Being Principal Is All About Having Fun for Luo Chen.

"Faust... you."

Mephisto, who was just about to quit, was stunned by Faust's reply.

"Mephisto, people are responsible for their actions. If you don't take responsibility..."

"Then I'll take responsibility for you."

"Because you're my best friend."

After Faust finished speaking, he immediately lay down on the ground and, regardless of what Mephisto thought, started doing push-ups.

The other students were impressed by Faust's sense of responsibility and his willingness to take responsibility for his friend's mistakes.

The verbal attacks against Mephisto intensified:

"That Mephisto is a real scoundrel. He doesn't dare take responsibility for his own mistakes and makes Faust Class do them."

"How could Faust Class, have such an unreliable friend?"

"If it were me, I would have stayed far away from him long ago."

Listening to the criticism from those around me.

Mephisto's pupils constricted.

Ten minutes ago, he would have found their mockery and attacks amusing and dismissive.

But now their words felt like knives, piercing deep into his heart.

His face drained of color in an instant, turning as pale as paper.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that something seemed to be blocking his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

He felt that Faust was getting further and further away from him.

If I leave here, I will never see Faust again.

For Faust.

I must stay as well.

Mephisto' eyes flashed with an unprecedented determination:

"I want this blessing."

"It's just push-ups, I'll do them!"

"And those textbooks, I'll study them too. Sooner or later, I'll make you all taste what it's like to be last."

Chapter 195 Mephisto only wanted to study.

As dusk fell, the sky was tinged with a faint golden hue.

Mephisto had just finished his blessing ceremony, and his figure looked particularly weary in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Sweat soaked through his training clothes, clinging to his skin as if you could wring water out of them.

His legs felt as heavy as lead, and every step he took seemed to exhaust all his strength.

He felt waves of pain in his lower back, as if he were being stabbed by countless needles at once, making it almost impossible for him to straighten his body.

However, even in this state, Mephisto's eyes showed no signs of fatigue, only an even more determined light.

"I'll definitely study hard later, and make all those guys who mocked me have to do extra training tomorrow," Mephisto thought viciously.

Ignoring the stares of others, he endured the pain in his body and slowly walked to the spot where he had slept during the day.

He picked up the textbook that was on the ground and began to read it carefully.

Moreover, the more he looked, the more ferocious his expression became.

His actions also put pressure on others.

Mephisto' current frantic studying is so obvious that even a fool could tell what he's up to.

It's simply a matter of wanting to drag everyone else down with them so they can also enjoy the good fortune.

A chill ran down everyone's spine. If this guy were to become number one, he would surely make sure that the last-place student and the other class experience a blessing beyond death.

Feeling the pressure, the students exchanged glances and then sat down, clutching their books and flipping through them furiously.

For a moment, the rustling sound of pages turning filled the open space.

At this moment, Luo Chen was lying asleep in a chair when he was suddenly awakened by a series of turning pages.

He looked up and around, only to find that the once quiet open space had become unusually lively.

The students busied themselves, the sounds of turning pages and discussing filling the air, creating a tense yet enthusiastic learning atmosphere.

Luo Chen carefully observed everyone's expressions and saw that everyone had a furrowed brow, as if they were carrying a heavy burden of studying pressure.

Their eyes revealed a deep anxiety, as if they were afraid of the upcoming exam, or worried about being punished for poor grades.

Seeing this, Luo Chen couldn't help but feel angry.

He believes that learning should be a joyful process, a way to explore knowledge and enrich oneself, rather than a burden that makes people frown.

He understands the pressure everyone is facing, but he hopes to see everyone approach their studies with a positive and optimistic attitude.

Then.

Luo Chen made a decision that went against educational tradition.

He stood up, walked to the center of the crowd, cleared his throat, and said loudly:

"I hereby declare school dismissed. Everyone, hand in your books."

"You should all rest properly after school. Go home and get some sleep so you can prepare for tomorrow morning's exam."

Luo Chen's words initially silenced everyone.

But then everyone's furrowed brows immediately relaxed.

If no one can study, then there's no need to worry about any changes to tomorrow's exam results.

Then Mephisto's revenge becomes impossible to predict.

"Long live Principal Luo!"

The students, who had just been terrified by Mephisto, jumped up excitedly.

As for Mephisto, he looked completely bewildered.

This was the first time he had ever heard of a rule against studying after school.

Is this really a school?

"Give it to me."

Just as Mephisto was stunned, Luo Chen reached out and snatched the textbook from Mephisto' hand.

He looked up in surprise and saw Luo Chen looking at him with a mocking expression.

Mephisto's face drained of color instantly; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

That textbook was not just a vessel of knowledge for him, but also his hope for revenge.

He hurriedly stood up, trying to take back his textbook.

But he was so exhausted that he had less strength to move than an infant.

Luo Chen easily dodged his hand.

Having failed to grab anything, Mephisto fell to the ground.

Mephisto felt a wave of despair; this was the first time he had ever felt so rude.

"Give it back to me, give it back to me, I want to study."

Unable to snatch the book back, he clung tightly to Luo Chen's leg.

As Mephisto spoke, a fan-shaped diagram unexpectedly appeared in his eyes.

It contained three parts pain, three parts pleading, three parts despair, and one part hatred.

Luo Chen was also surprised to see that some people could see fan-shaped diagrams in their eyes.

To his surprise, there was a hint of hatred in the pie chart.

He looked at Mephisto with a mocking smile, a cold smirk playing on his lips:

"Study? You didn't study properly in class, and now you want to work hard? Too late! Hahaha."

After saying that, Luo Chen directly pulled his leg out.

He held the textbook high, as if displaying his victory.

Mephisto watched helplessly as his textbooks were taken away, and the pleading in his eyes turned into agonizing pain.

Ahhhhhh--

Mephisto, kneeling on the ground, let out a heart-wrenching wail.

Faust, who had just returned from extra training, felt a pang of sadness upon seeing his dearest friend wailing in pain.

After Luo Chen left, laughing loudly while carrying everyone's textbooks.

Faust immediately moved behind Mephisto and gently patted him on the shoulder.

"Mephisto, it's alright."

"We can learn even without books. My classmates and I all read books today, and we can review the content together."

With Faust's comforting words, Mephisto regained some color in his haggard face.

Faust's suggestion was indeed a method, but he had just offended his classmates today.

Even if they don't cause trouble for me, can they really help me with my studies?

"Is it really possible? They just did an extra 40 kilometers of training because of me. Will they agree to that?"

Mephisto's voice was weak and conflicted, as if he regretted what had happened that day.

"Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

"Wolf, come here for a second."

Faust patted Mephisto on the back encouragingly, then immediately called over a classmate.

"Can you help Mephisto recall what he learned in his textbook today?"

The boy who was called over walked over, and upon hearing Faust's suggestion, he immediately frowned.

He was very unhappy with Mephisto's actions during the day.

His behavior, which harms others without benefiting himself, is simply inhuman.

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have had to do an extra 40 kilometers of training for nothing.

However, if Mephisto drags the class down again in tomorrow's exam...

So won't they still need to practice more?

Although helping him was somewhat unpleasant, in essence, it was still helping myself.

Thinking of this, he nodded:

"Sure! As long as he studies diligently and doesn't cause us any trouble, that's fine."

Chapter 196 Integrating Top Students, Mephisto.

Two days later, at dawn.

"I feel like dying because I can't study..."

In the open examination room.

Mephisto' emerald eyes reflected a deep despair.

He felt like he was going crazy.

He never thought about that first-grade textbook that he had casually tossed aside.

That's incredibly rare.