Chapter 204 - Kids, Are You Hungry? (2/2)

——[Is this a school? Or a prison??]

——[F*ck, are these people human? Running five kilometers as a standard, and washing people with cold water during winter?!]

——[They confiscate all personal belongings upon entering, even cell phones are handed to teachers… Even the text messages responding to their parents are made up by the teachers? So the students have zero privacy?!]

The principal continued to quibble. “We’re following the examples of foreign elite private schools by implementing military management techniques and gentlemanly education. All the students who graduate from here are very outstanding…”

Shi Sui couldn’t help but retort coldly. “What about those who don’t graduate?”

The principal choked.

The answer presented itself. Children who could endure the cruel form of education here would naturally become the pride of the heavens.

Those who couldn’t bear the abuse over several years would be both physically and psychologically scarred for the rest of their lives.

“This… This only means students are too emotionally fragile. Nowadays, children are too sensitive and vain, which is why they are so addicted to playing games and their phones all the time. Our school aids them to get back on the right track for their life ahead…”

“Oh, shut up you!” Li Jianyu sputtered. “Can you be a human for two seconds? Do you know how much pain these children must be feeling being subjected to your torture everyday? Don’t you think their parents will be upset if they knew what you were doing?!”

The atmosphere became silent.

Li Jianyu realized something as he suddenly turned to Rong Huai and the other teenagers.

It seemed there was finally emotion in their blank expressions.

Only, it wasn’t joy.

The corners of their mouths twisted helplessly with bitter resent.

Li Jianyu felt his scalp tingle with numbness. He didn’t dare believe it, but he also had to believe it…

The parents knew. They knew everything.

The comment section exploded.

——[As long as there is demand, there will be a supply. Let that sink in]

——[My god, how hopeless must these kids be…]

——[They don’t want to spend time with their kids, but they’ll spend money for other people to beat their own kids??]

——[So the parents all know? They knew full well that they were sending their kids into a school that used physical punishment?!]

In the gloomy atmosphere, the girl’s sweet voice sounded like an otherworldly being descended from heaven:

“It’s almost lunch time. Kids, are you hungry?”