A Young Woman's Heart

"I me me!"

"I me me!"

Several boys who were on good terms with him raised their hands and winked at him.

“Gao Yuan, right?” Zhou Yong waved to him.

"Hehe!" Gao Yuan was happy to take a break and followed Zhou Yong, leaving the place together under an umbrella.

"Alright, let's rest too, haha. That little fatso will have to keep practicing when he gets back, and he won't get a break either," Huang Gou said with a mischievous grin. "He thinks he's got good luck, haha—"

"Damn, instructor, you're so naughty, but I like it!" The boys all laughed.

Those boys who didn't go to the dorm with Zhou Yong immediately felt like they'd gotten a good deal.

A man's happiness can sometimes be that simple.

—Although the girls didn’t seem to understand why they were so happy.

Not long after, Gao Yuan returned, and his reaction upon learning the truth was exactly as everyone had imagined.

He pounded his chest and stamped his feet, shouting in frustration, "Oh dear, what a loss! What a loss!"

It made everyone laugh so hard they were doubled over, unable to stop smiling.

Mo Xueyao recalled that she also had such a lively classmate in junior high school, who got along well with all the students.

Just like Gao Yuan—of course, only for boys.

So, does that mean every class must have a lovable, unruly student?

It's almost as if it was prepared in advance.

……

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Debt Collectors

Almost every city has some dark corners, like sewers.

Even if they aren't actually in the sewer.

Even highly developed and prosperous cities cannot avoid this, let alone Hangzhou, which is still developing.

Such places might be unfinished streets or chaotic urban villages.

99 was not a time of great public safety.

On the streets late at night, you might encounter human traffickers; you might run into drunkards with poor drinking habits; and you might even witness snatch-and-grab robberies.

It's not uncommon for scoundrels to cause trouble at nearby shops.

Of course, China is China after all, and those people don't dare to appear on the streets during the day; most of them just stay in their dirty and messy homes.

However, even during the day, ordinary people still dare not go to certain particularly chaotic urban villages.

In a place like this, the chances of encountering a murderer may be low, but the chances of running into a third-rate thug looking for a fight are quite high.

The new principal of Yukong High School comes from a Mo family with a history of over a hundred years.

The principal, wearing sunglasses, exuded an aura of authority that deterred anyone in the chaotic urban village from daring to challenge him.

Of course, the most important people were the six burly men following behind him.

Four of them were dressed in suits and wore sunglasses that obscured their eyes, making the principal look like a gangster boss from a Hong Kong movie.

The two men walking closest to him seemed much more peaceful. They were dressed in ordinary casual shirts and pants, and although they were wearing sunglasses, they didn't seem to have that sharp feeling.

If any students from Yukong High School were here, they might recognize these two people as the physical education teachers for the first and second year of high school, respectively.

As for the senior year of high school... the physical education classes for the senior year are free activity classes, which can be taught by two physical education teachers when they have time, so there is no need to provide additional physical education teachers.

Even though physical education teachers have the lowest entry requirements, for some reason Yukong High School only hired two...

"Is this the place?" The principal asked casually as they walked to the foot of a dilapidated four-story self-built house.

“That’s right.” The PE teacher standing to the side nodded. He was Ye Ran, the PE teacher for the first year of high school.

The owner of this self-built house does not live here. He simply divided it into many rooms of uniform size and rented them out at low prices to people who cannot find or afford to rent a house.

The landlord actually wanted to rent it out at a high price, but the surrounding environment was just so bad that it was almost impossible to get a high price.

"Let's go." The principal led the way, and the others followed.

The stairs leading up are narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time.

If someone comes down from above, then someone must go back to the larger area at the corner to let the other person pass first.

Furniture and the like can only be hoisted up using pulley systems.

The stairwell was littered with moldy garbage, with a few rats occasionally darting by, and quite a few cockroaches stubbornly surviving even in this weather.

Another high school PE teacher, Jin Jiahui, casually kicked a pile of garbage next to the stairwell, and more than a dozen cockroaches immediately scurried out, startling him. He couldn't help but curse, "Damn, this place is really filthy."

No one answered him, because the principal had already gone up to the second floor.

The others quickly followed suit.

We walked all the way up to the fourth floor, which is the top floor of this self-built house.

The room on this floor is the largest, consisting of only two rooms facing each other. The person the principal is looking for will be staying here.

"Knock knock." He walked slowly to the door of room 401 and knocked on the door with a light but not heavy tone.

"Who the hell is it?"

"What do you think?" the principal asked calmly.

"Damn it, are people who borrow money this arrogant now?" The door was suddenly flung open, and a thinly dressed fat man opened it. Inside, about a dozen people were gathered in the living room, burning a brazier. There was almost no furniture in the house, and everyone was sitting on the floor. There was only a black and white television on a broken chair, which was playing the TV series "Princess Pearl".

"Who are you people?!" Upon seeing that the principal and his group clearly didn't look like they were there to borrow money, the fat man immediately tensed up, and the dozen or so people in the room also looked over.

"What kind of business do you run?" the principal asked with a slight smile, seemingly not there to cause trouble.

After confirming the numbers, the fat man realized that his side outnumbered the other side by more than twice, and he immediately felt relieved: "Loan sharking, casino security, cheating... we can basically take any job!"

Do you sometimes lend money to others?

"Heh, of course, although most of the time we're helping others collect debts."

"Oh...do you know a man named Li Kai?"

"You mean him? Damn it, that kid borrowed money from us and won't pay it back. He'll pay for it sooner or later!"

"How much money does he owe you? I'm here to help him pay it off." The principal smiled and clapped his hands. Behind him, a man in a suit opened his briefcase, which was filled with stacks of hundred-yuan bills.

"Damn, when did this kid hook up with a rich guy?" The fat man grinned greedily. "We always do business with integrity. That kid owes us 200,000, we don't want any more."

"He owes you 200,000? How much did he borrow?"

"Twenty thousand? Of course, we lend money with compound interest. Otherwise, where would it be so easy to borrow money? We also have to bear the risks, right?" The fat man continued, making excuses for himself. "Besides, that kid owed money for half a year before it increased to two hundred thousand. Our rate of increase is considered very reasonable among lenders!"

"From 20,000 to 200,000, is that right?"

"how?"

"Understood." The principal nodded and then took a step back.

Ye Ran and Jin Jiahui, who were standing to the side, stepped forward at the same time.

Just as the fat man realized something was wrong and was about to shout, Jin Jiahui punched him to the ground first.

"Didn't we agree that I would make the first move?" Ye Ran complained under his breath, while chaos began to break out on the scene.

The others stood up and demanded to know what they were doing.

Some people couldn't contain themselves and rushed forward with chairs in hand.

Everyone except the principal was locked in a fierce battle in the room.

Calling it a protracted fight is an understatement; to be precise, it was a one-sided beating.

Someone rushed out in the chaos, trying to pin the principal, who seemed to be the leader, to the ground, but Ye Ran quickly grabbed him back.

"Can't you beat someone up first?" Ye Ran's voice came, and then he punched the person to the ground.

Before long, everyone except the principal's side collapsed to the ground, screaming in agony.

Ye Ran and the others clearly used sophisticated techniques, inflicting severe pain that prevented them from standing up, but these were merely superficial injuries without damaging their bones or muscles.

After everything had settled down, the principal lit a Zhonghua cigarette and strolled in.

He looked down at the third-rate thugs lying on the ground and said calmly, "You walk on the edge of the law. As long as you keep a low profile, you won't easily get caught, and even if you do, you're unlikely to be punished. But that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want."

"It is indeed a matter of course to pay back debts, but such high interest rates go far beyond that."

"Besides, collecting debts is one thing, but why lay hands on a high school freshman?"

“We…didn’t do anything to his daughter…” someone shouted innocently.

"Is that so?" The principal took another drag of his cigarette. "Even at a time like this, you're still being stubborn?"

An Ruosu finally couldn't help but tell Ye Wen about Li Wanyan's situation.

He just remembered it wrong. When he told the homeroom teacher Ye Wen, he said that her father and the debt collectors beat up Li Wanyan.

When Ye Wen told the head of the teaching department, she said that the debt collectors had hit Li Wanyan.

Finally, when the head of the teaching department told the principal, the story became that the debt collectors had attempted to sexually assault Li Wanyan, which is why she didn't want to go back after escaping.

Her parents have also disappeared without a trace, and even after reporting the case to the police, they cannot be found.

Therefore, for the safety of his students, the principal decided to personally intervene and resolve this dangerous situation.

Because if things continue to develop as the head of the teaching department suggested, people might die.