How to raise a father who is overly controlling of his daughter

Many students in the class ignored the English teacher, thinking she was easy to bully because of her good temper.

There were a few mischievous students who even talked back to the English teacher in class, showing off their individuality and teasing this gentle and beautiful female teacher.

No matter how kindly the English teacher tried to persuade them, the mischievous student simply ignored her. Finally, they had no choice but to call in the homeroom teacher.

The homeroom teacher was a math teacher, a middle-aged woman nearing forty, with a sallow complexion. She gave her a fierce glare and a few warning words, and the students dared not misbehave.

Those troublesome classmates were bullies who preyed on the weak. They usually bullied the well-behaved students and disrupted the classes of a few good-natured teachers, but I've never seen them dare to cause trouble in the math or language arts classes.

Afterwards, the English teacher secretly hid in her office and cried, with several other teachers comforting her.

Rena knew this because she was called to the teacher's office because of a problem with the exam paper, and she happened to see this scene.

The English teacher's surname is Wu, and her given name is Yueyin.

He cleared his throat and said in English, "Now class begin."

The class monitor called for everyone to stand up, and the students greeted each other in English.

"Please sit down!" The English teacher nodded, signaling the students to sit down.

"Turn to page 156," the English teacher said, without reading it aloud in English.

It turns out that she prefers to teach in English most of the lessons, hoping to cultivate students' English proficiency through attention to detail.

However, most students are not interested in English and did not study it seriously in elementary school. Many students have a poor foundation and have to give up.

……

An English class passed quickly.

The English teacher said "get out of class dismissed" in English, and the students, who had been drowsy as worms in class, immediately perked up and started playing and shouting energetically.

Rena rummaged through her schoolbag, looking for her Chinese textbook so she could go to her Chinese teacher to memorize it.

"That's strange, where's my Chinese textbook?"

Rena searched for a long time but couldn't find the Chinese textbook.

"Could it be that I left it at home?"

Rena stopped rummaging through her schoolbag and suddenly remembered that when she asked Yixue to recite her lessons at noon and ran back to her room, she seemed to have left the books on the coffee table.

No wonder when she went to school, Yixue said to herself, "You still owe me a massage, remember to pay me back!"

"Damn it!" Rena gritted her teeth in anger. How was she supposed to recite to her Chinese teacher without a book? Was she supposed to make the teacher check her recitation with her own book? That would make her look lazy, too lazy to even bring a book.

"I'll go find her right now!"

Rena went upstairs, puffing out her cheeks.

Rena's class is on the third floor. The second year of junior high school is on the fourth floor of the other teaching building.

After going upstairs, you have to walk a short distance to get to Yixue's classroom on the other side.

"Class 2, Grade 8, is this Yixue's class?"

Reina stood at the door of Yixue's classroom, hesitant to go in.

What should I say when I go in? Will it be a little awkward?

Rena was having second thoughts.

Just then, a female student sitting by the window noticed Rena and kindly asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Students from many classes often borrow things from each other or come to find someone. The girl was quite familiar with the unfamiliar face of the neighboring classmate standing awkwardly outside, because it had happened more than once or twice, hence her question.

"I'm here to see Yixue," Rena said, and the girl looked at Rena with some surprise.

Although Yixue was popular in her class, she maintained a slight distance from others, keeping a subtle gap between herself and them. No one from other classes would approach her or ask to borrow anything.

"Wait outside for a moment, I'll go in and call her," the girl said, going inside to inform Yixue.

Chapter Thirty: Chatting and Laughing

"Yixue, someone is looking for you outside," the girl said.

Yixue was discussing a math problem with the two girls sitting in front of her. Both girls were good students.

When Yixue heard someone calling for her outside, she curled up the corners of her mouth. Of course, she could guess who was looking for her.

"Thank you," Yixue said to the girl who had informed her.

The girl was a little embarrassed, saying it was such a small thing and there was no need to thank her: "It's nothing, just a small favor."

Yixue said apologetically to the two girls at the table in front of her, "I have to go out for a bit."

"It's okay, you can go out first." The two girls smiled, then started arguing again, seriously discussing the answers on the test paper.

Yixue took out her Chinese textbook from the drawer and walked towards the classroom door.

Reina was standing at the classroom door, glaring at her angrily.

"what happened?"

Yixue put her hands behind her back to hide the Chinese textbook she was holding, deliberately teasing Lingna with a serene smile on her face.

Rena stretched out her hand, somewhat angrily, "Where's the book!"

"What book?" Yixue tilted her head, took out a hand from behind her back, bit her index finger, and pretended to be a little girl who knew nothing.

"Ugh!" Rena gritted her teeth in anger. "I don't have time to play games with you. Give me the book now!"

In Yixue's class, many students sitting by the window were looking this way.

After all, they are two such beautiful girls, they attract attention wherever they go.

Rena was both ashamed and angry to see so many people watching her. She dared not speak loudly, so she gradually lowered her voice, gritting her teeth and squeezing out the words through her clenched teeth.

"Is this what you mean?" Yixue smiled and pulled out her Chinese textbook from behind her back.

Rena panicked and reached out to grab it.

"Hey!" Yixue pulled her hand back and put it behind her back.

Reina, having missed her chance, glared at Yixue angrily: "What do you want!"

Yixue's face was full of smiles: "Sister, you really are something, you forgot to bring your books. I kindly helped you carry them, and you still talk to me like that... Sigh, it's really heartbreaking." After saying that, she even sighed dramatically. If someone who didn't know her saw this, they would really think she was sad and upset.

"You..." Reina was furious and wanted to explode, but seeing that some classmates were watching them, she could only take a deep breath and soften her tone: "What will it take for you to return my book?"

"Call my sister."

"You do it...!"

The word "dream" was still stuck in her teeth, and Reina, seeing the smile on Yixue's face, had no choice but to give in.

"Anyway, I called her that once, so it doesn't matter if I call her that again."

Thinking this way, I didn't feel particularly upset or humiliated anymore.

"Sister," Rena called softly.

Yixue was overjoyed, gently hugged Lingnai, and patted her head.

Reina's face turned bright red, half embarrassed and half annoyed. Forcibly suppressing the strange feeling in her heart, she asked Yixue, "Where's the book?"

"Here it is." Yixue held out her hand, holding a Chinese textbook.

Rena was about to take it when she noticed that Yixue was holding the book tightly in her hand. Rena was not strong enough to pull it away.

"You?" Reina glared angrily at Yixue. "Are you going to go back on your word?"

"Do you remember what you still owe me?" Yixue gently curled the corners of her lips.

Rena then vaguely remembered that she seemed to owe her a massage.

"I understand..." Rena reluctantly gave in.

The first break is fifteen minutes. The eye exercises are almost over, only ten minutes left. I can't linger with Yixue any longer. If I do, class will start.

Yixue released her hand and smiled, "This is my good sister."

"Tch!" Reina glanced at Yixue with some disdain. "What kind of older sister is she? So stingy!" She then immediately ran downstairs.

Yixue stood there, smiling, silently watching Lingna walk away.

After a while, I returned to the classroom.

Someone in the class asked curiously, "Who is that girl? Why is her hair blonde? Aren't students not allowed to dye their hair?"

That's my sister.

Yixue smiled and explained, "My dad is Chinese, and my mom is of mixed race. I look like my dad, and my sister looks a bit like my mom."

After saying that, she seemed to think of something and kept repeating, "I'm more like my dad, and she's more like my mom."

"I'm more like my dad!"

Yixue's smile grew brighter and brighter.

……

Rena ran downstairs and rushed to the office, only to find that the Chinese teacher was not there.

"Where's the Chinese teacher?" Reina asked, puzzled and somewhat anxious.

As Reina sat there grading papers, the English teacher noticed her and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Is there something you need?"

"I came to find my Chinese teacher to recite, but I don't know where she is."

"Oh, she should be in Class 3. Wait here for a moment, she'll probably be back soon." The English teacher smiled and asked Rena, "Why are you asking the Chinese teacher to recite now? Doesn't she have no classes this afternoon?"

"I didn't memorize it well this morning, so my Chinese teacher told me to come to her to recite it after class this afternoon," Rena said.

"I see." The English teacher nodded.

The two started chatting, exchanging a few words here and there.

The English teacher was approachable and different from other teachers. Anyone could chat with her and talk about anything. People treated her like an ordinary older sister or a recent college graduate intern.

Not to mention that Rena had some feelings for her.

Because Rena had excellent English grades, her English teacher often praised her in class. She was also the English class representative for her group. The two of them often interacted and naturally started chatting and laughing.