Who would lead the team?
Dean Tang was still not among those attending this meeting. His mystery and wisdom had always been beyond the grasp of ordinary people.
Vice Dean Horace was here, and his words naturally represented Dean Tang's will.
As soon as that question was raised, a faint stir ran through the crowd.
After "that incident," few people mentioned Ruan Xiongfeng's name anymore. Or rather, the aftermath of that incident had not faded with Ruan Xiongfeng and Mu Fan's departure; instead, it had continued to ferment in many people's hearts.
Dingchuan Academy had truly been standing at the center of the storm lately.
If not for the fiercely anticipated Academy Exchange Competition about to begin, attention probably could not have been diverted.
However, one thing the academy's upper management had not expected afterward was that Ruan Xiongfeng, that bald man with such a rogueish air, possessed unparalleled influence among the students.
At least half the students had already regarded Ruan Xiongfeng as an idol!
This had never happened before in Dingchuan Academy's history.
Yet this also created a difficult problem for the academy: with such overwhelming support for him, it was hard to find another instructor comparable to Ruan Xiongfeng.
"Given this year's circumstances, I propose selecting from the younger instructors. The candidate must be able to embody Dingchuan Academy's image and attitude!"
Vice Dean Ka Le, dressed in a white professor's robe, spoke and directly set the tone for selecting the team captain.
This time, they needed a tough image.
Otherwise, they would never convince the public!
"Seconded."
"...Agreed."
Some might have had their own thoughts, but this was already the tenth year. If Dingchuan Academy failed to make any breakthrough again and was surpassed by the B-rank academies close behind them, it would become the joke