So the poor elementary students sat in the classroom, but unfortunately, it was a mess. They hadn't attended school seriously for many days, and the teachers here were just the wives of the village people, unrelated to them.
The kids who were used to being wild were now actually required to sit obediently in class, taught by those women they looked down on, women they had thrown stones at and cursed.
Each of these kids wondered if these women would take revenge on them.
So each of them was untamable in their wildness.
Looking at them as if they were looking at enemies, ready to run if they dared to hit them.
Bai Yiyi, Yu Weiwei! An Xiaoxiao looked at the kids on the playground.
In their eyes, there was no kindness. If things continued like this, with each generation teaching the next, years later, these kids might all be troublemakers.
Because the evil was all they saw and encountered.
Bai Yiyi sighed; then let's start with them.
