Chapter 129: Principal, It’s Me

Chapter 129: Principal, It’s Me

Xu Yue and the others looked at each other. “Miss, we didn’t fight.”

“Miss, she is in the third class too,” Shen Xun grinned as he shoved his hands in his pockets. “They came here with me. I saw them,” he said in a roguish manner.

Xu Yue: “…”

She shrunk back her neck with hatred, but she did not dare to argue with Shen Xun.

The other girls were even more scared. They wanted to cry, but they had no tears.

Gong Wei narrowed her eyes without suspicion. “You girls come as well!”

She simply came to watch the show, but she ended up being implicated. She did not participate in the fighting but she was dragged to the disciplinary office in the end.

Wang Mingjiang had something to do in the morning, so he went out for a bit. At this time, he had just returned. He was holding a cup of tea in his hands, but before he managed to sit down, he saw an amazing sight: a bunch of students were passing by like a scene had just been cleared.

Wang Mingjiang subconsciously looked at the time.

It was meant to be class time. What were they doing?

He stood up and walked over to the door, just as a familiar petite figure appeared in front of him.

She was well-behaved and cute. Wasn’t she the girl that declared she was coming first in the grade?

Leading the way was Gong Wei? The Director of Teaching?

That meant…

Wang Mingjiang gasped and scanned his eyes across the students. The more he looked at them, the more familiar they looked, and the more shocked he felt.

F*ck, these were all the students from Class 3-3.

Yet, here he was, saying that the third class was impressive and finally knew how to study!

It hadn’t even been two days and they were already slapping him in the face.

He rushed over and stopped Gong Wei.

“Miss Gong, what’s happening?”

He looked at the two boys that were surrounded by the crowd; their faces were swollen and their necks were shrunk back timidly as they trembled.

He then looked at the indifference on the faces of the third class.

Wang Mingjiang held his face. This was giving him a toothache!

“Principal, you came back just in time,” Gong Wei breathed a sigh of relief. She was just wondering what to do with these kids. “These kids from the third class are ridiculous. They beat up some schoolmates right in front of me. How should I punish them?”

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Give them a strike beside their names? But for these prestigious kids, this was like a little scratch.

Then, was she supposed to persuade them not to do it again?

Everyone here came from an influential background.

There were two types of people at Liyang: one type was here because their parents had invested in the school, the other relied purely on academic results.

The third class was the former, and An Feiran was the latter.

Persuading a couple of students was easy, but persuading a few dozen?

This school was going to be shut down at this rate!

Wang Mingjiang’s eyes darkened. He wanted to lose his temper but he couldn’t.

“Shen Xun! You again?!”

He glared at Shen Xun as he leaned lazily against the railing. “Weren’t you studying? What happened this time?!”

“They bullied us first,” he said innocently.

“What?” Wang Mingjiang questioned what he was hearing. “Who did they bully?”

“My Big Bro,” Shen Xun said straightforwardly without feeling embarrassed.

“Your Big Bro? Who’s that?”

Wang Mingjiang narrowed his eyes and scanned them across the rows of students.

To be Shen Xun’s Big Bro, this person had to be…

Just as he was thinking this, a small, weak hand raised up from the crowd.

Amongst the crowd, this tiny girl actually looked a bit pitiful.

Her soft voice was like a kitten that was trying to act tough.

“Principal, it’s me.”

“Pfff, hahahaha!”

The third class suddenly started laughing as they moved aside, making way for the little girl.

Song Yaoyao’s cheeks were red from being squeezed into the crowd. She tugged on the hem of her shirt and walked over to Wang Mingjiang.

Thinking that the man didn’t hear, she repeated herself again.

“Principal, it’s me.”