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Chapter 30:29, small fry, big shot? 1
Chapter 30:29, small fry, big shot? 1
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Upon hearing this, Lin Mo’s heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked, “Principal Liu, please be clear, what happened to Xiaoxiao?”
Li Jinwen, who had been curiously examining the car’s interior, quickly got out of the car and came over, looking at Lin Mo with an anxious face.
“Mr. Lin, I know you’re anxious, but please don’t panic,” Liu Meihong hastily explained, “Xiaoxiao is fine, she just had a little fall. Please come over, and when you get to the school, I will explain in detail.”
Had a fall?
If it was just a fall, did the principal need to personally make this call?
“Alright, I’ll be there immediately!”
Lin Mo knew he wouldn’t get much information over the phone, so he quickly pulled Li Jinwen and rushed outside.
“What happened to Xiaoxiao?”
“I don’t know, the principal said she fell.”
“Is it serious?”
“The injuries shouldn’t be serious, but I’m certain there’s more to it, or else the principal wouldn’t have called us to the school.”
“Don’t worry, we will know what’s going on once we get to the school.”
The two of them ran to the side of the road, hailed a taxi, and rushed to the entrance of Future Star Primary School as fast as possible.
The security guard had already received the information; when Lin Mo stated his name, he was allowed through the school gates immediately.
The couple walked swiftly, crossed the school playground, entered the administrative building, and arrived at the principal’s office door.
Thump… thump thump thump…
Trying to be patient, Lin Mo knocked on the door.
“Come in.”
Upon hearing the response, he pushed the door open and walked in. Before he could speak, he heard Lin Xiaoxiao’s voice, full of grievance and with a hint of crying, as she ran towards him.
“Daddy…”
“What’s wrong, it’s okay, let Daddy see, where did you fall, is it very serious?” Li Jinwen was so worried that she squatted on the ground, asking Lin Xiaoxiao about her injuries.
Alter checking, It turned out that there were Indeed no serious injuries, just a coin-sized red mark on her forehead.
This somewhat relieved Lin Mo and Li Jinwen’s anxiousness along the way.
Lin Mo’s expression wasn’t good as he turned to Liu Meihong and asked, “Principal Liu, what happened?”
Liu Meihong hesitated, then after a few seconds, spoke with an apologetic tone, “Ms. Lin Xiaoxiao, could you wait outside for a moment? The principal has some things to discuss with your dad.”
“Xiaoxiao, be good, wait here for a moment,” Li Jinwen took Lin Xiaoxiao’s hand, placed her on a chair near the door, and then returned to the office.
After the door was closed, Liu Meihong, with a look of regret, began, “Mr. Lin, it’s like this. Zhang Ziyue was playing with a remote-control car and accidentally hit Lin Xiaoxiao’s foot, which caused her to fall.”
But as you both saw, the fall wasn’t that serious.”
Upon hearing Zhang Ziyue’s name, Li Jinwen grew anxious; she frowned and demanded, “How serious should it be considered serious? Does my daughter have to suffer some grievous harm first?”
“Also, playing with a remote-control car in the school? Was it really an accident, or was he intentionally bullying my Xiaoxiao?”
Women are typically gentle, but fierce when it comes to their children.
Knowing that her daughter had been bullied by Zhang Ziyue once again, it was hard for Li Jinwen to stay calm.
Moreover, such incidents were truly frightening,
no one could guarantee that Zhang Ziyue wouldn’t come up with some scheme that would cause her daughter more serious injury someday.
“Wife, don’t panic yet,”
Lin Mo took a deep breath, struggling to remain calm, and addressed Principal Liu, “Principal Liu, since it’s just us here, I would like to hear the truth. Was it really an accident?”
Liu Meihong showed a troubled expression but after struggling for a few seconds, she sighed and said, “Zhang Ziyue insists it was an accident, but some other students in the class said it was intentional.”
“Lin Xiaoxiao herself said that Zhang Ziyue deliberately drove the remote- controlled car under her feet, causing her to fall,”
Hearing this, both Li Jinwen and Lin Mo’s expressions darkened.
“Don’t be too anxious yet.”
Liu Meihong advised, “The reason 1 asked you here is to discuss how we can thoroughly resolve this issue.”
“I have an idea, let’s hear what you think.”
Lin Mo nodded, “Please, go ahead.”
Liu Meihong continued, “Here’s what I think: what if we agree to move Lin Xiaoxiao to a different class? She’s currently in third grade (2) class-how about moving her to class three? Class one is also an option.”
Class transfer?
Upon hearing this suggestion, both Lin Mo and Li Jinwen furrowed their brows.
Indeed,
Moving Lin Xiaoxiao to another class would likely resolve the issue of her being bullied.????????????????????? 5
However, like most primary schools in Rakshasa City, Future Star Primary School’s classes are also tiered.
Take the third grade, which has a total of eight classes.
Class one is the experimental class, comprised entirely of students with the top academic records, who can complete the curriculum of two grades in one year. Such classes are almost entirely made up of child prodigies, and under normal circumstances, even if someone with connections managed to place their child there, the child might not withstand the intense academic pressure.
Class two is the bilingual class, where lessons are taught in two languages. While it doesn’t compare to the experimental class, the teaching staff is relatively stronger.
Classes three and four are standard classes, classes five and six are art classes, and classes seven and eight are sports classes.
Transferring classes hastily to face completely unfamiliar teachers and classmates could trigger a cascade of unknown reactions.
Lin Xiaoxiao is facing the transition from primary to middle school in two or three more years. If her grades slip, particularly because they are outsiders, it will be very troublesome to attend middle school in Rakshasa City.
When it comes to education, falling behind at one step can mean falling behind at every step.
“Principal Liu, isn’t there any other way?” Li Jinwen’s expression turned very ugly.
She was now gradually calming down, realizing that she was facing the principal of Future Star Primary School.
If the other party was really determined to move Lin Xiaoxiao to another class, she was powerless to do anything about it.
“Honestly, I really like little Xiaoxiao, and I certainly stand on our side,” Liu Meihong glanced at Lin Mo, then looked at Li Jinwen, her brows slightly furrowed as she lowered her voice, “But Miss Li, sometimes we have to bow to reality.”
“Zhang Ziyue’s parents both work at Six Fan Gate, and her grandfather has retired from the education bureau. Many times I want to fight for you, but the resistance is just too great.”
“Moreover, I share the same concerns. If Lin Xiaoxiao suffers even more serious harm, as the principal, I would be at fault as well.”
“Class one has already progressed to the second semester of fourth grade. It’s certain that Lin Xiaoxiao won’t be able to keep up with the curriculum if she moves there.”
“Although class three is a standard class, the learning environment is relatively good, and I will also ask the head teacher of class two to keep track of Lin Xiaoxiao’s academic progress.”
“This is the best solution I can offer. What do you think?”
Honestly,
Even if Lin Mo had leverage over Liu Meihong, he felt that she had already done her best.
The principal of a primary school may seem like a big shot to them, but to other big shots, she’s just a minor character.
Li Jinwen appeared even more troubled, wanting to speak several times, yet not knowing what to say.
She clearly understood that as outsiders with no connections, they definitely couldn’t outmatch the other party. If things really turned sour, it could be a big problem whether their daughter could even attend school.
Avoidance seemed like the best choice.
Yet the frustration in her heart was so stifling, she felt too choked up to breathe, and it was incredibly uncomfortable…
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