Before Baili Shangxie could take any action, a malicious idea hit Little Fatty Cheng, who was standing at the side. He reckoned that it was possible for him to lose to Baili Shangxie, the man who came from abroad, but he never wanted to be defeated by this country b.u.mpkin.
This was the perfect time for him to vent his acc.u.mulated rage. He must release all of it before his mother came and picked him up!
Little Fatty Cheng was an ideal example of someone who bullied the weak but feared the strong. Without any hesitation, he wiped the corner of his mouth and marched toward Little Qingchen. From the expression on his chubby face, it was apparent that he was about to steal some food.
All the first grade students widened their eyes as they gawked Little Fatty Cheng, thinking that Little Qingchen would definitely be in grave danger, for Little Fatty Cheng was the most unreasonable boy. A collision with him could easily knock a person down, not to mention a piece of cake.
However, to everyone's surprise, Little Qingchen, who was initially munching on his chocolate cake, stood up with a fork in his hand. He made a turn before he struck Little Fatty Cheng with a side kick!
A loud bang rang in everyone's ears!
The fat meatball, otherwise known as Little Fatty Cheng, was sent more than a meter away by Little Qingchen's kick!
Amazed by the strength of the kick, Baili Shangxie, who was watching from aside, briefly raised his eyebrows. In spite of that, he seemed indifferent as usual.
Every child around him was astonished.
“Qingchen, Qingchen, have you learned taekwondo before? That kick was neat!”
“Is this how you do it? Ha!”
“No, that wasn't how Qingchen did it!”
The first graders' cla.s.sroom was bustling. All of them crowded around Qingchen and looked at him with gazes full of adoration. The scene was indescribable. It seemed as if they regarded Little Qingchen as an almighty animation character, like the Pleasant Goat and so forth.
Little Fatty Cheng, who was beaten until he slumped to the ground, was in severe pain. This time, he howled even more miserably.
After all, Little Fatty Cheng was a boy who cared about his image. It made more sense to say that he was beaten up by Baili Shangxie who came back from overseas.
However, he could not stand being defeated at the hands of the b.u.mpkin.
If people were to find out about this, how could he continue to mingle with the people of the kindergarten?
The more his thoughts evolved, the louder he wailed. His cry could pretty much be heard by everyone in the corridor.
The cla.s.s teacher was just clarifying the situation to Madam Cheng. However, as soon as they heard the noise from the cla.s.sroom, they exchanged looks before they scuttled to the cla.s.sroom.
Madam Cheng's face, that emanated a n.o.ble, elegant aura, immediately flushed green when she saw Little Fatty Cheng flat on the ground!
“Who exactly did this! Ah!” Her son had never suffered like this!
Rich Lady Cheng was perturbed and outraged. While patting Little Fatty Cheng's back, she said to the cla.s.s teacher, “Teacher Zhang! You must provide me with an explanation! My son is here for cla.s.ses! Not to get bullied! I have never expected you, a teacher with such low qualifications, to educate my child very well. I only want you to look after him properly. But look at his face now! If anything happens to him, you don't even dream about being a teacher anymore!”
The cla.s.s teacher had not antic.i.p.ated Little Fatty Cheng to get beaten up again right after she stepped out of the cla.s.s.
In fact, she was having a headache too. It was only the first day of the school term but there were already two fights.
Judging by Little Fatty Cheng's body size, he ought not to fall with such ease. This is strange. Why is he always the one getting hurt?
Having just been heavily berated, Teacher Zhang did not seem pleased. She turned and questioned the first graders furiously, “Who did this?”
Thinking it must be no one other than Baili Shangxie, she was just about to lunge forward to grab him.
Unexpectedly, Little Qingchen, who was sitting by the small wooden table, stood up. He was still holding the chocolate cake in his hands. He stared at the cla.s.s teacher with his large and round eyes. Wearing his little white shirt, his dorky cuteness radiated in endless waves. “Teacher, it was me.”
Teacher Zhang stopped in her tracks. “You?”
“Yes.” Little Qingcheng nodded.
Rich Lady Cheng, who was standing at the side, cried, “Teacher Zhang, since we have found the problematic student, I hope you can solve this issue as soon as possible!” She recognized Little Qingchen's face. He was Helian Wei Wei's son!
Teacher Zhang nodded her head stiffly, and said to the sophisticated, upper-cla.s.s woman, “Madam Cheng, please calm down. I need to find out the reason behind their fight.”
“Why else would poor kids pick fights? It has to be jealousy toward my son!” Rich Lady Cheng let out a cold snicker. “Beating up my son to a pulp. Your kindergarten really should not accept this kind of student!”
One too many indisputable scoldings from Rich Lady Cheng later, Teacher Zhang's att.i.tude had also grown stricter. “Why did you fight?”
“It was an appropriate self-defense.” Little Qingchen did not blink at all as he spoke. No matter how they looked at him, he appeared absolutely harmless with the chocolate cake lying in his small palms.
But… why is this self-defense again!!!
Teacher Zhang's mind could not catch up to the present. Kids nowadays know so much!
Perhaps, they were influenced by Baili Shangxie, who had just returned from another country!
As her train of thought halted here, Teacher Zhang unthinkingly tossed a side-eye at Baili Shangxie.
This kid was extremely cool, and he looked at everyone as if he was superior and above all. However, at that moment, he was smiling at Little Qingchen. It was as if there was sinister intent behind the sweet grin.
Every time he heard the phrase “self-defense”, Little Fatty Cheng could feel an incoming toothache!
“Mom, what is self-defense? I don't care! It's this b.u.mpkin's fault for hitting me! You have to punish him for me! Let the school expel him!” Little Fatty Cheng produced a tremendous amount of snot and tears as his cheeks trembled from his violent motions.
Distressed, Rich Lady Cheng's heart ached with pity for her son. She promptly responded, “Yes, yes, yes. Let's go to the headmaster's office now.”
The mention of a meeting with the headmaster alarmed Teacher Zhang. She quickly advised, “Madam Cheng, the kids are still young. It is inevitable to have some injuries or bruises from time to time. We don't have to make such a huge fuss, right?”
“What do you mean by making a fuss? Am I making a fuss?” Rich Lady Cheng reb.u.t.ted while trying to keep herself calm. “Teacher Zhang, I've always known my kid's issues. He may look unreasonable, but our family has our own way of educating our child. It is not his nature to stir up problems, and he could even be a kind child. However, this cannot become the reason for the bullies to target him!”
Teacher Zhang was hurled into a moment of embarra.s.sment as her words. .h.i.t her. She was at a total loss for words.
Right at this moment, Little Qingchen began, “Madam, have you taught your child to s.n.a.t.c.h others' cake? Like I've said earlier, I was merely defending myself. I would not have kicked him if he didn't attempt to s.n.a.t.c.h my beloved chocolate.”
