Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 504 What does her right or wrong have to do with you? 4
An Xiaxia only felt that it was so ridiculous that she couldn't help but shed tears.

Ridiculous, really too ridiculous.

Her eyes were a little dark, she was afraid that she would faint if she stayed any longer, but she managed to maintain her composure: "I won't roll, unless the school expels me!"

The math teacher raised his hand angrily and was stopped by two teachers.

"Oh, Teacher Liu, calm down, how can you hit a student?"

"Yeah, if you have something to say, calm down..."

The math teacher's eyes were like copper bells: "It's okay if you don't leave, call your|mom and write a review for you! Make a guarantee! Otherwise, I will not recognize you as a student if I stay in this school for a day!"

An Xiaxia held back her tears for a long time, and they gushed out after she swiped them away.

Mother……

She doesn't have a mother...

Who should she go to?Why are there always people who don't know anything, but insist on poking people's scars...

The math teacher thought she was afraid, and finally saved some face. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she vaguely remembered seeing An Xiaxia's student registration form from their head teacher.

In the column for the mother, the death is filled in...

His anger dropped a little, and he put on an unnatural expression: "Hey, An Xiaxia..."

An Xiaxia wiped away her tears and ran out without looking back.

The school was still in class, and the campus was quiet. She was crying and walking alone, with blood oozing from her forehead, looking extremely embarrassed.

She didn't want to go back to the classroom, she didn't want people in the class to see her like this, and she didn't know how to tell Sheng Yize, she just wanted to go home quickly.

When she ran to the school gate, the security guard stopped her to go out: "I can't let you out without a leave! You have to go to the head teacher to ask for a leave!"

All the feelings of grievance broke out at this moment, and she squatted at the door of the security room, crying heartbroken.

The security guard couldn't bear it: "Student, are you injured? Why don't you go to the infirmary first? If you want to go home, you can ask your family to pick you up. I can't let you run out alone. I can't afford it!"

At this moment, a shiny black Rolls-Royce stopped at the door, and a man got out of the car in a panic, calling out unbearably: "Xia Xia...is that you?"

An Xiaxia raised her head, and saw Mr. Song in a black suit looking at him nervously.

He walked straight towards him, squatted down in front of her, and touched her head distressedly: "How did you do this? Are you injured? Did you fight with someone? Does it hurt...I'll take you to the hospital !"

When people are injured, they always become extremely fragile. After hearing Mr. Song's words of concern, An Xiaxia hugged him and began to cry, talking incoherently about what happened just now.

Mr. Song patted her on the back lightly, covered her forehead with a handkerchief, and his expression became cold.

What kind of teacher did this to An Xiaxia!
He helped An Xiaxia get up, and said in a deep voice, "Xiaojin, take her to the hospital first. Master Lu, come with me!"

Xiao Jin is his assistant, and Master Lu is his driver.

"Yes."

An Xiaxia looked at her pitifully, her eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and her face was still stained with blood, which made Mr. Song's heart ache.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it for you!" He promised gently.

An Xiaxia nodded in a strange way, and after getting in the car, she looked at him a few more times through the window.

This uncle doesn't seem to be the weird guy she thought he was, but he really cares about her...

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