The three of them saw that it was almost time, so they packed up and prepared to leave. At this time, the door of the basketball hall was pushed open, and a man walked in first, followed by the four people who had just escaped. The two leaders, one was in his forties, with a big belly, and he was obviously working in the school administration. The other was in his early thirties, wearing a well-fitting suit, looking young and capable. The fat man pointed at Wen Liang and the other two and said, "Dean Zhao, these three people from the Foreign Language Department are unreasonable. Not only did they occupy the basketball hall and prevent us from training, they also beat us up..."
Dean Zhao, who was in his forties, snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and said majestically: "What are your names? You delayed the training of the school basketball team and even beat people up. You have violated the school rules and regulations. I will find your department head to understand the situation!"
Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning stood behind Wen Liang without saying a word. Unconsciously, a tacit understanding was formed among the three of them. Naturally, trivial matters such as external public relations were handled by the useless Wen Liang.
"Hello, President Zhao, the course of events may be different from what you heard..."
Dean Zhao interrupted Wen Liang rudely with a wave of his hand before he could finish. "I don't want to hear your explanation. Leave your name here and wait for the punishment from the academy." He turned his head and glanced at the wound on the fat man's face. His tone became even harsher. "Humph, considering the extremely bad circumstances, expulsion is not too much! But considering that you are young and ignorant, as long as you apologize to these students now, I can give you a disciplinary punishment of staying in school for observation at my discretion!"
Seeing the smug look on the fat man's face, Wen Liang knew that the dean was taking sides, so he said unhappily, "Dean Zhao, you are the vice dean, right? Do you have the power to expel students?"
Dean Zhao was immediately furious. This title of deputy was a permanent pain in his heart. "What's your name? How dare you talk to me like that? I'm telling you, you can pack up and get ready to leave now. You'll receive a notice from the hospital tomorrow!"
Wen Liang looked at him as if he were an idiot. "Do you think I have a mental retardation? You've threatened me like this, and you still want to know my name?"
Vice President Zhao was furious and pointed at Wen Liang and said, "Well, don't think I can do nothing if you don't tell me. There's always your photo in the file. Just wait and get out!"
I have to say that the leaders of higher education institutions are still well-mannered. Even when they were so angry, they still didn't use a single dirty word. They are much more magnanimous than the fat man and Mu Shanshan.
"Then go and look through the files. Goodbye!"
Seeing Wen Liang being so bold, the fat man was not angry but overjoyed. He had lied to lure his uncle, the vice dean, here. He was afraid that Wen Liang's talkativeness would arouse his uncle's suspicion, and then his uncle would definitely fire him without a care. He could ask for mercy for the two beauties, and they would be grateful, right? Not to mention that picking up one of them was a blessing from the previous life, even picking up two of them together was not impossible...
The muscular man who was thinking about something good was about to drool, until the wretched man poked him and he reacted. He stepped forward and pointed at Wen Liang and cursed: "You are so shameless, aren't you? Now kneel down and slap yourself in the face to admit your mistake, otherwise you will be fired and cry!"
Wen Liang ignored him and kept hitting the basketball. Dean Zhao laughed in anger: "Okay, you have guts. Don't regret it!"
Just as he was about to leave, a young man in his early thirties suddenly came in, wearing a casual suit and with neatly combed hair, looking very capable. "President Zhao, you are so hard to find. If Xiao Li hadn't seen you coming this way, I would have had a headache. Let's go quickly. President Lin and the leaders of the municipal government and the municipal bureau are waiting. If you go too late, President Lin will get angry!" These words were very impolite, even with a bit of complaint.
Wen Liang's eyes lit up. Isn't this the young man who delivered the key a few days ago? The young man also saw Wen Liang and the other two, and a smile appeared on his face. He ignored Dean Zhao and walked over and said enthusiastically: "Isn't this classmate Wen Liang? Come here to practice today. I've been a little busy these two days and didn't have time to come to see you. How are you? Are you satisfied with the conditions here?" This attitude is completely different from that towards Dean Zhao.
Dean Zhao was stunned by the young man's words. Everyone in Qingzhou Teachers College knew that this young assistant to the dean was arrogant and had a deep background. He didn't care about anyone except the dean. Now he was being very attentive to a student. There must be something wrong. The fat man was also scared to death. He knew the young man's identity and heard from his uncle that he was not easy to mess with. Unexpectedly, he was so enthusiastic towards the guy he despised for a long time. He felt timid and quietly stepped back.
Dean Zhao is indeed an elite who has experienced a lot in society. He immediately put on a smile and said, "So Assistant Zheng knows him. That was a misunderstanding. I was wondering why someone would stay in the basketball hall so late. I came to see him. I didn't expect it was you, Assistant Zheng, who introduced him!"
Assistant Zheng didn't respond and said, "I don't have that much face. This is something that Dean Lin personally told me to take good care of."
Lin… Dean Lin? Dean Zhao was as if hit on the head with a stick. Cold sweat ran down his face. He didn't even bother to wipe it off. He smiled and said, "Since you are Dean Lin's guest, I won't disturb you. This… classmate, what happened just now was a misunderstanding. I will definitely criticize them severely." He turned around and said sternly, "Wang Guangfu, why don't you and your classmates apologize to them?"
The fat man turned out to be Wang Guangfu (Wang Guangfu was in tears, because extras don’t have the right to use their names). He was frightened by his uncle’s scolding and tremblingly walked forward, bowed and said, “It was all because of my impulsiveness just now. It was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Please be magnanimous and don’t bother with me!”
The wretched man even smiled, his head lowered almost to his crotch. Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning looked at them with disgust, holding hands and hiding away. Wen Liang hurriedly supported them a few times, and said in panic: "No, no, I should apologize. What you guys said just now is actually quite right. How about I kneel down and slap myself to make amends?"
Spicy next door!
The five-word mantra echoed in the minds of several people at the same time. After Dean Zhao finished cursing in his heart, he had to step in to smooth things over. After all, in the Teachers College, Dean Lin had the final say on all matters, and he, a small vice-dean, was no match at all! He said seriously, "Wang Guangfu and his friends provoked first, cursed at others later, and caused... minor... injuries in the fight." He looked at Wen Liang and couldn't find any injuries, so he had to make up a lie, "I will give you a serious warning to serve as a warning to others!"
Assistant Zheng had been watching coldly until Dean Zhao said this, then he smiled and said, "Okay, okay, since it's just a misunderstanding, don't worry about it, and let it go."
Wen Liang knew that was all, and immediately laughed, holding Assistant Zheng's hand and whispered, "Thank you for your support!"
Assistant Zheng chuckled and whispered in the same low voice: "Director Zuo is also over there, do you want to go with him, little brother?" As soon as Wen Liang heard this, he knew that this person was definitely Dean Lin's confidant, and they all knew who the person who was asking for favors was.
This makes sense. Only people who know Zuo Yuxi's identity would have such an attitude. Zuo Yuxi himself is not a concern. A small city-level education director is not worthy of being deliberately befriended by a unit like Qingshi. However, with a deputy provincial-level father, the nature of the matter is completely different. Small matters like borrowing a basketball stadium and taking advantage of others are not a big deal no matter how many times they come.
Wen Liang shook his head and pointed at the two women. Assistant Zheng smiled knowingly and took Dean Zhao out. The four fat men also slipped away. With Assistant Zheng in charge of the severe warning, Dean Zhao would not dare to show favoritism. Of course, everyone understood that this was just a widow buying cucumbers - better than nothing. Wen Liang just wanted to disgust them.
After the farce ended, the two women came over. Xu Yao clapped and laughed, "What a great official exposure. Arrogant at first but respectful later, using the opponent's strength to defeat the opponent, using the power of the tiger to bully others. Silly boy, which one do you think you are?"
Wen Liang bared his teeth and threatened: "It's because of you, the beauty who brings trouble, that you attract so many people. Otherwise, why would there be so much trouble?"
Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning raised their eyebrows at the same time. Xu Yao shouted, "Hit him!" and rushed forward, punching and kicking. Ning Xiaoning paused, then raised her hand and hit Wen Liang on the shoulder.
Well, it feels pretty good!
(Well, some people have questions about the 11-point shot, let me explain.
First of all, buddy reads the book very carefully, thank you in advance.
If you were a high school student in 1995 or 1996 and played table tennis regularly, you would know the situation back then. You would usually play for 10 minutes between classes or in the afternoon after school. There were few tables but many people, and there were countless people waiting in line, so it was rare to play 21 balls. Therefore, 11 balls was considered the standard configuration at that time. As for the ITTF scoring system, I'm ashamed to say that I never paid attention to it. However, according to convention, perhaps many rules have become popular, and the official will issue normative documents. This is unknown, but 11 points did exist at that time. Because I don't have enough points as a newcomer, I can't reply in the post, so I'd like to explain it here.)
Thank you :) (To be continued)