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Principal's Office.

Ma Jianguo felt that today's scene was really giving him a headache.

A row of people stood in the office.

Teacher Zeng and the other two teachers formed a united front, their expressions extremely serious, all with stern faces. Li Minghui and Chen Feng stood on one side, with Li Minghui looking like a victim, while Zhao Zixuan and Song Yuhan stood on the other side, with Zhao Zixuan looking resentful.

Teacher Zeng explained the whole story, focusing on the two main issues: "Su Zhou selling self-compiled materials and privately running tutoring classes on campus."

As for Li Minghui's piracy and copying, she glossed over it, saying it was "a misunderstanding that arose between students borrowing materials."

Zhao Zixuan almost rolled his eyes.

Misunderstand?

Is it a misunderstanding to mass-produce copies for twenty yuan each and sell them at a street stall?

This was the first time in his life he had encountered a teacher lying through his teeth.

After listening, Ma Jianguo did not immediately express his opinion, but leaned back in his chair, his fingers unconsciously tapping the table.

Of course he knew Su Zhou.

Not only did they know, but they were also very clear about what this student meant to the school.

Su Zhou came in first place in the school's Olympiad selection test more than two weeks ago.

If Su Zhou can achieve another good result in the upcoming Western Mathematics Invitational Competition, their high school's competition admission brochure will be able to add another line of highly valuable data.

What does this mean? It means better students, more funding, and higher social standing.

Therefore, Ma Jianguo always knew about the things Su Zhou did in private, but he always pretended not to know.

If a student has such good grades that they can bring honor to the school, as long as they don't cause any major problems, turning a blind eye is the choice that all principals would make.

But the problem now is that this issue has been brought to the forefront.

The three teachers exerted pressure simultaneously, and their reasons were valid: the school does have explicit regulations prohibiting students from engaging in any commercial activities on campus.

If he publicly declares now that he doesn't care, other students will follow suit, other teachers will feel that he is biased, and the management order will be disrupted.

Moreover, he understood what Teacher Zeng meant: a student's notes were better than the teacher's lectures, and he even sold them for money. Wasn't that a slap in the teacher's face?

This is the real concern of the teachers.

Having served as a school principal for several years, Ma Jianguo understood this subtle psychology all too well.

You can say the teachers are petty, but if their emotions aren't appeased, the real trouble will come from the subsequent teaching work.

After nearly half a minute of silence, Ma Jianguo spoke.

"I understand the situation reported by the teachers."

"It is indeed inappropriate for students to engage in commercial activities on campus. I will talk to Su Zhou about this and ask him to stop selling materials and providing tutoring within the school premises."

He paused for a moment, then added, "As for matters outside of school, the school's jurisdiction is limited, but I will remind him to be mindful of the impact."

Teacher Zeng was clearly satisfied with the result and nodded slightly.

Zhao Zixuan finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Principal, what about Li Minghui's piracy and copying of Su Zhou's notes and selling them for money? Aren't you going to deal with that?"

Ma Jianguo said, "I will investigate and verify this matter. If it is true, I will handle it in accordance with the school's disciplinary regulations."

"But before that, Li Minghui."

Li Minghui looked at the principal nervously.

Ma Jianguo looked at him irritably and said, "Su Zhou's notes can no longer be circulated. All the money you get from selling them must be handed over to the authorities."

Li Minghui hesitated, but finally nodded under Ma Jianguo's gaze.

Zhao Zixuan wanted to say something more, but Song Yuhan gently tugged at his sleeve. He saw Song Yuhan shake her head slightly, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow his words.

Teacher Zeng left first with Li Minghui, Chen Feng, and others.

Ma Jianguo rubbed his forehead and looked at Zhao Zixuan and Song Yuhan in the office, saying, "You two should go back to class too. Let's not talk about Su Zhou's matter for now."

Zhao Zixuan and Song Yuhan had no choice but to leave.

He watched the two students walk away and sighed.

Su Zhou is a really good student and a really smart kid, but unfortunately his family is poor, so he has to rely on these methods to make money.

To put it bluntly, he knows perfectly well who is right and who is wrong.

However, knowing something in your heart is one thing, but being able to do it is another.

Sigh, I wonder if those two students understood his subtle hint earlier.

Being a school principal is really tough.

He thought for a moment and then called the vice principal over.

"Do you think our school should implement a scholarship system?"

The sun was shining brightly as Zhao Zixuan walked out of the administration building, but he couldn't feel happy.

"This is so frustrating!" He kicked an empty bottle away. "Li Minghui was the one who stole first, but in the end, Su Zhou is the one who gets punished? What kind of logic is this?"

Song Yuhan stood beside him, and after a moment of silence, asked, "What are you planning to say to Su Zhou?"

"To be honest, what else can I say?" Zhao Zixuan scratched his hair in frustration. "He wouldn't let me rush in, saying I should figure things out first. But after figuring it out, I ended up getting myself into trouble."

Song Yuhan walked a few steps with her head down, then suddenly spoke up: "Actually, I should have said a few words for Su Zhou in the principal's office just now."

Zhao Zixuan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her.

Song Yuhan looked somewhat annoyed: "Teacher Zeng said that Su Zhou's notes disrupted the teaching order, but the things in those notes are really good. It was because I read his notes that I understood several knowledge points that I hadn't understood before. If I had said it back then..."

"It's no use what you say." Zhao Zixuan shook his head. "With three teachers putting pressure on him together, even if the principal wanted to protect Su Zhou, he would have to think twice, let alone what a student like you could say."

Song Yuhan bit her lip and didn't say anything more.

The two walked to a bench by the playground, and Zhao Zixuan plopped down, resting his hands on his knees and staring blankly at the ground.

"You know Su Zhou's family isn't well-off, right?" he suddenly asked.

Song Yuhan was slightly taken aback.

Su Zhou always seemed sunny and cheerful to her; she hadn't paid attention to other aspects of him.

"Whether he sells notes or runs tutoring classes, it's all for the sake of making money." Zhao Zixuan's voice lowered. "Five hundred and fifty yuan a book seems like a lot, but that price includes the notes and the cost of one tutoring session."

"After deducting the time and effort he spent, he didn't actually earn much."

"He worked harder than anyone else, and he was smarter than anyone else, but what happened? He was betrayed by someone who stole his things, and neither his teachers nor the school supported him."

"No, I absolutely can't let this go. I can't swallow this insult." Zhao Zixuan thought of Li Minghui's smug look, scratching his head in frustration, his mind racing.

Since the school's red line is "no commercial activities are allowed on campus," and the teachers feel that "students selling materials is a slap in the face to the teaching order," what should they do?

He kept reciting the teacher's conversation, and suddenly an idea came to mind!

Zhao Zixuan abruptly stopped scratching his head, startling Song Yuhan who was standing next to him. She shrank back and asked weakly, "What...what are you thinking about?"

Zhao Zixuan's eyes lit up with excitement, and he instantly came back to life. "Didn't Grandma Zeng and Principal Ma bring up the issue of school rules?"

"Then let's go straight off campus!"