Decisive Rupture

Tong Feifei and Zhong Leyi exchanged a glance. They naturally understood what Jiang Yue meant in an instant.

Jiang Yue was standing up for them.

Although he had said he would not comment on the school administration, wasn't he essentially warning the students present that they were all too cowardly, too calculating, and too shamelessly fence-sitting?

When they needed to take a side, they stayed silent. When they needed to speak up, they said nothing.

And now they expected someone else to stand up for them?

Anyone capable of getting into a key middle school was no fool.

Jiang Yue's words were not particularly subtle. In fact, they were downright blunt, so most people naturally understood them.

To put it plainly, Jiang Yue was expressing his dissatisfaction—serious dissatisfaction with their previous attitude.

The school's higher-ups were certainly bastards, but what had these people done?

At the critical moment, how many had stepped forward to support him? How many had spoken up? Everyone wanted to reap benefits silently, and when it was time to contribute or speak up, they had all wisely protected themselves.

If they put themselves in his shoes, who wouldn't be disheartened?

The fact that he had not openly shown his disappointment before did not mean he had not been disappointed.

Some of the thinner-skinned students felt somewhat uncomfortable and could not help feeling ashamed.

Most of them, however, sank into thought, mulling over Jiang Yue's words.

Even the most refined egoist could not deny that, under these circumstances, it was perfectly normal for Jiang Yue to be disheartened.

If they were in his place, they likewise would not be willing to lead this scattered crowd under the current circumstances.

Ultimately, what did he stand to gain?

He had repeatedly charged into danger for everyone and shielded them