RBCT Chapter 33 Entrapment of Su Cheng
Chapter 33 Entrapment of Su Cheng
Lu Zhaoye didn't stay in Xu Ziqing's room for long; he left immediately after finishing his meal.
This time, however, Lu Zhaoye left with a blush on his face.
When I passed by the intensive class, Su Cheng was still sitting motionless in his seat like a statue, and his book was also not moving.
It looks exactly the same as it did when I first went in.
Lu Zhaoye sneered and left.
"..."
When they returned to the classroom, most of the students had already come back for their lunch break, including Wen Ningning.
He glanced at Chen Ziniu in the back row, and the latter nodded.
Lu Zhaoye took out the photo that Fatty had given him that morning from his schoolbag, put it in his pocket, and got up to leave the classroom.
"Hey, what class are you in? Why aren't you back in the classroom?"
A thin, crew-cut old man with black-rimmed glasses called out to Lu Zhaoye, who was walking out of the teaching building.
Lu Zhaoye turned around and saw, "Oh, it's this little old man."
"Oh, Your Majesty, I think you're really senile and don't even recognize me anymore."
The old man frowned, looked closely, recognized Lu Zhaoye, and then cursed.
"Get out of here!"
Lu Zhaoye chuckled. This old man Yun was teaching Chinese in the science intensive class.
I was his Chinese teacher when he was in the first year of high school. Lu Zhaoye gave him the title of "Nine Thousand Years Old" back then. He was a very interesting teacher.
Lu Zhaoye waved and left the teaching building, arriving at the public restroom outside.
Looking around, there weren't many people on campus, only a few scattered teachers who had just finished lunch.
In fact, Lu Zhaoye's school wasn't very good; it was just an average high school in the whole city.
If we were to use the logic of the cultivation world, their Second Middle School would be like a third-rate sect that's past its prime, while the neighboring First Middle School would be a top-tier sect that stands at the pinnacle of the continent.
Fortunately, the disciples who joined the third-rate sect in recent years have been quite good, such as Xu Ziqing from the science class and Luo Xiao from the humanities class.
Of course, there's also him, currently in the special admissions class, Lu Zhaoye thought with a grin.
It's alright; people have always loved hearing stories of ordinary people achieving success against all odds.
Lu Zhaoye was lost in thought, reflecting on the changes in his studies over the past few days.
Suddenly, I felt as if the sea was vast enough for fish to leap and the sky high enough for birds to fly, and I couldn't help but exclaim with emotion.
"Shed the emperor's robes, and once again become a humble official in Pei County!"
"...Old Gao, do you really think this kid can come up with anything worthwhile? Are you kidding us?"
Lu Zhaoye was startled by the sound, his eyes widening in surprise.
Looking behind him, he saw Zhang Jianhua, the grade director, and Lao Gao, the homeroom teacher.
"No, you two didn't even say a word when you arrived, so I could have come to pick you up."
Zhang Jianhua rolled his eyes and said irritably,
"We are just insignificant generals, how dare we disturb Your Majesty?"
Old Gao was amused and pointed to the sign for the public restroom.
"What, you're treating today?"
Lu Zhaoye's smile vanished, revealing a pouty face.
"Alright, did I come here to joke with you guys? What kind of behavior is this, laughing and joking like that!"
"What the hell is this reversed Heavenly Gang?"
Zhang Jianhua pretended to unbuckle his belt.
"Look at you, in such a hurry. Let's get down to business." Lu Zhaoye took a few steps back and waved his hand.
"What's going on? Why are you giving me this trouble again?" Zhang Jianhua asked, frowning.
At noon, Lu Zhaoye asked Chen Ziniu to give the recording pen to Zhang Jianhua and Lao Gao, and told them to come to the public restroom at noon.
Getting Su Cheng and Wen Ningning out of here is actually quite simple; the contents of the recording pen already constitute a serious violation of discipline.
However, the problem was that he was also involved, and Lu Zhaoye didn't want to shoot himself in the foot.
Lu Zhaoye explained again how Wen Ningning had instigated him to bully Xu Ziqing.
He then solemnly stated, "But I need to emphasize that I did not physically assault Xu Ziqing."
"Neither Chen Ziniu nor Xiao Zifang did anything; at most, they were verbally threatened."
Looking at the serious-looking boy, Zhang Jianhua felt a pang of emotion.
The school has been in a bad situation in recent years, with a continuously declining college entrance rate and no students who can carry the torch.
Despite various competitions and joint examinations, they failed to cultivate outstanding students who could stand up and bring glory to No. 2 Middle School.
Finally, a gifted young man named Lu Zhaoye arrived, but unfortunately, he was too rebellious and impossible to manage.
Later, they wanted to train Xu Ziqing, but an accident occurred that caused her to lose her sight.
Zhang Jianhua was worried. Every year in the competition, he was always outdone by the old guys from the neighboring No. 1 Middle School and Donghai Middle School. He always felt a sense of injustice.
"Lu Zhaoye, besides the recording, do you have any other more substantial evidence?" Zhang Jianhua asked, frowning.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoye took out a small bag containing photos from his pocket and handed it over.
Zhang Jianhua and Lao Gao took it, and the more they looked at it, the more alarmed they became.
The photo clearly shows Su Cheng sneaking around behind Xu Ziqing, looking guilty and lewd.
"Damn it, I never thought our school would produce such a scoundrel."
"Damn it, I'm going to the principal right now. If Su Cheng isn't fired, I'm quitting as the grade head!"
Seeing this, Lu Zhaoye quickly pulled back the furious Zhang Jianhua. Although he was overjoyed inside, he kept a straight face.
"Hey Lao Zhang, look how impatient you are, let me finish."
"Lu Zhaoye! Don't think I can't see through your little schemes. I'll deal with you after I've dealt with that bastard!"
Zhang Jianhua was furious and went berserk, unleashing a torrent of abuse on Lu Zhaoye.
Lu Zhaoye didn't retaliate, and just smiled as he endured Zhang Jianhua's insults.
Despite his extremely serious demeanor in front of his students, everyone calls him a devil.
But he knew in his heart that Lao Zhang's actions were a classic case of deep concern stemming from both criticism and affection.
Once Zhang Jianhua can release the pent-up anger in his chest, he will feel much better.
"..."
After a brief silence, Lu Zhaoye raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Jianhua, whose chest was heaving.
Instead of looking disappointed after being scolded, Lu Zhaoye's lips were downturned, clearly indicating that he was suppressing a laugh.
Old Gao couldn't help but laugh out loud at the sight, then quickly covered his mouth.
Zhang Jianhua also wanted to laugh, but his current persona didn't allow it, so he turned his head away and pretended to be impatient as he spoke.
"Tell me, tell me, what other tricks of yours do you have up your sleeve?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhaoye's eyes revealed an barely suppressed excitement.
"Didn't I say I was going to bully Xu Ziqing tonight? Su Cheng will definitely come."
"How about we catch him red-handed then?" Lu Zhaoye raised an eyebrow and gave a wicked smile.
The two were taken aback at first, but quickly recovered and a meaningful smile appeared on their faces.
"I think it's a good idea. You've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve. Tell me, how can we cooperate with you?" Old Gao said excitedly.
Lu Zhaoye stepped closer and said softly,
"When the time comes, I'll lure him here. You don't need to say anything, just stand next to me and act like my underlings..."
After listening, Zhang Jianhua couldn't help but take another closer look at Lu Zhaoye. As expected of the self-proclaimed king who had attacked the principal, he was indeed the King of Guanzhong.
Zhang Jianhua and Lao Gao agreed to Lu Zhaoye's plan and then left together, leaving behind a parting remark.
All schemes and tricks are trivial; only self-reliance will bring divine assistance.
"..."