They still don't understand how their perfectly good jobs disappeared, Hong Yanwen packed his bags and left, and they were beaten up by a group of fierce-looking colleagues. Of course, the one who beat them the most was Fang Zhiyi.
These people all had prior criminal records, so Fang Zhiyi wasn't worried at all about them calling the police.
"I don't understand, why not close the school? What's so good about this place!" Fang Chenghan asked as he saw his father, who had been busy all day, return to the dormitory.
Fang Zhiyi pointed at him: "Do you need me to teach you manners?"
Fang Chenghan swallowed hard: "Dad, I'm asking why you opened the school. These students are really pitiful!"
Fang Zhiyi snorted: "Just because I don't open it, does that mean others won't? Do you think this kind of place exists because of one Hong Yanwen? One Hong Yanwen falls, and hundreds or thousands of Hong Yanwens rise up."
He pushed open the window and pointed to the scattered figures outside: "Today I made them drop out of school and go home, but what about tomorrow? Will their parents send them to another happy school?"
"So, you want to open a normal school?" Fang Chenghan asked.
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him: "Do you think someone like you can go to a normal school?"
Fang Chenghan was somewhat unconvinced: "What's wrong with me? I..." But when he saw Fang Zhiyi touching the thin bamboo strip, he immediately shut his mouth.
However, he didn't quite understand. He could have comfortably returned to his own spacious apartment and lay on a soft bed, but now he could only squeeze into a dilapidated single room with Fang Zhiyi, where the bed would creak incessantly when he turned over.
Xiao Hei teased, "Hey, this time it's not me messing with you, you just spent all the money yourself."
Fang Zhiyi said irritably, "Then what do you suggest I do? Kill them all? Wouldn't that land me in jail for life?"
"You really are a good person. But speaking of which, you've never been a school principal, have you?"
"That's true." Fang Zhiyi scratched his head. "To be honest, I really don't know how to be a principal."
Nguyen Van Khong opened his eyes early in the morning. His long-standing habit made him afraid to continue sleeping. If they didn't get up by five o'clock, the instructors would barge in and verbally abuse them.
But today was strange; it was very quiet outside, and even after five o'clock, no one came to call them to go for a run.
Ruan Wenkang felt a little panicked. This abnormal phenomenon made him very anxious, so he pushed open the broken door and went out. His roommates also silently put on their thin clothes and followed behind him.
As they were going downstairs, they ran into a man wearing black-rimmed glasses. Ruan Wenkang remembered that this man had said yesterday that he was the new dormitory manager, and his name seemed to be Zhao Dali.
Zhao Dali looked at the students with some confusion: "Wait, it's not even dawn yet, where are you all going?"
Nguyen Van Kang was a little scared, but he still answered, "Let's go for a run."
"Running? What running?" Zhao Dali was completely confused.
"School rules require us to get up at 5 a.m. to wash up and run at 5:10 a.m...." someone replied.
Zhao Dali looked completely bewildered: "I didn't hear the principal mention such a rule?" He saw several students trembling and frowned slightly. "Look at you all, coming out dressed so lightly? Go back to sleep right now. Children need enough sleep, otherwise they won't grow tall! Go back now!"
By this time, the stairs were already full of early-rising students. Seeing their hesitation, Zhao Dali put on an angry face and told them to go back to sleep. The students were afraid of him, so they turned around and left.
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