"What's going on?" Jiang Rong looked seriously at Xia Chen and the sobbing boy.
Before Xia Chen could speak, the boy stood up first and rushed to Jiang Rong's side.
He cried loudly, "Teacher Jiang, help! Xia Chen hit me!"
Jiang Rong was a bit surprised but still looked reproachfully at Xia Chen, "Xia Chen, tell me, what happened?"
Just as Xia Chen was about to speak, there was a light knock at the classroom door.
Turning her head, Jiang Rong saw Song Zhi standing at the door, his eyes red.
She asked in a stern tone, "What's wrong with you again? Why are you crying like this?"
Song Zhi, already feeling aggrieved, cried out even louder when Jiang Rong asked him this.
Jiang Rong was a bit flustered, "Don't cry, don't cry. I'm just concerned about what happened to you."
Suddenly, there were two crybabies in the class, and Jiang Rong felt her teaching career had never been so chaotic.
