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

Seeing being stopped, Huo Huo's mother turned her head and glared, and scolded: "Our family Huo Huo won't participate in the competition anymore, what else are you going to do?"

Huohuo looked directly at Lin Weiwei indifferently, covered his eyes with his hands deliberately, and said with a sob: "It's fine if you don't let me go to the game, but stop me."

Lin Weiwei was so angry that he forcibly held back his anger, and asked suspiciously: "Can it be canceled after the game is over?"

"I asked me to kneel down and apologize over and over again, and I thought I was biased. I should remember who said it from." Lin Weiwei sneered, helpless against the double standards of the family, and said sarcastically.

Seeing that the two were silent, Huo Huo's father stood up and denied, "We came here for the Huo Huo competition from the beginning, and there is no reason to stay here after it's over."

"Two parents, we pay attention to reason and evidence, and Coach Lin has also been wronged." The principal stood up and made a fair judgment.

At this time, the door of the training room was opened, and the parents of the children walked in, watching the farce: "Coach Lin, we are here to watch the game."

Huo Huo's mother mistook Lin Weiwei for doing it, trembling with anger, pointed at her nose and cursed: "You still have to find someone, don't be shameless."

"We are not entangled anymore, but you are still attached." Huohuo's mother blushed with anger, with unstoppable anger bursting out of her eyes, and shouted sharply.

Lin Weiwei clenched his hands until his knuckles turned white, without changing his face, he only asked for an explanation, and said loudly: "You two have framed me for partiality, and made a big fuss in the class, and you should give me an explanation."

"The monitor records everything, don't be lazy, and always learn to be responsible for your actions." Lin Weiwei said with sharp eyes, full of anger, "Huohuo, I may not be able to teach you in the future."

After hearing this, Huohuo put down his covering hand, watched with red and swollen eyes, and clutched the hem of his clothes nervously.

"This is the last thing I will teach you." Lin Weiwei said word by word, their fate ended here, and helplessness flashed across his eyes.

Huo Huo's tears flowed down, his voice trembled, humming like a mosquito: "Coach Lin."

Lin Weiwei hesitated for a moment, opened his eyes wide, and did not nod for the first time.

Suddenly, her father, who was a botanist, was very strict when she was young. He once said: "I have seen a strong child. He is responsible for his words and deeds. He is consistent. You can learn from him." Down."

The young Lin Weiwei even retorted childishly, but now it seems that it is really not easy.

The harsh voice interrupted, Huo Huo's mother covered the child's mouth, and said hastily: "I shouldn't let the child learn Taekwondo from you, I regret it so much."

The principal was so angry that he had a headache. Seeing all the parents looking at each other, he rushed to explain what happened and comfort him.

Lin Weiwei's chest heaved violently, with fury in his eyes, he said coldly: "You regret it when everything goes well."

"We don't regret it." The children muttered for a while, and their childish voices sounded.

Parents who knew a little bit about the matter conveyed the matter to each other, and were surprised by the unity of the children, so they quietly waited and watched.

Dad Huo Huo stepped forward, and Lin Weiwei said without any fear: "Apologize to me if you lose the game."

"Otherwise, I will explain it myself, and make the monitor screen public, and you make your own choice." Seeing that they had no repentance and no patience, Lin Weiwei had to use this strategy as a last resort.

Hearing this, Huo Huo's father changed his mind instantly, worried that the surveillance video would be leaked and he would lose face, so he said reluctantly, "Let's apologize, but don't make the video public. We are all adults, so we should keep everything on the line."

Mother Huo Huo wanted to leave immediately, seeing the situation was not good, she screamed, "How dare you force us to submit?"

Lin Weiwei's dark eyes glowed, and he said in a cold voice: "Don't forget to reprimand and make unreasonable demands on me. Isn't forcing people into submission what you are best at?"

Lin Weiwei's eyes were like sharp knives shining coldly, dismissing their unreasonableness.

Seeing that it was difficult to take advantage, Huo Huo's father said in a low voice helplessly: "We are wrong, we shouldn't speak rudely to Coach Lin."

"It's okay now." After the two reluctantly apologized, they dragged the child to go outside, staring angrily in frustration, and gritted their teeth numbly.

"Wait a minute, I'm not the only one." Lin Weiwei stopped her and said resolutely, "Mom Huohuo took the opportunity to pinch the children in my class, and the matter has not been resolved yet."

"Lin Weiwei, don't go too far." Huo Huo's mother turned her head and shouted angrily, "I just grabbed him lightly, how can it be strong?"

Lin Weiwei remembered the red mark on Baobao's arm, and anger ignited in his chest, and he shouted sharply: "The child has red marks on his arms, and he is about to cry out in pain. Is this called a light scratch?"

"As a coach, it's not too much to seek justice for the children in my class." Lin Weiwei pressed on every step, glaring, and continued to reprimand.

Warm in Zhang Baobao's heart, he rolled up the wide sleeves of his Taoist uniform, exposing his bruised arms, and said aggrievedly, "Auntie dares to do something or not, what's the point?"

The parents exclaimed for a while, looked at it distressedly, and said: "Coach Lin has taken responsibility seriously, and even pinched the child like this, how can I bear it?"

Huo Huo's mother knew that she had used too much force. Under the accusations of everyone, she gritted her teeth and refused to admit it: "I didn't do it. This child and Coach Lin are acquaintances. I am only angry with this child. Don't be fooled."

"The children in the class are all familiar with me, no matter who they are, I will protect them." Lin Weiwei sneered, looked around at the nervous children and said, "I suspect that I am biased, and I want to snatch other people's places, and I am still telling stories."

The parents present figured out that they were worried that their children would be bullied, and they also strongly agreed with Lin Weiwei's attitude and behavior. They voiced their support and said, "It's too much, please apologize to this child."

"The child is so young and you can do it. Your child is Bao'er, but ours is not?"

"Coach Lin is young, but he is sensible. I am at ease teaching my children."

"Let's go." Dad Huohuo pulled the two of them, humiliated, and did not want to be the laughing stock of everyone.

"Don't go, you still owe the child an apology." Lin Weiwei stood in front of the three of them, his chest heaving violently.

The parents slowly stood in front of the door, watched coldly, and stood up straight.

"Lin Weiwei is the child's aunt. I heard it with my own ears." Mother Huo couldn't control her mouth. Seeing that everyone was on Lin Weiwei's side, she became even more annoyed, regardless of the situation, as if she was about to die.

"Lin Weiwei is just pretending to force me to bow my head."

"Hands and tongues, people who bully me still want to run away?" Ji Mingyou walked out slowly with anger in his cold and arrogant voice, his handsome eyes were as cold as an unfathomable abyss, and his straight suit highlighted his slender figure.

"Uncle." Zhang Baobao was taken aback. He obviously didn't expect him to come, so he happily ran over.

Lin Weiwei was stunned, Zhang Kuang's words seemed to stop in his ears, his heart trembled slightly, and he murmured in doubt: "Why is he here?"

Lin Weiwei pursed his lips. What is someone who bullied him?

At this time, don't say anything that makes people misunderstood, Lin Weiwei keeps complaining.