Chapter 31: Expulsion?

  Monday morning, the first and second classes of the History Department's sophomore year were Chinese Philosophy. The professor who taught the class was named Feng Tao, but students in the history department preferred to affectionately call him Feng Wuqing. This nickname had been with him since he was rated as one of the top four notorious professors in the history department, which has been more than 20 years ago, meaning that more than 20 generations of history students have experienced Feng Wuqing's tactics.

  It can be inferred from this nickname that even students who have not had any contact with Professor Feng Wuqing can easily judge how ruthless he is. In fact, it is indeed the case, so every Monday morning everyone gets up especially early to grab a seat.

  The reason for grabbing seats is not that the school-arranged classrooms are not big enough or there are not enough seats. Nor is it because Feng Wuqing's classes are so lively and interesting. It's just that no one dares to skip Feng Wuqing's class, and even the front row seats have no one willing to sit in them.

  No one dares to skip Feng Wuqing's class, thanks to his unique attendance method. Before class, he would ask everyone to write their name on a piece of paper and then hand it in one by one after class. What's even more perverted is that throughout the whole process, he would keep watching, with eyes wide open without blinking once. If you think you can get away with submitting two papers as one? You must be joking! And if he catches anyone skipping his class, retaking the course is not a dream.

  According to a story passed down through generations in the history department, there was once a senior in the history department who wanted to help his girlfriend get away with something. He took two slips of paper and ran to Feng Wuqing's office, asking "Teacher, do you know me?" Seeing Feng Wuqing shake his head in confusion, he quickly inserted the two slips of paper into a stack of papers on Feng's desk and then sprinted out of the classroom.

  A very interesting start, but a tragic outcome. Feng Wuqing immediately stopped the remaining students from handing in their slips of paper, and with his sharp eyes, he managed to find the two slips of paper that had been mixed together with the roll call papers, and registered the names on file. And then? There was no "and then", only the end. The end came after the final exams, when they received their score sheets, and the scores for this pair of star-crossed lovers in Chinese Philosophy were two beautiful zeros.

  No one wants to sit in the front row of the classroom. This is also due to another habit of Feng Wuqing's lectures. He particularly likes to point at students near him and ask them questions that he has just discussed, and if you can't answer or stand up and talk nonsense, it means you were distracted during class, although he won't directly make you fail, but will definitely deduct points from your final score, many children with scores of 58 or 59 have had the experience of being called upon to answer questions in his class and not being able to answer.

  This directly led to the fact that in Feng Wuqing's class, the back row position became an absolute scarce resource. There was even a legend circulating that a senior from the history department made money by grabbing the back row seats in Feng Wuqing's class, and it was said that at its peak, one seat could be sold for two yuan, enough to eat a breakfast in the cafeteria.

  So when the three brothers from History Department 302 dormitory finished washing and slowly strolled into the classroom, the back row of the large classroom was almost fully occupied.

  "Wow, I only knew our class had so many people on Monday mornings and Thursday afternoons!" Yang Tao exclaimed, gazing at the packed classroom.

  "I also understand why every time there is a leader coming for inspection, the school always picks the toughest class!" Chen Chufan sighed.

  "Stop wasting words, let's find a seat!" Meng Wei led the way into the classroom.

  Three people walked around the classroom for a whole circle. Only after making sure that there was not even one seat left in the back row did they reluctantly sit down in a slightly more forward position.

  As soon as the three of them sat down, Yang Tao took out a stack of letter paper and began writing furiously.

  "What's going on?" Chen Chufan asked curiously.

  "Yesterday the leader assigned a review, 3000 words, to be read tonight, I don't have time to write it in just one day, how can I finish writing it!" Yang Tao lamented.

  "By the way, what did you tell your parents' leader last night? She's so overboard, making you write a 3,000-word self-criticism. Is she serious?" Chen Chufan asked curiously.

  Chen Chufan didn't ask, it was fine. But once he asked, Yang Tao really had nothing to say and cried with a sad face: "I'm really wronged! I first told her that you suddenly had two more girlfriends, she asked me if I was jealous of you, as an old hand in the love scene like me who has been tested for a long time, of course, I wouldn't make such a mistake. At that time, I righteously and with good reason told her that I wasn't jealous of you at all, but rather despised your lack of dedication to love!"

  Chen Chufan asked in confusion: "This is great, then your family's Cuan should praise you, why are you still making you write a self-criticism?"

  "I didn't finish speaking yet!" Yang Tao sighed and continued, "Then she started gossiping, asking what was going on, so I told her the whole story of how you met your two girlfriends. Who knew she would suddenly ask who suggested being your girlfriend first? It's strange that I let my guard down at this moment and hastily admitted that it was actually my idea. And then, tragedy struck!"

  "What's the big deal? It's not like it's any of your business. What's she getting so worked up about?" Chen Chufan rarely spoke up for Yang Tao, and his words moved Yang Tao to tears.

  "Brother, if only the one at my house could be as understanding as you! She says that a man who can come up with such an idea must be a complete scoundrel with a brain full of filthy thoughts, and she's been making me reflect on how such a feudalistic and rotten idea emerged from my brain, whether it was from the left or right hemisphere. She almost had me go to the hospital to have my brain dissected!" Yang Tao said dejectedly.

  "So, always keep a hand on women!" Yang Tao concluded, and then ignored Chen Chufan, continuing to write hastily.

  Chen Chufan shook his head, he was still very sympathetic to Yang Tao, but writing a self-criticism was not something he was good at, so he couldn't help him share the burden. He took out the five-line score tutorial that Ye Siying had given her last night and started reading it with great interest. Who knew that as soon as he started reading, he became completely absorbed in it, until Feng Wuying walked into the classroom to start class, he was unable to tear himself away. Moreover, when he reached a crucial point, he would occasionally pick up his pen to take notes on the book, not feeling embarrassed at all that it wasn't his own book.

  It seems that the music gene in his body is at work, and Chen Chufan feels an unprecedented sense of happiness when learning these dry musical symbols.

  This happy feeling lasted until the end of the first class. Old Xiao entered the classroom after Feng Wuqing walked out of the classroom.

  "Is Chen Chufan here?" Old Xiao called out expressionlessly, then saw Chen Chufan stand up and said: "Follow me out for a moment." After that, he turned around and walked out of the classroom.

  Seeing Lao Xiao's gloomy face, Chen Chufan couldn't help but think that it must be related to the conflict with Zhang Peng.

  "Yang Tao, this time whether I can pass or not is all up to you!" Chen Chufan threw a sentence at Yang Tao and stood up, walking out of the classroom under the astonished gaze of the whole class.

  "Yang Tao, are you okay?" Meng Wei also asked with concern beside him.

  "Don't worry, boss! Let's talk about it when Chen Chufan comes back after getting the news." Yang Tao smiled and replied with a confident look, while glancing around.

  "What's wrong?" Meng Wei asked in puzzlement.

  "Of course it's about seeing where that bastard Zhang Peng is! I just want to see if he's feeling smug now!" Yang Tao said with a cold smile.

  Zhang Peng was naturally very pleased. Although the class had already ended, he didn't leave his seat like most of his classmates did after Lao Xiao and Chen Chufan left, but instead chatted with the two followers beside him, their faces filled with excitement and joy!

  "It seems that Lao San still hasn't been beaten enough!" Yang Tao sighed and shook his head. "He should be sent to the hospital for a couple of days, then he'll know what's scary!"

  "That makes sense!" Meng Wei concluded.

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  Lao Xiao directly took Chen Chufan to his own office.

  "Chen Chufan, what's going on with you lately? You haven't even finished dealing with the aftermath of jumping into the lake, and now you're fighting with your classmates again at the entrance of the cafeteria! How am I supposed to explain this?" Old Xiao said angrily as soon as he walked in.

  "Xiao Dao, I'm sorry! The situation was a bit complicated at the time, and I was also facing Zhang Peng's provocation. I couldn't hold back my temper for a moment, and I lost control and hit Zhang Peng!" Chen Chufan replied honestly.

  "So you're saying that Zhang Peng provoked you at the time? This is different from what I understood. Tell me exactly what happened back then." Old Xiao sighed and slowed down his tone as he spoke.

  Chen Chufan heard Lao Xiao slow down his tone, and quickly recounted how Zhang Peng had stopped him, then verbally attacked him, including the process of how he had lost his temper at the time, and how he had physically fought back.

  "That's about it!" Chen Chufan said finally.

  "Oh? But I heard that at the time, Zhang Peng was advising you not to do stupid things as the president of the student union. Is this true?" Old Xiao asked again.

  "He? Warn me? Xiao Dao, do you think I'm such an ungrateful person in your eyes? Besides, there were so many people present at the time, you can just go and investigate! Ever since I got the first prize scholarship, that Zhang Peng has been targeting me everywhere! I've been avoiding him whenever possible, tolerating him whenever possible. This time he just went too far, that's why I couldn't help but fight back." Chen Chufan explained somewhat agitatedly.

  "Oh!" Old Xiao hesitated for a moment, and compared to that, he still believed Chen Chufan's words more. Moreover, Zhang Peng was dissatisfied with Chen Chufan snatching the first prize scholarship from him, which Old Xiao was also aware of in his heart, after all, he had personally participated in the distribution of scholarships at that time.

  "I'm telling you, Chen Chufan, no matter how many reasons you have, it's wrong to hit someone! Just between the two of us today, I won't lecture you on big principles. I just want to ask if you know what Zhang Peng's identity is? I think you should know. Have you thought about the consequences of hitting him? Let me tell you, the student affairs office has already given me a disciplinary opinion letter regarding your fight, and they're planning to expel you from school. What do you say?" Old Xiao said with a serious tone.

  "Expelled?" Chen Chufan was somewhat surprised, but not very flustered: "I just slapped him three times, and now I'm being expelled? That's too harsh, isn't it? When did the school start punishing fights so severely?"