Little Rock had heard the commotion outside and was hiding in the house, not daring to make a sound.
It was not until the woman entered the house and pulled him out when he rushed into his mother's arms.
Little Rock's mother hugged her son tightly. "Don't even think about bullying my son!"
The director could not help but sigh. "No one wants to bully your son!"
"Since everyone is here, just say it clearly!" The director looked at Little Rock's mother and said earnestly.
Little Rock's mother still looked at the crowd with a guarded expression.
Little Rock lowered his head slightly and looked up, as if he was afraid to face the crowd.
"Little Rock, come..." the director said and stretched out his hand towards Little Rock.
Little Rock continued to hide behind his mother in fear. He looked both wronged and afraid.
The director frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Little Rock, were you beaten today?"
