Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

The principal couldn't listen any longer, and knew a little about the situation in the class. Standing between the two, he tried his best to resolve the conflict and said, "Coach Lin has just retired from the professional team and knows a lot about the game. What she said makes sense. We all You can discuss it again, but kneeling would be too much."

"Excessive? I don't think it is excessive at all. If my child leaves a psychological shadow and loses love for Taekwondo, who will be responsible?" Huo Huo's father, who was at work, was called over in a hurry, and looked down on Lin Weiwei very much. All the anger was vented on her.

Huohuo's mother looked disdainful, raised her chin, and said with a sneer, "Coach Lin is still in the professional team? You're so ridiculous. Could it be that he committed a crime and was kicked out?"

Lin Weiwei frowned tightly, not allowing other people to talk nonsense, and clenched his fists tightly and said: "Madam, the reason for my retirement has long been made public, so there is no need to be suspicious."

Lin Weiwei's many years of competition career cannot be slandered by others, she has her own pride.

Seeing that she was agitated, the principal hurried to her side for fear of escalating the situation, leaned into his ear and whispered, "This couple came late and had many unreasonable maintenance, so Huohuo came to your class."

"I believe in you, but first we need to settle the matter, and apologize first." The principal said helplessly with apology in his eyes.

Lin Weiwei hummed lightly, his chest was burning like a furnace, but he still suppressed and said solemnly: "I said I was responsible for my actions, and I hope you can do the same."

"Of course, as long as you kneel down and apologize to my son, and let him compete again, we won't make it difficult for you." Huo Huo's mother nodded, reluctantly agreeing as if giving alms.

"Just here, hurry up." She took out her mobile phone from her bag, kept urging, and actually wanted to take a picture.

Lin Weiwei shook his head, exhausted his patience, pointed to the camera above the two of them and said, "I reject your unreasonable request. If you feel wronged, the monitor can testify."

At this time, Zhang Baobao, who was stopped, ran over, stood in front of Lin Weiwei like a knight, and reprimanded him: "It's obvious that Huo Huo is unreasonable, and after losing the election, he has to play tricks and insist on participating in the competition."

"Baobao, don't come here, go back quickly." Lin Weiwei hurriedly took his little hand, not wanting him to wade into this muddy water.

"Nonsense, you guys are bullying Huohuo." Huohuo's mother didn't listen to the explanation, and when she knew there was a monitor, she leaned against the wall and said, "Don't worry about adults, children, if Coach Lin doesn't kneel down and apologize, we'll just stay here. "

Zhang Baobao was nervous, but he held Lin Weiwei's hand tightly, looking encouragingly, he would protect his aunt.

Zhang Baobao was shocked by their shamelessness, his little hands trembled, and he shouted angrily: "Your family is all carved out of the same mold, and you are all rascals."

"No, how do you talk, kid?" Huo Huo's mother stretched out her hand angrily, with ruthless eyes, and grabbed him hard.

Zhang Baobao didn't dodge it, felt pain in his pinched arm, tears rolled in his eyes, and insisted: "I didn't go, it's because of you."

Lin Weiwei's eyes widened, and he knocked off Huohuo's mother's hand. Looking at the reddened skin, he felt extremely distressed: "Baobao, it's my fault for causing you pain."

"I don't feel pain, and I absolutely don't allow others to bully my aunt." Zhang Baobao tried his best to endure the pain, curled the corners of his mouth, and comforted him.

Lin Weiwei was poked into his soft heart, his nose was sore, he rubbed him and said: "Baobao, you have done enough, just stay behind me, I will settle this matter."

Lin Weiwei had experienced similar things before and found that it was not advisable to give in blindly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The headmaster saw it in his eyes, felt pain in his heart, and said sharply: "No matter what you do, you can't do anything, he is still a child."

Huohuo's eyes were proud, flashed proudly, seemed very relieved, and said loudly: "Zhang Baobao came here by himself, it deserves it."

"It's just a light touch, the child is being delicate." Huo Huo's father looked at it indifferently, and said casually.

Feeling protected, Huohuo's mother had a smile on her face, and she became more confident and determined: "I will vent my anger on my child. I must make this coach kneel down and apologize, otherwise I will come to school every day to make trouble."

The children all ran over and defended, "We won't let you. You interrupt our class and bully Coach Lin. You are all bad people."

"Huohuo also threw a water bottle at Coach Lin and almost hit it."

"Huohuo still bullies us all the time, and his strength is not very good."

Huo Huo stomped his feet angrily, grabbed his mother's sleeve, and said aggrievedly: "Mom, look at them."

"This is the good student you have taught." Huo Huo's mother was trembling all over, and angrily said, "My child is better than you, so he should participate in the competition."

The children clicked their tongues a few times, made funny faces at Huohuo's family, and taunted them.

"Since Huo Huo is not convinced, we have learned Taekwondo, so let's use this to decide." Lin Weiwei said softly with bright eyes when he had an idea.

The whole family is conceited, Lin Weiwei intends to use tricks to make them see clearly and recognize the reality.

Mother Huohuo was taken aback, knowing that she used to be a professional player, she was worried that Lin Weiwei would hit someone impulsively, and warned: "Pay attention, we didn't do anything, do you want to hit someone?"

As she spoke, she waved her satchel at Lin Weiwei a few times, watching warily.

Zhang Baobao and his classmates covered their mouths and snickered, mockingly said: "Aren't you very arrogant just now? Don't be afraid."

Lin Weiwei looked dignified, with sharp eyes, and said calmly: "No, you said Huohuo has the strength to participate in the competition, right?"

"Of course, my children are no worse than anyone else."

"Well, I see that Huo Huo also likes sparring. How about holding a competition in the class and letting him participate if he wins?" Lin Weiwei had expected that she would be like this, and used the fairest way to let its understandable.

Huohuo opened his mouth in surprise, and immediately seized the opportunity to ask, "Is this true?"

"Have I ever lied to you?" Lin Weiwei stared at him deeply, and said from his heart.

Disappointment flashed across Lin Weiwei's eyes, and he racked his brains to teach Huohuo and get rid of his bad habits, but instead he was beaten up, resulting in such an embarrassing situation.

Lin Weiwei pursed her cherry lips, unable to tell what it was like in her heart.

But her eyes fell on Huo Huo's eyes, which meant something else.

"Coach, I'll let you affirm my strength." Huohuo clenched his fists firmly, and said loudly as if he was bound to win.

The children looked left and right, raised their hands consistently, pouted their lips, and took the initiative to challenge: "We are willing to participate in the competition."

Zhang Baobao jumped out, stretched out his thumb and then slammed it down, shouting angrily: "Bijibi, the loser should not cry, let alone let parents play tricks."

"Who is afraid of who?"

Lin Weiwei raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes flickered, and asked, "Do you have any objections?"

The little radishheads shook their heads surprisingly unanimously. Seeing that the situation was under control, the principal also agreed, "No objection."

"Of course we didn't, as long as the coach doesn't backtrack." Huo Huo's parents snorted disdainfully, full of confidence in their children, and said in a deep voice, "If Coach Lin loses, an apology is indispensable."