Chapter 286 Parents' Meeting

Hearing this, Su Ming immediately yawned and smiled sweetly at the teacher.

Seeing that Su Ming was so sleepy and still interacted with her, the life teacher felt sweet in her heart and was almost melted by him.

But Su Tian still insisted on asking her to teach Su Ming a lesson, so she could only sigh helplessly.

"Xiao Ming is younger than the children in the small class. When you were his age, you still had to wear diapers. It's good that he can control his urine most of the time. It's normal that he can't hold it back occasionally. Don't make a fuss."

It's not uncommon for children in the small class to urinate on the bed or other children. The life teacher didn't think Su Ming was doing it on purpose, but thought Su Tian was making trouble.

"Take a towel and wipe it yourself. The teacher will call your parents and ask them to send you clothes." She didn't even have the mood to wipe Su Tian's face. She casually threw the towel on his head and turned and walked out.

Su Tian wiped himself off in frustration, and Su Zhenting didn't send anyone to send him new clothes because he thought he was too embarrassing.

He could only wear the clothes with urine spots until school was over.

As soon as school was over, he immediately went to find those gangsters angrily, "How did you do things? Why didn't you teach Su Ming a lesson?"

"Teach Su Ming a lesson? I think you deserve a beating. That's our boss." The gangsters had been waiting for him for a long time.

Several people used all their tricks and beat him up.

"It's all because of you, you bastard, that we lost all our pocket money!"

"It's good that I didn't ask you to pay for it. You dare to slander our boss! Take my punch!"

"You little bastard, do you have any money on you? Take it out and compensate us!"

In the end, Su Tian couldn't stand the beating, and he had to give all the pocket money he had left to the gangsters to get away.

When he got home, even if he saw that he was injured, Su Zhenting didn't care about him, and the servants in the house all treated him as if he didn't exist.

When he went to school the next day, he felt so bad that he hid in the garden and cried.

"Why, why does everyone dislike me? Woohoo, what did I do wrong?"

Just when he was crying sadly, a little girl suddenly appeared and patted his back, "Don't cry, little brother."

"Who are you?" Su Tian rubbed his eyes and said impatiently, "Don't bother me."

The girl smiled and was not annoyed at all. Instead, she smiled and said, "Don't you want to be popular? I can help you."

"You help me?" Su Tian stopped crying instantly and grabbed the little girl's shoulder like a life-saving straw, "Can you really make me popular?"

"Of course." The little girl nodded and took out an envelope, "You give this to the teacher and say that you wrote it. Believe me, as long as your teacher sees the content inside, he will definitely like you."

Su Tian opened the envelope and found a lot of words written inside. Although he knew all those words, he couldn't understand them together.

"Are you sure the teacher will like me because of this?"

"Of course, but you have to memorize the content on it in advance, be careful not to be exposed." The girl reminded him seriously, "This is a poem I wrote. As long as your teacher sees it, he will definitely think you are a genius."

Su Tian was skeptical and looked down at the content on the paper. When he looked up again, the girl no longer believed it.

After thinking about it, he decided to believe the girl. After all, he had no other way to make the teacher hope for him.

An hour later, the teacher of the senior class looked at the poem on the paper and stood up in surprise, "This, this, this, you said you wrote this?"

"Yes, I wrote it." Su Tian nodded, not showing any guilt.

Isn't it just a poem? He just didn't learn to write poetry. As long as he learned it, with his talent, he would definitely be able to write better than this one.

The teacher was very excited. He looked up some information on the Internet and asked a poetry expert he knew, and he became even more excited.

This poem was better than any other poem she had ever seen, and could be called art. It was extraordinary that Su Tian could write such a bold and profound poem at such a young age.

She immediately decided to hold a parent meeting and let all the children's parents appreciate this poem together.