The President's Office at Kyoto University.
"Old Wen, do you know about this? You need to deal with it, otherwise it won't be good for Xiao Qinghe."
Principal Zou pointed to a letter of complaint spread out on the table and sighed.
If it weren't for Xiao Zhu coming back from drinking at his house that day and telling them about it...
They were unaware that Xiao Qinghe from the Wen family was so accomplished.
Although Xiao Qinghe wasn't raised by them, several senior professors at Peking University knew that Lao Wen had a daughter who had been in poor health since childhood.
Although they didn't see him, they sent him a lot of nutritional supplements.
A few years ago, when Lao Wen went to the countryside, he wanted to bring his wife to his home to take care of her, but unexpectedly, the young girl also went to the countryside.
Now, after all the hardships, Lao Wen has returned, and his daughter is doing very well.
He was genuinely happy for Wen Yunhuai. He could handle the messy things at school, so he wouldn't bother him.
But now that all the blame has been thrown on him, it wouldn't be right for him not to stand up.
After reading the letter, Wen Yunhuai finally understood the whole story.
His face turned ashen with anger, and he couldn't help but blurt out a couple of swear words he had learned while working in the countryside.
"Damn it! Isn't it normal for me to be affectionate with my own daughter?"
Principal Zou's eyelids twitched.
After returning from Longnan, Brother Wen changed his former aloof and gentle nobleman image, and his words and actions became much rougher.
For a moment, I couldn't bear to look.
Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the room.
If the students heard this, who knows how shattered Professor Wen's image would be.
…
It was the end of a class.
The broadcast began playing analyses of poems and songs. Everyone packed up their textbooks, but before they could even get up, the broadcast suddenly went silent.
Then came a series of "buzzing" tuning sounds.
Everyone paused in their work.
Then a clear and pleasant voice came from the broadcast:
Good morning, everyone! I am Wen Yunhuai.
I'm sorry to take up a few minutes of your time today.
“I’ve recently heard some rumors at school about my daughter.”
As soon as the announcement came over the loudspeaker, everyone couldn't help but think of the increasingly rampant rumors circulating at the school recently.
Judging from Professor Wen's words, it's about his daughter?
Professor Wen, Wen Qinghe…
They instantly guessed what was going on and couldn't help but hold their breath and listen intently.
"Those who can be admitted to our Peking University are all comrades with excellent knowledge and character. Peking University provides you with a good learning environment and learning platform and has always been proud of you. However, some people should not tarnish the school spirit of Peking University."
Spreading sexually explicit rumors about a lesbian is a very bad thing.
Without understanding the facts, you blurted out a joke. Have you ever thought that each person's words are no less damaging to the person who spread the false rumors than a knife?
When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent.
Before we understand the whole story, we should refrain from commenting.
Our Kyoto University is a place that provides learning and nourishment for everyone, not a tea party for some people.
As your teacher, I hope that you will stay true to your original aspirations at Peking University, that your hard work will surely pay off, and that you will all soar to great heights and have a bright future.
Instead of being a verbal executioner who taints the pure and upright learning atmosphere of Kyoto University.
As a father, I will pursue the matter to the end if anyone spreads rumors about my daughter again. Also, the person you are spreading these rumors about, Wen Qinghe, is my daughter.
You owe her an apology.
I apologize for taking up your shared resources. I wish you all the best in your future studies at Peking University, and hope you will use your knowledge to serve your country.
And, Qingqing…”
Wen Qinghe seemed to sense something and looked up in the direction of the broadcast.
"It's my fault as a father. I only found out today that my baby has been wronged. I'm sorry."
It will be over in a few minutes.
Wen Qinghe's eyes welled up with tears; she had only just learned today that she was the target of rumors.
I was hoping she would speak up to refute the rumors so as not to damage Comrade Wen's reputation, but I didn't expect my father to handle this matter first.
The students in the same classroom as Wen Qinghe fell silent for a moment.
They had also heard the rumors at school, and during that time they had suspected that Wen Qinghe and Professor Wen might be related, since they both shared the surname Wen.
It's also possible that the preconceived notion of him being the top scholar from the southern province, coupled with the great distance between the southern province and the capital, led people to subconsciously deny this possibility at first glance.
As for the rumors that fueled the discussion, quite a few classmates also echoed the sentiment that Professor Wen was a hypocrite.
But now I never imagined it would be a misunderstanding.
The fabricated accusations were wiped away, and Wen Yunhuai was still the professor they respected.
Undeniably, Professor Wen's classes are lively and interesting, and he is a very kind person; they have all learned a lot from him.
His words today were more like giving them a public lesson in morality and ethics.
It's like a mirror, reflecting the ugliness in their hearts.
Some people have already felt ashamed and immediately apologized to Wen Qinghe.
She is the daughter of a proper professor, and both she and her father share the surname Wen.
The father is a professor at Peking University, and the daughter is the top scorer in her province.
That's true; children raised by excellent parents are also excellent.
Wen Qinghe was indeed a goddess they could only look up to.
No one dared to say a bad word about her again, and after this incident, no one dared to pursue the matter further.
With her own abilities and family background, her appearance became merely an added bonus.
No one stuffed those boring things into her drawers or her book bag anymore, which Wen Qinghe was happy to see.
Yan Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
He could not get rid of his love rival with just a few words from his father-in-law.
This also made him realize that to survive in Beijing, he had to find a way to climb higher and gain more recognition.
It's best to stand at the very top of the pyramid, so that his little girl won't be bullied by anyone.
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