Professor Chen was furious when he saw this, "Director Wu, what are you going to do? Let him go quickly, he is not a student of our school..."
"You can tell that this kind of person is a scum in society at a glance, but he can actually enter our college? Professor Chen, I think you are getting more confused as you get older!" The Dean of Students dragged Ye Fan to Chen Hanxuan.
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Chen Hanxuan did not dare to tell the truth, but showed fear and an expression uglier than crying: "Director Wu, I really don't know."
"How could you not know? Chen Hanxuan, please recall carefully. Just three or four minutes before morning reading class, this man hit me in the corner of the parking lot. You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I will really notify your parents to come to school!"
"At that time, I was knocked unconscious by you. How could I still tell the difference?"
"You are talking nonsense. I only slapped you a few times, how could I possibly knock you out?" The dean of students abandoned Ye Fan and walked towards Chen Hanxuan.
A strange smile flashed across Ye Fan's lips, and he hit the edge of the podium table hard, as if he was pushed away by the dean of students.
Moreover, he fell with so much force that the podium table was overturned, and all the books, handouts, and chalk boxes on the table fell to the ground, and the podium suddenly became a mess.
This happened so suddenly that the teachers and students present all widened their eyes in shock.
I saw Ye Fan lying on the ground motionless, with faint blood stains on his back and arms overflowing his shirt, which soon turned red.
Professor Chen was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at Director Wu and was speechless for a long time. Then his eyes turned white and he threw his head back and fell back.
Several teachers panicked, sweating profusely, and called the security guards to take Professor Chen, who was unconscious, and Ye Fan, who was bleeding profusely, to the infirmary.
The professional counselor was filled with anger. It was already against the rules and conscience to arrest someone in his class, but who knew that the dean would actually do such an evil thing and beat someone directly in front of everyone.
"Director Wu, you have gone too far in this matter!" The counselor threw his face directly at the dean of students and grunted through gritted teeth: "I will report the truth to the school board and let them make a decision!"
The dean of students did not expect that things would develop to this extent. He was so angry just now that he didn't know how to use his strength, but he always felt that he didn't use much strength!
"I... I didn't mean it. Send this social youth and Professor Chen to the infirmary first. If that doesn't work, send them to the hospital. I'll pay for the medical expenses, I'll pay for them!"
People came and left in a hurry.
Seeing Ye Fan bleeding, Zhu Wanting's face suddenly changed. She stood up with a "shua" and ran outside.
Lin Pingxuan quickly grabbed her and whispered: "Brother Ye is acting. Let's go to the principal's office to file a complaint. Have you taken the video I asked you to take?"
"Yes!" Zhu Wanting said nothing, discussed it with a few sisters who played well, and the whole class elected a dozen representatives, and rushed towards the principal's office with righteousness.
Before the symposium at the School of Art was over, Wu Dedao was called to the principal's office and cursed for a while.
Principal Chen, who is usually very well-educated, rarely had a volcanic eruption, which lasted from 7:30 to the end of the symposium.
Subsequently, a denunciation meeting about Comrade Wu Dedao's "abuse of power and beating students" began with great vigor.
During the meeting, anonymous reporting letters were spread out on the conference table like snowflakes.
These were all reported anonymously by classmates when they heard about Wu Dedao's arrest at noon, and the School of Political Science was preparing to collect and compile evidence of the corporal punishment of his classmates.
When the director of the School of Political Science came to the reporting mailbox for statistics, he was so scared that he almost peed.
Not only was the mailbox extremely full, but the mailboxes were also spread out three to four inches thick on the ground. A large pile of letters was piled like snow at the door of the political school.
The director of the political school office quickly sorted out the report letters, folded four half-meter-long piles of paper, and hurried to the principal's office to report.
When the principal saw this situation, he was also so shocked that his face turned black.
He opened several letters at will, and they all showed that the dean of students had arbitrarily confiscated students' private property, punished them corporally, and threatened them.
The principal immediately sent someone to the dean's office to verify, and sure enough, nearly a hundred mobile phones and dozens of laptops, laptops, hundreds of packs of cigarettes of varying values, and even dozens of other items were found in his desk drawer.
wallet.
It's just that there isn't a penny in these wallets, and even a fool can see that the dean of students will not confiscate empty wallets for no reason.
The money here must have been embezzled by him without permission!
As soon as these lace materials came out, the principal was so angry that he was filled with fear.
If one day the students are forced by the Dean of Students to take these things outside, the reputation of the Art School will be ruined.
And my hat of being a principal will definitely be removed without any suspense, and the reputation of being a capable principal that I finally earned will be cast aside by the world!
Immediately, the principal decided to hold an internal meeting to criticize a series of style issues of the dean of students, and mobilized all teachers to discuss how to minimize the impact of the matter.
At the impromptu criticism meeting held in the middle of the night, the dean of students remained silent.
I just paid off those dazzling reporting letters. I tried my best to argue with my shamelessness, but I was still able to deceive him.
But the two large boxes of confiscated students' personal belongings are a little hard to say.
He usually dominates the school and spends a lot of money. Relying on his authority, he gets a lot of good things from the students.
Just for those fashionable and popular mobile phones, he secretly bought seven or eight of the best ones to give to his wife and children.
And those cigarettes have become my personal belongings. I haven’t bought any cigarettes in the past two years, all because of the “filial piety” of my students.
As for the wallet...the money in it has been used up long ago. If you can't explain it when asked, it will be the most trouble among troubles!
Several directors of the school also attended the meeting, one of whom was Wu Dedao's biological sister, Wu Jingjuan!
As the holder of authority in the school, she naturally would not watch her brother being kicked out.
It's just that the situation was so bad that she couldn't help Wu Dedao openly, so she could only help Wu Dedao privately and asked him to make some preparations.
After the meeting was silent for several minutes, the principal finally spoke.
"First of all, we must return the student property confiscated by Director Wu. Director Wu, please make a report and give the list of confiscated students and corresponding items to each class counselor.
Everyone, you must carry out the next work quietly, reason with classmates and parents, and calm their bad emotions. Director Wu, stop standing around and make the list first!"
Unexpectedly, Director Wu was dumbfounded on the spot. He looked at the contents of the two boxes and stood at the conference table at a loss.
Director Wu was indifferent, causing the principal to take a breath of air and gritted his teeth angrily: "Director Wu, you...don't tell me that you don't know who confiscated these things?"
"I... remember... I don't remember very clearly." Director Wu was forced to stand and endured the expressions of resentment, regret, or gloating from his colleagues. He was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
"Play the piano randomly, play the piano randomly!"
Without saying a word, the principal organized everyone to use those mobile phones to dial the phone numbers of the students in the address book. If there was no power, he first collected everyone's universal chargers, and then gradually eliminated, grouped and divided them.
After working for nearly an hour, I finally sorted out most of the mobile phones and distributed them to the counselors in each class.
There are also more than a dozen units, some of which belong to students who have graduated, and some whose owners cannot be determined and can only be put aside for the time being.
As for MP3 players, laptops, and wallets, those gadgets were even more troublesome. The school leadership team had no choice but to prepare a "lost and property notice" and planned to let everyone collect it by themselves tomorrow.
"Wu Dedao, I have nothing to say. You can express your opinion on what to do!"
The principal was exhausted by these shocking things and sat back on his chair weakly.
Wu Dedao trembled, but before he could speak, Wu Jingjuan from the board of directors took the lead in expressing her opinion.
She knew very well in her heart that her brother was an idiot, but he was better off by being filial and respecting herself.
So no matter what, she had to win over Wu Dedao.
"Everyone, listen to me. As the dean of students, Director Wu's methods of picking up, inspecting, and educating students are a bit extreme, but he is not as kind as other teachers in the eyes of the students.
Doesn’t this mean that he is an upright person and strictly abides by school rules?
‘Discipling’ is a thankless job in the first place, but Director Wu stepped up to the challenge despite the pressure, and everyone must be aware of his usual performance.
It's just that no one is perfect. He did not make a proper registration after confiscating the students' financial resources. Although this is true, it is understandable.
After all, it is not easy for him to preserve these things well. Our urgent task now is to restore the school's reputation and improve the school system. Does this make sense to everyone?"
The principal had just drank a cup of tea at this time and almost choked to death without a sip of water.
Wu Jingjuan's words that confused right and wrong were accurate, and she avoided the important and minimized the bad problems of Wu Dedao's behavior to a higher level of the system.
All the counselors were dumbfounded. They held up the tea cup for a long time and did not put it down until their wrists became sore.
Under his sister's eyes, Wu Dedao quickly stepped forward and made a distressed expression. This was his last hope. If he didn't fight, he might be in trouble if he resigned, and he would be in serious trouble if he was involved in legal liability.
"Dear leaders and colleagues, I am not careful in my work, and I am also quite old-fashioned. I have caused a lot of trouble for everyone, and I feel very guilty.
However, I, Wu Dedao, swear that I will review myself in the future and no longer lecture everyone in a simple and crude way. I will strive to get along with my classmates, learn to be flexible, and convince others with virtue!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Wu Jingjuan applauded, "That's very well said."
Several teachers who had good personal relationships with Wu Jingjuan also agreed.
"Wait a minute!" The principal suddenly stopped everyone's blind admiration and pulled out two videos from his mobile phone, "Let's take a look at this before talking."
Facing Wu Jingjuan's calm and harmonious singing with the dean of students, the principal felt so aggrieved that he immediately threw out the video evidence submitted by the art major students.