A figure flashed past, and Class One's homeroom teacher blocked Zuo Xiaoduo's path, his face as dark as stormy waters. "Enough!"
"Enough? How is that enough? It's not enough! Nowhere near enough!"
Zuo Xiaoduo shouted, "This is sparring time between students. This has nothing to do with you. Get out of the way!"
"This is class time. What you're doing right now is disrupting my lesson. If I take action against you now, no one can say a word!"
"Oh, is that so? Hahaha..."
Zuo Xiaoduo wisely retreated at speed, backing all the way to the doorway, then laughed again. "Sorry, sorry. I really was too angry just now. I came here out of kindness to deliver a message, only to be cursed at and beaten. I had no choice but to fight back. I really meant nothing else by it. It was just self-defense, hahaha. Sorry for interrupting your lesson... please continue, please continue. I'll just come back after class."
Come back after class?
The tall, thin male teacher fixed his hawklike eyes on Zuo Xiaoduo. "You've already disrupted classroom order. I need to teach you what classroom order means!"
"Hold on!!"
Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly roared. Sweeping his gaze over the seven or eight teachers who had heard the commotion and gathered around, he said gravely, "Sir, I've explained over and over that I only came to pass some news to Cheng Fangzhi! He cursed at me and attacked me, forcing me to fight back. How does that make me the one disrupting classroom order? Is self-defense wrong?!"
"If you don't believe me, look at my phone. I really received this message. It's written there, plain as day: 'I heard Cheng Fangzhi's dad died?'"
"As a fellow student, I was terribly worried that he wouldn't get back in time