Huang Mao was burning with anger. He was soothing the pain and thinking of scolding Gu Zhiqi when suddenly a clean and cool voice sounded in his ears.
"Who am I to say is none of your business? Who do you think you are?" Huang Mao was furious when he suddenly heard someone talking to him and started to curse.
"I am your father."
The young man's voice was clean and cold, and then a fist hit Huang Mao.
"Ah!" Huang Mao screamed again.
Seeing this, several other teenagers immediately pounced on the boy who attacked Huang Mao.
Then……
"ah!"
"Ouch~"
"Well-"
As various screams rang out, within a few seconds, several boys were knocked to the ground.
The boy wearing a mask looked down at the boys and said indifferently, "If you dare to scold Gu Zhiqi in the future, I will have your heads ripped off..."
"Hey! What are you doing? Don't you know there's an exam taking place here?"
Before the boy could finish his harsh words, he was interrupted by the security guard who was attracted by the screams.
So, ten minutes later, the boy and several boys were invited to the dean's office.
Thirty minutes later, Gu Zhiqi appeared in the office.
Gu Zhiqi:?
At this moment, Gu Zhiqi was thinking about a question.
Why was she found even though she had escaped quickly?
After thinking about it, Gu Zhiqi turned his attention to a few boys.
It turns out that it was not destroyed...oh, it was not sealed.
Misstep.
But how did these people fall into the hands of the dean?
Just because she kicked Huang Mao, he would injure himself a thousand times and injure the enemy 0.000...1?
When Gu Zhiqi was distracted, Gu Zhiqi's arm was poked.
Out of vigilance, Gu Zhiqi subconsciously grabbed the hand that was poking her, turned his wrist, and was about to break it off.
The fingers moved very flexibly. Gu Zhiqi failed to break it off and planned to change the direction...
"bump!"
"What are you doing, what are you doing, what are you two doing?!"
The dean had just finished contacting the students' parents and turned around to give him a few words of reprimand when he saw Gu Zhiqi and the boy wearing a mask starting to fight again.
So the dean picked up the book on the table and slapped the table hard.
As soon as the dean said something, Gu Zhiqi and the boy stopped their hands at the same time, put their hands behind their backs as quickly as possible, and then looked down at their toes, as if they were obediently admitting their mistake.
The movements of the two were surprisingly consistent, which made the dean, Wen Feng, couldn't help but wonder if the two had rehearsed together.
"I have already informed your parents. Stand still until your parents come."
"You don't learn well at a young age, but you actually fight. How capable are you?"
"When we fight, we fight, and we even choose to fight outside the examination room. You guys are really good."
"The exam time isn't over yet, is it? What's wrong with handing in the papers so early? All of them are going to get full marks?"
…
Director Wen finished the phone call and started his training session.
Gu Zhiqi and the boy stood obediently and let their thoughts go.
Several other students also stood quietly, but they were not guilty at all. After all, they were the ones being beaten, and they were the victims.
Director Wen trained for a full hour, during which he didn't even drink a sip of water. If parents hadn't come one after another, Director Wen would have continued to lecture.
Gradually, the parents of several boys arrived, and the parents all had similar reactions when they saw their sons being beaten.
First, they scolded Gu Zhiqi and the boy, and then asked them to apologize, pay for medical expenses, and even asked the school to expel them.
