"What’s going on with Wu Hui? To actually do such a thing..." Halfway through the sentence, Principal Gu glanced at Mo Weiran and said, "You go back to class first, I’ll handle Wu Hui."
Mo Weiran paused for a mont after hearing this, then nodded in response, and left.
However, just as he returned to class, the bell rang.
As soon as class was over, the boy sitting in front of Mo Weiran turned around and looked, "So, what happened? What did the principal say?"
Mo Weiran shook his head, "I don’t know, the principal just told to return to class."
Hearing this, the boy said with a bit of regret, "Actually, if it gets bigger, it’s not too bad. Who knows, Wu Hui might resign in a fit of anger."
Mo Weiran: "..."
"You’re really brave, to even dare to hit that Goddess of Fear. From now on, you’re Brother Ran to ." The boy looked at Mo Weiran with admiration.
The boy’s na was Seo Hao, always ranking among the top fifteen in the grade. His family wasn’t well-off, just about getting by.
Wu Hui had thoroughly understood who in the class ca from poor families and would always pick on them when yelling, because they had no strong family background and had to endure Wu Hui’s scolding.
Seo Hao was frequently one of the people being scolded.
It’s also because Seo Hao was broad-minded; otherwise, he would have been driven to depression by the constant scolding.
However, not everyone had the sa good mindset as Seo Hao, and many students in the class had been brought to tears by Wu Hui’s insults.
Not long ago, one of their dorm mates nearly committed suicide after being scolded. Fortunately, they found out in ti.
Later, after so counseling from his roommates, he finally gave up the thought of suicide. However, out of fear of Wu Hui, he asked them not to tell anyone about it.
In the past, although Wu Hui liked to scold, it wasn’t too frequent or to the extent of making soone suicidal.
But since the first mock exam, Wu Hui seed to be going through early nopause, seizing every chance to yell at people.
Understandably, the class didn’t like her.
Recently, students have been avoiding her like the plague.
A teacher being hated by students to this extent is quite rare.
Mo Weiran listened to Seo Hao’s words, remained silent for a mont, and then murmured, "Whether she resigns or not, I don’t know, but I guess I’m probably going to get expelled."
Upon hearing this, Seo Hao imdiately replied, "That can’t be, just now I saw clearly, she was the one who threw the first punch. You just reached out to block it, it’s not like you intentionally hurt her."
"Don’t worry, I’ll testify for you." Seo Hao patted his chest and said to Mo Weiran.
Mo Weiran: "Aren’t you afraid Wu Hui will cause trouble for you if you testify?"
Seo Hao replied nonchalantly, "What is there to be afraid of? At worst, I’ll do poorly this end of term and transfer to another class next sester."
I’ve already learned what I need to learn anyway.
If it were the old way of scolding, Seo Hao could bear it, but he felt he couldn’t endure the recent behavior, and if it continued, he might actually beco depressed.
Thinking of sothing, Seo Hao added, "Even if she doesn’t let transfer, it’s fine. It’s just one sester, it’ll pass in the blink of an eye."
Mo Weiran listened, smiled, and said, "Then, thanks in advance."
With that, Mo Weiran stood up and waved at Seo Hao, "Let’s go, ti to eat."
Seo Hao heard this, pondered for a mont; at a ti like this, he still had the appetite to eat?
Once Mo Weiran left the classroom, his face imdiately fell. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and stared at it for a long ti with a gloomy expression.
Finally, Mo Weiran sent a ssage to Lu Xingzhe and Qiao Qingshu, then made a phone call to Mo Zeming.
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