The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 94 Bloody Battle at the People's Night School (Please Subscribe)
A few days after the cold wave swept through the coastal city, the Cold Clothes Festival of 1977 arrived, and the next solar term was Minor Snow.

The old poplar tree at the Chengnan District People's Night School has shed its last leaf and stands alone on campus.

Today, Wei Qinghuan wore the Zhongshan suit that her mother had left her.

She held her lesson plan to her chest and walked through the corridor covered with remnants of red posters with black lettering, only to find new words had been pasted on it again:

We must thoroughly eradicate the pernicious influence of Confucius on the education front!

Under the slogan, someone drew a blood-dripping pen in red paint.

Seeing this, she sneered and tore the large red paper off.

Female teachers would avoid her when they passed by.

A male teacher came up and reminded him, "Teacher Wei, be careful lately, Tiezhu and his gang are running around inside and outside our school."

"After Brother Chuan and his gang were sentenced, no one could control them anymore, and they are very arrogant now."

He pretended to be offering a friendly reminder, but his eyes were actually fixed on the person's collar.

Unfortunately, the Zhongshan suit has a top button, and once the button is fastened, not much of the neck is exposed.

Wei Qinghuan pretended not to notice his gaze, and simply smiled and nodded: "I understand, thank you."

Her face returned to its icy expression as she turned her head.

From the time she began to grow up, she suffered from resistance from the same sex and harassment from the opposite sex.

This situation peaked during the two years she was sent to the countryside, but she didn't care.

She was determined and had the means to protect her body, ready to face any challenge.

As for reputation?

Then let it go with the wind.

Life is never perfect.

"A storm! A storm is coming!"

As I approached the classroom, the sound of reading aloud hit the glass windows covered with newspaper.

Wei Qinghuan subconsciously straightened her back.

People's Night School was not a formal school; in the past, literacy education was only conducted in the evenings, and there were hardly any students during the day.

But now that the national college entrance examination has been reinstated, the whole society is shocked. Schools and teachers are in short supply. At this time, the People's Night School can no longer only open at night, but also carry out educational work during the day.

Wei Qinghuan was supposed to be a tutor in the study room at night, so she chose to teach during the day.

The classroom, which was originally only meant to accommodate 40 people, was crammed with more than 100 students.

The desks that were originally meant for two people were now occupied by four, with a young man sitting on the headboard on each side.

Wei Qinghuan pushed open the door and went in.

Sunlight slanted in through the cracks in the drafty window, illuminating the floating chalk dust, like a light, windless snowfall.

"stand up!"

"Hello teacher!"

"Hello, students, please have a seat!"

Wei Qinghuan walked confidently to the podium and picked up the chalk:
"Today we'll be discussing Newton's three laws of motion, also known as Newton's laws of motion. These are the foundation of classical mechanics, and you'll inevitably encounter classical mechanics when you take physics courses in university..."

She needs to write the formula on the blackboard.

The chalk suddenly snapped in two with a "crack".

Wei Qinghuan changed to a different piece of chalk.

With a little force, it snapped in an instant.

She picked up two pieces of chalk and examined their cross-sections.

Very neat.

She picked up another piece of chalk, which had been cut in the middle with fishing line or thin wire, leaving only a small part still connected.

Clearly, someone was deliberately trying to embarrass her.

Currently, educational supplies are in short supply, with each teacher only having a quota of three pieces of chalk per class.

She didn't care at all, wrote down the formula with half a piece of chalk, and began to teach her students.

The window in the northwest corner of the classroom suddenly made a loud "bang".

The old newspapers used to cover the windows had cracks.

The student sitting below stood up in confusion to see what was going on. A dark, indistinct object broke through the window and landed directly on his desk.

It was a female student. She stared at the table, and then her scream caught in her throat!

"It's a mouse!" shouted the male student next to him.

Screams started.

The dark rats were startled and scurried around, and then three more gray rats were stuffed in!
The girls wearing floral-patterned thin cotton-padded jackets jumped onto the chairs one after another.

A girl's stool leg got stuck in a crack in the floor tiles, causing it to tilt and fall over in the aisle due to uneven weight distribution. A rat scurried over her, terrifying the girl so much that she burst into tears.

"Help!"

"Don't move!" Wei Qinghuan slammed the eraser on the table, her voice stern.

"Boys in the back, block the window and bring me the broom and dustpan. It's just a rat, isn't it? I've eaten rats before when I was in the countryside!"

She tossed her two short braids back, making them swing like little whips.

Just as the young man sitting in the last row touched the broom in the corner, the fifth rat was suddenly thrown in through the window next to him and landed right on the back of his neck.

The young man jumped up as if electrocuted, overturning the desk. The ink bottle fell to the ground and shattered, splattering onto the trouser legs of nearby youths, causing a chorus of complaints.

At that moment, a strange laugh came from the back window of the classroom. Wei Qinghuan rushed out and saw several disheveled figures flash past behind the holly bushes.

She sneered as she returned, just as a rat came running towards the door. Without hesitation, she stomped on it.

The rat let out a miserable squeak, and its internal organs gushed out from its mouth.

"Throw me a broom and chase the rats away!" Wei Qinghuan directed the students to get to work.

"Jianguo, have the male comrades open the back door and windows so I can see the good guy!"

"What are you afraid of when you see mice? If you study biology, medicine, or veterinary medicine in the future, you will have dissection classes and you will be able to dissect mice and make specimens yourself."

"Those who are afraid now should give up on the idea of ​​studying biology or medicine as soon as possible!"

Inspired by her, the young men began to clean up the benches and look for mice.

Wei Qinghuan picked up the fire tongs for the heater with one hand and the other, holding a broom in one hand.

She quickly found a mouse and cornered it against the wall. Suddenly, she kicked the wastepaper basket to one side of the mouse, which was startled and ran along the other side of the wall.

"This is action and reaction," Teacher Wei said, quickly catching the mouse with a broom.

She used tongs to precisely clamp the rat's head, found the nearest open window, and flung it out the window.

The whole set of movements was as swift and efficient as a dockworker loading and unloading cargo.

The students eliminated the other three mice.

The classroom reeked of a fishy smell and was stained with bright red blood. Wei Qinghuan said coldly:
"Use waste paper to cover it up first, and the squad leader will go to the office to get a kettle of boiling water and then use it to wash the floor at high temperature to disinfect it."

Classes have resumed.

Wei Qinghuan remained calm and composed, seemingly unaffected by the farce.

But when a shadowy figure appeared, she immediately noticed and quickly walked to the classroom, shouting sternly:

"Ma Tiezhu! You dare to come here again!"

Realizing their presence had been discovered, the newcomer simply stepped forward openly: "What wouldn't I dare to do?"

"What's wrong? You want to call the police? Fine, go ahead and call the police. Let's see if the security officers arrest us or your Wei family's rats!"

Laughter erupted after hearing this.

The other three young men in military overcoats leaned against the back door frame, one of them tossing pebbles, his faded red armband swaying with the movement.

"You think you can teach mechanics?"

"Ha, you learned a lot from the poor and lower-middle peasants when you went to the countryside, didn't you? You learned how to do manual labor? Now that you're back in the city, you want to teach people how to do manual labor in the countryside?"

One of the young students complained, "Professor Wei teaches classical mechanics, the mechanics of physics. If you're not cultured, you should talk less, or you'll make a fool of yourselves!"

The hooligans were enraged: "You think you can teach us, the descendants of martyrs, to speak?"

He pointed at the young man speaking in a threatening gesture, but this revealed a hole worn through at the elbow of his cotton-padded jacket, the cotton inside of which was already blackened.

Wei Qinghuan's fingernails dug into her palm.

She glared fiercely at the group of young men.

"Fuck off!"

Wei Qinghuan's voice was colder than icicles in winter.

Ma Tiezhu arrogantly stepped forward, spitting far out:

"Where are you going? Go to your mother's bed?"

"Come on, let your deadbeat father crawl out of his grave and deal with me then! Go ahead and report me again! Let's see if I'm afraid of him!"

Wei Qinghuan glared at him and silently returned to the podium, reaching for the iron ruler in the lectern drawer.

This gleaming teaching aid is one of the few remaining items in the family. It is said to have been used in the private school since the time of my great-grandfather. The ruler is also engraved with the characters "Heaven, Earth, Ruler, Parents, Teacher" in clerical script.

The four young men thought she was scared and backed down, so they chuckled and hushed as they approached the classroom door.

Footsteps sounded behind them.

Someone said in a gentle voice, "Comrades, are you also students here to prepare for the exam?"

Wei Qinghuan immediately loosened her grip on the ruler.

The students were surprised to see a smile that inadvertently appeared on her face.

A charming smile she had never shown in front of them before.

Qian Jin, carrying a large bag, walked past the four people to the classroom door and raised his hand to signal to Wei Qinghuan.

Ma Tiezhu nudged him with his shoulder: "Yeah, we're students. What about you? Are you a student or a teacher?"

Qian Jin remained silent. He saw a young man bring over a kettle of boiling water and enter the classroom, where he poured a full cup of water from Wei Qinghuan's enamel mug.

"It's terribly cold outside. Students, don't stand at the door. Have some water first, then come inside and study properly."

Ma Tiezhu chuckled strangely upon seeing this.

He went upstairs to get some water.

Qian Jin splashed a whole tub of water in his face: "You don't need to do it yourselves, I'll serve you the water..."

This is a vat of boiling water!
Ma Tiezhu screamed in agony.

His dark skin had taken on an unsightly red tinge.

The other three youths roared and stepped forward, while Qian Jin picked up a whole jug of water, threatening to pour it on them:
"Army!"

A bicycle whizzed in from the school gate.

My brother Jun is invincible!
If there are enemies, let Brother Jun take the lead!
Seeing that things were going badly, the young men helped Ma Tiezhu, who was crouching on the ground covering his face, up and ran around the corner.

Qian Jin looked at the blood-stained scraps of paper on the ground and asked, "What happened? Who is this person?"

Wei Qinghuan smiled wearily and said, "Just a few rats, nothing serious. My father offended them before, and now they're coming after me."

Qian Jin asked the students, and they all told him about how Ma Tiezhu and others had let rats into the classroom.

Qian Jin said, "It really is a rat? I just got a good dog when I went to the countryside a while ago, I'll bring it to you later."

Wei Qinghuan had the students attend class, and she took Qian Jin to her office.

Tangyuan was in the office, swinging her short legs and holding a small paper bag while looking at the clock.

As the minute hand completes a revolution, she takes a small jujube from the paper bag, pops it into her mouth, and smiles contentedly.

Upon seeing Qian Jin arrive, she flashed an even brighter smile: "Hello, brother!"

Qian Jin laughed heartily: "Don't call me brother. I'm about the same age as your aunt. Think about what you should call me?"

The chubby little girl blinked her almond-shaped round eyes and suddenly clapped her hands: "Hello, Uncle!"

"You child, stop shouting..." Wei Qinghuan was about to scold her.

Qian Jin quickly dissuaded her, saying, "Hahaha, don't scare the child. Children say whatever they want. Let her call us whatever she wants."

"Come, come, look what I brought for you, little dumpling! It's a little cake!"

Tangyuan clapped enthusiastically, "Delicious, Uncle. Delicious, Uncle!"

Qian Jin let out a hearty, barbell-like laugh.

Wei Qinghuan felt embarrassed and gently pinched the chubby girl, saying, "Tangyuan, what did your aunt teach you? The way you address someone is very important..."

"Oh, children say whatever they want, let her call me whatever she wants." Qian Jin said that he likes children's innocence and naivety.

"Can I call you my lover?" Tangyuan asked expectantly.

Wei Qinghuan's eyebrows shot up in anger; she was truly furious now. Qian Jin was also bewildered: "You, you, you... wait, where did this nickname come from?"

Tangyuan said seriously, "Other aunties have people bringing them food, treats, money, and tickets. When I heard others ask who brought them the food, they all said it was their husbands."

Then she looked expectant: "I also want a lover to bring me food and good food. If he also brings me money and tickets, then I will give the money and tickets to my aunt. My aunt is short of money and tickets."

Qian Jin said, "If you call me uncle, I'll bring you food, good treats, money, and tickets, so you should still call me uncle."

Wei Qinghuan laughed and punched him lightly: "Don't act like a child, or someone will call the police and say you're being a pervert!"

Qian Jin did bring a lot of delicious food.

I only brought one small cake, as it's a rare treat these days.

But I brought quite a lot of spiced peanuts.

He took out the bag and handed it to Teacher Wei, explaining:

“When our whole team went to the countryside to support agriculture, people gave us peanuts. They roasted some ordinary peanuts for us, but later I asked a driver friend to find someone to make spiced peanuts, which were quite delicious.”

Tangyuan's little hands were very strong; she snapped open the peanut shell with a crack, then gave one peanut to herself and one to her aunt: "Eat quickly before it gets taken away!"

Chewing on peanuts, she clapped her hands happily: "They're delicious, so fragrant, Auntie! I've never eaten such fragrant peanuts before."

Wei Qinghuan ate with great pleasure, saying, "The fried pork cracklings I made for you weren't this fragrant!"

The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment: "They all smell good."

In addition to peanuts, Qian Jin also gave a wool blanket:

"These are pure wool items I had someone buy from Inner Mongolia. It got cold early today, so you'll be much warmer sleeping on this." He had mentioned this to Wei Qinghuan before, so she didn't stand on ceremony and happily accepted the wool blanket, then gave him a pair of woolen gloves in return.
"Your hands must be cold from working at the port, right? These are warmer than work gloves, so be careful not to get your hands frozen."

Qian Jin looked at the tightly knitted gloves with disbelief: "You have classes day and night, when do you have time to knit?"

Wei Qinghuan smiled slightly: "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed."

After delivering the items, Qian Jin prepared to leave.

Wei Qinghuan had classes during the day, so she didn't try to stop him.

But Qian Jin returned around noon.

School had already let out, and there were no students in the classroom except for Wei Qinghuan, who was tiptoeing to wipe the blackboard.

The midday sun shone through the glass window covered with old newspapers, scattering dappled light on her shoulders.

She held onto the banner frame with her left hand, and with all her might, she raised her right arm and stood on tiptoe to reach the chalk words at the top of the blackboard.

As the arms were raised, the Zhongshan suit contracted, revealing two shallow indentations at the waist. The curves of her plump thighs and the straight lines of her calves were equally taut, and the length was astonishing.

Amidst the sound of the tin blackboard eraser striking the wooden frame, slender ankles, hidden beneath wide trouser legs, appeared and disappeared.

Finally, chalk dust settled on the back of her neck, and a few stray strands of hair, covered in silver flakes, trembled slightly with her breath on her collar.

Qian Jin's heart trembled slightly.

Wei Qinghuan wiped the blackboard and turned around, so frightened that she backed away.

Her face paled.

Qian Jin laughed heartily: "Did I scare you to death?"

Wei Qinghuan threw chalk at him, but Qian Jin pulled the rope and Huang Chui rushed in, blocking the chalk.

Seeing the energetic, shiny yellow dog, Wei Qinghuan was stunned: "You really sent me a dog?"

"How am I supposed to keep a dog in this school?"

Qian Jin said, "The commune's school keeps dogs. Given your special circumstances, what harm could it do to keep a dog for self-defense?"

"Don't worry, I'll handle things with the school leaders. I'm very familiar with your Vice Principal Duan."

Besides the dog, he also brought a large bag of dog food.

Huang Chui's good condition and healthy coat are thanks to the nourishing dog food.

It really lived a good life after following Qian Jin. Before, it couldn't even get hot manure in the production team because the people valued fertilizer very much.

After following Qian Jin, it no longer bothered to eat poop and started eating delicious dog food!

The dog food was filled in a urea bag, which was more than half full.

Huang Chui looked at the heavy bag and a happy smile appeared on his lips.

But it quickly noticed the chubby little girl who arrived later.

The chubby little girl kept sniffing at her urea bag, her eyes sparkling...

Its wagging tail suddenly clamped shut.

I'm not happy!

You wouldn't fight with a dog for food, would you?

At least I didn't try to grab one at noon.

Qian Jin brought chicken soup wontons for the aunt and niece.

On a cold day, eating hot wontons and drinking hot chicken soup, Tangyuan happily spun around in circles: "So blissful!"

After finishing his meal, Wei Qinghuan poured the dishwashing water from the enamel mug into a large, chipped bowl.

After Huang Chui tasted the dishwater, the splashes of water from his tongue were like a raging storm.

It now understands why a dog has to be born in the city!

Dog life is awesome!

Classes continue in the afternoon.

Huang Chui was led behind the door.

The students were not surprised by this after what happened that morning, and were even relieved by the dog's presence.

I'm not afraid of mice anymore.

Wei Qinghuan's voice was a little hoarse.

Giving lectures day and night is too taxing on my voice.

She used to bear everything on her own, no matter how sad things were.

Today I suddenly didn't want to keep going anymore, and my physical condition followed my mental decline, and I couldn't withstand the abuse day and night anymore.

It happened while she was giving her lecture.

Huang Chui, who was dozing inside the classroom, suddenly shuddered, his droopy ears perked up, and then he opened his eyes and darted out.

Only then did the low growl rumbling in its throat finally escape!

Ma Tiezhu and three other youths were about to sneak into the classroom to cause trouble.

A dog came charging menacingly towards us!

Wei Qinghuan hurriedly went out to see.

She noticed a switchblade tucked under Ma Tiezhu's military overcoat as he ran!

Huang Chui doesn't care about swords or spears.

It chased after the last young man in a frenzy and bit his calf.

The young man let out a terrified and shrill scream.

Wei Qinghuan gritted her teeth, still fearing something might happen: "Huang Chui, come back!"

The muffled roar from Huang Chui's throat rolled like thunder. It looked unwillingly at the fleeing youth and returned to the classroom door with a roar as it took a step.

Ma Tiezhu roared fiercely, "Fine! You keep a dog, huh! You think I don't have a dog at home, huh!"

"I have a wolfhound at home!"

Wei Qinghuan rushed to the school leaders: "Principal, those vagrants keep causing trouble. They threw rats into the classrooms this morning, and now they've brought switchblades. We have to call the police!"

But the principal is a Mr. Right who just resumed work this year.

He was terrified of being persecuted for the past few years, and what he feared most were these lawless young drifters.

So, as usual, he tried to smooth things over: "Forget it, Teacher Wei, these people are like grasshoppers in autumn, they won't last long."

"You just focus on your lectures. They won't dare do anything right now; they're just causing trouble. They're just causing trouble."

Wei Qinghuan wanted to file a complaint, but the old principal waved his hand.

"Actually, we both know that they are attracted to you because you are a pretty woman and they are looking for young girls. They are deliberately trying to provoke you and attract your attention."

"It's nothing, just ignore them and it will pass."

"To tell you the truth, Teacher Wei, when I was sent to the remote mountains, that was truly miserable. They really tormented me back then..."

Wei Qinghuan sighed.

As before, the old principal began to complain incessantly.

She left in disappointment.

Because of the special circumstances of that era, these veteran educators were simply unreliable.

She remembered what Ma Tiezhu left behind before he left, and afterwards she lost her focus on teaching, constantly worrying about what was happening outside.

If Ma Tiezhu really brings his wolfhound, she'll have to protect Huang Chui instead.

Fortunately.

Ma Tiezhu did not appear for the remainder of the time.

Night school ends at 4:30.

As the students left, Wei Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped the blackboard clean, took Huang Chui's hand, locked the door, and prepared to go to the dormitory.

Just then, Huang Chui's neck bristled and he let out a muffled growl. The leash was pulled straight, and Huang Chui made a move to pounce!
Wei Qinghuan's heart skipped a beat and she quickly turned around.

Ma Tiezhu and his three companions, leading a large black wolfhound, climbed over the low south wall and came in.

Worried that something might have happened to Huang Chui, she hurriedly tried to unlock the door again to get back into the classroom.

But Ma Tiezhu had already released the dog leash with a sinister grin: "Black General, go tear it apart!"

The howling was rampant.

At that moment, a man sitting next to the flower bed suddenly stood up, lifted his bicycle with both hands, and threw it up.

The bicycle crashed to the ground with a whooshing sound.

The running wolfhound was nearly hit, and it tucked its tail between its legs, whimpering as it dodged to the side.

Ma Tiezhu roared, "Who let their pants down and exposed you? Who are you?!"

A young man, sensing something amiss, pulled out a switchblade.

A sharp whistle rang out.

Large numbers of young people poured into the school gate and outside the low walls on the east and west sides.

Someone else appeared at the south wall where Ma Tiezhu and his group had climbed over; this was a flanking maneuver.

The wolfhound barked wildly.

The four young men panicked.

There are too many people here, probably forty!
Wei Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zhang Aijun throwing away the bicycle.

When she saw the familiar faces of the assault team members, she couldn't help but smile.

At noon, Qian Jin didn't leave after delivering the dog; instead, he stayed in the shadows to observe the situation.

Not only did Wei Qinghuan hear Ma Tiezhu's threats, but Qian Jin also heard them.

He sent Zhang Aijun into the school to protect Wei Qinghuan, while he went back and gathered all the security task force members.

We have to teach these thugs a lesson they won't forget!
More than fifty people surrounded the four people and their dog.

Qian Jin, surrounded by more than a dozen young men, walked towards Ma Tiezhu with a sneer on his face:

"Coming to the school to act like a hooligan, you really have the nerve!"

The wolfhound barked, eager to attack.

Not to be outdone, Huang Chui bared his teeth and charged forward.

Qian Jin stretched his hand out from his satchel, aimed his crossbow at the wolfhound, and fired.

The two sides were very close, only a few meters apart.

After obtaining the steel crossbow, he practiced it from time to time. At such close range, he aimed and the crossbow bolt went straight into the wolfhound's chest.

The wolfhound let out a pitiful howl, tucked its tail between its legs, and leaped high into the air.

Ma Tiezhu cried out in distress, "Black General!"

The wolfhound, driven mad by pain, lunged at the people. Seeing this, Huang Chui gripped the ground with all four paws and charged forward with all his might. Wei Qinghuan quickly let go—

The two dogs collided like meteors hitting the earth, and then began to growl and bite.

Ma Tiezhu's heart began to bleed.

He knew his dog was doomed!
The crossbow bolt that had hit his chest barely went in halfway; it was a fatal wound!
"Fuck your grandma!" His roar carried on the north wind, "Bullying the few because there are many of you!"

Qian Jin stepped forward, pointed at him, and shouted angrily, "Are you even a man? Have you no shame?!"

"When you four old men were bullying Teacher Wei, a woman, did you ever say anything about the number of people bullying the number one?!"

A young man, trying to appear calm, said, "Actually, we were just joking with her..."

"Not only is he bad, he's also a damn coward!" Qian Jin spat disdainfully.

Ma Tiezhu's eyes turned red as he watched his beloved dog being pinned down and mauled by the yellow dog. He roared, "Don't be afraid! They wouldn't dare kill us, would they?"

"Come on, let's have a one-on-one fight!"

Zhang Aijun walked out without hesitation: "You're right, I wouldn't dare kill you!"

"When I left the army, the political instructor gave me a strict order: no one was allowed to kill anyone, no matter what!"

He took off his coat, revealing his taut, steel-like muscles underneath.

Ma Tiezhu also took off his military woolen overcoat.

He took a deep breath and shouted, his steps were as fast as the wind, and he threw a punch at Zhang Aijun's head.

Zhang Aijun dodged to the side, seized his wrist and twisted it, the sound of bones cracking mixed with a scream rang out.

Ma Tiezhu shook Zhang Aijun's large hand violently.

He thought the other person was holding pliers!
Staggering backward behind Zhang Aijun, he suddenly pulled a switchblade from his waistband, its cold light aimed straight at Zhang Aijun's lower back!

"Brother Jun, be careful!" A shout erupted from the crowd.

Zhang Aijun turned his head to look but did not look away.

He met the blade head-on with his left arm.

The moment blood spurted out, his right fist slammed into Ma Tiezhu's nose, the dull thud of the cartilage collapsing was enough to make one's teeth ache.

Blood gushed from Ma Tiezhu's nose as if a dam had been opened, and after he fell backward, his legs twitched uncontrollably, but he was unable to get up.

Zhang Aijun raised his foot and stomped on the wrist of the man holding the knife, grinding it down. Amidst screams of agony, Zhang Aijun's large foot pressed hard against the switchblade.

The knife handle snapped in two!
Wei Qinghuan took out a handkerchief and hurriedly went up to bandage Zhang Aijun's wound.

Zhang Aijun smiled nonchalantly: "It's no big deal!"

"I saw it all. He attacked me with a knife first, and that's why I retaliated!"

The other three tried to escape, but were blocked by their teammates.

He kicked me in the back of the knee and slapped me across the face.

Cries for mercy echoed through the campus.

Qian Jin squatted down and grabbed Ma Tiezhu's blood-stained collar: "This is the result of bullying female comrades and acting like a hooligan on campus!"

"You're not satisfied, are you! No problem, let's settle our private matters and come to the public ones!"

"Come on, drag them to the police station! A beating is all they deserve? Bullshit! They need to be sent to jail!"

(End of this chapter)