At the teachers' office
The first class today was the Chinese class. Yan Weimin arrived at the office early. His year-end bonus was closely connected to the college entrance examination results of his class. Therefore, he was very strict to his students.
"Mr. Yan, is there a student called Song Yan in your class?" A young teacher sitting opposite to Yan Weimin asked. He was Chen Chuangfei, a physical education teacher who had been distributed to Shengye Middle School the last year.
Hearing the name of Song Yan, Yan Weimin frowned and gave a look of disgust. He didn't like the academic losers like Song Yan.
"He is one of my students." Yan Weimin answered.
Chen Chuangfei slapped his thigh and said, "Mr. Yan, Song Yan is awesome!"
Yan Weimin was very surprised at Chen Chuangfei's words, "Are you kidding? Chuangfei, Song Yan is good-for-nothing. He is an academic loser, and he likes stirring up troubles. If I were the headmaster, I would fire him first."
"Hahaha, I didn't mean it that way. Mr. Yan, how awe-inspiring Song Yan was yesterday! He knocked down five gangsters within several movements at the school gate. Even I'm unable to defeat him." Chen Chuangfei stated excitedly. He liked free combat very much when he was a student in the sports school. He was also a good fighter.
He didn't think he was able to deal with five experienced gangsters, let alone knocking them down within several movements like Song Yan. So, he deliberately asked about Song Yan's identity as he planned to study Kung Fu with him.
"How dared Song Yan fight with people again. My repeated warnings to him went in one ear and out the other." Yan Weimin was enraged by Chen Chuangfei's words as his face darkened. Suddenly, he had an idea, 'I should take this opportunity to suggest the headmaster to fire Song Yan. Without him, the average pointes of Class 9 would be raised.'
Thinking about this, Yan Weimin got excited. Chen Chuangfei didn't know his words had brought Song Yan a big trouble.
"Chuangfei, are you sure you are talking about Song Yan?" Yan Weimin asked.
Chen Chuangfei nodded, "Of course. When I arrived at the school, I went to the security room and copied the video into my cell phone."
Chen Chuangfei took out his cell phone and shared the video that Song Yan fought with five gangsters with Yan Weimin.
The young man in the video was indeed Song Yan. Yan Weimin didn't understand why Han Sha was by Song Yan's side. But none of that mattered. More importantly, Yan Weimin was able to fire Song Yan with this video.
"Chuangfei, can you send me the video." Yan Weimin asked.
"Of course." Chen Chuangfei answered, "Given the chance, I'll study Kung Fu from him."
Chen Chuangfei sent Yan Weimin the video. The bell for the class rang. Yan Wemin walked to the classroom of Grade 3 Class 9 with books in his arms.
"Everyone, be quiet!" Yan Weimin knocked the lectern with a blackboard brush. The whole classroom immediately went quiet.
"Song Yan, come here." Yan Weimin talked to Song Yan in a low voice.
Song Yan closed his book and walked to Yan Weimin in confusion, "Mr. Yan, what's wrong with me?"
Bang!
Yan Weimin banged the brush onto the lectern heavily. He stared at Song Yan and asked coldly, "What did you do after school yesterday?"
Song Yan went blank for a moment after hearing Yan Weimin's question. He then remembered the dispute with the gangsters at the school gate yesterday. He thought, 'Is Yan Weimin going to stir up troubles with that?"
Yan Weimin continued, "I've warned you not to fight with people last week. But you did it again yesterday. Do you think I dare not expel you from school?"
Song Yan frowned, "Mr. Yan, what you saw wasn't it looked like. The gangsters wanted to beat me. I had to defend myself."
"Why did they beat you?" Yan Weimin questioned closely.
Song Yan shook his head, "I don't know." But he guessed it had something to do with Xue Yuancheng.
Yan Weimin gave a vicious look at Song Yan, "I don't believe a single word of you. Why didn't the gangsters beat me or other students? Why did they only beat you? Are you related to the gang? So, they came to bother you. You are screwed."