Chapter 57 made Jiang Sui really want to reach out and touch it.
Just before the semi-finals began, the two classes were preparing in their respective waiting areas.
Wen Jinxu's cold and emotionless gaze swept over his four teammates standing in front of him. "We must win this game. If anyone lets me down, I'll make them regret it."
The four teammates froze, because they knew that when Wen Jinxu said he wouldn't be polite to them, he really meant it.
Wen Jinxu's family is wealthy, and his father is a leader, so he has become the undisputed leader of Class 4.
Of course, he neither hits them nor scolds them.
But he will lead the way in isolating them.
As soon as Wen Jinxu speaks, no one in Class 4 will talk to them anymore. They will be ostracized by the entire class and treated as if they are invisible.
But this is precisely the age when they need friends and to communicate with others. Wen Jinxu's actions are even more unacceptable and embarrassing than having someone beat them up.
A boy in the class accidentally offended him and was ostracized by the whole class for most of the semester.
He eats alone, attends classes alone, cleans alone, and submits his homework alone. Occasionally, he changes classrooms or there are any events, but no one notifies him.
The most desperate thing is that even if he asks his teachers and parents for help, it will be to no avail, because the entire Class 4 is Wen Jinxu's accomplice. No one dares to betray Wen Jinxu, so there is no evidence to prove that Wen Jinxu is behind this.
“His personality isn’t likable, so you can’t force me to be his friend, teacher.”
“Teacher, there’s always a reason why someone is pitiful. His current predicament is entirely his own doing and has nothing to do with us.”
This is how everyone replied to the homeroom teacher.
Later, Wen Jinxu accepted the boy back.
However, everyone in Class 4 knew that he must have sacrificed his dignity to achieve this.
Some people might feel guilty, but no one will stand up for him.
Everyone is afraid of becoming the next him.
Zhang Yang gave Wen Jinxu a fawning smile, "Brother Jin, don't worry, we're sure to win this match. I've already made all the arrangements."
As he spoke, he nudged the person next to him with his elbow, "Right?"
The person standing next to Zhang Yang is Zheng Lunzhi, who is extremely tall and a member of the school basketball team.
Zheng Lunzhi's muscles instantly stiffened, but he still nodded with a forced smile: "Yes, I've already told them everything."
"That's good." Wen Jinxu smiled with satisfaction.
He spotted Ji Jingyu through the crowd at a glance.
He was determined to win this competition and crush Ji Jingyu.
All eyes will be on the victor.
No one will care how he won.
—
Jiang Deyu glared back fiercely, "Damn, Wen Jinxu's eyes are so sinister, I always feel like he has bad intentions."
"Let's use the word 'feeling'. This kid is full of bad intentions." Tong Xia felt a little uneasy. "He always wants to compete with Brother Ji, but he can never beat Brother Ji in anything. I wonder what kind of trouble he'll cause this time."
As they spoke, Tong Xia's gaze involuntarily fell on Ji Jingyu.
He was their pillar of strength.
A tall, aloof-looking young man leaned against the window, his figure half-lit and half-shadowed.
The sunlight outside the window fell on his high, prominent nose, casting a faint, clearly defined shadow.
Sensing the unease in Tong Xia's eyes, Ji Jingyu stared intently at her, "Fight hard, we won't lose."
"Is Wen Jinxu playing basketball dishonestly?" Jiang Sui frowned as she heard them say this. "But so many people are watching."
"You don't understand. Physical collisions are inevitable during basketball. Whether the other player did it intentionally or unintentionally depends entirely on the referee's judgment."
Jiang Deyu was afraid that Jiang Sui wouldn't understand if he explained it too technically, so he simply changed his words, "For example, if Wen Jinxu maliciously elbowed Ji Ge in the stomach while dribbling, but the referee didn't say anything, then he didn't violate the rules. If I accidentally hit Wen Jinxu, note that it was accidentally, but the referee thought I violated the rules, then I violated the rules."
"How could this be?"
Jiang Deyu shrugged helplessly. "There's nothing we can do. That's just how the rules are. On the field, we have to 'unconditionally obey the referee.' If we run into a good referee, that's fine, but if we run into a scoundrel, we can only accept our bad luck."
The referees this time were all from the school basketball team, so they were definitely professionals.
It wasn't that Jiang Deyu was being petty and judging others by his own standards; it was just that Zheng Lunzhi from Class 4 was on the basketball team, so he was always a little uneasy.
It's too late to change the referee now.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Sui took her phone to a quiet spot and made a call.
—
With the referee's whistle.
Ji Jingyu and Wen Jinxu jumped up almost at the same time, but Ji Jingyu was faster and grabbed the basketball first.
Wen Jinxu's face turned extremely ugly. He was about to use a dirty trick, but it failed.
Without hesitation after landing, Ji Jingyu immediately dribbled the ball towards the opponent's basket.
Zhang Yang and Zheng Lunzhi immediately ran over to form a defense and block his attack.
After learning that they were going to fight Class Two, Class Four devised a plan to target Ji Jingyu.
Ji Jingyu has no chance of scoring a single goal in this match.
It would be even better if we could force him to take action. As long as we can get Ji Jingyu off the field, we'll have a sure win in this match.
"Brother Ji."
Tong Xia called his name from behind, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Ji Jingyu was tightly marked and could barely move. Wen Jinxu was also chasing after him from behind. He definitely wouldn't be able to score anytime soon, and the opponent could easily intercept the ball.
Upon hearing Tong Xia's voice, Ji Jingyu threw the ball backward without hesitation.
Tong Xia received the ball smoothly. He defended while dribbling, looking for an opportunity to win.
My brain has never worked so fast.
Jiang Deyu winked at him from a distance, and Tong Xia immediately understood.
He threw the ball to Jiang Deyu, whose best skill was dribbling. He dribbled the ball around the court, running with the students from Class 4. When he got tired, he switched classes with Qiu Le.
Taking advantage of this gap, Ji Jingyu quickly broke free from the encirclement of Zhang Yang and Zheng Lunzhi.
Jiang Deyu was intercepted by Wen Jinxu, who was about to slap the ball out of his hand. However, Jiang Deyu reacted quickly, ducked to avoid the attack, and passed the ball to Ji Jingyu.
Zhang Yang sneered, "They really don't learn their lesson."
Just as he and Zheng Lunzhi were about to try the same trick again, Ji Jingyu decided not to give them the chance. He took a step back, creating distance between them.
Zhang Yang was taken aback when he saw this.
Is Ji Jingyu going to shoot from this spot?
It's too far away, there's no way we can get in.
Is he joking?
As it turned out, Ji Jingyu never fought an unprepared battle. He bent his knees and shot a three-pointer towards the distant basket.
At that moment, almost everyone's attention was focused on the rapidly spinning orange sphere.
The ball bounced off the edge of the rim, then spun twice around the rim before landing steadily inside the basket under the breathless gaze of everyone.
The basketball bounced on the ground with a dull thud.
It also hit Wen Jinxu's face.
The previously silent audience erupted in a loud and sustained cheer.
"Brother Ji is amazing! He managed to throw it in from so far away!" Yu Xiaocheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. "My palms are still sweaty from being so nervous."
"So, it's really necessary to learn math well." Gu Ci's voice sounded a little muffled and distorted after being amplified by the phone, but it was enough for Xia Fan and the others to hear clearly. "Xiao Jing didn't just throw this ball randomly. He had already calculated how much force to use before he threw it."
Jiang Sui then noticed that Xia Fan was still holding up her phone. "Are you livestreaming for Gu Ci?"
"Mm." Xia Fan nodded.
Jiang Sui rubbed her arms as if she couldn't stand it anymore; it was really disgusting.
She cautioned, "Be careful not to get caught using your phone by the head of the grade."
"The director and the others are in a meeting and won't be coming. Besides, Brother Gu Ci is about to go to class."
"How come I never noticed how agile Jiang Deyu was at dribbling before?" Yu Xiaocheng said. "Several times I thought the ball was going to be stolen by the Class 4 students, but he always managed to get around it. Wen Jinxu's look of utter disbelief was hilarious."
"That's really impressive." Jiang Sui nodded in agreement.
Xia Fanle said, "I remember Jiang Deyu was so engrossed in playing basketball that he forgot about his homework. Uncle Jiang chased him all the way back from the basketball court, and he didn't even drop his racket, even though it was such a long street."
Jiang Sui clicked her tongue in amazement, "It seems to be a gifted individual."
"Before we went on the field, I saw that they all looked worried, and I thought we couldn't beat them. But we played really well."
Yu Xiaocheng immediately felt confident.
Ji Jingyu's shot greatly boosted the morale of Class Two.
In the following period, they continued their unstoppable momentum, pressing their advantage and scoring several more goals.
The whistle blew.
At halftime, Class 4 was trailing Class 2 by a full seven points.
"Zhang Yang, didn't you say you had everything arranged? Didn't you say this match was a sure win?" After leaving the court, Wen Jinxu grabbed Zhang Yang by the collar, his face devoid of any smile. "You good-for-nothing, is this how you do things?"
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhang Yang's face when Wen Jinxu called his name, but he quickly covered it up. "Brother Jin, don't be angry. There's still the second half, right? We'll definitely be able to bring the score back."
As he spoke, he leaned closer to Wen Jinxu and revealed his entire plan.
Wen Jinxu narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Don't worry, Brother Jin."
The two referees on the field had a good relationship with Zheng Lunzhi, and with Zhang Yang flattering him and offering to treat them to meals, they agreed to help on the spot.
We had discussed it beforehand, and the two referees wouldn't immediately show favoritism towards Class 4, otherwise it would be too obvious.
Their idea was to fight one match first and see how things go.
If Class 4 can win on their own merits, then they won't have to take the risk, and that would be the best outcome.
But now it seems unlikely.
Zhang Yang patted Zheng Lunzhi on the shoulder, "Send them a message, the second half is about to begin."
"Do we really have to do this?" Zheng Lunzhi hesitated. "Wouldn't it be better to have a fair and square match with Class Two? Why do we have to resort to these underhanded tactics?"
Winning a match through underhanded means instead of relying on one's own strength is despicable, in Zheng Lunzhi's opinion.
"Nonsense, do you think I wanted to do this? We simply can't beat Class Two!"
Seeing that Zheng Lunzhi was backing down, Zhang Yang hurriedly pulled off the towel he was using to wipe his sweat, glanced fearfully in Wen Jinxu's direction, and approached him, "Do you know how Hou Ruixing finally begged Brother Jin for forgiveness?"
Zheng Lunzhi's pupils contracted slightly. "How did you ask for it?"
The "Hou Ruixing" that Zhang Yang mentioned is the boy who accidentally offended Wen Jinxu and was isolated by Class 4 for a long time.
Others may not know, but Zhang Yang is Wen Jinxu's follower, and he personally witnessed Hou Ruixing kneeling down and begging for mercy from Wen Jinxu.
Zhang Yangguang felt chills just thinking about the life Hou Ruixing had led.
He would never allow himself to become the second Hou Ruixing.
"Send a message quickly." He seemed to be persuading Zheng Lunzhi, and also to persuade himself. "I just checked, none of the people who were filming today came. Do you know what that means? It means that God is on our side. The referee on the field has the most say."
—
Jiang Deyu also discovered it.
He looked around and suddenly exclaimed, "Huh? Didn't they say the grade group hired someone to film us? Where are they?"
“Our school is so stingy, how could they bear to spend so much money? I guess they just hired someone to film the preliminary rounds.” Yu Xiaocheng thought for a moment, “Or maybe they think there’s nothing worth filming in the semi-finals, so they’ll just come and film the finals.”
"Possibly."
Jiang Deyu was a little unhappy. He covered his face with a towel and said in a muffled and melancholy voice, "Then all my highlights on the field will be forgotten."
Yu Xiaocheng suppressed a laugh and comforted him, "It's okay, you're not the only one without it, Brother Ji doesn't have it either."
"That's true."
The easily coaxed water buffalo immediately brightened up again.
"You do," Jiang Sui whispered to Ji Jingyu, her thick eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, making one's heart itch with desire.
Ji Jingyu's reaction suddenly became sluggish.
"Um?"
“I said, I have someone recording every single moment you’re on the field.”
Jiang Sui's gaze fell on Ji Jingyu's smooth and beautiful forearm. Because she had just finished intense exercise, there were several blue veins on her pale skin.
Jiang Sui really wanted to reach out and touch it.
She had also been eyeing the small mole on Ji Jingyu's tiger's mouth for a long time.
How come this person even has such a lucky mole on their face!
After the basketball game, Jiang Sui wanted to do something she had wanted to do for a long time. The outcome of that event would determine whether she would be able to openly touch it or continue to just watch from afar.
Fortunately, Ji Jingyu had no idea what Jiang Sui was thinking at that moment.
He said gently to Jiang Sui, "You made them hide it?"
Jiang Sui likes talking to Ji Jingyu, partly because he is to her aesthetic sensibilities, and partly because he is incredibly intelligent.
You can deduce what Jiang Sui wants to do just from a few words.
“I just checked. Players on the court do indeed have to obey the referee unconditionally, but there’s a prerequisite: the referee must be fair and impartial.” Jiang Sui snorted. “They had better behave themselves until the end of the game, or I’ll make sure they can’t even stay on the basketball team.”
"Aren't you afraid of upsetting Teacher Su?"
Only Ji Jingyu knew how much Jiang Sui cared about Su Yinian's feelings.
"Don't worry, I asked Mom and Teacher Su before, and she only recognizes victories earned through strength."
Jiang Sui showed a disgusted expression, "I heard from Lou Yongnian before that the teacher who was originally going to take over Class 4 got pregnant, so the school came to persuade Teacher Su to take over. Now I reasonably suspect that the teacher got pregnant in order not to take over Class 4."
She had already given up on the idea of letting Su Yinian stop being the homeroom teacher.
It seems I still need to find a time to have a proper talk with her.
Ji Jingyu chuckled lightly, "I'll go tell Jiang Deyu and the others."
"Yes, you might have to endure some hardship at the beginning."
Jiang Sui made what she thought was a very fierce expression, but it was actually extremely cute. "If the other party dares to use dirty tricks, I will crush them."
Acting timidly and hesitantly is definitely not suitable for her.
—
The ten-minute break was over quickly.
The first half was a proper basketball game, with both sides relying on their strength.
But in the second half, those guys from Class 4 practically had the word "violation" written all over their foreheads.
Not long after the game started, the students from Class 4 began making small, disruptive moves.
Jiang Deyu passed the ball to Ji Jingyu.
Before he could even stand up straight, he felt a sudden pain in his lower back.
Zhang Yang blatantly withdrew his hand, feigning an apology but actually provoking, "Oh dear, why did you bump into my arm? I'm so sorry."
Jiang Deyu looked up at the referee standing on the sidelines.
Sure enough, the other party seemed to be blind and didn't react at all.
Jiang Deyu felt a chill in his heart. His words were always right, sometimes for good, sometimes for bad. They really had run into a referee who was all talk and no action.
Fortunately, Brother Ji had given them a heads-up beforehand.
Jiang Deyu laughed instead of getting angry, "It's alright, I won't stoop to the level of a dog."
"You just wait!"
"Grandpa is waiting for you. Who's afraid of who's the grandson?"
After a while, the referee, who had been pretending to be dead, finally blew the whistle.
The one who gets praised is Guan Fan.
The reason given was that he maliciously struck Zheng Lunzhi with his elbow.
Even though Xia Fan didn't understand football, he could tell that the referee was biased. "What kind of whistle is this? It's clearly Zheng Lunzhi from Class 4 who's been hitting Guan Fan the whole time!"
Guan Fan has a good personality. Even though he was treated unfairly by the referee, he didn't get emotional. Instead, he made an apologetic gesture to the referee.
But the more he acted this way, the angrier the people in the audience became.
Yu Xiaocheng's face had completely darkened.
Now she finally understood why Jiang Deyu said that Class 4 played dirty.
If Yu Xiaocheng lost to Class 4 because he was simply less skilled, he would have nothing to say.
But she couldn't bear to lose to such a group of morally corrupt people.
Several students in Class 4 had brought their cell phones. Yu Xiaocheng originally planned to let them use their phones to film this unfair scene, but then she remembered that the school rules explicitly prohibited students from bringing cell phones to school.
If there are special circumstances that require bringing it, you must inform the homeroom teacher, who will then keep it safe for you.
They secretly bring their phones to school, and they'll do whatever they want as long as they don't get caught.
Each issue can be considered separately.
It's estimated that no sooner they provide evidence than the student with the cell phone will be disciplined by the school.
The other party is so brazen because they know they wouldn't dare to do it.
With the referee's "help," Class 4 had already scored several points in a row, and it looked like the score was about to be tied.
Yu Xiaocheng stomped her feet in anger, "These people have gone too far!"
Xia Fan's eyes reddened. "I'll go tell Teacher Su right now and let her give them a good scolding."
Jiang Sui reached out to stop her, "The teachers are all in a meeting, and you have no evidence. Besides, they wouldn't be stupid enough to do this under the teachers' noses."
Jiang Sui's voice was too calm, which was not like her at all.
Normally, if she saw Ji Jingyu being bullied like this, she would have jumped up and down in anger.
Yu Xiaocheng, as if seeing a lifeline, cautiously asked, "Jiang Sui, is it you?"
She didn't dare to speak too clearly, for fear that the students in Class 4 would overhear.
Jiang Sui quietly gave her an "OK" sign.
Yu Xiaocheng felt more confident.
His anxious expression subsided somewhat, and he began to observe the situation calmly.
—
Wen Jinxu treated the football field as his private revenge arena, and with the help of the referees, he acted recklessly.
Just as Ji Jingyu was about to jump for a layup, Wen Jinxu rammed into his arm and struck Ji Jingyu's abdomen several times with his elbow. In the end, Zhang Yang intercepted the ball from his hand.
Such an obvious violation, yet the referee turned a blind eye.
If Class Two were to launch a counterattack even slightly, the referee would blow the whistle.
Class 4 is now only one point behind Class 2.
Jiang Sui's crimson lips were pressed tightly together, and her hands hanging at her sides suddenly clenched.
Those bastards.
At that moment, a person wearing a black coat quietly stood next to the referee.
The time has come.
Jiang Sui put her hands to her mouth, making a megaphone shape, and shouted at the referee: "The referee is blowing the whistle unfairly! The referee is biased towards Class 4! It's not fair!"
Yu Xiaocheng was taken aback at first, then joined Jiang Sui in shouting.
Once she took the lead, most of the people on the field followed suit and shouted that the referee was being unfair.
The referees' authority only applies to the players on the field; they didn't expect anyone off the field to question them.
The two men glared menacingly at the audience. "No interference with the match. Anyone who shouts again, get out!"
Jiang Deyu and Ji Jingyu exchanged a glance.
Ji Jingyu said coldly, "Let them make the first move."
The one who strikes first is in the wrong.
"I see."
After fighting for so long, Jiang Deyu realized that Zheng Lunzhi was the most conflicted of the five, and he didn't seem to want to do it.
Jiang Deyu ran up to Zheng Lunzhi, looking at him with disdain, "How could the school basketball team have trash like you?"
"What did you say?"
"I said, how did you even get into the team, you scoundrel? Not only are you terrible at football, but your character is even worse."
Zheng Lunzhi was already distracted, and when he heard Jiang Deyu say that, he lost his temper and punched Jiang Deyu.
Jiang Deyu was prepared and only let him wipe his face.
But this action is enough.
Suddenly someone shouted, "Zheng Lunzhi from Class 4 hit someone!"
Tong Xia slammed the ball hard at Zhang Yang, shouting, "Class Four is bullying us too much! We can't take it anymore! Brothers, let's go!"
"After putting up with this for so long, I can finally settle accounts with these bastards!"
Wen Jinxu was still locked in a fierce battle with Ji Jingyu.
Before this, Wen Jinxu had always thought that Ji Jingyu was incapable of fighting.
Now he realizes he was terribly wrong.
Ji Jingyu is not only good at fighting, but also a ruthless character who holds grudges.
When it really came down to it, he found himself completely defenseless.
The places she had just hit him—his abdomen, back, chest—were all returned to her by Ji Jingyu.
Holy crap, could this guy be a reformed hoodlum?
Wen Jinxu was in a daze from the beating, and all sorts of outrageous thoughts flashed through his mind.
The game was fiercely contested, and Jiang Suichao and Yu Xiaocheng tilted their heads to the side.
Yu Xiaocheng immediately understood and led the whole class onto the field to begin taking sides.
"Stop fighting." He secretly kicked Class 4.
"Don't hit me." He kicked me again.
...
"What are you doing! Stop it right now!"
Just as the referee was about to break up the fight, he suddenly noticed a strange man with a camera hanging around his neck standing next to him.
Damn it!
Where did this person come from?
A cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and a murderous aura emanated from him. "Who are you? Did you take pictures? Give me the camera right now!"
The man in the black coat slowly showed the referee the name tag hanging around his neck that read "Special Guest," saying, "The school invited me here."
When he saw the other person reach out to grab his camera, he remained calm and even kindly reminded him, "Be careful, this camera is very expensive. You won't be able to afford to pay for it if you break it, little student."
The students from Class 2 and Class 4 all gathered together.
The scene was chaotic.
—
Thanks to the teachers' meeting, the two homeroom teachers, the grade director, and the academic director arrived at the basketball court at the same time.
In fact, the fighting between the two sides did not last long, because the chaotic situation was quickly brought under control by well-trained security guards after being notified in advance, and there were not many "casualties".
"Outrageous! Utterly outrageous!" The head of the grade was so angry that spittle flew everywhere. "Those who were fighting, step forward!"
The fight was naturally exciting, but when they realized they were about to be dealt with, several of them showed fear on their faces.
Ji Jingyu was the first to step forward, and said coldly, "It was just the ten of us who fought. The others were just trying to break it up; they didn't participate."
With just one sentence, he singled out everyone else, and now not only the students from Class Two, but even the students from Class Four looked at him with gratitude.
Wen Jinxu, who was a step too late, was furious: "You think you're so great at playing the good guy?!"
He cleared his throat. "Yeah, it was a fight between the ten of us."
The grade head pointed his finger in the air repeatedly. "Fine, all ten of you will come with me to the grade group! You're not going home today unless you explain things to me clearly."
"Director," Su Yinian interrupted him, "Let's ask if any students are injured first. If so, take them to the infirmary for treatment."
“That’s right,” Sun Hao agreed.
This time, Wen Jinxu spoke up before Ji Jingyu could, "No one was injured, let's go straight to the next year's group."
"Alright, let's go then," Qin Lin said. "Everyone else, go back to the classroom to study."
Sun Hao and Su Yinian each led their respective students involved in the incident toward the grade-level office.
—
Grade-level office.
The four teachers sat in a row, all with serious expressions.
Ten tall boys lined up in a row.
The head of the grade was having a real headache; there were two students in the top ten of the grade standing in front of him.
Especially Ji Jingyu, who is the next "Gu Ci" of their No. 2 Middle School. How could such an outstanding child get into a fight!
As for Wen Jinxu, he's also a problem.
Who wants to speak first?
Zhang Yang hurriedly spoke up, "It's Class Two that's wrong. They started hitting people when they saw that we were about to overtake them in points."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Jiang Deyu never expected that there could be such shameless people in the world, distorting the truth and spouting nonsense.
"It was you who ignored the rules of the field, bribed the referee to make biased calls, and you started the fight."
Su Yinian's expression changed upon hearing this.
Two students, two completely different stories.
"Do you have any evidence? If you don't have any evidence, you're slandering me!" Wen Jinxu was unaware of the "special guest" matter and lied with righteous indignation.
Jiang Deyu sneered, "Who said we have no evidence?"
He looked at the head of the grade and said, "Thanks to our head of the grade for his wisdom, he found an off-campus filming team, and they recorded the whole process."
Zhang Yang was clearly losing confidence. "Nonsense, nobody came to film today."
Jiang Deyu gave him a smug smile, "Who said there's no one here? Teacher Ren will be here soon. Coach Qian Lai from the basketball team is on his way too."
—
The photographer thoughtfully copied the video to the computer so that the teachers could easily view it.
The truth of the matter is already clear.
Based on the performance in the first half, Class 2 is judged to be the winner of this match.
Although Ji Jingyu and the others were the victims, fighting was ultimately wrong, so the five of them wrote three thousand words of self-criticism and will hand them in to the grade group first thing tomorrow morning.
The troublesome thing is that Wen Jinxu and his group refuse to admit to colluding with the referees.
Both referees insisted that they had not seen the situation on the field clearly.
Finally, the basketball team's personnel were handed over to Qian Lai.
Wen Jinxu, Zhang Yang, and the other three also wrote three thousand words of self-criticism by hand.
However, Zheng Lunzhi, who initiated the physical altercation and caused a negative impact, received a demerit, a school-wide reprimand, and was required to apologize and write a 3,000-word self-criticism.
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