Thank you, Liu Chengji.
Four hours later, a strange rumor that had never been heard before spread in the teaching and research room.
When the professors looked at each other, they were somewhat surprised and stunned.
Many colleagues did not expect that the young man, who had been smiling for days, had such a side to him.
They also did not expect that he would suddenly show his claws and teeth at this critical moment, not caring whether it would affect the teaching and research room's evaluation of him or the upcoming classroom selection.
On this matter, the principal and vice principal kept strangely calm. They neither praised nor criticized him, as if they did not see it.
Even after the school administration reported the complaint about the fishing club at the regular meeting, the vice principal was still expressionless. He just glanced at it and then looked away without interest. He only said to follow the rules.
Then follow the rules.
Due to the fierce conflict with his colleagues and the improper duel that was not approved by the school administration, Huai Shi was given a demerit, a week's salary was deducted, and verbal criticism. Jacob was given a demerit, a week's salary was deducted, and he was allowed to leave the school for half a year.
He was almost in a vegetative state. It would take at least four or five months to find a psychologist to reconstruct his personality, and it would be hard to say whether he would suffer from mental illnesses such as PTSD.
To be safe, he would not be able to come back to work for a year.
A year later, he might even scream when he saw the duck neck of Dongxia.
This made the other teachers who pretended not to hear it secretly relieved. Fortunately, they still had some integrity and did not rush to get involved. Otherwise, they would be the ones on a long vacation.
It was scary just thinking about it.
His head was chopped off for half an hour. It was really tragic, but it was also really fierce.
Although no one knew if the vice principal would take it out and heavily record it when the teaching and research room conducted the classroom qualification review. But now it seemed like the vice principal was handling it lightly.
Big things were turned into small things, small things into nothing, and everyone acted as if nothing had happened.
After all, the inside story was clear to anyone with eyes.
Huai Shi was nothing more than a young man who acted a little fiercely, but didn't he also leave some leeway and a sense of propriety?
If he really wanted to be severely punished, Huai Shi would only be deducted half a year's salary and lose the qualification for classroom selection. But because of this, there would be many students who would have to withdraw from the school, and it might even cause a scandal.
Why bother?
So, let him be …
With such tacit understanding, this page was happily turned over, and it could be considered as the beginning of a new chapter.
After the meeting ended, Andrea stayed at the back and waited for Anton.
"I thought you would fly into a rage today."
The female professor asked with a faint smile, "Don't you care that Huai Shi brought his old habits to the Ivory Tower?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, Andrea? In the Russian Federation, even in school, if a real man encounters such slander, he will stand up and play the roulette game."
Professor Anton glanced at his colleague in confusion. "Besides, isn't he doing well? From the beginning to the end, he didn't rely on violence to do anything to the students. Instead, he beautifully taught the young people a profound lesson, didn't he? "
"…"
Then, Andrea remembered that this old man was from the Russian Federation. He was full of martial arts ethics. In the university, when everyone had nothing to do, fighting bare-chested in the snow could only be regarded as a fitness exercise. Why would he pay attention to this kind of small quarrel?
But then again, for this old man, what kind of tragic result was considered violence?
"Don't get the point wrong, Andrea."
Anton took a sip of the teddy bear coffee given to him by his granddaughter and shook his head, "No matter how big the necessary violence is, it will never be too much, and unnecessary violence, no matter how small it is, should not be tolerated.
If everything is solved by violence, everything will be messed up. But if there was no need for violence, then order would be nonexistent.
Although beheading someone for half an hour is a bit too much, but how can an old man like me, who can't even walk in the winter, compare to the spirit of the young people? "
"Okay, no matter what you say, you are right."
The female professor finally understood the cunning of this old man. She had never been able to outtalk him.
"That means I have a reason."
Professor Anton smiled happily.
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In the following time, Huai Shi returned to his quiet and peaceful daily life.
For this kind of elective course, the arrangement of the Ivory Tower was quite free. There were eight classes every Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and they were all in the afternoon. In other words, if he wanted to slack off, he had a lot of time.
Basically, after every class, Huai Shi could check the progress of the cabin in the forest and Yuan Yuan. As a member of the Lin family, Little Nineteen was particularly embarrassing in this regard, and there was basically no progress.
On the one hand, he did not have any foundation in music theory, and on the other hand, he was afraid of pain.
His biggest wish was to be able to develop in a corner and then kill the enemy from a distance. With this kind of reincarnated old man as a student, Huai Shi was somewhat helpless.
He did not know what to teach.
Fortunately, Lin Nineteen had brought with him a pile of cursing teaching materials and a secret instrument handed down in the family, which was equivalent to learning from a teacher.
As long as Huai Shi occasionally provided him with some crystallized Source Form condensed from negative emotions, and incidentally taught him how to control and use it, he would be self-taught.
As for this kind of stubborn person, Huai Shi could not do anything about it.
And Lin Nineteen's mood was just as complicated.
According to him, if Huai Shi had taken the path of evil karma, he would have almost touched the edge of level five just by relying on those few weapons condensed from pure negative emotions.
This was no longer a negative energy generator, this was a negative energy nuclear power plant!
Therefore, he often looked at Huai Shi with a sense of helplessness, and wished that he could drag Huai Shi along with him to be a bad person.
Huai Shi could only politely decline.
In contrast, Yuan Yuan's progress was quite gratifying. She had a firm grasp of the beheading technique that Huai Shi had taught her. The price was that Yuan Zhao's neck was often swollen these two days, and she occasionally had to wear a brace.
Huai Shi really did not know what had happened, so he could only maintain sympathy and then increase his efforts to teach her all the lessons in two weeks.
During this process, what made Huai Shi even more happy was that Yuan Yuan herself also had very solid violin skills. When learning the performance method, there were no obstacles at all, and it was smooth all the way.
In just a short week, she had a decent grasp of it.
Her talent in the violin was already quite outstanding, and now under Huai Shi's request, she changed her swordsmanship practice to violin performance every day, learning from the basics again.
And after each classical music appreciation class, there would be additional tutoring and guidance.
According to her growth rate, if Huai Shi gritted his teeth and went to the Hell Music Association in the Abyss and got a few scores, she might have the foundation to become a disaster musician in four or five years.
The Yuan Family was quite generous at this time.
Huai Shi did not even have to open his mouth and directly collected all the violin-related Hell Music on the market and sent them all to the Ivory Tower.
One part was given to Yuan Yuan, and the other part was given to Teacher Huai Shi.
He also gave her a set of horse breeding encyclopedias.
His horse was too fat, and Yuan Yuan could not stand it anymore.
After finally stopping Fang Shu's fat otaku plan, Yuan Yuan took the horse to her aunt's house every day to exercise, and she finally lost some weight recently.
And as such uneventful days passed, Huai Shi was surprised to find that Young Master Ming's Stigmata had changed.
Even if it was only a little.
Her control of the afterimages was getting better and better, and the maximum distance of teleportation was not only increasing, but the preparation time was also slowly shortening.
She had grown.
Huai Shi had not had time to implement his Abyss Swarm plan, but Young Master Ming's destiny had already improved unknowingly?
After thinking about it, in the end, he realized that teaching and educating people could also be counted as' the growth of a child '?
With the students' further understanding and learning of classical music, Huai Shi also felt that the almost immeasurable Correction Value was accumulating.
Among them, Yuan Yuan alone contributed the majority.
If he could successfully guide Yuan Yuan to become a calamity musician, then he would definitely be able to go further. If he could popularize the Sword Technique · Performance Method, then he would definitely have a large amount of Correction Value to be earned.
But the problem was that the threshold of the Performance Method was too high. And most of the calamity musicians were respected musicians, so why would they need to live a life of bloodshed?
It could only be said that no one could become rich without a windfall. If he relied on this method to honestly teach and educate people, perhaps it would take 20 years for Young Master Ming's destiny to be completely completed.
So, he had to find a way in another place.
Huai Shi pinched his chin and looked at the Abyss Ecology class on the schedule that was gradually approaching day by day, revealing a smile.
Whether or not he could make a fortune depended on this.
He took out his mobile phone, opened the Metatron Cube and the Collection of Sins, then opened the address book and flipped through the phone numbers inside … It was time to spend money.
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A week later, the Abyss Ecology class entered the 'Abyss Plants' section as scheduled.
It was 7: 30 in the morning, before the class started, according to the usual management, the vice principal had already arrived in the classroom in advance. The huge venue that was enough to accommodate an entire grade of students at the same time was still silent.
Only a few students who arrived early got up and saluted. The vice principal calmly waved his hand, indicating that they should continue with their self-study and ignore him. After putting his things on the teaching assistant seat, he lowered his head and began to grade the lesson plan in his hand.
When the students who came in later passed by, their footsteps paused for a moment, bowed their heads, and greeted him in a low voice.
This was not out of fear of his position, but out of respect for this teacher.
Regardless of his personality, this vice principal's strict requirements for teaching quality had benefited countless people deeply.
Moreover, his serious and dignified personality did not mean that he could not stand others' jokes. Although he did not respond to some cold jokes, he never showed his face to others because of his mood.
He had never even used his authority to seek the slightest bit of benefit. When it came to his students, he never hid anything from them. Just this point alone was enough to earn the respect of others.
If he was just a gloomy and mean man, how could he become the vice principal of the Ivory Tower?
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