A crazy beauty has an island, and a powerful figure from that era dotes on her.

Especially the older teachers, they had seen plenty of naughty and unruly students, but they had rarely seen anyone as unruly as Jian Qingyi, who dared to confront the principal to his face.

"Zhong Xiaorong, what are you five pretending to be dead for? You have the guts to provoke us, but not the guts to admit defeat, right?" Jian Qingyi turned her head to look at the line of Class 2, Grade 12, her tone mocking.

The people below were as quiet as chickens.

There was absolutely no intention of going on stage.

“Zhong Xiaorong, Jiang Xiyu, Bu Qinlan, Hong Xiangru, Bing Jing, you guys are nothing special! You act all high and mighty at school every day, but in the end…”

Jian Qingyi scoffed, "A bunch of sore losers!"

"You really are a disgrace to your ancestors for eighteen generations."

"If your ancestors knew how shameless their descendants were, do you think they would regret not physically castrating themselves before getting married?"

"After all, becoming a eunuch only means having no descendants, but being your ancestor is pitiful. Even after being dead for hundreds or thousands of years, people still drag your corpse out and whip it."

Jian Qingyi clicked her tongue twice in utter sarcasm.

"Jian Qingyi, shut up!" Zhong Xiaorong was the first to rush onto the stage.

Then there's Jiang Xiyu with short hair.

The other three girls followed suit and went up on stage.

Judging from the way those people rolled up their sleeves, you could tell they were up to no good.

The principal, standing to the side, made no attempt to stop it.

The audience below couldn't help but feel a little worried for Jian Qingyi.

Zhang Xiaomei and Zheng Rui, fearing that Jian Qingyi would be taken advantage of, disregarded their fear and rushed onto the stage.

Seeing Zhong Xiaorong, who was at the forefront, raise her hand towards Jian Qingyi, Jian Qingyi remained motionless as if she had been frightened.

Everyone's hearts jumped into their throats.

Little did they know, Jian Qingyi's stillness wasn't due to being terrified, but rather because she was struggling with how to deflect the palm strike in a way that would seem more convincing.

after all……

In terms of assigning responsibility, there is a significant difference between acting first and acting later.

Because striking first can be seen as provocation or aggression, even if the person who strikes second injures or maims the person who strikes first, it may still be considered self-defense or excessive self-defense.

She was a frail, helpless little girl who was slapped in the face. Was it too much for her to put up a little resistance?

It's not uncommon for a group of people to gang up on a little girl and then accidentally injure a teammate, is it?

Sensing the approaching palm strike, Jian Qingyi was just about to turn her head to dodge...

Suddenly, a large, well-defined hand firmly grasped Zhong Xiaorong's outstretched hand, and with a gentle push, Zhong Xiaorong flew out like a rag doll.

The person beside her was very tall; Jian Qingyi, who was 1.62 meters tall, only reached his shoulder.

Jian Qingyi was slightly taken aback.

They watched helplessly as Zhong Xiaorong landed two or three meters away.

The other four girls, who were eager to fight, dared not move at this moment.

Seeing his little niece suffer a loss, the principal originally wanted to go up, but when his eyes fell on the man's two bars and four stars on his shoulder, he froze on the spot.

"Yi Yi, are you alright?" A man in olive green pulled Jian Qingyi over and looked her up and down anxiously.

"Big brother, why are you back? Are you back on business?" Hearing the familiar voice, Jian Qingyi looked up and met Jian Yiwei's honest and straightforward face.

Jian Yiwei subconsciously looked at the man standing to Jian Qingyi's left.

Last night, before lights out, he suddenly received a mission, saying that he had to go to the South City today. He was told to leave before 5 a.m., but he didn't know what the mission was.

Jian Qingyi followed Jian Yiwei's gaze and realized that the man beside her was...

"Hello, political commissar!"

A man's tall, upright figure and stern eyes always give people an inexplicable sense of pressure.

He didn't even need to say a word; just standing there, he exuded an aura of power.

It gives those around him the illusion that he is inferior to them.

Even though she was used to big occasions, Jian Qingyi still couldn't help but feel a little nervous when facing him.

Zhang Xiaomei and Zheng Rui, who had just run to the foot of the flagpole, were so frightened that they immediately shrank back into the queue.

"They didn't hurt you, did they?" Noticing Jian Qingyi's nervousness, Lu Yujing's usually cold voice softened a bit.

"No!" Jian Qingyi shook her head slightly, her attitude respectful yet distant.

There was absolutely no sense of ease or comfort when facing Chien Yi-wei.

"Do they often bully you?" Lu Yujing glanced indifferently at the group of people who were already trembling with fear.

Zhong Xiaorong, who had just gotten up from the ground, was so frightened that she trembled all over.

"Comrade, it's all a misunderstanding, it's just a few children..." The principal stepped forward, forcing himself to speak.

"Did I ask you?" Lu Yujing's voice was very soft, but his tone was extremely arrogant.

The principal's heart skipped a beat, and he dared not utter another word.

"Yiyi, tell your older brother, do they often bully you?" Jian Yiwei asked with a pained expression.

"No! I just made a bet with a few of them, and they refused to admit they lost. We had a few words exchanged, but no one bullied me." Although Jian Qingyi didn't have much contact with soldiers, she knew they were very disciplined.

Jian Yiwei had finally found a promising leader, and she couldn't let him down.

"Brother, you and the political commissar can go about your business."

"Yes! The children just had a few words to say." The principal said apologetically from the side.

"Do you think I'm blind?" Jian Yiwei retorted angrily.

“She slapped my little sister across the face, and you’re telling me she just had a few words in a fight? Does she think she can talk?

The principal wiped the sweat from his forehead and dared not say another word.

"Big brother." Jian Qingyi secretly tugged at Jian Yiwei's sleeve, signaling him to calm down.

His boss is still here!

If you leave a bad impression on your boss...

Jian Qingyi has a headache.

"Yiyi, don't be afraid of them. Your big brother is here. No one can bully you." Jian Yiwei patted Jian Qingyi's arm reassuringly.

Jian Qingyi smiled bitterly to herself.

"Brother, big brother, she's not afraid! She's not afraid at all!"

If they hadn't suddenly appeared, those girls might already be lying on the ground looking for their teeth.

"Yiyi, your older brother is right. With me and your older brother here, no one can bully you." Lu Yujing didn't show it on his face, but he was furious inside.

He usually seems like a blockhead, but now he's surprisingly eloquent.

He'd already said all the nice things, what was he going to say?!

Hearing Lu Yujing say this, Jian Qingyi felt a little relieved.

If her actions were to affect Jian Yiwei's future, not only would the original owner of this body crawl out from underground and strangle her, but she herself would also feel guilty.

Upon hearing this, the girls in Class 2 of Senior Three turned pale and trembled like leaves.

Large beads of cold sweat poured from the principal's forehead.

Knowing that he couldn't get away with this today, the principal gave Zhong Xiaorong a deep look.

Zhong Xiaorong's eyes suddenly reddened. After hesitating for two seconds, she knelt down with a thud.

Then came the girl with short hair, and then...

Five girls knelt in a row.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

"Wang Wang Wang..."