"Oh, why are you starting to do it? Stop it."

This scene at the school gate attracted the attention of many people. Many people pointed at Zhou Wei and Xiao Yan, and the teacher who was sending the children away from behind, hurriedly ran over to stop him when they saw this scene.

Xiao Lengtan looked at the teacher, then looked at Zhou Wei, who was riding on the ground and had no strength to resist, and stood up silently from Zhou Wei.

"How can I fight?" The teacher hurriedly helped Zhou Wei up. Seeing that the latter was covered in mud, his face was dirty and tears were in the corner of his eyes, he was slightly stunned. While helping Zhou Wei slap the mud on his body, he looked at the two of them with surprise eyes.

Zhou Wei is tall and fat, and his body is one size bigger than Xiao Lengtan. He has always been fierce in fighting. No one dares to provoke him in the whole class. Now he is being beaten by Xiao Lengtan, which makes her feel a little unacceptable.[

"Is this little guy really only two years old? Why is he so powerful? Even the child Wang Zhou Wei was easily defeated, and it seems that he has nothing to do with him." The teacher thought curiously.

"Teacher, he beat me coldly." Zhou Wei's eyes were covered with tears, and he felt that there was nothing in his body that was not painful, so he complained to the teacher. The teacher looked at the calm coldness, and then looked at Zhou Wei with a grievance. He felt even more awkward in his heart. He felt very funny. A two-year-old little girl beat a tall and fat child who was almost four years old. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would have been a little unbelievable.

"What the hell is going on? Why do you have to fight?" Although the teacher was amused, he didn't show it on his face and asked with a tense face.

Xiao Lengtan said nothing, while Zhou Wei complained first: "I accidentally hit him, and he pushed me down and rode on me and hit me, which made me hurt."

"It's not like this. You obviously bumped into the cold first." After hearing Zhou Wei's words, Xu Qing and Xiaopang hurriedly said, and said to the teacher: "Teacher, don't believe Zhou Wei. He lies, he did it first."

"Lengtan, what do you say?" The teacher saw Xu Qing and Xiaopang anxiously, and saw Zhou Wei dodging eyes. He didn't understand what was going on, but she didn't say anything, but asked Xiaolengtan.

"He pushed me first, and I fought back." Xiao Leng said. "Then you can't hit people. You are classmates, how can you fight?" the teacher advised.

"I didn't want to hit him at first. He pushed me in class, but I ignored him. After school, he suddenly pushed me down from behind and laughed at me for being unable to walk. I couldn't help but hit him." Xiaoyan said.

"It's so bad that you fight at such a young age. What can't you tell the teacher about anything? And what if you can't beat you at such a young age, what should you do if you are beaten?" The teacher was surprised and cold and cold, and it was clear and reasonable. One sentence occupies the absolute truth. Not to mention a two-year-old child, even a few years older, few people can do it. They can't help but become curious, not knowing what kind of family or environment it is to teach such an outstanding child.

He looks exquisite and carved. He can beat a four-year-old child at the age of two. He speaks well and well-founded, which makes the teacher have a good impression of Xiaolu.
Chapter completed!