The bloodstained sheet of paper lay on the desk, still marked with the blood Chen Ge had wiped off his hand.
From the moment Chen Ge entered the classroom to the moment that student was knocked down, only a few minutes had passed. No one had expected something like this to happen. It had all been so sudden.
Holding his backpack in one hand, Chen Ge didn't even glance at the boy sprawled in the back row. He walked toward Teacher Liu.
"Get outside, now!" Teacher Liu had never seen a student like this before. He was too brazen, too reckless, completely disregarding the teacher's authority and openly attacking someone in class.
"Teacher, you can punish me however you want, but he was the one who started it. He didn't know where his legs were supposed to go, so I just wanted to teach him." Chen Ge had barely entered the classroom and hadn't even sat down before he was ordered back outside.
Carrying his backpack, Chen Ge opened the classroom door. As he stepped out, he saw the boy in the back row get up from the floor. A reddish-brown liquid seeped from the top of his head and ran down the bridge of his nose toward his mouth.
The boy's eyes were full of spite, his expression twisted. But when Teacher Liu came over, the malice vanished from his eyes. He even managed to squeeze out a few tears, looking utterly aggrieved.
He's pretty good at acting. These precocious kids are completely different in front of teachers and parents than they are around their victims. One moment they're innocent, sunny, hardworking, and diligent; the next, they're cruel and mean, venting every negative emotion on the people they bully.
As he left the classroom, Chen Ge recalled the way