I am a god in script killing

Chapter 76 Rose's Funeral (10)

[Jiang Yuan?Brother Nine...]

"I found out, it was indeed the shielding of the game system before." 069 cooperated in place, "I will filter and sort it out for you."

【it is good. 】

"It's him," Bo Juan assuredly delivered, and then said to Wen's mother, "Look at your reaction, is there something wrong?"

"Didn't the Jiangyuan matter be suppressed by your school?" Wen's mother was suspicious, "Besides, how could my daughter get involved with that kind of boy?"

This is not the right reaction.

Bo Jun's thoughts moved slightly: "Although this is a sensitive issue, I'm afraid that the matter of Jiang Yuan will have a negative environmental impact on Wen Yaya. Out of the concept of being responsible to students, I hope you can tell me, Mama Wen. .”

"Well, it's all for the kids."

Mother Wen's expression was tangled for a moment, but she still spoke for the sake of the child:
"Jiang Yuan and my Yaya junior high school are in the same class. Parents' meeting or dinner table will talk about new things, and Jiang Yuan was mentioned."

Bo Jun: "Then you..."

"So I don't have a good opinion of the kid Jiang Yuan."

Mother Wen was not rude, and her language was still polite:
"He is above average in his studies, and his family background is not very good. His parents spend money on him to go to school, but he always pays for meals in class.

"I went to invite my daughter several times, wrote love letters to my Yaya, and blocked Yaya with a bunch of male classmates."

"This will indeed affect the child's psychology." Bo Jun frowned slightly, "You should tell me the truth."

"I didn't think of it here either. The environmental impact is huge, especially in the third year of high school!"

When Mother Wen heard that it was affecting her child, she hurriedly said:
"But Jiang Yuan's grades in high school have improved, and he has the same key classes as my daughter. The little boy may have a brighter head. I heard Mr. Li said that he is very active in class affairs, so I thought it was all right.

"—Who would have thought that he jumped off the building when he said he jumped off the building!"

Speaking of this, Wen's mother was a little anxious: "Mr. Bai, what do you think should be done?!"

"Don't worry, these things are just basic guesses, and they may have affected Wen Yaya." Bo Jun reassured.

"Some usual exercise can relax children's nerves. You said Wen Yaya used to like ballet and won many awards."

"Yeah, a lot of prizes," Wen's mother was distracted and relaxed, "My family Yaya dances really well, neighbors and dance teachers praised her, and even participated in ballet competitions on behalf of the whole city."

"So powerful?" Bo Jun smiled.

"Yeah," Mom Wen's eyes flashed with loneliness, "It's just that I hurt my leg now, and I don't want to recover properly, and I won't tell us why..."

"Since the child liked ballet before, show her the previous awards and photos, of course it should be moderate," Bo Jun said, "Moderate stimulation may give her the courage to recover."

"You're right," Mother Wen suddenly realized, "Why did I forget about this!"

"In this case, can I take a look at Wen's previous competition photos?"

Bo Jun began to accept the hook: "To be honest, I went to see my friend teach children to dance ballet before, and I was quite interested."

"of course can."

Wen's mother got up and entered the room, and took out a thick photo album after a while:

"That's it, you watch, I'll look for others, trophies and the like."

After Bo Jun thanked him, he took it and opened the exquisite photo album.

From the girl wearing a ballet skirt for the first time, I flipped through the single photo to find a group photo, and suddenly I was stuck on a photo——

A group of twelve or thirteen-year-old children wore ballet skirts and smiled at the camera. The lead dancer in the center was delicate and beautiful, with slightly raised eyes, but clear and clean eyes, shy smile, and a mole on the lower corner of the mouth.

——It was the boy that Bai Wei had protected.

(End of this chapter)