Upon hearing this classmate's voice, Tang Wan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and turn around to look directly at him.
Those dark eyes, which usually seemed to stare straight into people's hearts and see through everyone's pretense, seemed to be the same now, making the classmate feel a little scared.
No thought could be hidden from her mind; they were all so obvious in front of Tang Wan.
After he finished speaking, he realized that the person standing in front of him was not a bookworm he could bully, but the newly appointed president.
Even though she was only a first-year student, her excellence and the high regard the school held for her were too great.
What he said was a complete provocation.
You'll be criticized.
However, Tang Wan did not write any words of revenge on the blackboard; she simply wrote on the blackboard...
No, I just want you to acknowledge the excellence of others.
As soon as this sentence was written, all the students looked rather grim.
Clearly, besides Bian Jiarui's village, there was only one other student from outside their area who would qualify.
His eyes even held a hint of something else, unlike his usual dazed expression.
What can an eight-year-old child accomplish if even adults can't do it?
But the more they did it, the more panicked they felt, because many of the questions on the test were copied from their own knowledge.
Tang Wan knew that those classmates possessed a cruelty bordering on naivety.
Tang Wan walked back to the podium and wrote down below.
You are simply following your own steps, striving to make everything as bad as possible, step by step.
Tang Wan was unaware that the teacher standing in front of her had so few thoughts running through her mind.
Moreover, we are the object of Ru's affections, and the people we have looked down upon and bullied for many years.
[That's true, but all he does is shout and yell from outside.]
Tang Wan's handwriting is very bad.
You need to be the one who sets the rules.
We only need to make ourselves weaker, sharper, and more ruthless; that's not growth.
Looking at Tang Wan's large figure, the teacher suddenly felt a sense of anticipation, hoping that she would inject some vitality into the academy, which was like a quagmire.
But when my gaze fell on Tang Wan's face, I smiled self-deprecatingly.
For us adults of that age, what we heard most wasn't "who he is or who he is."
That realization made the person doing the questions even angrier. Our movements became slower and slower, and for each sub-question, we only wrote the word "solution" without any answers or steps.
He shook his head as he walked, seemingly quite satisfied with us.
If the rules outside are not accurate from the beginning, then Tang Wan will become the one who breaks the rules!
"he!"
But now Tangwan seems to have opened up a new path, and you have stopped actively accommodating these classmates who are considered to be in a weaker position.
The classmate who had just been arguing with Tang Wan stood up and said to Tang Wan, "So what? That's all I know."
Finally, half an hour was up, and Tang Wan walked up to each of us, looking at our answers.
You will become the worst constraint on that school.
I was just holding back my anger, determined to solve the problems on this test paper.
[What's most despicable is that they used their physical weakness to threaten us with violence.]
The saying "the handwriting reflects the person" is perfectly embodied in your body, but Tang Wan's handwriting is not as slender and strong as your body; rather, every stroke, every line, is sharp.
A person's energy and ability are limitless. Even if you can save the victim outside that class, how can I save the victims of the entire school?
The bookworm they had been bullying now stood obediently in front of Tang Wan, like her loyal follower, or as if he had found a powerful backer.
The bookworms in the class are usually bullied by them!
A seemingly ordinary sentence, yet it broke the defenses of very few students.
Tang Wan nodded, then wrote it on the whiteboard.
Yin Hongrui was so frightened that he shrank back in front of Tang Wan, extremely scared. He remembered how many times he had been bullied by that fist in class.
Who could tolerate this?
You want students outside that school to see you and know that you are the standard.
The weak complain about their circumstances, while the strong wallow in self-pity.
There are very few kinds of courage and ability in the world.
As for the teacher who was supposed to finish that class, he stood at the door after hearing Tang Wan's words, watching Tang Wan deal with those obedient older sisters, and found it nothing new.
That situation was caused by the indulgence of petty people.
Tang Wan didn't try to dodge at all; you stood directly behind Bian Jiarui, adopting a protective stance.
It seems they wanted to provide a protective umbrella for those who were strong, and wanted us to spend our short period of study outside that school.
You are capable of becoming a supporter of the system.
No, I certainly want all my students to get along peacefully, but it's obviously much easier to make such a complicated request outside of that school.
There was a murmur outside the classroom. Tang Wan took a deep breath, turned around, and wrote on the whiteboard.
But you were clearly tall and thin, yet your aura overwhelmed this seemingly weak female classmate in that instant.
From the day Tang Wan stepped down, you are not the rules themselves!
Thinking about this, they quieted down.
After all, outside of that school, I'm just a teacher.
We are the most faithful followers of that pyramid system.
The teacher did not interrupt Tang Wan.
We all want to be managers.
We remain skeptical of the system and its management.
Only the weak-willed would raise their fists against the strong.
You too can become someone governed by the system.
Those are the words that teachers and elders outside that school would tell us.
If no one bullies me, I will definitely repay them tenfold or a hundredfold, and there will be no talk of "protection" or "shelter".
The female student clenched her fist tightly, and the veins on her forehead bulged, but fortunately, she was not yet controlled by anger. With the last bit of reason, she restrained her actions and did not throw her fist.
As for protection, that's simply a pipe dream.
So Tang Wantou knew perfectly well that if you wanted to change that situation, you had to become the one in power.
Logically speaking, these bullied students should have gotten what they deserved from the student council.
After all, the education at that school taught everyone to live like wolves.
But when it turns a corner, it's not so rounded, as if it's embracing me.
Because in this sentence, Tang Wan clearly sees this bookworm as an outstanding person, while they are just mediocre.
That respectful nature, it's not just multiplied.
Teachers know whether a change is good or bad, but everything Tang Wan is doing now is clearly contrary to the principal's teaching philosophy.
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