Chapter 922 This is the fate of your letter

  But it’s not over yet—

Behind   [Happy] is a series of ruthless mechanical sounds:

  [Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha]

  The electronic sound "ha" six times.

   is very real and clear, restoring the joy of the Jianxiyan children at that time.

  His happiness is real happiness, without half adulteration.

  The voice broadcast is over here, and there is no sound.

  The audience fell into dead silence.

Jian Yi's face was so cold that he couldn't look at it at all. He bent down, sneered, and stretched out his big hand, directly taking out the delicate young Zhengtai who was shrunk under the table, "Happy, isn't it? Hahaha right?!"

  Jian Yi stared at him coldly and said, "I promise that waiting will make you happier!"

  Jane Western saying: "..."

   Immediately afterwards, Jian Yi said nothing, regardless of Jian Xi's struggle, calmly walked out of the classroom!

  Not long after, there was a loud cry of sadness outside.

  The little milk with a deep crying voice.

The hearer sighed, listening to tears.

   Zhang Dazhuang was the first to react, his eyes lit up, he turned around, looked at Zhang Yiming who was still frightened, and gave a serious lesson:

   "Smelly boy, have you seen it! This is how you miss the letter!"

Zhang Yiming saw that Xiyan's younger brother was beaten miserably, his little mouth was sobbing, and his tears flowed even more. He couldn't help but shrank his head in fear. Before he could answer, Qu Qianqian next to him was confused. Say:

   "But why didn't I get beaten when I read the letter?"

"correct!"

   Zhang Yiming seemed to have found some strong evidence, and shouted: "Then why Sister Qianqian was not beaten! She also read the letter!"

  Zhang Dazhuang glanced at Qu Qianqian, and said to Zhang Yiming in an angry voice:

   "That's because her father has a good temper! I can bear it! And your sister Qianqian is still a beautiful girl, and it's not good to fight too much."

  Especially the little girl’s family, it makes people feel distressed to cry, Qu Sinian can't do it naturally, so he can only endure it by himself.

  No, I'm almost putting myself out of mental illness. I haven't written any thoughts at this moment, and I am desperately contacting a psychologist.

   Zhang Dazhuang: "If it weren't for this, her father would have beaten her early!"

   "Impossible!"

  Qu Qianqian didn’t believe it, but Xiaonaiyin confidently said:

   "My dad likes me so much, he can't beat me!"

  Qu Qianqian obviously directly forgot the previous few times that Qu Sinian beat her.

  In terms of memory, she is indeed very similar to Xiao Luli.

  He is very open-minded.

  Don’t hold grudges.

  Only remember happy things.

   Zhang Dazhuang's mouth, looking at Qu Sinian, who was immersed in contacting the psychologist over there:

  "Here, if you don’t believe me, you will tell your father now that you still want to read the letter again! Do you see if he beats you!"

  Qu Qianqian doesn't believe it.

  So, she went.

   Then, two minutes later, there was another sad man outside the classroom.

  Qu Qianqian: "Wow, woooo—"

  Another minute later, Jian Xiyan and Qu Qianqian came back with red eyes and sobbing softly.

   Behind him were two dads with no expressions on their faces.

   Zhang Dazhuang turned his head, and said bitterly: "Smelly boy, have you seen it! This is the end of your reciting letter!"

  Zhang Yiming: "..."

  Zhang Yiming stopped speaking.

   Zhang Dazhuang's confidence came up, patted the table with a big hand and said:

   "Boy, do you still miss the letter now? If you don't want to miss it, please give me the letter and my dad will write your thoughts! I will write you as many words as you want! I can do what I say!"

   Before Zhang Yiming spoke, there was an anxious and crisp little milk voice next to him: "I missed it, Lili missed it!"

   Zhang Dazhuang: "?"

Zhang Dazhuang turned his head and glanced at Lu Junhan and Xiao Lu Li, only to realize that he and Lu Junhan thought of going together, and they were both using the tragic case of Qu Qianqian and Jian Xiyan to intimidate the remaining two. The little guy who has time to read the letter.

  Zhang Yiming was faintly shaken, as if he wanted to stop thinking about it.

  But Xiao Luli was not fooled, but her face was serious:

   "Dad, the letter is well written! When they finish reading, you will definitely not beat them!"

  That’s why she is not afraid!

  Lu Junhan: "?"

  Where is the confidence of this little thing to say such stinky shameless coercion.

  Don't say wait until he finishes reading the letter, he wants to open up her little **** now!

   And when Zhang Yiming next to him saw this, his heart faintly shaken, immediately became firm again.

  He said to Zhang Dazhuang: "Dad, I want it too! I miss the letter too! Sister Lili they have read it, and I want to read it too!"

   Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

   Zhang Dazhuang almost wanted to scold it!

  Damn, do you want to **** him like that!

   Finally left a Jianxi proverb who stripped his pants and made him not rob him of the letter. Now, he said, he was about to let the stinky boy hand over the incomparably strict letter that was hidden, and suddenly a Luli came out!

  He has hatred with these little guys, right?

  Zhang Yiming saw that his expression was wrong, and said strangely: "Dad, what's the matter with you?"

   Zhang Dazhuang lay on the table, holding his head in pain.

   Obviously, time and time again, Zhang Dazhuang has given up struggling.

  He waved his hand, his dull voice was feeble: "Nianniannian! Read if you miss it! Read it now!"

  What is innocence?

  He doesn’t want it!

  He only hopes—

  Early death and early birth!

   Qu Sinian saw this and comforted him: "What are you afraid of? No matter how bad your son writes, it will not be worse than ours."

  Qu Qianqian regards her father as a duck.

  Jane Xiyan always does not want to kill his father.

  Qu Sinian can’t think of anything worse than Qu Qianqian and the others wrote!

  Jian Yi felt the same way and nodded without expression.

  For their comfort, Zhang Dazhuang just said in pain: "You don’t understand, what he wrote is not bad, but—"

  At this moment, Zhang Yiming over there had already obeyed his father very much, took out the letter in his pocket, and began to read:

  【—A letter to dad. 】

  【Dad! The teacher asked me to write you a letter, at least 200 words! This is too much, too much, I'm afraid I can't write that much, oh, sister Lili said, can't write too much irrelevant nonsense, otherwise the teacher will see it and ask for rewriting, I don't want to Rewrite, but there are already many, many, many words here, hey, so annoying, why the 200 words haven't arrived yet. 】

   [Oh, forget, dad, I want to talk to you, otherwise I have to rewrite it, 200 words, I can’t rewrite it. 】

   Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

  Qu Sinian: "..."

  Jian Yi: "..."

The word    is really honest.

  Three "many" all came out.

  Next, finally came to the text:

  Zhang Yiming is full of affection:

  【Dad, thank you, I took the second to last test before, and I was afraid that I would be the second to last in the test next time. I feel nervous but nervous. 】

  (End of this chapter)