Outside the library, a corner with fewer people.
Wu Yifan's complexion turned black while holding the phone.
After listening to his father's words, the corner of his mouth moved slightly, and he continued, "Dad, listen to me, things are not like this..."
But on the other side of the phone, before Wu Yifan finished speaking, another voice came out.
"Hey! Yifan... it's me!" The voice was sharp and soft.
It was Wu Yifan's mother.
"Although you and your brother are more than a year apart, you both grew up together. Your brother is young and naughty. If something happens, you, the brother, can help. Since you are now at his school, just try our best to prevent things from expanding. Your dad and I will come over immediately and go directly to Principal Yan to solve it."
When Wu Yifan heard this, the muscles at the corners of the mouth tremble more and more.
He took a deep breath.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!