To impart the Way, teach one's studies, and resolve doubts—that was what made someone a teacher.
One could also be a teacher through noble character and a pure heart.
Thank you, teacher!
These four words were meant for Lin Zhengyin, and also for Zhao Mingzhu. They were meant for all the good teachers under heaven.
Lin Zhengyin had not blindly followed the crowd or acted arbitrarily. He had used his seasoned wisdom to interpret this conspiracy, resolve the difficulties facing his student, and clear Li Mu Yang's name, filling Li Mu Yang with gratitude and prompting him to call Lin Zhengyin his teacher.
Zhao Mingzhu had been able to admit her mistakes and correct them. At this critical moment, she had set aside the dignity of an elder and the pride of a master to apologize publicly. That, too, was something worthy of admiration.
"What are you thanking us for?" Lin Zhengyin waved his hand and said, "If we could educate our students properly, teaching everyone to understand propriety, do good, and be friendly and helpful, how could such an absurd thing have happened?"
Hearing Lin Zhengyin's words, the students who had kept their heads bowed in silence could not endure it any longer.
"Principal, we didn't see Li Mu Yang hit anyone—"
"Zhang Chen bullied Li Mu Yang at school all the time—"
"Wu Man even forced Li Mu Yang to let him ride him like a horse—"
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The examinees leaped out one after another to plead their cases, accusing Zhang Chen, Wu Man, and the others of their usual misconduct.
"You bastards—" Zhang Chen was furious. But just as with the move he had used against Li Mu Yang earlier, the clamor of many voices could melt metal; there was simply no way for him to argue.