Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 211 - 210: The Vice Principal’s Anger

Chapter 211: Chapter 210: The Vice Principal’s Anger

"Damn, that annoying bumpkin is back at school again."

Wang Qiang also noticed Xiao Yi sitting there, his smile immediately froze, and he cursed bitterly. A cold smile flickered as he glanced at Xiao Yi, who was sitting there with a smile, then he turned his head and followed Gao Junjie to their usual spot.

"Young Master Gao, just wait, he won’t be sitting long."

Li Han mentioned how Xiao Yi’s expulsion hadn’t caused the slightest ripple at the university. For a well-renowned university with a student body exceeding 50,000, including undergraduates, various postgraduates, and international students, the expulsion of one student who was neither the student council president nor a top entrance exam scorer nor a new student representative, was like a small stone dropped into the ocean, too trivial to stir even a wave. A sneer crept onto Li Han’s face as he quietly said to a somber Gao Junjie.

"I’m really curious to see how this ends for him."

Upon hearing Li Han’s words, Gao Junjie’s expression softened slightly, his gaze drifting to Xiao Yi, the only one seated next to Zhao Yuhua, a smirk appearing on his face.

Zhang Wudao had made it clear yesterday—he wouldn’t allow him to attend classes, and he would make sure the teachers kicked him out of the classroom.

Thinking about how he would soon witness Xiao Yi being publicly ousted from the classroom, imagining the blush of embarrassment on Xiao Yi’s face, cleared Gao Junjie’s gloom, giving rise to an indescribable anticipation.

"Four Young Evil Masters, heh, impressive figures. I wonder what kind of expression they’ll have later?"

Xiao Yi also noticed the Four Young Evil Masters entering the classroom, their corners of the mouth lifted in proud smirks directed at him. He hadn’t realized they were planning to kick him out of the class; he merely thought they were smug about having him expelled, which made the corners of his mouth subtly lift in a faint sneer.

Thinking about what might happen next, a rare feeling of anticipation stirred in Xiao Yi’s heart.

......

Xiao Yi’s expulsion was a trivial matter for a prestigious university with a community of over 50,000, including undergrads, various postgraduates, and international students.

Xiao Yi was not a dazzling student like a student council president, a top scorer of entrance exams, or a new student representative; expelling such a student was all too easy.

In Zhang Wudao’s eyes, this event was as mundane as eating daily meals or drinking water. Such an insignificant incident, in the context of a vast institution, was like a pebble dropped into the ocean, completely inconsequential, stirring no waves, leaving no aftermath, catching no attention from higher-ups, as the school leaders had no spare time for such trivial matters.

The benefits Zhang Wudao derived from handling it, however, were undoubtedly substantial. After drinking last night and returning home, his mind was filled with visions of his future life ascending smoothly. Excitement kept him awake all night.

Having not slept overnight, he felt not the slightest fatigue but spruced himself up carefully, making his hair sleek and shiny, his demeanor dapper and distinguished. Only then did he leisurely grab his briefcase and step out to work, leisurely indeed, as he was a senior teacher in charge of student affairs, not required to teach, and with nobody to question his punctuality in his office.

Yet, he was unaware that sometimes, things take unexpected turns.

What seemed to him an inconsequential matter had, at this moment, triggered a significant uproar or rather a major shock within Z University or among its upper echelons.

As he neatly dressed and was about to leave home, Mr. Yan Zhishou, the vice principal responsible for the university’s daily affairs and effectively the highest authority present on campus, was at his wit’s end, slamming the table and scolding the heads of the academic office, the discipline department, and others.

Mr. Yan, who always prided himself on his scholarly demeanor and gentle, deliberate way of speaking, lost all composure, shouting at the people before him, repeatedly slamming the table, tearing a button off his shirt, his tie askew—completely indifferent to his appearance.

Anyone who gets rudely awakened by their superior before 5 AM, scolded harshly, and even subjected to coarse language would forget all about maintaining dignity!

Recalling the call he had received that morning from Mr. Shen, the most respected superior and the top authority at the school who had just returned from a trip abroad less than a week ago, rage ignited fiercely within him!

"Yan Zhishou, what are you playing at? It’s been less than a week since I left, and you’ve already turned everything upside down. Do you still want your job, or should someone else do it?"

It was the harshest thing any of his superiors had ever said to him since he started working.

This was also the harshest thing a superior could say to a subordinate. Upon hearing it, he immediately woke from his sleep in a cold sweat!

After tremblingly listening to the phone call from his high-ranking supervisor abroad and hastily making several assurances, he could no longer sleep. Disregarding that it was not fully daylight outside, he quickly got dressed, washed up, and rushed back to the school and into his office, waking his secretary from her sleep and having her call each department head to assemble everyone at the school.

This was the start of his furious tirade.

His superiors had embarrassed him, so he was determined to make those who embarrassed him, these bastards, feel even more humiliated!

This had always been Yan Zhishou’s personal and professional principle.

"Who can tell me what exactly happened here! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!"

After shouting his last words, Vice Principal Yan finally felt a slight release of the resentment in his heart, adjusted his tie, and gave a cold glare around at the crowd before sternly questioning them.

"I... I will immediately go investigate."

Hearing Vice Principal Yan’s furious outburst, which they had never seen before, his subordinates hung their heads low, completely dumbfounded.

"Find out? So, you mean you don’t know now? You idiots, you know nothing, what are you even good for? Do you even understand the principle of having a role and seeking its duties..."

Hearing the words from the School of Science, Yan Zhishou’s anger, which had somewhat subsided, flared up once again, making him unleash another round of fierce scolding.

The man from the School of Science, who wore glasses and appeared scholarly and devoted to academia, unexpectedly became the first to speak and bore the brunt of the outburst, causing him to suddenly lower his head in red-faced silence, not daring to make another sound.

In his heart, he really wanted to tell Vice Principal Yan with a grievance, "Big Brother Yan, I just got approval for a national project last month, which you handled, and I spoke to you about it just days ago. I have been busy with this project, and I had no time to deal with those other matters, which have always been managed by the dean."

But seeing the fury in Yan Zhishou, he wisely held his tongue, letting the Vice Principal scold him until he had no way to defend himself.

Fortunately, a timely phone call finally spared him from further disgrace.

"Ring, ring..."

Amidst the sharp ringtone, Vice Principal Yan finally stopped his tirade, cleared his throat, and picked up the phone, "Hello, this is Yan Zhishou."

But immediately upon hearing the voice on the phone, his expression changed. He involuntarily straightened up, his face becoming extremely deferential as he hurriedly responded, "Yes... yes... yes, okay... I definitely will... Mm!"

Watching the sudden change in Yan Zhishou’s tone, all the school leaders around lifted their heads in surprise, looking at the Vice Principal, who was now extremely cautious, not even daring to breathe too heavily. This made them all shift uneasily, secretly speculating about the person on the other end of the phone. They knew that not even a call from the mayor of G City would make him react like this. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to QiDian (qidian.com) to vote and give monthly support; your support is my greatest motivation.)