Chapter 13: The Fox Borrows the Tiger's Might

  The three of them looked at each other and saw that it was about time, so they packed up their things and prepared to leave. At this moment, the door of the basketball gym was pushed open, and a person walked in first, followed by the four people who had run away earlier. The two leaders, one in his forties, with a big belly, looked like he worked in school administration, and the other in his thirties, wearing a well-fitted suit, looking young and capable. The muscular man pointed at Wen Jian and the others and said: "Principal Zhao, it's these three people from the Foreign Language Department who are being unreasonable, not only occupying the basketball gym and not letting us train, but also hitting people..."

  Director Zhao, in his forties, let out a cold hum, put his hands behind his back and said sternly: "What are your names? You've delayed the school basketball team's training, and even resorted to violence. This is already a violation of school rules and regulations. I will investigate this with your department head!"

  Xu Yao and Ning Xiao Ning stood behind Wen Chen without speaking, and unknowingly, the three of them formed an unspoken understanding. As for dealing with external public relations and such trivial matters, it was naturally Wen Chen who took care of them.

  "Hello Director Zhao, what happened may be different from what you've heard..."

  Before he could finish speaking, Dean Zhao abruptly cut him off with a wave of his hand: "I don't want to hear your excuses. Leave your names and wait for the school's disciplinary action." As he turned to glance at the injury on the meaty-faced boy's face, his tone became even more severe: "Hmph, considering the severity of the incident, expulsion wouldn't be out of line! However, since you're young and don't know any better, if you apologize to these classmates now, I can consider giving you a lighter punishment that will allow you to remain in school."

  Looking at the smug expression on the face of the horizontal meat man, Wen Ze didn't know that the dean was pulling a fast one and said in an unpleasant tone: "Dean Zhao, you're the vice dean, right? Do you have the power to expel students?"

  Director Zhao's face turned red with rage, the word "deputy" being his eternal pain. "What's your name? How dare you speak to me like that? I'm telling you, now you can pack up and get ready to leave, tomorrow you'll receive a notice from the hospital!"

  Wen Jian looked at him with a foolish gaze, "Do you think I'm mentally handicapped? You've threatened me like this and still want to know my name?"

  Deputy Director Zhao was furious and pointed at Wen Jian, saying: "Fine, don't think that just because you won't speak, I have no way to deal with you. There are photos of you in the files, wait for your dismissal!"

  It has to be said that the leaders of higher institutions still have some quality, and even though they are so angry, they don't utter a single profanity. Compared to men like Huang Yuandong and Mu Shanshan, they have much more bearing.

  "Then go dig up the files, don't bother saying goodbye!"

  The burly man saw Wen Qing being so bold, not only was he not angry but also overjoyed. He had fabricated a lie to trick his uncle, the deputy dean, into coming here, and was still worried that Wen Qing's big mouth would arouse his uncle's suspicion. But this way, his uncle would definitely expel the little brat without hesitation. On the other hand, he could help the two beauties plead for mercy, and they would still be grateful... Not to mention hooking up with one of them was a blessing from a past life, even getting together with both of them wasn't impossible...

  The lustful man was about to drool, until the sly man poked him and he came back to his senses. He took a step forward, pointing at Wen Qiang and scolding: "You're shameless! Now quickly kneel down and slap yourself in the face to admit your mistake, otherwise you'll be expelled and cry later!"

  Wen Ze didn't respond to him, occasionally slapping the basketball. Principal Zhao was furious and laughed: "Alright, you have backbone, just don't regret it later!"

  Just as he was about to leave, a young man in his thirties suddenly pushed the door open and came in. He was wearing casual Western-style clothes, with his hair combed neatly, looking very capable. "Director Zhao, you're really hard to find! If Little Li hadn't seen you coming this way, I'd have had a headache. Let's hurry up and go, Director Lin and the leaders from the municipal government and bureau are all waiting. If we're late, Director Lin will get angry!" His words were quite impolite, with a hint of complaint.

  Wen Qing's eyes lit up, wasn't this the young man who had delivered the key a few days ago? The young man also saw Wen Qing and his friends, and a smile floated onto his face as he hurried over to say: "Isn't this Wen Qing? Are you here to practice today? I've been busy for the past two days and didn't have time to come see you. How is it, are you satisfied with the conditions here?" His attitude was completely different from how he had treated Director Zhao.

  Director Zhao was stunned by the young man's words, and Qingzhou Normal University knew that this young assistant to the president had a high nose and a deep background. In the hospital, except for the president, no one else would sell their face. Now, however, he was being extremely enthusiastic towards a student, which must be a big problem. The muscular man was also scared half to death, knowing the young man's identity and having heard his uncle say that this person was not easy to mess with. Unexpectedly, however, he had been so passionate about the guy who had looked down on him for half a day, feeling uneasy in his heart, quietly retreating several steps.

  Director Zhao is indeed a seasoned elite in society, immediately putting on a smile and saying: "Oh, so you know Assistant Zheng? Well, that's a misunderstanding then. I was wondering why someone would still be at the basketball court this late, so I came over to take a look, didn't expect it was you who brought him here!"

  Zheng's assistant didn't pick up where he left off and said: "I don't have such a big face, this is Director Lin's personal entrustment, asking me to take good care of it."

  Dean Lin... Dean Lin? Zhao Dean was as if he had been hit on the head, cold sweat poured down, and he didn't even bother to wipe it away. He hurriedly smiled and said: "Since you are a guest of Dean Lin's, I won't disturb you. This... classmate, what happened earlier was a misunderstanding, I will definitely criticize them severely." Turning his head, he sternly said: "Wang Guangfu, don't you apologize to your classmate?"

  The stout man was originally named Wang Guangfu (Wang Guangfu's face was streaming with tears, and the extras didn't have the right to a name). He was scolded by his uncle and trembled with fear as he walked forward, bowed and said: "It was all my fault earlier, a misunderstanding! You are a magnanimous person, don't bother with me!"

  The lecherous man was even more accompanied by a smiling face, his head lowered almost to his crotch, and Xǔ Yáo and Níng Xiǎo Níng looked at several people with disgust, pulling their hands to hide aside. Wēn Chén hastily patted a few times, flustered: "I don't dare, I should be the one apologizing, actually what you guys scolded earlier was all right, otherwise I'll kneel down now and slap my own ears to apologize?"

  The neighbor is so spicy!

  The five-character mantra echoed in the minds of several people at the same time. After cursing in his heart, Director Zhao had to come out and mediate, after all, in the teacher's college, big or small matters were decided by Director Lin's word, and he was just a small deputy director who wasn't even a player! He said seriously: "Wang Guangfu and others provoked in front, scolded behind, fought and injured people... slightly... hurt" He looked at Wen Chen and couldn't find any wounds, so he had to improvise a sentence, "Give a serious warning penalty to serve as a deterrent!"

  Zheng's assistant remained indifferent until Director Zhao said this and then smiled: "Alright, alright, since it was a misunderstanding, let's not make a big deal out of it. Let's just drop the matter."

  Wen Ze knew it was over, burst out laughing and grasped Zheng's assistant's hand, saying in a low voice: "Thank you for your support!"

  Zheng's assistant smiled and said in a low voice, "Director Zuo is also over there. Little brother, do you want to go together?" As soon as he said this, Wen Xiao knew that this person was definitely one of Dean Lin's trusted aides, and everyone knew who the middleman was.

  This is acceptable, only those who know Zuo Yu Xi's identity would have this attitude. Zuo Yu Xi himself is not worth worrying about, a small city-level education bureau chief is not worthy of being deliberately befriended by a unit like Qing Shi, but adding a deputy provincial-level old dad, the nature is completely different, borrowing a basketball gym, borrowing power to suppress people and other small things, it's not a big deal.

  Wen Cheng shook his head and pointed to the two women, Zheng's assistant smiled knowingly and pulled Director Zhao out the door, followed by the four horizontal meatballs. With Zheng's assistant present, Director Zhao wouldn't dare to be partial. Of course, everyone understood that this was just a widow buying cucumbers - better than nothing. Wen Cheng just wanted to disgust them a bit.

  To end this farce, the two women walked over, Xu Yao applauded and laughed: "What a great show of officialdom, arrogant in front and humble in back, borrowing power to hit power, using the tiger's might to intimidate, fool, which one are you?"

  "You're just a bunch of troublemakers, flirting with everyone and causing all sorts of problems. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have so many troubles!"

  Xu Yao and Ning Xiao Ning simultaneously raised their eyebrows, Xu Yao shouted: "Hit him!" and rushed up, fists and feet flying. Ning Xiao Ning hesitated for a moment, then followed suit and slapped Wen Jian's shoulder.

  Yeah, it feels pretty good!

  Yeah, some guys have doubts about the 1-1 draw, let me explain.

  First of all, thanks for reading carefully, buddy.

  If there are 95, 96 years in high school often playing table tennis buddies, know that at the time of the situation, often during class breaks or after school play, less tables more people, countless people queuing up, so rarely hit enough 21 balls. So, 11 points is the standard configuration at that time, as for the scoring system of the International Table Tennis Federation, unfortunately, brother really didn't notice it. However, according to convention, maybe many rules have been in place before the official release of standardized documents, but at that time 11 points was indeed there. Because I'm a new user with not enough points, can't reply in posts, so explain here.)

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