"Watch your words!"
Jiang Cheng shouted loudly, his eyes as sharp as a blade, sending a chill down one’s spine while also instilling fear.
"Teacher Yang, let me make it clear to you, we as parents accept that our Shen Yue isn’t doing well in her studies."
"Moreover, just because Shen Yue doesn’t score well doesn’t mean she has any character issues."
"In fact, she gets along well with classmates, cherishes her friends, has her own interests, and works hard for her dreams."
"Wearing good clothes is only because our family can afford it. What seems flashy to you is normal in our home."
"What you see as a big issue is trivial to us. Please refrain from using personal bias to critique a student in public!"
Jiang Cheng enunciated each word clearly and forcefully.
The parent who strongly agreed with her clapped and cheered directly after she finished speaking.
"Well said!"
Her son wasn’t doing well in school either, but he is kind and straightforward, not at all as "bad" as the teacher claimed.
Teacher Yang across from them was furious, her eyebrows knitted together.
"Fine, now I see why Shen Yue is the way she is, it’s because parents like you are enabling her!"
"Being a student who doesn’t study well is a mistake! It’s shameful to keep making excuses for it. I’ve seen it all today."
Jiang Cheng’s fists were clenched.
If it weren’t for Shen Que holding her back, she would have slapped her by now.
Jiang Cheng let out a cold laugh, staring at Teacher Yang opposite her.
"How can someone like you become a teacher? Narrow-minded, short-sighted, stubborn; I’d even be hesitant to have you guard my house!"
"I rarely use authority to oppress, but Teacher Yang, you should consider yourself lucky because you’re the first!"
Upon hearing Jiang Cheng’s words, Teacher Yang was unaffected, thinking her moral compass was unyielding.
"Being wealthy makes you impressive! Let me tell you, I stand upright and fear nothing!"
Jiang Cheng scoffed disdainfully.
"Stop tainting the phrase with your false righteousness. You don’t even understand human language; I have no desire to communicate with you."
Jiang Cheng turned to leave, as Teacher Yang scoffed dismissively, "Have to leave when you’re guilty, huh."
"You better shut up, Yang. I might stop my wife from hitting you, but I won’t stop myself."
Shen Que’s hawk-like gaze locked on Teacher Yang, an aura of having weathered bloody battles, silencing Teacher Yang entirely.
Shen Que gave her a mocking smile, then left with Jiang Cheng.
The parent who had been watching called out loudly to Teacher Yang, "My son is a good kid!"
"Grades aren’t the only measure of a student!"
"Chen Shimei had good grades but still got punished by Bao Zheng!"
After shouting this in one breath, the parent proudly turned and walked out with head held high.
At the doorway, she saw her foolish son looking touched and smacked him on the head.
"Why are you crying? Just because I said that doesn’t mean you’re free now! You still need to study!"
"Mom——"
"Don’t ’Mom’ me!"
The woman turned her head and walked away.
The surrounding students, quite lively, along with some nearby teachers, held back their laughter, looking at Teacher Yang with meaningful glances.
Some teachers silently critiqued: serves you right!
Always criticizing anyone who dresses well, including teachers.
Whenever a teacher dressed nicely, she’d remind them to focus on teaching.
Yet you dress plainly and haven’t shown better teaching results either.
Teacher Yang, fuming inside the classroom, called the students back, but even after several minutes, there was no sign of Shen Yue.
"Where is Shen Yue!"
Shen Yue’s deskmate, the little girl who borrowed books from Jiang Cheng’s house, stood up straight.


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