Li Zuoxin frowned, never encountered such a clueless student before. Just a bit of acting and it wouldn't really affect them, just a report and standing for one class.
Who hasn't stood for a class before?
If a teacher can't handle a student, how can they face others in the future?
Pretending to be stern, he slapped the desk and said sharply, "Gu Xiaoqing, are you still not convinced? Fine, don't attend class. Go back and call your parents; if they don't come, you won't be allowed to attend school."
This was a teacher's trump card.
Most students feared this.
Calling the parents!
This move was almost always effective.
Any student who heard this would feel as if their parents had died, it was that tragic.
All because, after a teacher's words, going home always resulted in a painful punishment—a bamboo shoot stir-fry, a truly painful realization.
Li Zuoxin wanted to scare Gu Xiaoqing, but upon seeing the expression on Gu Xiaoqing's face, he realized he was mistaken.
