Article 22 Class Rules NO.25

  "Director!"

  The head teacher of the top class in Grade 3, with a face full of grievance and anger, rushed into the principal's office which was changing doors, only calling out once, before becoming choked up and unable to speak. The look on his face was exactly like that of the oppressed laborers of old society who had suffered great injustice, although he was already over 40 years old, still trying to sound like a young girl by pinching his throat, making even the bald principal shiver involuntarily.

  "What's wrong? Speak slowly?"

  "Just now someone rushed into our classroom and took away our blackboard TV!"

  The head teacher of the top class, who had been speechless for a long time, pointed to the teaching building with a humble and wronged expression, her eyes red, as if she was ready to play Lin Daiyu.

  The Dean of Studies listened to her account and, connecting it with Wang Jian's demand after bursting in earlier, he could think of who would dare to do such a rebellious thing even with his old hemorrhoids.

  His face turned iron-green, his complexion extremely solemn, and he slowly pulled out a dismissal letter from the desk drawer, beginning to copy onto it according to Wang Jian's employment information.

  "Principal, you should take care of this! How can our school allow such trash to be among us? Do you know how much impact it will have on our reputation?"

  "You go back to class first, I'll handle it."

  "Attend class? What class are you talking about? Our classmates, those obedient kids, are now seeking justice from that useless class of good-for-nothings! They're almost being bullied to death. Are you going to uphold this justice or not?"

  The director, upon hearing that two classes were at odds with each other, sprang up with a sudden movement, not even noticing the chair behind him falling to the ground. His fists were clenched tightly, his eyeballs almost bursting out of their sockets, his breathing rapid and heavy, and a layer of red glow had appeared on his oily forehead.

  Then, he decisively picked up the phone and dialed the principal's office number, but there was only a busy tone on the other end of the line. He tried again, still just a busy tone. In the situation where he couldn't report to his superiors, he decisively picked up the dismissal letter and threw it at the class head who was still complaining, then ran quickly towards Class 29 of High School 2, also known as the legendary F-Class's location.

  At this moment, the principal was sitting on the sofa in the reception room drinking a good Bi Luo Chun tea and playing chess with an old man with a head full of white hair: "Old Sun, your chess skills are impressive."

  "I've long been prepared to avenge this arrow, you'd better admit defeat honestly today. Can't you just unplug the phone line? This annoying noise is disturbing."

  Although Zhang was already in her sixties, she still had the elegant demeanor of a noble lady from a scholarly family. After listening to Old Sun's words, she glanced at the phone and raised an eyebrow: "Let it ring. By the way, how did you think of recommending this treasure to me?"

  "My grandson Zhiguos eyesight has always been unparalleled. After a lifetime of education, what steel can be cast and what knife can be forged is still just a glance or two."

  "You're still the same, full of nonsense."

  "That's not right, who begged to be my graduate student back then? When you asked me if I knew anyone who could recommend you, I took a liking to you. It's not easy to find a treasure like this, so you'd better take good care of it."

  "Forty years ago, you still mention it repeatedly, are you tired or not? Eat your horse." Zhang Xiao laughed brightly: "To be honest, when I was first hired, in the first month, I didn't want to do it anymore. This is not a school, but a place for fame and fortune. A bunch of garbage is doing education, I'm afraid of ruining my reputation. The thing about class 29, I've mentioned before that differential treatment is not allowed in school! But those people are good at delaying, making excuses, and using the group to pressure me. Now this treasure has arrived, let's see how he makes trouble."

  Lao Sun burst out laughing, laughed so hard that he coughed several times in a row, and after drinking a mouthful of water, he could speak normally: "I think you want to use that class as a breakthrough, let's have a big rectification!"

  "A teacher is always a teacher, and an old ginger is still spicy."

  "Hey, back then I was your teacher, now I'm the one who's been defeated by you."

  After a reluctant admission of defeat, Old Sun put away his ivory chessboard and leaned comfortably back in his recliner, gently scratching the chin of his white cat: "But I do think you should find him an assistant, it's hard for one person to bear alone."

  Zhang nodded, got up from his seat with elegance and walked to the window, overlooking the entire school. He said slowly, "You know, there are many things in this world that don't need explanation. People of the same kind always gather together."

  At this moment, at the entrance of Class 29, Wang Jian moved a chair to sit at the entrance, coldly staring at the group of top students who were scolding at the entrance. His eyes seemed to be looking at a group of ants. Behind him stood the troublemakers from Class F, both sides were excited, but because of Wang Jian's barrier, no fighting incidents occurred.

  Dawei had long since gotten wind of the situation, standing beside Wang Jian and cracking melon seeds, silently watching as things developed, a hint of a smile in his eyes. Except for occasionally getting flustered when his gaze met Nono's and hastily looking away, he was the epitome of a bystander.

  And Tianran Er also came, but she hid far away, under a big tree, peeking secretly, just like a little raccoon ready to steal fruit.

  However, the "top students" present had a characteristic: they would scold the F-class students in the room with very unpleasant words, but they never dared to bring up Wang Jian. After all, Wang Jian's gaze was like that of a mad dog, which made people feel a little frightened. Moreover, his ability to directly hammer a nail over four inches long into the ground with his bare hands to fix his broken chair just now was enough to scare those who had only seen such scenes on TV to wet their pants.

  The director of studies soon arrived with the head teacher of Class 1, and after dispersing the crowd, he walked up to Wang Jian with a stern face: "Was it you who destroyed the blackboard in Class 1?"

  Wang Jian's eyes rolled upwards and he nodded slightly: "It was me."

  "Do you know what this behavior is? It's theft! It's robbery! How can you be a role model for others like this?" The director took a deep breath, handed the dismissal letter to Wang Jian: "You were introduced by Old Sun, so I won't make it difficult for you. You fill it out yourself."

  Wang Jian took the dismissal letter, glanced at it, and then ripped it to shreds. He stood up, leaned against the door and said, "I'm asking you, have I ever looked for you?"

  "Been there."

  "What did I come looking for you for?"

  "Never mind... I'm telling you seriously now, you're fired!"

  "What qualifications do you have to expel me? Alright, assuming you do, tell me, is this class part of this school or not? If your answer is no, I'll leave immediately."

  This director is indeed a stubborn mule, as the saying goes, "a scholar meets a soldier, and even with reason, it's hard to make things clear." Now it's exactly this situation, if it were an ordinary person, being expelled would mean being expelled, and they'd slink away in defeat. But Wang Jian is not like that, he insists on being right, so he's made preparations, even if he can't continue, he must get to the bottom of this matter, otherwise, even if it means destroying the school, he won't give up.

  "Yes! It's part of this school."

  "Since it's part of this school, is its status the same as other classes?"

  "It's...the same."

  This is also a helpless move, to know that the network is so developed now, if such a diplomatic error occurs and the school's reputation is damaged, let alone him as the director of teaching affairs, even if he is the principal, he will have to step down. So when Wang Jian pressed hard, the director could only nod and say yes.

  "At first, you told me that the equipment was being prepared, right?"

  "Yes."

  "So I'm the new class teacher starting today, right?"

  "Yes."

  "Then I, a newly appointed class teacher, asked a brother class for a blackboard in the absence of teaching equipment, is this reasonable?"

  "Yes...yes..."

  The principal's cold sweat had come down, now he seemed to think that he was led into a circle by Wang Jian and couldn't jump out. If he jumped out, it would be equivalent to admitting that the school treated individual classes differently.

  "Just now you said that the blackboard which originally belonged to us will arrive soon, didn't you say it would be this morning? That means I only borrowed this blackboard for one class period. I'm asking you, is it logical for brother classes to borrow teaching equipment from each other and only use it for one or two class periods?"

  "Nonsense! All nonsense! Who told you it was just a morning's time? It's clearly all nonsense!"

  It can be imagined that the director has already realized that Wang Jian's set did not seal his mouth, but rather let him follow this set all the way along the route set by Wang Jian, and he is now in a completely passive situation, so now he can only climb down the ladder of Wang Jian.

  "Yes..."

  "Alright, I borrowed a blackboard, and it's both reasonable and logical. How can you expel me just because of this? Give me a reason, or else I'll sue you until your own mother doesn't recognize you."

  "I..."

  The Dean of Studies was sweating, Wang Jian couldn't just spout nonsense, he couldn't, as the second-in-command in the school, next to the principal, every word he said had a public opinion effect, especially in a university with some social influence.

  "You're just making things up!" The class teacher, who had been holding back until then, finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted out in her unique high-pitched voice: "You didn't get the permission of the subject teacher, you took it privately, that's robbery! Robbery in broad daylight under the clear blue sky!"

  "Auntie, who told you I didn't get permission?" Wang Jian suddenly turned around and smiled at Tianran Er, who was hiding behind the tree, revealing a row of big white teeth: "Right, Xiao Ze... cough... Teacher Wang."

  Tianran Er saw everyone looking at her, she looked around in confusion, pointing to her own nose, and had a completely bewildered expression.

  "Come, come." Wang Jian waved at Tianran with a smile that he thought was friendly and warm, like calling out to a child.

  However, this smile looked like the devil's smirk in Tianran Er's eyes, which made her heart thump violently, and then she cautiously approached Wang Jian, saying "Ah?"

  "When I went to work, I greeted you and asked to borrow your class blackboard, right?"

  "Huh??"

  "It's just when I'm going to work!"

  "Huh??"

  Wang Jian also seemed anxious, he was completely unprepared for this natural second to be so second... If she recanted now, Wang Jian would really be in danger.

  "It was this morning when you left my house, I told you."

  Dawei suddenly appeared behind Tianran II, who was frightened, and quietly poked the back of Tianran II with his car key, successfully bringing Tianran II back to life.

  "Oh... that thing." Tian Ran Er seemed to have really remembered something: "Yes, you told me."

  Wang Jian saw her say this, first gave Dawei a grateful look, then spread his hands to the head teacher of Class 1, the academic director and the students surrounding the door of Class 29: "This is a misunderstanding."

  Just then, the principal came in with his hands behind him, a clear look of displeasure on his face: "So many people are gathered here, what's going on? Do you know that this is class time?"

  Wang Jian made a decisive decision and quickly recounted his version of the story before the Dean of Studies could.

  "Oh... I see. So that's what happened." Zhang nodded and turned to ask the principal, "So it was just a misunderstanding? Since it was a misunderstanding, everyone can disperse now. Wang teacher, as a new teacher, you can't be so impulsive next time. Our school has very strict rules, borrowing things between classes requires advance notice to the subject teacher and me or Principal Xu."

  "I got it, I won't next time."

  Wang Jian said, and then quietly winked at Dawei and Tianran twice, the smug expression on his face was obvious to anyone who wasn't blind.

  "Let's disperse, this time Teacher Wang was unfamiliar with the process and caused a misunderstanding. Director Xu, you also have responsibility. Everyone should try to avoid such communication misunderstandings from happening again next time. Alright, let's all return to our classrooms for lessons."

  When the principal said that, the director of teaching affairs was also helpless and could only sneak out of the crowd with a gloomy face, leaving with a purplish complexion.

  The head teacher of Class One also shot Wang Jian a vicious glance and coldly hummed as he led his students away.

  The principal smiled mysteriously at Wang Jian after they left and silently walked away.

  She had just left when the students of Class F suddenly burst into a frenzy of cheers, and the already broken tables and chairs were knocked into neat rows, very rhythmic.

  "Give me some quiet!"

  Wang Jian shouted loudly in the house, and the room suddenly cooled down. There was only a whispering sound coming out, like the flapping of mosquitoes' wings.

  "Perfect match."

  Dawei Wang stretched out his palm and gave a masculine high-five, while Wang Jian patted him on the shoulder with a very masculine gesture: "It's still our mascot who deserves the most credit."

  The natural bounce bounced out of Wang Jian's devilish grasp, looking pitifully at Wang Jian: "I'm going back to class now, I'll take you with me tonight."

  After finishing, she escaped quickly like a rabbit, leaving only Dawei in the direction of Wang Jian making a ghost face: "She has started to change her impression of you, a good start is half of success, step by step, the lucky charm will be yours."

  "Stop messing around." Wang Jian pushed Da Wei's face away: "I'm going back to class now."

  "Let's go and have lunch together."

  Back in class, Wang Jian stood on the podium pointing at the TV wall: "You all saw this, it was exchanged for humiliation."

  His words made the air in the entire classroom stagnate, and the atmosphere became somewhat stiff and awkward.

  "Lift up your heads!" Wang Jian slapped the table: "Did you all hear how that person scolded you? Did you hear?"

  "Did you all hear that?" Wang Jian sat down on the stool: "To be honest, your whole class is a big vat of shit that nobody looks up to. Look at your own behavior! If I had to describe it in two words, it's dogshit; three words, stinky dogshit!"

  After finishing, Wang Jian coldly snorted: "From now on, whoever still wants to be a yes-man, please voluntarily leave from the back door, no need to come in. The sun is shining brightly at the back hill, I tried it yesterday."

  He waited for half a day without anyone making any move. He nodded: "Alright, since that's the case. I'll start setting rules for you now."