Chapter 404: Smash Your Face With Tomato Sauce

it's required.(To be continued, please turn the page)"Question, compared to that, I can only choose not to lose you. That's what I want most."Upon hearing the woman's confession, Ye Bufan's heart was..."Uh..."

Only then did Chang Hao realize that the other party's identity was beyond his reach. But to just let it go like this, he couldn't swallow his pride.

He finally pointed at Haimingzi and said, "Ye Bufan, I will definitely report your matter to the principal, but now I must deal with the students in your class. At such a young age, learning from others to collect protection money, this must be dealt with seriously."

Ye Bufan glanced at him: "I know you have something against me, but if you have the guts, come at me. My students are my responsibility to educate, and it's none of your business!"

Chang Hao's expression froze, then he angrily said, "Are you protecting him"

Ye Bufan said calmly: "You're right, I am protecting my own!"

His words were spoken calmly, but to the students of Class 2-5, they carried a completely different weight.

They have always been demonized as bad students, with no one willing to speak up for them or any teacher willing to defend them.

If anything happens, big or small, I would desperately want to send them straight to the 18th layer of hell.

This was the first time I'd seen someone defend so forcefully like Ye Bufan. At the same time, I also had a completely different feeling in my heart.

A complex expression flashed across Hai Mingzi's face, but she ultimately gritted her teeth and shouted at Ye Bufan: "You don't need to play the good guy in front of me. I won't be grateful to you."

After saying that, she ignored the two of them and walked away.

Chang Hao seized the opportunity to shout, "As the saying goes, 'A student's ability reflects their teacher.' Just now, the teacher helped the student fight, and now the student is behaving like this."

"Ye Bufan, your educational methods are absolutely problematic. I will definitely report this to the principal."

This guy's goal is very clear, that is to target Ye Bufan. As for Hai Mingzi collecting protection money, he knew about it a long time ago and never wanted to, nor dared to, meddle.

Just then, Emily stood up and said, "Dean Chang, do you think Teacher Ye was wrong just now Should we just let him watch his students being bullied"

"Of course, that wasn't what I meant. But now it's a society governed by law and civilized society. As a teacher, one should have their own way of handling things. Fighting definitely won't solve the problem."

This guy is speaking with such righteousness and pompousness, standing on a moral high ground.

When he was spitting venom, Yu Wanlu stood up and said, "Director Chang, since you are so capable, why didn't you stand up to solve the problem just now"

"Waiting for Mr. Ye to solve the problem before you come out and sing high notes Do you think that's appropriate"

Due to her position, she happened to see Chang Hao hiding in the corner. Naturally, she found his behavior extremely distasteful.

"You...what did you say" Chang Hao hesitated for a moment, but still said, "I just arrived here. I don't know what happened before. If I had been there, I would have handled it properly!"

"Since Director Chang has just arrived, how do you know that Teacher Ye just hit someone And how did you know that Haimingzi started the conflict because she was collecting protection money" Amy said sarcastically.

"I... I heard it from others."

"Emily asked, following closely, "Director Chang's ears are really long! You heard about this just minutes ago, so who did you hear it from"

"Emily, how dare you speak to me like that I am the head of the academic affairs office. Are you interrogating me"

When pressed, Chang Hao could only resort to his status and position, trying to intimidate the young girl before him.

At this point, Yu Wanlu took out her phone and said, "When I first got here, I recorded a video on my phone. I originally intended to keep it as evidence, but unfortunately, I also recorded Director Chang."

You weren't just new here; you had been watching the commotion for a while from somewhere hidden.

"Watching your own school students get beaten and your own trainees kneel in public, do you feel comfortable as a principal"

"I..."

Chang Hao's old face flushed red, like a pig liver. He never expected his despicable actions just now to be recorded by someone.

Emily cried, "To see your students being bullied by outsiders and you just stand there watching, you don't deserve to be the head of the Academic Affairs Office!"

Mr. Ye, the teacher, drove away the ruffians and protected her students. You came out to accuse her, not even worthy of being called a person.

"That's right, even though we are both teachers, the difference in our character is so huge!"

Such people don't deserve to be teachers, they don't even deserve to be human beings. Beat him up...

The onlookers had already figured out what was going on and were all indignant at Chang Hao's behavior.

At this moment, someone unknown flung a half-eaten tomato from their hand. It landed with a smack on Chang Hao's face.

"Bang!"

Juice splattered, hitting him in the face with tomato sauce.

"Who Who threw it To even hit the teacher, don't you students have any sense of decorum…"

This guy had just yelled halfway when another big apple flew out, followed by oranges, bananas, and pears, all crashing down on Chang Hao.

The funniest thing is that someone threw out a half-eaten durian, and it landed right on his head, instantly smashing him in the head and making him bleed.

Chang Hao dared not show off his power here any longer. He quickly turned and ran, scurrying back to his office in a panic.

Ye Bufan turned back to his students and said, "Alright everyone, go back now and prepare for the next class!"

After he finished speaking, he instructed everyone to return to the classroom and walked toward the direction where Haimin had disappeared.

Jiangnan Foreign Language Training School is located in the suburbs. Not far from here is a residential area, but there are no high-rise buildings here, and most of them are rural courtyards.

He Mingzi entered the hutong and came to a courtyard. She took out her key, opened the door and walked in.

This is not a very large courtyard. It is kept very clean, with three large tile houses in the center.

She closed the gate behind her, then went to the outdoor faucet and turned it on, letting the water run over her face to wash away the heavy makeup and color from her hair.

...and washed the tattoos off his arms and legs, these weren't real tattoos, just temporary tattoo stickers. ...

After washing her face, when she raised her head again, she immediately seemed like a completely different person. She had transformed into a beautiful and pretty girl.

She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and walked in.

"Mom, I'm home!"

A warm smile spread across Hai Mingzi's face.

A middle-aged woman in her fifties sat on the large bed, looking pale and emaciated. She leaned against the headboard weakly, her body frail to the point of being described as skeletal.

Most terrifying of all were her two legs, like dry, withered sticks. If you only looked at those legs, you'd think they were mummified.

"Mingzi is back."

The woman's lifeless eyes flashed with a glimmer when she saw her daughter. She was Heming's mother, Ma Dongmei.

"Mingzi, what's wrong with your face"

Ma Dongmei asked in surprise.

"You're talking about my face Nothing, I took kickboxing in college."

"None of the girls could beat me, so today I tried fighting a boy. Well, he was really rough and ended up beating me up like this."

Ma Dongmei said with concern, "You little girl, other children choose elective courses to learn some artistic classes, but you insist on learning Sanda."

"With your personality, how will you ever get married"at back in his chair and simply stopped looking."You're right, some people just lack self-awareness and have no idea what they're capable of..."He was speaking when Ye Bufan and his group hurried over...