Chapter 57 — Shen Yushu's Glorious History
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She had simply been bored stiff, so she told Zhong Yongliang that Gu Mengyao wanted to hear some firecrackers for a bit of excitement. As a result, Zhong Yongliang took Gao Xiaofu and Zhang Naipao to the fireworks market, and half an hour later came back to the school with several migrant workers hauling a five-million-shot giant roll.
At once the once-quiet playground sounded as if thunder were bursting overhead, crackling and popping without pause. Classes became impossible. No one could hear a word the teachers said. The students all crowded around the windows, watching Zhong Yongliang and his crew standing not far from the firecrackers on the playground, grinning smugly, grinning smugly...
That was five million shots... The string kept going off all morning without finishing. Intimidated by the sheer power of the giant roll, the teachers did not dare go near it. Left with no other choice, Ding Binggong called the fire department, who drove in a fire engine and doused the still-crackling monster with high-pressure hoses, finally bringing the farce to an end.
The negative fallout was not great, after all. The school had suffered no damage and no student had been hurt, so Ding Binggong quickly hushed it up before it could draw the attention of the board.
But you cannot do this again and again. This time Ding Binggong was truly furious. He stood up, walked to the window, pulled open the blinds, and looked down at the playground, only to be stunned by what he saw.
On such a vast playground it was usually hard to make out details, but by now no one was doing the school break exercises. The students had scattered into a wide circle, and in the center of that circle Ding Binggong spotted several burly street thugs, along with Zhong Yongliang and his gang and one student in school uniform...
Ding Binggong's cheek twitched, and he nearly lost his grip on the windowsill and toppled from the upper floor.
That was no firecracker but a gunshot. Seeing what was in Brother Black Panther's hand, Ding Binggong felt his heart nearly leap from his chest. Only after looking closely and confirming that the injured man was not a student of the school did he breathe a sigh of relief. With no time to think further, he grabbed the phone from his desk and rushed out of his office...
Gangsters causing trouble with a gun inside the school, once this blew up, it would be far beyond anything he could take responsibility for. Forget about applying for model high school status, even Ding Binggong himself would be packed off and out of a job.
Fortunately, for the moment there seemed to be no casualties, which eased Ding Binggong's mind a little. As he hurried downstairs, he ran straight into Wang Zhifeng rushing up. "Principal, this is bad, something terrible has happened..."
"I have already seen it. What is the situation now?" Ding Binggong waved his hand to cut off Wang Zhifeng's useless chatter and told him to get straight to the point.
"It looks like Zhong Yongliang brought in some people from the streets to make trouble for a student named Wei Zhao, but Wei Zhao knocked them flat. He himself seems to be fine," Wang Zhifeng explained concisely.
"Wei Zhao?" Ding Binggong felt the name sounded familiar.
"The student Director Chu introduced to us..." Wang Zhifeng reminded him.
"Ah, it is him." Ding Binggong started inwardly, thinking, thank goodness Wei Zhao was all right, otherwise the consequences would have been unthinkable. Hearing Wang Zhifeng's explanation, Ding Binggong felt less panicked. Street punks deserved whatever they got, as long as the student was safe, all was well.
The two hurried to the playground, only to see Qiu Lingshan escorting Wei Zhao onto a police car. A man of Ding Binggong's standing naturally knew Qiu Lingshan, and he stepped forward at once with a fawning smile. "Captain Qiu, why are you taking my student away?"