The strategy failed, she came back holding the bottle

The teaching office of Yanjing No. 1 Middle School.

Man Yue was sitting on a chair, crunching potato chips, while the tablet on the table was playing the Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf cartoon.

The three-year-old girl's tender face was reflected on the screen, and the two young teachers next to her looked up from time to time with curiosity.

It is now the break between the second classes in the afternoon. Across the table, two students, a boy and a girl, are standing, lowering their heads and being scolded.

"I've been keeping an eye on you two for days, and I finally caught you red-handed. You two are quite brave, engaging in premature love right under my nose."

Wan Junru tapped the countdown clock with his little pointer a few times:

"Look at the time it's already! There are only a little over a hundred days left before the college entrance exam, and you two aren't worried? You don't want to go to college anymore, right?"

"Your parents sent you here to study, not to have a premature love affair and waste time. Are you doing this to them who have worked so hard out there?"

"Haha."

A childish laugh sounded.

Man Yue's short legs swayed as she stared very intently at the wolf flying out from the screen.

The whole office echoed with "I'll definitely be back."

The originally serious atmosphere disappeared in an instant. Wan Junru, who was about to continue scolding people, also failed and waved his pointer at the two people who were trying hard not to laugh.

"Hurry back to class and ask your parents to come over tomorrow."

"what?"

"Ah what? No need to call them tomorrow, I'll call them later, you two can come to the office after school."

The two of them stopped laughing instantly and walked away with their heads down.

Wan Junru then put on a smile and walked over, sitting on the chair next to him. "Little boy, watching too many cartoons hurts your eyes. Do you have a phone watch? Do you remember your parents' phone numbers?"

Man Yue tilted her head, and her clean and bright eyes stared at the Mediterranean face of the middle-aged man in front of her, as if she wanted to touch him.

Wan Junru picked up this child on the playground. When he found her, she was surrounded by a group of students, who were scrambling to grab lollipops and ask the little girl to call them brother or sister.

Wan Junru, who was also the director of studies, was shocked when he saw this. He thought that a student from some class had brought his sister to school, so he rushed over.

After asking, I found out that the child was looking for his father and somehow ended up on the playground.

Thinking that the child was the child of a teacher in the school, Wan Junru immediately dispersed the students and took the child back to the office.

Fortunately, Man Yue didn't cry or make a fuss. Wan Junru breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the supermarket to buy a bunch of snacks for the child. He set up his tablet so that she had food, drinks and fun. He then sent photos of Man Yue to the group and asked people to come and claim her.

But half an hour has passed and there is still no response.

The child was still too young and said nothing except his name from beginning to end. Wan Junru couldn't ask anything else, so he tagged everyone in the group again.

He thought that if no one spoke up, he would have to send the person to the police station.

As I was thinking about it, the office door was knocked open from outside again.

This time it was the head teacher of Class 2, followed by a dozen students.

Six or seven of them were beaten black and blue, and the remaining few who were not injured and were slacking off were from their class.

When Wan Junru saw this, the veins on his forehead twitched non-stop.

"Director, look at what your students did to our kids. It's absolutely terrible. You must give our students an explanation."

Teacher Li, the head teacher of Class 2, is a female teacher born in the 1990s. She has always been passionate about her education career. She is not afraid of the authority of the dean of studies at all and vows to seek justice for her students.

Wan Junru's eyes were as sharp as torches. He first fixed his eyes on the most conspicuous leader among them, and his face instantly darkened.

"Jiang Feng, tell me what happened, did you lead someone to fight again?"

At the same time, the system in Man Yue's mind no longer pretended to be dead.

"Host, the hero has appeared. It's not too late for you to regret now. I will arrange an identity for you as a transfer student and develop a sweet love relationship with you!"

Sweet love, between her and Jiang Feng, these words have nothing to do with each other in three lifetimes.

This is the last time, and she must enjoy herself.

Man Yue's beautiful eyes caught sight of Jiang Feng in the crowd.

It was simply that handsome face was too familiar, she would be able to recognize it even if it turned into ashes.

Jiang Feng was wearing a blue and white school uniform, with a neat black short hair. With a height of about 1.8 meters, he was a sight to behold wherever he stood. He lowered his eyes slightly and met her gaze.

The boy, who was originally thinking about where to go after skipping class, narrowed his eyes as he looked at the child who looked somewhat similar to him.

The system made a sharp explosion sound in Man Yue's mind.

"Ahhh! Host, give me back my romantic redemption script!"

However, the next second, Man Yue had climbed down the stool using her hands and feet, then walked to Jiang Feng with her short legs, stretched out her chubby little hands, and hugged his legs.

"dad."

Class 2 head teacher: “…”

Wan Junru: “…”

Jiang Feng: “…”

In an instant, the entire office fell into an eerie silence.

The head teacher of Class 2 stopped explaining, and the injured person with a bruised face and nose stopped crying out in pain. Everyone looked at Jiang Feng with something strange in their eyes.

Jiang Feng looked at the child who was only half his leg tall and twitched his lips: "Whose child is this? Why is he shouting at random people?"

The boy next to him said in surprise, "Don't tell me! Brother Feng! This child looks just like you. When did you give birth to a daughter without telling us?"

"Really? Especially these eyes. They look like they were copied and pasted from Brother Feng."

Jiang Feng: "Go away."

The conversation between the several people was like a heavy hammer, and Wan Junru's face turned blue.

Before this, he thought of countless possibilities, a student's sister, a teacher's daughter, or even a child who was lost outside the school, but he never thought that this was the product of his own student's premature love!

Jiang Feng gently shook the legs that she was holding.

Man Yue hung firmly on his legs with all four limbs, swinging happily.

"Whose child is this?"

Jiang Feng frowned and looked up, only to find that everyone was looking at him with scrutiny and suspicion.

His face twitched with anger: "I just became an adult last month, how could I have the ability to give birth to such a big child?"

This makes sense. Children are too young and confused to recognize the wrong person.

Wan Junru's nerves relaxed, and he looked at the head teacher of Class 2: "Let's ask the parents to come over to discuss the fight! Punish if necessary, and compensate if necessary."

No one had any objection to this method, after all, their injuries were not serious.

Taking advantage of the gap in notifying the parents, Wan Junru squatted down and picked up Man Yue, and his voice unconsciously became eight degrees higher.

"Man Yue! Did you recognize the wrong person? Uncle will take you to the police station to find your father, okay?"

Man Yue shook her head, struggled slightly in his arms, and stretched out her hands towards Jiang Feng: "Jiang Feng, this is my dad!"

I will support her cattle and horses for the rest of my life!

Suddenly, Wan Junru's gaze changed completely, and he followed Man Yue's strength to send her into Jiang Feng's arms.

Jiang Feng subconsciously caught it and let the two fleshy arms hang around his neck, one big and one small together.

After comparing the proportions of eyebrows and eyes, what else is unclear?

Wan Junru has been teaching for more than 20 years and has seen all kinds of storms, especially for adolescent children, it is not surprising that they do anything.

What is happening now is nothing more than that one's own student had an affair with a little girl when his hair was barely grown, and even got the girl pregnant. Now that they have a child, they don't want to acknowledge it. They have no sense of responsibility at all.

"Who is the child's mother? How old is he?"

Wan Junru looked at his student with disappointment. His condemning look left Jiang Feng speechless. He wanted to argue for himself but was interrupted.

"Forget it, let's talk about it when your parents come!"