Chapter 9: No retaliation for physical attacks, but verbal retaliation is a must!

Kong Guodong lay on the ground, panting heavily, with blood streaming from his nose and his eyes swollen, looking extremely disheveled.

After his two good friends, Li Yang and Chen Tao, each landed a few punches on his face and a few kicks on his body, the effects of the alcohol had completely worn off.

Even though his family background was not ordinary, the act of students beating a teacher was still a violation of social norms and mainstream values, and he was now somewhat fearful.

However, fear was quickly replaced by anger and humiliation.

"It must have been his doing," Kong Guodong thought to himself. He wasn't stupid; how could he not see the suspicious nature of the situation?

He knew Li Yang and Chen Tao well; they wouldn't have beaten him up for no reason.

Moreover, Li Yang and Chen Tao were also lying on the ground beside him, their injuries even more severe. After all, he could attack them without restraint, but Li Yang and Chen Tao were still very cautious when they attacked him.

But how did Er Ba Huo manage to do it?

He didn't even see him make a move, so why did all their punches and kicks land on their own people?

Fang Yan squatted on the ground and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Fang, you bastard," Kong Guodong gritted his teeth and hissed. His mouth had also been hit, and speaking pulled at the wound, causing him to grimace in pain, which only intensified his hatred for Fang Yan.

"You dare to play me, I'll make you wish you were dead. Just wait, you'll be kicked out of Zhuque soon—just wait. If you want to teach at Zhuque, forget it."

"You don't need to doubt that. I will definitely marry a wife and have a few children," Fang Yan said. "With my excellent genes, not leaving a few descendants would be a loss to all of humanity."

"You dare to play me, I'll make you wish you were dead. Just wait, you'll be kicked out of Zhuque soon—just wait. If you want to teach at Zhuque, forget it."

"You still have the strength to talk, so it seems you're fine," Fang Yan said.

He stood up and glared down at Kong Guodong, saying sternly, "Drinking and fighting, shouting in the classroom, beating teachers and classmates—do you still consider yourselves students? Do you still act like students? You are hooligans, criminals. I will recommend to the school that you be punished for your lawless behavior."

Kong Guodong almost fainted from anger. He struggled to get up from the ground, staring at Fang Yan with venomous eyes, and shouted, "Fang Yan—Fang, you will soon face retribution. Soon, you will face retribution."

Li Yang and Chen Tao also got up, and the three of them looked at Fang Yan with eyes full of mockery and sympathy, then supported each other as they walked out of the classroom.

The previous mutual beating was forgotten, and they once again became the three unfortunate brothers, unhappy and unfulfilled.

Fang Yan watched them leave, then turned to the students behind him and said, "These students—go too far."

"Teacher—"

"As your teacher, I have the responsibility and duty to set an example by taking practical actions. We must resolutely fight against evil forces and hooligan students," Fang Yan said, looking heroic and determined.

"His father is a board member," Huang Haoran said, covering his forehead and speaking softly.

Fang Yan's expression stiffened, his mouth opened and closed, and he said bitterly, "If I go and apologize now—would it be too late?"

"..."

The lack of a response was the best answer.

It seems it really is too late.

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Lu Chaoge looked at the pot of Dangtianti, which had previously been infinitely joyful, feeling somewhat annoyed.

Is this guy really here to teach?

Why, after just the first class, has a very influential board member already called her office, demanding his dismissal and criminal charges?

Beating students is an extremely serious accusation.

If the news gets out, it will have a terrible impact on the school's reputation.

What era are we in? How can you physically punish students?

"Young people, they are still too easily impulsive," Lu Chaoge thought to herself, shaking her head lightly.

Knock knock—

The office door was knocked on.

Lu Chaoge left the corner, walked to her desk, and sat down before saying, "Come in."

Fang Yan pushed the door open, smiled at Lu Chaoge, and said, "Principal Lu, did you call for me?"

"Sit down," Lu Chaoge pointed to the chair in front. She was prepared to handle the matter officially, criticize him a bit, and then let him go, which would be a way to give an account to the former principal.

"Thank you, Principal Lu," Fang Yan walked to Lu Chaoge's large desk, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "I didn't expect to meet Principal Lu again so soon; it's really a coincidence."

"..." Lu Chaoge felt a surge of anger in her chest, unable to vent it, making her very uncomfortable.

Why does seeing this bastard make her want to be violent?

"This isn't a coincidence; I have something to discuss with you," Lu Chaoge cut off his fantasy with one sentence.

"No, this is a coincidence," Fang Yan said. "Principal Lu, think about it, our school has over two hundred teachers, and even more with the office staff. Why did Principal Lu specifically have something to discuss with me and not with them? Isn't this a coincidence?"

Lu Chaoge forcibly suppressed the urge to kick him out immediately and got straight to the point, saying, "Someone reported to me that you had a violent conflict with the students. Is this true?"

Fang Yan sighed lightly and said, "Principal Lu, to be honest, I had anticipated this before taking on this job. I have been mentally prepared."

"The students are young, and young people's emotions can easily get out of control, leading them to act impulsively. This is inevitable. A wise man once said, 'Young people make mistakes, and even God can forgive them'—I may not have the same magnanimity as God, but I understand that I should be more tolerant of my students."

"Teacher Fang—"

"Whatever they did to me, I can accept. After all, I am their teacher. I plan to talk to them later and help them recognize their mistakes—"

"Teacher Fang—"

"Principal Lu, you don't need to call me to the office to comfort me. I am a man, and I can handle this. Even though they wanted to beat me, I didn't retaliate—"

"Fang Yan—" Lu Chaoge was about to jump up and scold him. This bastard was actually praising himself?

"Principal Lu, let's let bygones be bygones. However, we should learn from this. We should focus on criticizing and educating students who have made mistakes, rather than expelling them at every turn—right now, they are just small hooligans. If we push them into society, they will become big hooligans. In school, they can only harm me, but in society, they will harm many more people."

"Fang Yan, shut up." Lu Chaoge slapped the table.

"..." Fang Yan looked at Lu Chaoge with a stunned expression. This woman—why be so angry? Can't we talk this out calmly?

"Phew—"

Lu Chaoge exhaled a deep breath, finally finding the opportunity to speak.

"Fang Yan, someone has accused you of physically punishing and beating students. Is this true?" Lu Chaoge stared at Fang Yan with sharp eyes, her tone unfriendly.