"Then I'll tell you where you went wrong."
The counselor pulled out a large pair of scissors from somewhere. Because Zhen Tian had her back to the counselor, she didn't see it at all.
"ah……"
There were gasps of surprise from below, as if they were frightened by the large scissors.
"Sweetie!" Yang Tao shouted.
Zhen Tian glanced at Yang Tao and saw that she looked shocked. It was the first time she had ever turned around so quickly.
However, it was too late.
"Holy shit!" Yang Tao cursed as she rushed onto the stage while making a phone call to Ye Qingyan.
No one expected that the counselor would actually go so far as to cut Zhen Tian's hair himself.
When Zhen Tian turned around, her counselor was already holding a piece of her long hair that she had cut off.
"I told you, if you don't cut it, I'll cut it for you."
The counselor stroked his hair with a smug look on his face, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
Zhen Tian was stunned for a moment, and didn't even react for a moment.
She reached out and touched the back of her head, her hair, which was almost waist-length, had a gap in the middle.
The sensation in her hand made her feel as if a hole had been torn in her heart.
“Hair…” Zhen Tian’s gaze fell on the hair that had been cut off and was still held in the counselor’s hand. In the blink of an eye, tears rolled down her cheeks one after another.
Seeing her cry, the counselor became even more smug. With a casual flick of his wrist, he scattered her hair on the ground. The counselor was ruthless, cutting off more than 20 centimeters of hair. The stubble of hair on Zhen Tian's back only hung down to half of her back.
"I warned you." Not content with her smugness, the counselor reached out and grabbed Zhen Tian, wanting to continue cutting.
"Are you never going to stop?" Yang Tao stood in front of Zhen Tian.
"I'll see if you dare touch me." Zhen Tian stared intently at the counselor with tears in her eyes.
“What’s wrong with me disciplining you? Disobedient students need to be taught a lesson.” The counselor was even more assertive.
"Help! Help!"
Zhen Tian suddenly shouted outside.
The counselor frowned, and just as he was about to shut Zhen Tian up, five burly men walked in and surrounded her.
"Who are you? Do you think you can just barge into this school like that?" the counselor asked, oblivious to the danger.
Ye Qingyan ran in from outside, kicking and punching a man of similar build as she ran.
When she saw Zhen Tian crying, anger surged through her brain, and when she saw the cut hair, she punched several men.
"What did I say? Did I tell you I would stay by your side at all times?" Ye Qingyan was furious.
"Miss, Miss Tian is in self-study class, so we can't follow her," the man, who had been beaten all the way in, said somewhat aggrievedly.
Ye Qingyan glared around, then ran to Zhen Tian's side to comfort her, "It's okay, it's okay. I'll back you up."
"Which class are you in? Colluding with people from outside the school will get you disciplined. I can make sure you don't graduate, you know that? Take them out of here right now." The counselor was still threatening Ye Qingyan.
However, Ye Qingyan is the kind of person who responds better to gentleness than force; she has never been afraid of anyone in her life.
"Then let me see if you can get a disciplinary action." Ye Qingyan sneered, "You think you can get away with cutting my sister's hair so easily? You must be joking."
"I am her teacher, I have the right..."
"You have no right whatsoever!" Ye Qingyan's curse exploded in the classroom. She pointed down below, "You think everyone in your class is willingly controlled by you? Look down there, how many people are holding cameras? You're finished, you know that?"
The counselor looked down and saw that several people had their phones propped up on the table, with only one camera facing the podium.
"Bring all your phones up here." The counselor slammed her hand on the table, and when no one listened to her, she went down and started grabbing them.
Zhen Tian was still sobbing, touching her hair, heartbroken. If only she had been more careful.
"Restrain her!" Ye Qingyan commanded the men to hold the counselor down.
"What are you doing? This is kidnapping!" the counselor shouted.
"We kidnapped you?" Ye Qingyan scoffed. "Don't be ridiculous. You were holding a weapon, and my bodyguard was just acting in self-defense."
"What's your major? Do you even know who I am?!" the counselor yelled, furious.
"I'm Ye Qingyan, from the Music Department." She raised her head and glanced at the woman with disdain: "Do you think I'd give you the chance to cause me trouble? Ha."
Ye Qingyan snatched the scissors from her hand and handed them to Zhen Tian: "Tian Tian, take this. Treat her the same way she treats you."
Zhen Tian held the scissors that Ye Qingyan had snatched away, sobbing.
"Zhen Tian, how dare you!"
"Teacher, you cut one strand of my hair, but I won't cut any more of yours." Zhen Tian gritted her teeth, her nose twitching. Her hands moved without hesitation, grabbing the counselor's hair and about to cut it, but before she could even cut, the hair was pulled out.
The entire classroom erupted in commotion.
Zhen Tian looked at the wig in her hand and the sparse hair on her counselor's head, and she was stunned.
"Holy crap, that's a wig." Ye Qingyan frowned. "No wonder you don't let everyone grow their hair long."
Emotions are contagious, and most of the girls in the classroom were glaring angrily at the counselor.
When the hair incident was exposed, the counselor became enraged and managed to break free while the men were momentarily distracted.
"I'm going to sue you."
"Go quickly, go sue immediately." Ye Qingyan pointed to the door, looking completely unconcerned: "Even if you don't sue, you're still my grandson."
"you……"
"Are you going to sue or not? If you're not going to, I am!" Ye Qingyan gripped her phone. "Unfortunately, I had someone check your brother-in-law's phone number. Shall we wait a bit?"
Ye Qingyan's subordinate answered the phone: "Hello, is this Zhang Bide, the president of the Art University?"
Who is it?
"I am Ye Qingyan from the Music Department. Now your sister-in-law, the new counselor from the Animation Department, has been tied up in their study room. I think you should come and take a look."
The principal paused for a moment: "Wait a moment."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingyan waved her phone and smiled at her livid counselor.
Then he asked the students in the room, "Is there anyone who wants to stay and watch the play?"
"Keep."
I don't know which boy in the corner shouted first, but everyone's shouts to stay grew louder and louder. No one moved.
Evening self-study time should have been over long ago, but the classroom was still brightly lit.
The principal arrived quickly, accompanied by a woman.
"What's going on?" Zhang Bide frowned, looking at the chaotic scene in the classroom. "Why haven't you all gone back to your dorms yet?"
“How can they go back? These are all victims.”
The crowd parted, and Ye Qingyan walked out, holding Zhen Tian's hand: "Good evening, Principal."
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