Chapter 1696 - 1091: Heroine of the Republic 65

Chapter 1696: Chapter 1091: Heroine of the Republic 65

The student was obviously experienced, having anticipated what the teacher would ask before coming and prepared his answers in advance.

"Teacher, honestly, it’s nothing much. It’s just that An Hu was eating on the playground, and we passed by. Zhang Cong wanted to ask him what he was eating because it looked so dark, but An Hu closed the lid and walked away, not letting Zhang Cong see. Zhang Cong just stood in front of him, blocking An Hu’s way, and then An Hu got upset and pushed him aside. Zhang Cong couldn’t keep his balance and fell flat on his back. You see how things have blown up. Isn’t An Hu being too unfriendly to fellow classmates? We’re all classmates here. Is it that necessary to push someone so hard that they fall over?"

Upon hearing this, the teachers figured out the cause and effect of the situation. The student’s account may be correct in sequence, but it distorted the truth.

People eat on the playground, and you all run over to mock them while blocking their way. If they don’t push you, who would they push?

So the teacher spoke up: "So Zhang Cong got hurt?"

Student: "Uh..., I rushed to find the teacher, so I didn’t really notice."

"Then go find out for sure if he got hurt or not. If he’s not hurt, get him up quickly as there are still classes this afternoon. Also, I’ve told you many times already: when other students are eating, can you stop bothering them? What someone eats has nothing to do with you, okay? Why must you dig into what someone’s eating? What do you care what’s in their meal? Can you provide for them if the food isn’t good? Probably not, right? At best, it satisfies your vanity, doesn’t it? Li Gen, ask yourself, look at what your family eats. You follow Zhang Cong around, ridiculing classmates with a similar background, do you think that’s right?"

"Go back, your class teacher has handled these kinds of issues not just once or twice. Every time the outcome is the same, but this time An Hu resisted, and now you can’t take it? If you didn’t provoke or block his way, who would inexplicably push you? There’s cause and effect in everything, and you ought to know what should and shouldn’t be done. Go back; your teacher won’t be going there today, but all the teachers have heard this. Unless Zhang Cong is hurt, there’s no need to make a fuss. After all, many people have been insulted by you and must learn to protect and defend themselves. What do you think, Li Gen?"

Li Gen hadn’t expected the teacher to not want to intervene this time and said so many words that made him blush with embarrassment. He stammered a couple of responses and quickly ran off. When he got to the playground, he found only Zhang Cong and a few others, with An Hu nowhere in sight. He felt like he had been played.

"Wait, what’s going on here? Did I make this trip for nothing? Where’s An Hu?"

Zhang Cong still sat on the ground, his face so dark and full of red blotches that his plump face slightly trembled, clearly on the edge of anger.

The others winked at him. Li Gen looked around, seeing no one, not even someone going to the restroom, feeling displeased.

"Why are you winking at me? Speak up, what’s going on?"

"What else? That punk An Hu finished eating and left. We couldn’t stop him. Didn’t expect this guy to appear all quiet, yet he’s got quite some strength. He grabbed our hands, pushed back hard, and we couldn’t keep our footing, so we just watched him walk away. What else could we do?"

Is that it? Li Gen showed a disdainful look at these people, seeing their apparent anger yet doing nothing, seemingly clueless, Zhang Cong left him speechless.

"Brother Cong? Are you going to let this go? If we don’t teach that guy a lesson today, we won’t have any face left. Today it’s An Hu; who knows, maybe others will resist us tomorrow too."

Zhang Cong, with his features contorted, stood up and gave him a cold look, saying nothing, then turned and walked away. Li Gen wanted to say something but stopped, and the other followers quickly caught up.

"Brother Cong, don’t be mad. We got the short end today, let’s get more people after school and get even."

Li Gen watched Zhang Cong’s departing figure, sneering: "Turns out he’s just a cowardly bully!"

Used to being boastful, suddenly encountering a tough challenge, and not adjusting well? Seems like this An Hu can really put on a show?

In Zhang Cong’s mind, losing face to An Hu at noon left his spirits low for the afternoon, not even looking at the teacher during class, but staring at An Hu.