“Bullys, those who disrespect their parents for no reason, petty thieves, and those with mental problems.” Fang Chenghan addressed the newcomers, who had by then lost all their previous spirit. “You are the lowest rung here. This isn’t the school’s rule, it’s my rule.”
Several members of a martial arts training class stood behind him with their arms crossed, looking exactly like thugs.
"We'll divide you into classes once you realize your mistakes. This will be the same procedure for everyone who comes from now on. Alright, meeting adjourned!"
At the gate of an ordinary high school, a short boy carrying a schoolbag walks towards home.
The person who had bullied him before had been expelled, and now finally no one was bullying him anymore. They threw his backpack into the toilet and let him steal money out. Thinking of this, the short boy's steps became lighter.
But he was quickly stunned; standing before him was the figure that had given him nightmares.
However... his blond hair had been shaved off, and it was a bit irregular.
"You, you... I didn't report you, I didn't..." The short boy's voice trembled.
To everyone's surprise, the blond-haired man strode forward and gave a perfect 90-degree bow: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me!"
The short boy froze on the spot. What was going on now?
Huang Mao raised his head, and the dim streetlights illuminated his face, where some areas were still swollen.
"Really, I was wrong. I was brain-dead before, doing stupid things. I'm so sorry." He spoke earnestly.
The shorter boy was even more terrified and ran away screaming without looking back.
Huang Mao looked at the flustered figure, his mouth slightly open, but the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat.
Lin Guoqiang appeared from the side, followed by several students from the combat sports class.
"See? No matter how much you apologize afterward, the damage has already been done. He will remember you for the rest of his life. You, and all of you, do not think that you can be forgiven for a flimsy apology."
Huang Mao stared blankly as the figure disappeared, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself.
Lin Guoqiang did not stop him.
"If you want to make amends, then work on improving your skills. You have a long life ahead of you." After saying that, Lin Guoqiang turned and left with them. Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran to catch up with the group.
"Dad, what if it's the kind of guy who's completely unrepentant? We can't just beat him up every day, can we?" Fang Chenghan asked Fang Zhiyi at this moment.
"That kind of thing... I'll just sell them to another school. I've found out about another private school."
Thinking of the atmosphere at school before, Fang Chenghan shuddered. Looking at Fang Zhiyi's serious expression, he could only mourn for Huang Mao for a few minutes.
Fang Zhiyi reached out to the table and picked up several sheets of paper, which were student files left behind by Hong Yanwen.
"Including them, the first condition for graduating is to apologize to the people they have hurt; otherwise, they will have to stay here indefinitely."
Soon the holiday arrived, and Fang Zhiyi couldn't wait to announce the holiday.
This left the students completely bewildered, as the school had never had holidays before; it was a completely closed school.
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