Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 45 6

While Teacher Tian was still trying to persuade Li Boxue, pleading with him, the academic affairs director, not to be so harsh on the students.

Fu Chen pointed behind them.

"The principal is here."

"Principal my foot!"

"Now that the principal is here, you need to be punished even more severely!"

Li Boxue seemed displeased that Fu Chen showed no anxiety whatsoever, while Teacher Tian winked at Fu Chen.

It was as if it was telling him that this approach wouldn't work on the head of the teaching department, and that it would only work on someone as new as him. Besides, the principal would need to punish him more severely, since he had violated the school rules.

However, Li Boyu's impatient and slightly mocking expression froze a second later as his right hand, which was suspended in mid-air and ready to pull Fu Chen's arm, was suddenly tripped by something.

"Principal Li? What brings you here?"

Although both Dean of Students Li Boxue and Li Rong share the same surname, they are not related in the slightest.

After all, Li Rong came from a scholarly family, so there was no way he could have any connection with him, a poor student who also graduated from Pei Cai Middle School.

For the same reason, Li Boxue was caught off guard when he saw Li Rong appear behind him.

"Good afternoon, Principal!"

Teacher Tiantian didn't seem to have fully adapted to her position and identity yet. When she saw the real principal, she still retained some of the unease she felt as a student.

She secretly glanced at Fu Chen, not expecting that the kid would tell the truth again.

Li Rong shoved Li Boxue away, asking, "What were you doing just now?"

Li Boxue was stunned for a moment. He had worked his way up to the position of Dean of Academic Affairs at Peicai Middle School for decades, but he couldn't say a word.

In this world, no, in any world.

The strong always bring immense pressure and fear to the weak.

One reason was his identity; Li Boxue had always been cautious and observant of every principal of Pei Cai Middle School he had ever encountered.

But on some level, they belong to the same class.

The principals of Pui Choi Middle School have all graduated from Pui Choi Middle School, so in terms of overall intelligence and mental state...

Li Boxue was not too afraid of the former principal.

But times have changed. Li Rong was parachuted in from a former key middle school and came from a family of scholars with excellent character and academic performance.

His martial arts cultivation had reached a terrifying fifth level!

If all the teachers and students of the school were to take turns examining Principal Li Rong, they would probably be thoroughly defeated and completely wiped out.

Therefore, even without fully unleashing his aura, Li Rong was still able to scare Li Boxue so much that he wet himself.

Li Rong tugged at his clothes again, looking serious.

At this point, Li Boxue began to explain the whole process, albeit haltingly.

It includes a 600,000-word self-criticism.

Li Rong, who was preparing to stop the punishment of Fu Chen, was carefully explained to him by Li Boxue.

"Principal Li, I am acting in accordance with school rules. In addition to receiving a major demerit, Fu Chen also needs to write a 600,000-word self-criticism for his behavior."

"Haha, Director Li, a 600,000-word self-criticism? Are you kidding me?"

Li Boxue scratched his head: "What's wrong?"

Li Rong: "Do you even know what 600,000 words means?"

"Um, Principal, I don't understand what you mean by that?" Upon hearing this, Li Boxue seemed to genuinely have no idea.

How many words can you write by hand in an hour?

Li Boxue hadn't really thought about this question. He counted on his fingers: "One, two, three... one hundred thousand?"

One hundred thousand?

"Fuck your mother! You, get me some paper and a pen, let me see how he managed to write 100,000 words!"

Li Rong flew into a rage, shooing Teacher Tian Tian away as she quickly grabbed paper and pen, mimicking a ninja run with her hands behind her back.

Li Boxue didn't know why Li Rong made him do this, but after using all his strength and spiritual power, he wrote five hundred words in five minutes, a flurry of strokes on the paper.

He put down his pen; his hand was a little sore.

He looked up in confusion, and then he understood. He finally understood in a concrete way what 600,000 words really meant.

"What do you mean?" Li Rong asked again.

Li Boxue said in a serious tone, "I've discovered that Fu Chen's incident may not be enough to support him writing a 600,000-word self-criticism. He may need to add some other reflections."

"Is it his mother's problem? I'm talking about the word count, the word count!"

Li Boxue shrank back as he listened intently to the scolding.

Li Rong added, "You're a third-tier martial artist, and you can only write 500 characters in five minutes by hand. Let me estimate you can write 6,000 characters in an hour. Calculate for yourself how many hours it would take to write 600,000!"

Li Boxue counted on his fingers.

"That's not enough, only 60,000 words." Because he only has ten fingers.

Li Rong's eyes were bloodshot with rage, but Fu Chen promptly reminded him, "Director, can you count with your toes?"

"Oh, right, right!"

Li Boxue took off his leather shoes, and people around him kept their distance because they smelled terrible. He had twenty fingers and toes in total, and each of them cost five hundred... He added them up one by one, and the total was one hundred and twenty thousand.

not enough.

He even borrowed everyone's fingers. When he looked at Li Rong, Li Rong seemed to have let it go and slapped him across the face!

"Let me tell you, 600,000 words takes 100 hours! Even a third-tier martial artist would need 100 hours, let alone an ordinary person. Right now, bring out the student code of conduct. I want to see where this bizarre school rule came from!"

Li Rong then realized that he didn't really understand the contents of the student code of conduct.

It's not that he doesn't want to know, or that he doesn't have time to know, or that he's occupied by other more important things; it's just that it's unnecessary. With the entire academic affairs office doing the actual work managing things, he doesn't need to get involved in this mess.

But now that Fu Chen has appeared, he has no choice but to intervene. Damn it, Fu Chen is obviously hiding his true colors and is not simple at all. How can he be bullied by you guys?

Soon, Li Boxue sent someone to deliver the student code of conduct.

He licked his fingers, crumpled up the pages of the student code of conduct, and then Li Rong, annoyed by his slowness, snatched it from him.

I rubbed the paper with my hands, then put my fingers in my mouth to moisten them, and continued rubbing.

Holy crap.

What kind of play is this?

Isn't this an indirect kiss?

Or is it the director's task?

Fu Chen, Yao Zhi'ai, and Teacher Tiantian watched this scene with fear and trepidation.

Are you two also a pair of star-crossed lovers?

Lü Bu and Dong Zhuo?

And then Diao Chan got together?

Li Boxue carefully pointed to Article 82 of the student code of conduct.

82: If any words or actions are used to harm a teacher, a major demerit will be recorded, and a 6000-word self-criticism will be required.

Li Rong needs time.

He needs time to process all of this.

So, with a slap, Li Boxue's legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"This is six hundred thousand? This is only six thousand!"

"That's impossible, Principal. We've always punished students with 600,000 words..."