Chapter 621: Help! (1/2)

Before noon.

County First Middle School.

Dong Xuebing pulled Yu Qianqian into the school building.

A math teacher walked past them and noticed something was wrong. He frowned and turned to look at Dong Xuebing. Dong Xuebing’s mother had taught in this school previously, but he had never visited his mother at the school. At most, he had waited for his mother outside the school. That’s why no one recognizes him.

Stairwell.

Dong Xuebing asked. “Year 2 class 1 is on which floor?”

“It is on the second floor.” Yu Qianqian’s eyes had swelled from crying, and she held onto Dong Xuebing’s hands tightly. “They still have lessons.”

Lessons?!

Go to hell with your lessons!

“Let’s go.” Dong Xuebing walks up the stairs.

Yu Qianqian followed Dong Xuebing closely. She is still afraid.

Second floor.

Year 2 Class 1.

A man in his mid-thirties is standing in front of the class with a book in hand. He is the class teacher of this class. “All of you will be in Year 3 next semester and will be sitting for the High School Entrance Examination next year. The classes we had over the past few days prepared you all for that examination. You all must listen attentively. Alright. I shall continue to talk about the Tang and Song Dynasty.”

The teacher continued with his lesson. Most of the students are listening attentively, except for a few. Huang Tingting and her friends.

“Lei Zhi, what are you all doing?” Huang Tingting asked.

“We are watching a video clip. The one we took when we beat up that girl.” Lei Zhi laughed.

Xiao Fan interrupted. “I had posted that video online and gotten lots of views.”

“How did you post it?” Huang Tingting asked excitedly. “Show me… quick.”

Xiao Fan replied. “I went to the teacher’s office to tell them you need to check for some information online, and they let me use the PC.”

Huang Tingting asked. “Why didn’t you delete the part where you called my name?”

“Huh? I forgot. I don’t think it’s a problem.”

“That’s right. Many people are also called Tingting.” Huang Tingting thought nothing about it and laughed. “Anyway, we did not show our faces, and the video is not very clear.”

“See… look at how Yu Qianqian cries.”

“Hahaha… this is so funny. Let’s teach her a lesson again.”

“That bitch is graduating soon. How about we call her over during noon?” Huang Tingting said. “We shall see who can hit her face with a basketball the most.” Yu Qianqian is prettier than her, and she is jealous.

“Ok!”

“How about we strip her and then hit her with basketballs? It should be fun!”

“That’s right.” Huang Tingting laughed. “We will record and post the video on the internet. I want to know how she will face others in the future. Hahaha….”

They are talking softly, but other students, including the teacher, can hear them. But they are used to it. Since Huang Tingting was transferred to the school, she mixed around with hooligans like Lei Zhi and Xiao Fan. They go around and bully other students. Most students dared not say anything, and a few students complained to the teachers. But the teachers did not take any action against them.

The teacher pretended not to hear Huang Tingting and continued with his lesson.

Everyone in the school knows Huang Tingting’s father is Yan Tai County’s newly appointed Ministry of Education Chief. The Ministry of Education oversees the schools and oversees the teachers. That’s why Huang Tingting enjoys special privileges in school.

“Remember to take notes.” The teacher wrote on the board. As long as Huang Tingting and her friends had not gone overboard, he will not reprimand them.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang. The classroom door was pushed open from outside.

It seems to be kicked open. Everyone in the class got a fright from the loud bang.

Dong Xuebing held Yu Qianqian with his right hand and stepped into the classroom. “Who is it? Point them out for me!”

Yu Qianqian looks around the classroom nervously and quickly lowers her head. She mustered her courage and lifted her head slowly. She pointed at Huang Tingting, Lei Zhi, and Xiao Fan, sitting in the middle row. “It’s the three of them.”

The teacher frowned. “We have classes. What are you all doing?!”

Dong Xuebing looks at the teacher coldly. “Go to hell with your lessons! Your students beat up my child, and you still want to carry on with your lesson?!”