jiaxuan is helpful, He often helps classmates to buy things, loves labor, and takes the initiative to clean up the trash cans on the playground. He has good classroom discipline and never disturbs other students in class. The day before yesterday, he did a thorough examination, and his grades have also improved significantly.”

    The eyeballs of the boy who stood beside him were almost falling out of their sockets, so what, Mr. Ke, are you sure that the person you are talking about is me?

     Shopping for a classmate? I only bought drinks for my good buddies.

    Cleaning the trash can on the playground? That's because trash cans on the basketball court are preventing me from playing.

    Don't disturb other students in class? I just slept in class.

    A significant improvement in test scores? The 100% test paper has increased from fifty-nine to sixty-one. Is this a significant improvement?

    Ke Qingqing, regardless of whether she has refreshed the three views of the little boy or not, ruthlessly praised the little boy who killed Matt to Dad Liu.

     "Student Liu Jiaxuan's performance is very outstanding, I am very pleased and ready to let him serve as the disciplinary committee of our class."

    The compliment from the head teacher made Liu's father emotional and couldn't help himself. His red face was very happy, he was more happy than talking about a big business, and kept asking Ke Qingqing: "Really? ? Liu Jiaxuan can still be a class cadre? Good good, great!"

    My God! Ever since he divorced Liu Jiaxuan's mother, the teacher complained as soon as he called, and he was criticized as soon as the parent-teacher meeting was held. No teacher has ever praised Liu Jiaxuan. This is the first time in history!

    Dad Liu, who was in a good mood, touched his good son who was sitting on the sidelines with loving eyes from time to time.

     Mr. Ke said that person is really me? Also, what the **** is a Disciplinary Committee? Can I say no?

    After nearly an hour of friendly communication, Ke Qingqing completed the home visit task and stood up to say goodbye.

    The excited father Liu touched his pocket when he sent Ke Qingqing out. From the three shopping cards prepared this afternoon, he took out the one with the largest denomination, and shook hands with Ke Qingqing to say goodbye The opportunity was in her hands.

    Dad Liu has practiced this many times on his clients, and he is very familiar and easy to do.

    After bribing Teacher Ke, Dad Liu smiled contentedly: "Thank you, teacher, you have taken so much trouble, and please teach Liu Jiaxuan well in the future. If he dares not to cooperate with you, just call me, See if I don't hit him."

    Looking at Dad Liu who was smiling happily, Ke Qingqing held the shopping card stuffed in his hand under his nose: "How much is there?"

      superior.

    Dad Liu's satisfied and happy smile froze on his face. He peeked at his son awkwardly, and smiled at Ke Qingqing: "Hehe, hehe, not much, just a few thousand dollars."

    "How many thousand?" Ke Qingqing persevered and asked, "Is there any more in the future?"

    The embarrassed father Liu really wondered if Ke Qingqing's IQ had run away from home, how could a teacher openly ask for bribes in front of students? However, Ke Qingqing had already asked the question under his nose, so he had no choice but to answer.

    "Five thousand, huh, Mr. Ke, if you need it, we will have it for the Spring Festival, Teacher's Day and Mid-Autumn Festival in the future." Father Liu glanced at his son again, doing this kind of illegal disorder in front of his son. What should I do if I'm a little too embarrassed about Ji?

      dad.

    "Liu Jiaxuan, I'm starting to envy you, your father really loves you." Ke Qingqing looked at Liu Jiaxuan and said to him seriously: "During the junior high school entrance examination, if I hinted to your father, I'm sure he won't be stingy."

      The young man lowered his head with red circles under her scorching eyes.

    "He loves you, maybe he can't express it, maybe he doesn't have time to accompany you, but he really loves you." Ke Qingqing laughed: "Suddenly remembered a sentence, used between you father and son The time is also suitable, those who are willing to spend money for you may not necessarily love you much, and those who are unwilling to spend money for you must not love you.”

      How long has it been since you took a closer look at this child?

    Dad Liu choked up and said to Liu Jiaxuan: "Mr. Ke is right, Dad really... loves you very much. Usually I'm too busy. Accompany you."

    After listening to his father's warm confession, the stubborn slaughtering boy also had red eyes.

     Farewell to Liu's father, Liu Jiaxuan sent Ke Qingqing to the gate of the community, Ke Qingqing pushed his little electric donkey and explained earnestly to Liu Jiaxuan who was walking beside him: "Children always have to leave their parents when they grow up. , Your parents divorced, it just moved the time forward, you are a brave child, you should learn to face this matter correctly."

      Qingqing stopped and looked at the little boy who killed Matt in front of him.

    Liu Jiaxuan's tears flowed silently, no, his various rebellions, in exchange for the ridicule and scolding of his parents, did not get the warm care he wanted.

    "Since this method doesn't work, why don't you try to be better?" Ke Qingqing patted the young boy on the shoulder: "Cut off the hair, improve the academic performance, and see what the result will be?"

    "You are a rebellious Killer Matt, your parents will love you too, but they will avoid you unconsciously, because thinking of you makes you feel bored."

    "If you are excellent in both character and study, then they will take the initiative to approach you and care about you, because thinking of you can make them proud and happy. Don't feel realistic, fear of trouble and good face is a common human problem , no one is exempt. Would you like to give it a try?"

    "I want to try." The little boy who killed Matt burst into tears.

    "Trust me, start working hard today and you will definitely get what you want." While comforting Liu Jiaxuan, Ke Qingqing took out a stack of test papers from her bag and handed it to him: " Go back and write it well and leave it to me on Thursday."

    Looking at Ke Qingqing stepping on the little electric donkey and walking away, the young man who killed Matt had mixed feelings. He lowered his head to touch the thickness of the test paper, and could no longer bear the sadness in his heart. The poor child went back crying with a thick stack of test papers.

    The morning reading class of the second and fifth grades of junior high school was inexplicably filled with a tense atmosphere, and several students who were beaten by Teacher Ke had their eyes red and swollen without exception.

    Yesterday was Mr. Ke's first shot. The whole class was paying attention to the follow-up development of the matter. The red and swollen eye circles of several classmates all showed that they were severely taught by Mr. Ke. .

    Students who dare to make mistakes the first time after the school leaders retreat, are naturally thorns in the class, and a few thorns hurt the nerves of all the students in the second and fifth classes.

    This makes the students who have been quietly watching the development of the follow-up events involuntarily tense their nerves. This new teacher is not easy to mess with?

    The last class teacher had torn apart the young couple who hadn't taken it apart for a year. Teacher Ke only shot once, and the two parted ways.

    Internet-addicted teenagers don’t bring their mobile phones to school anymore, and little painters don’t paint in class anymore.

    The most amazing thing is that Liu Jiaxuan, the teenager who killed Matt, actually served as the disciplinary committee in the class?

    Ke Qingqing became famous!

    The students in the second and fifth grades of junior high school are most afraid of Ke Qingqing's brain collapse. If this brain collapses, they will take the initiative to go to the office to find Teacher Ke after school.

    All the classmates who talked to Mr. Ke all cried bitterly and changed their minds, and from then on they immersed themselves in learning.

    Because Ke Qingqing's loving aunt has a dark heart under her smile, the classmates of the second and fifth grades kindly gave her the title of smiling tiger.

    Ke Qingqing, who was awarded the title of Laughing Tiger, stood on the podium and smiled more and more kindly. In the test, the total score of the second and fifth classes ranked first among the six classes in the second grade.

    The chubby Principal Zhang was so happy that he publicly praised Ke Qingqing at the faculty meeting more than once, and even threatened to take the mid-term and final exams if the grades in the second and fifth grades of junior high school could be in the second grade. Duan Wen came out on top, and after he had served Ke Qingqing for one year, he directly skipped the second grade and rated Ke Qingqing as a first-level teacher in a middle school!

    Yeah! Not bad! A middle-level teacher is only one step away from a senior teacher. If this class excels in the middle school entrance examination, the senior teacher will also have a competitive edge.

    Ke Qingqing thought about it, if he wanted to get the first grade in one year and the senior title in two years, he still needed to tighten the skin of these little brats. .

    This morning, she quietly hid in the back door of the classroom to peek at the early students in the class, to see if there were any chickens who dared to go against the wind and could be pulled out and killed by her.

    Yeah! These two small talkers are not bad. If you don't take advantage of your brain to memorize a few more theorem words or classical Chinese, what are you whispering about in the early morning? Games? Admission?

    After eavesdropping, Ke Qingqing is going to go in and capture these two guys as a model, and then walk forward, what is this?

    The smiling tiger Ke Qingqing was so angry that he couldn't laugh anymore. Look at the shoe prints on this classmate's back. Is this being bullied?

    Who? People who dare to move my smiling tiger!

    The furious Ke Qingqing couldn't care less about killing chickens, the shoe prints on this child made her angry, who was the killer? In this class? of this school?

    Ke Qingqing nodded with satisfaction. She had to recite aloud, read aloud, and speak aloud. It was her rule. Seeing that her classmates were so obedient, Ke Qingqing nodded and recited Start walking around the classroom.

    She stopped in front of the two classmates who were talking small talk just now.

    The hearts of the two little girls who were still whispering just now were tightened. While reading aloud, they paid attention to Ke Qingqing's hand from the corner of their eyes. My calf and stomach began to shiver, and my brain collapsed!

    Ke Qingqing's outstretched hand tapped the two of them on the table at will, and passed by, my God! The smiling tiger is so scary!

      The same goes for classes.

    Slowly patrolling in front of the beaten classmate, Ke Qingqing patted him on the shoulder and whispered: "Zhang Zihao, come out."

    After walking around the classroom, Ke Qingqing came to the corridor, the beaten hapless follow her, Ke Qingqing leaned on the railing and looked at the little boy: "Tell me, how? what's the matter?"

    "Ke, Mr. Ke, I didn't fight, I didn't do anything at once, can you please not tell my mother?"

    "You talk about what's going on first." Ke Qingqing was expressionless.

    The unfortunate child Zhang Zihao couldn't bear it any longer. He cried so hard that he had to pass a vocational high school on the way from his home to school. Start by giving you one more look in the crowd.

    One day this child passed by the gate of the vocational high school, and several condescending students dressed in school uniforms gathered at the school gate to smoke. Zhang Zihao, who has always been a good baby, has never seen such an outrageous thing, so he could not help but keep his eyes wide open. Bambi's eyes looked carefully at these bad boys.

    The strange eyes of the good baby stung the hearts of these delinquent teenagers, and poor Zhang Zihao was immediately pushed and shoved by several teenagers and held hostage to the back wall of the school, where he punched, kicked and slapped , and pocket money was stolen.

    From this day on, Zhang Zihao's nightmare of children's shoes began. These teenagers added his social software, and they would send him messages every few days, threatening him with pocket money. If things go wrong If these gangsters have the will, they will block Zhang Zihao on the only way to get to and from school, and being blocked will inevitably be a fat beating.

    No reason! Just because you look at you one more time to be treated like this? Are you so invisible?

    Ke Qingqing angrily asked the Fat Principal for instructions. The Fat Principal sent the Dean of Education and Ke Qingqing to go to the high school to negotiate. On the way, Ke Qingqing called the demon spirit to call the police.

    Ke Qingqing, who came with a lot of anger, was so imposing, the old guard of the vocational high school didn't dare to stop him, and trotted and took Ke Qingqing to the principal's office.

    The bald vocational high school principal wanted to make an official statement, but Ke Qingqing kicked over the coffee table placed in the reception area of ​​his office, and regardless of the dean's obstruction, jumped up in front of the bald principal and said arrogantly, "You Immediately call this group of people over to me! Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you face, and find them from class to class!"

    The dean of the school is playing hard and soft: "Oh, Principal Cheng, Mr. Ke has a temper and protects the calf, you should hurry and find these students, otherwise it will be ugly to find Mr. Ke from class to class. No? Besides, these undisciplined students should also be well educated and educated, don't care now, it will give you a headache when a catastrophe happens, is there still less social news now?"

    Principal Cheng found one based on the information in the social software provided by Zhang Zihao. He pulled out the radish and brought out the mud. It took less than half an hour. Except for the two who skipped classes and were not in school, the rest had bullied Zhang Zihao. The five or six little gangsters gathered together.

    The police uncle also arrived. Principal Cheng's office could not accommodate so many people, so everyone moved to the conference room.

    A group of thugs were ordered by Ke Qingqing to stand by the wall and call their parents, worried that these bear parents would not be able to shirk, Ke Qingqing forced the bald Principal Cheng to call one by one parents of these students.

    "You're going to be beaten just by looking at you?" Ke Qingqing sneered at the group of gangsters and swept them one by one with eyes that were comparable to X-rays. head.

    "How shameful are you? You can't be seen? What are you doing when you can't be seen? It's better to hide at home, no one can see you, it's you on the street Home? Or see you breaking the law? I'll watch it now, come on, come and teach me a lesson!"

    A group of teenagers bowed their heads and closed their eyes and no one dared to make a sound, Ke Qingqing looked at this group of things and said: "Come on, don't pretend to be dead! The imposing means of bullying your classmates Take it out, one by one, the boss and your second child, why are you so arrogant? What kind of good children are you pretending to be? A group of cowards who bully the soft and fear the hard!"

      Nothing has been accomplished." Ke Qingqing cut his teeth straight.

    "Mr. Ke! Don't overdo it, pay attention to your identity." The bald Principal Cheng interrupted Ke Qingqing in dissatisfaction.

    "Humph! Pay attention to my identity?" Ke Qingqing's anger turned to the bald Principal Cheng: "I am a teacher, my students have been hurt, what's wrong with me defending my students? Instead, it's you, Principal Cheng, look at what kind of students are in your school?"

    "One by one, they gathered to smoke, bully their classmates, and openly skip classes! As their principal, don't tell me that you don't know that students have such problems. You should take most of the responsibility for what happened today! "

    "You!" Principal Cheng stood up angrily, and was about to refute Ke Qingqing's words when Ke Qingqing spoke ahead of him: "What am I? Am I wrong?"

    "Please, Principal Cheng, go out and ask, see if your school still has a reputation for reputation, and see what the surrounding residents say about your students! In a vocational high school, she should also be a learning hall for teaching and educating people, not a care center for gangsters!"

    "Excessive! You are too much." Principal Cheng pointed at Ke Qingqing and started to tremble: "Young people don't know how high the sky is, how many years have I entered the education industry..."

    "Oh, old Cheng, don't get angry, don't get angry." The dean quickly helped Principal Cheng to sit down: "Young man, act impulsive and talk without considering the consequences, you are all seniors, don't Get to know her in general."

    "But Lao Cheng, it's time to rectify your school ethos, too. Let's guard against the minor ones! Look at these children, let it go now, what can you do if something big happens, then you will How ugly is it to ruin a lifetime of fame, do you think so?"

    After the dean said this, Principal Cheng slammed the table in anger: "What do you mean? Ah? I have to thank her for co-authoring and being scolded by her nose, right? Ah?"

    "Lao Cheng, you are too serious." The dean laughed like Maitreya and waved his hands again and again: "What thanks or not, she is a junior and can't be your thanks."

    "You, you! You two!" Principal Cheng clicked Ke Qingqing and then the dean, his blood pressure soared and he almost fainted.

    Just when Principal Cheng felt that he should take a blood pressure medicine, the parents of the students involved began to arrive one after another.

    Ke Qingqing saw that the people were about the same, and sneered at the little **** standing in a row in the corner: "Your parents are here too, now tell your father all the good things you did. Mom, if you dare to say something that doesn't match the facts, don't blame me for being rude to him!"

    Several gangsters were arrogant and arrogant, and the parents behaved differently. One or two looked embarrassed and glared at their children, one or two didn't care as if nothing had happened, and one or two actually accused Ke Qingqing Make a fuss about nothing?

    A middle-aged woman with heavy makeup and yellow wavy curly hair rolled her eyes at Ke Qingqing, looking at the sky and muttering to herself: "I've seen one with a wide tube, not yet. I've seen such a wide tube, I'm afraid they didn't grow up drinking sea water, right?"

    Ke Qingqing ignored her and said to several parents, "Now you all understand the cause and effect of the matter, tell me, what are you going to do about it?"

    "What to do? It's just a few quarrels between children, do you need to make such a fuss?" Wave curled over his eyelids with golden red eyeshadow, and pouted at Ke Qingqing , with a disdainful expression that was rather sluggish: "You are a teacher from a foreign school, don't you stretch your hands too long? Going to another school to reprimand other students? Is there something wrong?"

    "To accuse my teachers from outside the school of coming to discipline your children, is it lenient? You incompetents have taught your children to be gangsters, and I have helped you discipline your children, don't you say Thank me, everyone is still yin and yang, why are you so thick-skinned?" Ke Qingqing's extremely exaggerated tone made a group of parents look at each other in shock.

    "Look at this!" Ke Qingqing took Zhang Zihao over and stood with his back to the two of them. The intertwined shoe prints on the blue and white school uniforms were very eye-catching: "This is the spat in your mouth. What a mess? Hey! I really want to play with you like this too! Come on, come and play with me for a while!"

    Ke Qingqing stretched out his hand to pull the wavy curler and the glasses man, scaring them both back and forth.

    "Aiya, the boy is naughty by nature, and it's not important to play. This time it's our baby who is wrong. I apologize to you." Another middle-aged aunt smiled and opened her mouth. The gangster: "Baby apologizes to my brother, my brother forgives you, and we will still be good friends in the future."

    Assie! What kind of devil are these? Ke Qingqing was so angry that he was about to roar, no wonder people said that behind a bear child there must be a bear parent!

    Ke Qingqing pulled this 'baby' over and pushed him into the middle of the group of gangsters, pointing to the shoe print on Zhang Zihao's back and giving the aunt a gloomy smile: "Your baby is like this My students play? My dear students want to play with him now."

    "Zhang Zihao!" Ke Qingqing suddenly stopped drinking.

    "Here!" Zhang Zihao was well-trained to respond loudly, and the poor child was trained to reflex by the tigress.

    Ke Qingqing did not allow the students in her class to hum and squeak, and every time she was called to answer a question, if the voice was not loud enough, she would be punished to sing the national anthem loudly on the playground, in order to avoid being surrounded by people on the playground When the national anthem is sung, the students in the second and fifth classes of the junior high school should arrive and answer questions, all of which are loud and imposing like a rainbow.

    "How do they play with you, how do you play with them." Ke Qingqing glanced at a few parents and explained to Zhang Zihao: "Don't be afraid, just go! If you have any questions, I will give you bear."

    Zhang Zihao's face flushed red. It's not that he didn't want to resist, but he just couldn't beat a group of others. Can he really resist now? The pain of being crushed on the ground, the humiliation of being slapped, and the pocket money that was stolen flashed in front of him, the little boy became more and more angry, and his small chest began to rise and fall.

    "Go, just play with them!" Ke Qingqing pushed Zhang Zihao, who had reached the peak of his anger, and rushed over like a cannonball, punching and kicking the gangsters standing in a row. He jumped up and slapped one of them.

      To pull Zhang Zihao.

    "What are you doing, little brat! Dare to beat my son!"

    "How can you be like this? You are too embarrassed to beat someone when they stand still?"

    "Are you a teacher who does this? Encourage students to beat people?"

    "How do you behave as a teacher? I'm going to the Education Bureau to complain about you!"

    "Did you see the police comrades? They dare to beat people in front of you, it's just lawless!"

    The bear parents, who had always been indifferent and indifferent, were angry, and one by one, they surrounded Ke Qingqing with emotion and began to attack her angrily.

    "My God!" Ke Qingqing stared at the group of parents with a high voice and started her performance: "Why are you so excited? What are you beating? How can this be called beating? Do you have eyes to see clearly? It's just a group of children playing together! Beating people? Do teenage children know what it means to beat people?

    Several parents were stunned by her brazen arguments, and they all forgot to reason with her.

    "Ah!" She suddenly stunned everyone in the conference room: "I see! Are you worried that your child will hurt or hurt when you play like this? That's why you are doing this. Excited? Oops~ It's okay! Hehehe~ Boys are naughty, and it's easy to be unimportant when they play! Don't worry, everyone, I will criticize him."

    Ke Qingqing turned around and pulled Zhang Zihao out from behind him: "Come on, baby, apologize to uncles, aunts and brothers, saying that you didn't do it on purpose."

    Ke Qingqing raised her head and glanced at the bear parents, and said rather beatingly, "They will definitely forgive you!"