Chen Gu thought of his past life and so university professors, shaking his head secretly, deciding not to hang around at Teacher Mu Heping’s place.
Qiao Shuangyi asked him, "Whose class did you sign up for?"
"Zhong Yuanbei." Chen Gu still decided to follow Bai Yunpeng’s advice.
Qiao Shuangyi let out a strange cry, "Are you crazy? Do you know why nobody signs up for that guy? He’s a madman. For the past three years, he has injured his students so badly that they ended up in the hospital with serious wounds. If it weren’t for his close friendship with the school director back in the days, he would have been expelled long ago."
Chen Gu was astonished. So that’s how it is.
Qiao Shuangyi kept trying to convince him, "Brother, don’t make things hard for yourself. I specifically inquired about this. Zhong Yuanbei is really harsh with his physical punishnts. Those students he injured would have been disabled if not for the director secretly intervening."
"This person seems to have been injured here in the early years..." Qiao Shuangyi lowered his voice and pointed to his temple. "For so reason, it’s impossible to cure with the current dical technology, so a lot of the ti, he simply can’t control himself."
Chen Gu remained silent throughout. Qiao Shuangyi thought he had been convinced, but unexpectedly, Chen Gu smiled. "Then I really chose the right person. If Teacher Zhong has the school director’s backing, it ans I have the school director’s backing too!"
Did he even need to worry about Ye Feileng anymore? Humph, a re clown!
Of course, this was just a joke to amuse himself. The real deciding factor was his willingness to trust Bai Yunpeng.
Qiao Shuangyi was speechless. "Having a backer is good, but you need to be alive to enjoy the benefits it brings."
Chen Gu was resolute, unmoved by persuasion.
"Alright." Ye Feileng walked back to the lectern. "After you have made your choices, report to your ntors this afternoon. There’s one more public class this morning, and attendance is mandatory!"
The morning’s public class was on "Professional Combat Cooperation," a very practical course. The stand-in professor was a tall, lean, and competent-looking teacher with bright eyes and a faint scar on his neck.
With the current dical techniques, the fact that this scar hasn’t completely faded indicates how severe the injury must have been at the ti.
Clearly, he was also a "tough character," making him a very persuasive instructor for this course.
Apart from the new students, there were also seven or eight older students who had to retake the class.
After class at noon, everyone went to the canteen to eat. Compared to the ti of the freshman military training, the school was much more "lively." All the students were back, and the canteen was bustling with over a hundred people.
Chen Gu maintained his composure as he followed behind Lin Xiaochen and Qiao Shuangyi, who wore gloomy expressions. However, since they had promised earlier and didn’t dare go back on their word—for fear that if there was so "event" at school and Brother Chen didn’t cover them, disaster would strike.
Luckily, Chen Gu wasn’t insistent on eating his fill. He was satisfied with just half a al today. Wool can’t be shorn all at once; it needs to last.
A large group gathered around Chen Gu to eat, all of them classmates who had gone to the nightclub together last ti.
These students, with their outstanding family backgrounds, were all very pragmatic. Chen Gu perford excellently during the freshman military training and was willing to look out for his own, so naturally, they were happy to befriend him.
To these climbers, Chen Gu harbored no moral purism. He joked and laughed with everyone, as ultimately, they were all potential al tickets.
Suddenly, an older student approached them.
He tapped on the table. "Chen Gu, right? Co over here for a second."
Chen Gu, who was eating, looked up in confusion, gazing at the older student as if he were an idiot, then lowered his head and continued with his al.
Bullying new students was sothing high schoolers played at, right? And just because you tell to co over, I should co? Who do you think you are?
The older student snickered coldly, "You really are a greenhorn who doesn’t know how high the sky is."
He pushed the student sitting next to Chen Gu, who glanced at the group of older students and got up to make room. The senior sat down. "It’s Andreyao who’s calling you over."
Chen Gu took a peek over there. Among the older students, one guy clearly looked like the "leader" and inclined his chin slightly towards him.
The color drained from the faces of Chen Gu’s classmates, clearly aware of this "Andreyao’s" status.
Qiao Shuangyi gritted his teeth. "Chen Gu is a friend of the Qiao Family. What does Andreyao want to do?"
The older student sneered, "Qiao Shuangyi, are you sure you want to involve your entire family in matters at Huai Shan Branch School? Do you have the authority to make such decisions?"
Qiao Shuangyi’s face turned red, but he was at a loss for words.
Chen Gu continued to eat, then disdainfully said, "Scram!"
The older student thought he had misheard. "What did you say?"
"Scram!" Chen Gu repeated. "That damn Andreyao, if he wants to say sothing to , he should co over himself. Whoever he is, he’s not qualified to send a lackey to summon like I’m so underling."
The older student laughed angrily. "Fine, fine, fine! You’ve got guts; just wait!"
He stord off, and after reaching Andreyao, he seed to add fuel to the fire with his words. Andreyao’s gaze turned frosty, and the older students around him also looked enraged.
Qiao Shuangyi didn’t know whether he was trying to reassure Chen Gu or psych himself up. "Don’t worry, this is Huai Shan Branch School. Andreyao wouldn’t dare do anything for real."
Several older students from Andreyao’s group stood up, looking ready to charge over, and Qiao Shuangyi involuntarily drew back, less certain about his own words.
Here at Huai Shan Branch School, his status couldn’t offer him enough protection. Most of the students here ca from families no less influential than his.
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