Early the next morning, the sun had risen high, making people feel refreshed.
At least the top of Building No. 1 was burned, and it was pitch black and looked very strange.
On the rooftop of the teaching building, Yang Fangyu was smoking Huazi, and Wang Ziqiang was standing next to him.
"What happened last night? Have anyone from the Martial Arts Association gone?
How come the person named Zhang is so good, has not even lost any hair, and still gets so much limelight?"
"This matter is a bit complicated and cannot be explained clearly in a sentence or two."
Wang Ziqiang is now a loyal fan of Zhang Xiaotian. Zhang Xiaotian told him to keep it a secret, so he naturally wouldn't mention it.
"I said Mr. Yang, let's forget about this matter. In fact, it's very good for Teacher Zhang to be our class teacher. We don't need to go against him, otherwise we won't get any benefits."
Wang Ziqiang said.
"What do you mean?"
Yang Fangyu looked at Wang Ziqiang and said in a deep voice, "Don't tell me, you also fell?
Already agree with that little doctor to be our class teacher?"
"Well, Mr. Yang, Mr. Zhang is a very nice person, and we can be considered good brothers. Just listen to a word from brother, and this matter will end here."
"Bullshit!"
Yang Fangyu became angry and roared, "Wang Ziqiang, have you forgotten our dream?
Isn’t your dream to become the king of Bincheng’s underground world?
How could you bow to a little doctor?
Is this still the prince I know?"
"This..." Wang Ziqiang couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
It would be really difficult to explain Zhang Xiaotian's true identity without telling him, but he had promised Mr. Zhang to keep it secret, so how could he say it?
Therefore, he said with great helplessness: "Mr. Yang, what I said is for your own good. We cannot afford to offend Mr. Zhang."
"Haha, you can't afford to offend me?"
Yang Fangyu said angrily, "Wang Ziqiang, are you kidding me?
You said we can't afford to offend a small doctor?
Don’t you know who I am?
My dad is the governor of Bincheng, are there people in this school that I can't afford to offend?"
After saying this, he became angry, as if he was venting his frustration.
"You people are really killing me. One or two of you bow your head to a little doctor. Don't you think it's embarrassing?"
Wang Ziqiang shook his head and said helplessly: "Young Master Yang, it's really not what you think..." "Okay, stop talking. This time I will take action personally. I want to let the man named Zhang know that this ten
Who has the final say in Class 1!"
Yang Fangyu said, "I won't let it go like this. The worst I can do is call Chen Hao back. I still don't believe this guy named Zhang can still handle it."
After saying this, he ignored Wang Ziqiang and turned around to leave the rooftop.
Seeing Yang Fangyu's back, Wang Ziqiang shook his head and said to himself: "Why are you doing this? Who is Mr. Zhang? Even if there is no use in calling Chen Hao back, he is the real king of the underground world!
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Chen Jianxiu came to the office early. He felt unwell last night, so he left early.
I didn't expect such a big thing to happen last night. The female dormitory building was burned down. Fortunately, no students were injured or injured.
As soon as he came to the school, he received Feng Shaowei's resignation letter. After handing it in, he left the school.
He called the dean of students, Liu Ran, over to learn the details of last night.
Liu Ran originally didn't want to put in a good word for Zhang Xiaotian, but with so many people seeing it, his lies would definitely be exposed, so he had no choice but to tell the story of last night.
Chen Jianxiu called Zhang Xiaotian and asked him to come over.
"Teacher Zhang, thanks to you, we saved so many students last night, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
His gratitude was sincere. A fire in the school was not a big deal, as long as there were no casualties among the students. This would give an explanation to the higher-ups, otherwise the school would not be able to bear the consequences.
Zhang Xiaotian said: "That's okay. I'm a teacher. This is what I should do."
He just said something polite to the principal casually, but Liu Ran felt very uncomfortable when he heard these words. It felt like Zhang Xiaotian was mocking him, because he was also present at the time but did nothing.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the principal's office, and a middle-aged male teacher rushed in, his face full of anger.
"Principal, you must make the decision for me. I really can't attend class 11."
Chen Jianxiu was stunned and said with a surprised look on his face: "Teacher Wang, what's wrong with your face?
Who hit you?"
The teacher's name is Wang Lingyun, a mathematics teacher at the school who teaches mathematics to Class 11.
At this time, his face was full of anger, and the red slap marks on his face had not faded away. They were on both sides of his face. It was obvious that he had been slapped.
Wang Lingyun said angrily: "Yang Fangyu did it."
After hearing this, Chen Jianxiu couldn't help but frowned. The most troublesome thing for him in Class 11 was Yang Fangyu. Who said his father was awesome?
After hearing this, the other teachers in the office shook their heads, their faces full of anger and helplessness. They knew the situation of Class 11 very well, and they had experienced this kind of thing before.
Being bewitched is a common occurrence, being slapped is mild, and several teachers are lying in the hospital and have not been discharged yet.
Especially if you are tricked by Yang Fangyu, it can only be said to be unlucky, and the school has nothing to do.
"Why did he hit you?"
the principal asked.
Wang Lingyun looked aggrieved and said: "How do I know?
As soon as I walked into the classroom, before class started, he rushed over and slapped me several times."
"It's so outrageous! It's so outrageous. These are not students, they're just gangsters. How can the head teacher control this?"
The one who spoke was naturally Liu Ran. If Yang Fangyu usually hit someone, he would not even fart, but it was different now. He hated Zhang Xiaotian, so he naturally pointed the finger at Zhang Xiaotian.
So he stood up and said righteously: "Teacher Zhang, you are the head teacher of Class 11. The students in your class beat the teacher for no reason. Why don't you give me an explanation?"
Chen Jianxiu did not speak. Such matters were always handled by the dean. There was nothing wrong with Liu Ran standing up and speaking. However, everyone knew that this was not the first time this happened.
It's hard for the principal to impose punishment, so it's hard to say anything about this matter.
But without giving an explanation, Wang Lingyun could not be appeased. After all, he was beaten.
Zhang Xiaotian stood up and said, "Teacher Wang, I'm really sorry. I didn't expect such a thing to happen in my class. I apologize to you."
Before Wang Lingyun could speak, Liu Ran said: "Teacher Zhang, what's the use of your apology? The student who hit me should apologize for this matter. He must apologize to Teacher Wang and admit his mistake."
"Don't worry, I will definitely ask him to apologize to Teacher Wang, and I will also compensate Teacher Wang for his medical expenses."
Zhang Xiaotian said.
Hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at Zhang Xiaotian with dumbfounded eyes.
Because of Yang Fangyu's identity as the son of the governor of Bincheng, he is very difficult to deal with, so he is the most difficult student in Class 11.
Since he came to the school and taught the students in Class 11, almost all of the injuries were caused by his hands.
When did Yang Fangyu apologize and admit his mistake?
When did you pay for medical expenses?
For him to do this is simply a fool's errand.
When Liu Ran saw this, he suddenly felt happy and said hurriedly: "Teacher Zhang, this is what you said, what if you can't do it?"