At the gate of Yingtan School, Li Juan's clothes were wet. She held an umbrella whose skeleton was blown by the strong wind. The soil on the shoes had already covered the color of the shoes itself.

It was messy in the rain. Most of the shops on the street locked up their doors and windows, put them away from the doors to shade the street stalls. Li Juan had no place to hide from the rain, and she felt that she was about to have a fever.

Thunder followed by lightning, and lightning broke through the clouds and exploded in the capital under the dark clouds. The wind flew all over the sky with small branches and garbage on the ground, and from time to time it hit pedestrians.

"Hello, I am the parent of Su Yunji, Class 2, Grade 2. Teacher Su Zhiqiang, who is the second grader, is my husband. Can you please open the door? I want to find them." Li Juan approached the communication room and patted the glass of the communication room. She was so gangster-headed that she raised her anger and shouted into it.

"That won't work. You have to call, otherwise I can't open the door for you."

A thunder sounded, and the security guards in the school communication room became intermittent, "You can... sit for a while... make a phone call..."

Li Juan frowned. Her cell phone was out of power and she couldn't make a phone call. She knocked on the door of the communication room, "You can borrow the phone."

The security guards in the communication room were not unreasonable. They opened the door and welcomed Li Juan in without caring about the rain falling into the house.

As soon as he stepped in, Li Juan saw a black red flag coming out of the door. When he saw the license plate number, it was indeed his own car.

"They are out, please trouble you, so I'll leave first." Li Juan said, thanking for a while.

The security guard was also enthusiastic, and perhaps Li Juan was speaking respectful to others. He quickly cared about Li Juan: "No need to thank you, don't catch a cold when you go back."

After a few polite words, Li Juan continued to go out in a dizzy way and sat in her car. She felt a little dizzy, and her palms and forehead were a little hot.

"Mom, are you? I'm fine." Su Yunji was also smart, knowing that Li Juan was worried about her and rushed over.

"You said you are the same, you are so worried about my child being here? I'm going to catch a cold this time. Why do you teach your class tomorrow?" Su Zhiqiang was also stubborn and soft-hearted, and he couldn't speak when he was away. He didn't speak very nicely, but he really cared about Li Juan.

"I'm fine." Li Juan replied to Su Zhiqiang casually.

Li Juan's tone was obviously very different when dealing with her daughter, "Yun Ji, mom is fine, are there anything unhappy today? You can talk to mom."

"It's nothing... I just didn't do well in the exam." Su Yunji said, turning his head to the other side, looking out the car window, his eyes were a little red.

"What does it mean that you didn't do well in the exam? We have a reason. If you find the reason, we will solve it." Li Juan's tone was a little anxious. She had never liked this tone of throwing apart. There was a solution to everything. As long as the crux of the problem is found, there was nothing that could not be solved.

Listening to the mother's a little bit of blame, children of this age, both men and women, were meticulous and could not help but misunderstand and couldn't help crying.

"You said...you said you didn't need to sign up for a class."

"But, but I... woo..."

"I can usually take the top three in the class. This time, I am...I am the third-last."

Su Yunji cried more and more fiercely, lying on his legs, shrugging his shoulders, and his whole body trembled.

"What's the use?"

"What can I do?"

"Some of them said some questions... some have done them, but, but..."
Chapter completed!