Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 28 - 0028: Method of Cracking [Part 2]

Chapter 28: Chapter 0028: Method of Cracking [Part 2]

Zhang Daqi was somewhat more composed. Seeing Chu Feng approach, he straightened his face and said, "Chu Feng, I told you to go back and write a reflection. What are you doing back here?"

Chu Feng took out his cellphone from his pocket and fiddled with it as he spoke, "Director Zhang, the reason I came back is that I really don’t know how to write this reflection, so I returned to ask for your guidance on how it should be written."

When Zhang Daqi saw the cellphone in Chu Feng’s hand, his face immediately turned pale.

Why would Chu Feng pull out a cellphone at this time? Could it be that everything he and Wang Yan had done inside had been recorded by Chu Feng? If that were the case, then things were truly going to be terrible.

Zhang Daqi looked at Chu Feng and said, "High school students are not allowed to carry cellphones. Don’t you know that? Hand over your cellphone, I’m going to confiscate it!"

Indeed, the school had such a rule. However, for high school students, such a rule was nothing but mere words on paper; nobody truly followed it.

The cellphone had been a gift from Cui Jingyan, specifically for the convenience of keeping in touch with Chu Feng. He had never expected that it would actually come in handy today.

Chu Feng handed over the phone to Zhang Daqi, saying, "Director Zhang, you can have my phone, but I like to backup everything in my phone in advance. I backup all my data to my phone’s email. Just now, I’m not sure if I made a mistake, but I set a timer in the email. If you keep my phone for over twenty-four hours, the contents might be sent to all my contacts."

Zhang Daqi and Wang Yan’s complexions turned ashen upon hearing this.

If Chu Feng had truly recorded something, and if it really got spread around, then both of them would be doomed.

It had not been easy for Zhang Daqi to rise to his current position. East River First High School was a nationally renowned high school, and there were no shortage of people seeking favors from him daily. If he lost this position, Zhang Daqi would truly have nothing left.

Zhang Daqi’s complexion shifted uncertainly before he finally turned to Wang Yan and said, "You go first. I have some things to discuss alone with Student Chu Feng."

Wang Yan looked at Zhang Daqi, her face filled with intense unease.

Zhang Daqi whispered, "Don’t worry, I’ll handle this matter. You go ahead."

Eventually, Wang Yan left the office of academic affairs with heavy unease.

Zhang Daqi then invited Chu Feng back into the office of academic affairs.

Chu Feng plopped down on the sofa and toyed with the mobile phone in his hand. "Director Zhang, let’s talk about the reflection, shall we? I’ve never written one, and really have no idea how it should be written?"

With a smile spreading across his face, Zhang Daqi amiably said, "Student Chu Feng, you are the school’s Top Scholar and our hope for achieving the national Top Scholar title. How could you commit such a mistake? I believe those are just false accusations out of jealousy from other students. I’ll talk to them and deal with it."

Chu Feng indifferently replied, "So, I don’t need to write the reflection, is that right?"

Zhang Daqi, chest puffed, said, "Of course! Student Chu Feng, you are an excellent student, the teacher’s most trusted good child. How could you possibly have to write a reflection? The teachers should commend you instead. You astonished everyone with your midterms and should be set as an example for the entire school to learn from."

Listening to Zhang Daqi, Chu Feng sneered inwardly. This Zhang Daqi was truly like a chameleon, changing his face faster than flipping through a book.

Chu Feng stood up and said, "If that’s what Director Zhang says, then I’m much relieved. I have classes to attend, so I’ll be going now."

"Wait!" Zhang Daqi hastily called out as Chu Feng was about to leave.

Chu Feng turned and looked at Zhang Daqi, "Does Director Zhang have any further instructions?"

Zhang Daqi hesitated for a moment before saying, "Student Chu Feng, what exactly did you see just now?"

Chu Feng answered, "I saw some things that I shouldn’t have."

Zhang Daqi’s heart skipped a beat at that response, but he still managed to maintain composure and said, "Student Chu Feng, the teacher admits that there were some small misunderstandings with you before, and I sincerely apologize. However, I also hope that you can delete everything in your phone and the backups as well. If you need money, I can give you some."

Chu Feng replied indifferently, "I don’t need the money. I just hope that Director Zhang can help warn Liu Tianming and Wu Di. Tell them to stop with these petty actions. As long as they stay quiet, I guarantee that the contents of my phone will also disappear forever."

Zhang Daqi’s expression changed, but still, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! I agree to your terms."

Chu Feng nodded, then strode out.

Leaving the office, Chu Feng hurried back to the sports field.

When Chu Feng returned to the sports field, he saw his classmates doing warm-up exercises.

The PE teacher leading the warm-up was a sturdy man over 1.8 meters tall, who was also Wang Yan’s husband. It was said that he had trained in martial arts and served in the military, which could be seen from his bulging muscles.

Chu Feng looked at the PE teacher who was looking at him and felt a bit of pity for him. His wife was compromised, and he still had the heart to teach here.

"You’re late, run twenty laps around the sports field before returning to class!" Before Chu Feng could speak, the PE teacher spoke first with a grim tone.

"Twenty laps!"

The classmates doing warm-ups all exclaimed in shock upon hearing the PE teacher’s words.

The sports field at East River First High School was a standard field, where one lap was exactly 400 meters. Twenty laps equated to eight kilometers, which was an enormous burden for a high school student. If care was not taken, it was very possible to suffer physical harm from exhaustion, or even sudden death.

Incidents like this happened before; almost every term there would be a student who died suddenly while running.

Chu Feng’s gaze turned frosty upon hearing the PE teacher’s words.

Just for being late, he was being punished with twenty laps. It was clear that the PE teacher was acting under the influence of Liu Tianming and Wu Di, deliberately targeting him.

"Hurry up! Or do you want me to inform the school that you skipped class and give you a disciplinary action?" the PE teacher bellowed with a glare.

Upon hearing this from the PE teacher, any trace of sympathy Chu Feng had for him vanished completely.

If one is willing to be a dog for others, they deserve to be cuckolded.

Chu Feng turned to the track and began to jog slowly.

His tardiness was indisputable, and any excuses or resistance on his part would only make matters worse.

"Everyone can free up for a while, I’ll go check the count!" The PE teacher dismissed everyone and came personally to count the laps for Chu Feng.

Twenty laps were undoubtedly torturous for any ordinary high school student, but for Chu Feng, who was already a Quasi Yellow Level Expert, it was a form of training.

Chu Feng ran lap after lap, his speed increasing with each one.

This not only dumbfounded his classmates but also the PE teacher.

"Is this really a high school student? Fifteen laps in and his speed hasn’t slowed down, it’s actually speeding up," the PE teacher thought with shock.

When Chu Feng finished the last lap, the whole class erupted in enthusiastic applause.

The PE teacher was completely astounded. He even believed that if Chu Feng was properly trained, he could break various long-distance running world records.

"Teacher, I’ve finished the twenty laps," Chu Feng said to the PE teacher, cool as a cucumber.

"Good!" The PE teacher’s expression changed a few times, but he nodded in agreement and a glint appeared in his eyes.

The PE teacher blew a whistle, then called the whole class to gather.

"I have taught you all some military boxing before, and some students have asked me about its seemingly lack of power. Today, I will demonstrate the practical applications of military boxing. However, I need a student to assist me!"

The PE teacher’s gaze deliberately and indifferently shifted toward Chu Feng.

"This student, I see you have good stamina, how about you assist me for this demonstration?" the PE teacher finally said, looking at Chu Feng.