Friday, morning self-study.
Zhang Chi and Duan Shigang entered Class 8 with bruised, swollen faces.
Cui Yu was astonished. "Holy crap, our class has two new giant pandas!"
The way the Class 8 students looked at the two of them was especially strange.
Zhong Huai asked, "What happened to you?"
Zhang Chi's face darkened. "Business warfare."
As he spoke, he glanced at Liu Chuandao.
If Liu Chuandao had not run off first last night, he would never have ended up like this. Last night, he had fought three people, while Duan Shigang had fought four. Their enemies had all been skilled fighters.
Liu Chuandao said, "I took part in the business warfare last night too. I drank too much, so I slipped away."
Zhang Chi withdrew his gaze. He did not ask anything of others; he had always been a selfish person.
Han Wennuan turned around and tentatively asked, "Are you okay?"
Zhong Huai wondered, Does he look okay?
Zhang Chi said, "I'm fine. Tutoring will proceed as usual."
Han Wennuan let out a breath of relief, her expression relaxing. She praised him, "Director Zhang, you really have a strong sense of professional responsibility."
Zhang Chi clenched his fists. "Everything I do is for our future!"
Morning self-study ended.
Director Wang, who was making his rounds, appeared at the door of Class 8. His fleshy face glowered at Zhang Chi. "What happened to you?"
Director Wang was the head of No.4 Middle School's Security Department. He was also responsible for part of the sports student training plans. The Security Department office was commonly known as the Black Room.
Zhang Chi did not dare confront that intimidating presence and immediately changed his story. "I drank too much last night, slipped, and fell."
Director Wang's expression turned grim. "You must be pretty