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Gao Pengjun had been teaching for several years and had never encountered such a scene. The short-statured man lay on the ground, fear written all over his face as he looked at his students in front of him, hurriedly shouting, "Stop! All of you, stop! If anyone dares to continue..."
But before he could finish his sentence, someone kicked him hard in the abdomen.
A painful wail escaped Gao Pengjun, his cries instantly drowned out by the shouts of the students.
About three or four minutes passed, and several teachers from the adjacent classroom naturally heard the commotion coming from the classroom.
They all dropped their textbooks and rushed to the classroom door.
Standing aside and watching the situation, Bing Tianyi was just about to tell the surrounding classmates to stop when unexpectedly, Gao Pengjun shouted loudly in their local dialect, "You bunch of Huating County bastards, have you eaten too many apples fed to pigs by us from Ning County? How dare you do this! Ah!"
The voice was so loud that the two teachers from Huating County standing at the classroom door could naturally hear it.
At first, Bing Tianyi was taken aback, but soon he shouted loudly, "Classmates, wait a moment."
The group of students temporarily halted, and since Bing Tianyi was actually the instigator of this incident, his words carried some weight.
Once Bing Tianyi shouted this out loud, the surrounding classmates stopped and glared at Gao Pengjun, who was on the ground with a bruised face.
Bing Tianyi squeezed through the crowd and squatted down in front of Gao Pengjun, smiling as he asked, "Teacher Gao, does Ning County only have apples?"
"Look at you bunch of Huating County pig heads; you're all bastards born without fathers. Beating a teacher? Your sins are great."
"Wait a minute. Since we from Huating County are pig heads, what are you from Ning County?" Bing Tianyi continued to ask.
"Can you compare with us? With your kind, just watch how I deal with you today," Gao Pengjun said as he tried to get up from the ground to take revenge for what had happened to him today.
Seeing this scene, Bing Tianyi stood up in the crowd and shouted, "Classmates, the thing I dislike the most in my life is people who have regional discrimination. Of course, it's one thing to categorize our classmates into different ranks, but now they are even dividing us by region. What use do we have for such a person? Everyone, lift him up and let’s take him to the Education Bureau to reason with them."
As soon as he said this, several more hot-headed classmates immediately lost their cool and, without thinking, lifted Gao Pengjun high above their heads and prepared to carry him outside.
The two teachers at the door were naturally displeased as well. However, they didn’t hold much prejudice against individual students. But now, Gao had openly insulted everyone in the county, and most importantly, he was still working in this county and receiving a salary from it.
After turning around, Bing Tianyi spoke clearly to the two teachers at the door: "Teachers, you heard what Teacher Gao just said. Now please tell us what it means when he says that the apples used to feed pigs in Ning County are being eaten by our people? What does it mean when he says that all of us here are pig heads? What exactly does that mean?"
The female teacher sighed upon hearing Bing Tianyi's question and directly turned to leave.
The male teacher, being a man, was somewhat broader-minded. Seeing the situation unfold, he quietly said, "Even if you plan to confront the Education Bureau about this, shouldn’t you put Teacher Gao down first? We’re on the fourth floor; if something goes wrong while carrying him down, what will we do?"
Hearing this from the teacher, Bing Tianyi frowned and turned to his classmates asking, "Classmates, do you think we should put Teacher Gao down now?"
"No!" The classmates were filled with enthusiasm and naturally did not want to let him off easily.
Perhaps this scene seemed unexpected to others, but it was entirely understandable; so many students had been living under Gao Pengjun's threats every day. Over time, how could they not develop a sense of resistance?
For a long time before this, they had not dared to fight back or even knew how to resist. But today, under Bing Tianyi's leadership, they finally had a chance to redeem themselves.
With that said, the group of students carried Gao Pengjun downstairs. The male teacher felt frustrated as well. He thought that if he hadn’t heard that remark, perhaps he could have intervened to mediate. But he never expected that the usually polite Gao Pengjun would view people from Huating County in such a way today.
Gao Pengjun, being carried aloft, still hadn’t realized the seriousness of the situation. Although he didn’t dare make any moves while above the students' heads, he shouted sternly, "Hurry up and put me down! I tell you, even if you take me to the Education Bureau, it won’t matter. I am one of the top substitute math teachers in your county's high school grade group."
Listening nearby, Bing Tianyi sneered and said, "Teacher Gao, you used your dirty tricks to boost your teaching results. But do you know how many students you've left with psychological scars because of your behavior?"
Just as they reached the exit on the first floor and were preparing to carry Gao Pengjun out through the back door of the school, unexpectedly Director Wang from the Disciplinary Office rushed over with more than ten male teachers.
When the classmates saw the group of tall teachers approaching with sticks in hand, they were all stunned.
They stood frozen, staring blankly. At that moment, Bing Tianyi furrowed his brows and whispered to the short Wang Wei beside him, "You need to go to the fourth floor right now and bring down the teacher from the classroom next door."
Wang Wei nodded and quickly turned to run upstairs.
"What’s going on? What’s happening? What do they want? Do they really want to rebel against me?" Wang Bing's brows knitted together, his voice deep enough to rival the thunder of summer.
As soon as he finished speaking, before the students could explain anything, Gao Pengjun, who was being held high, shouted in pain, "Director Wang, I can't teach this semester! I want to resign; I'm done."
In Director Wang's mind, since Teacher Gao joined their school, their math scores had consistently achieved new breakthroughs. This naturally brought a lot of honor to the school. Although he knew that some of Teacher Gao's methods were not what a teacher should possess, as a senior administrator, results seemed to be the hard truth.
Thinking about this, he had been very tolerant of Teacher Gao. Even when a student's parent reported them to the Education Bureau for a student being beaten, he would find ways to help Teacher Gao settle it.
But he never expected that things would escalate to this point today.
Hearing Gao Pengjun's shout, Wang Bing waved the half mop handle in his hand and shouted loudly, "Quickly put Teacher Gao down."
Just as the students were preparing to lower Teacher Gao upon hearing this, Bing Tianyi stepped forward and looked at Wang Bing, saying, "Director Wang, we want to speak with the principal."
Wang Bing had actually noticed Bing Tianyi long ago. Now hearing him speak, he sighed and said helplessly, "The principal is at a meeting today; he probably won't be back until tomorrow morning."
"Then Director Wang, we can only go find the head of the Education Bureau," Bing Tianyi said as he waved his hand and prepared to leave with his classmates and the lifted Teacher Gao.
At that moment, several physical education teachers approached without hesitation and shouted loudly, "Put him down! If anyone dares to talk back, I’ll make sure you regret it."
After this was said, Bing Tianyi realized that if he confronted them alone like this, even though he had once helped Wang Bing, Wang Bing would have no choice but to uphold justice against him now.
Just when Bing Tianyi was feeling isolated, Wang Ziyan stepped forward and smiled at the few tall teachers in front of her, asking, "Excuse me, teachers, what do you think is the most important quality for a teacher?"
"Do you really need to ask? We all know this as teachers," Ren Teacher replied bluntly.
"Well then, let's talk about Teacher Gao. Based on the students' family situations, he divides them into different classes. For those in a better position, he can offer kind words and even plead for them to improve their math grades. However, for those from average families, they endure not only verbal insults but also physical blows every day. Is this how a teacher should behave?" Wang Ziyan said clearly.
"That's just hearsay. As teachers, we should at least ask Teacher Gao if he has done such things," Ren Teacher continued.
Wang Ziyan seemed to have anticipated this response. As soon as Ren finished speaking, she stepped forward and said, "Well, a person who is so two-faced won't tell you anything if you ask him now. If you don't believe me, I can bring in two people to help us prove it."
After saying this, Wang Ziyan glanced at the two teachers who had just come downstairs. She then approached them earnestly and said, "Could you please share with these teachers what you heard at the classroom door?"
Although Teacher Huang was a woman, she was straightforward and had never liked Teacher Gao's style. Seeing Wang Ziyan speak up like this, she stepped forward and sighed helplessly, "Teacher Gao has regional discrimination."
"What? Teacher Huang, what kind of regional discrimination?" Ren Teacher frowned and asked for clarification.
"He explicitly said that the apples fed to pigs in Ning County are being eaten by people from our area, along with some insulting remarks about our locals that I can't repeat," Teacher Huang replied with a cold laugh.
Most of the teachers present were local and widened their eyes in shock upon hearing Teacher Huang's words. Just then, Teacher Li also stood up and nodded, saying, "What Teacher Huang said is absolutely true; we were right at the classroom door when we heard Teacher Gao shouting those insults."
Wang Bing felt embarrassed; however, more than that embarrassment was anger deep inside him. He thought there was nothing wrong with making excessive efforts for teaching results as a teacher. But now, seeing how twisted the other party's mindset was—let alone these passionate students—even he, a nearly fifty-year-old man, found it hard to bear.
As the school's director of education, he felt responsible for suppressing this situation as much as possible. After a brief consideration, he quickly decided on a new course of action.
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