Chapter 1545: The students’ anger
Chapter 1545: The students’ anger
Morning.
Outside the auditorium.
Upon hearing the news, Dong Xuebing, who had just lit a cigarette and was about to find a place to sit, immediately changed his expression, his nerves suddenly tense.
"Hold on," Dong Xuebing called out to the few students.
"What's up?" the students turned to look at him.
Dong Xuebing's face was serious. "Are you sure it's Jiang Min, Teacher Jiang?"
A male student replied, "They just called her Teacher Jiang. Who are you?"
A female student added, "You must be Teacher Jiang's student. Only one Teacher Jiang teaches Advanced Mathematics in the Computer Science department."
With that, they hurried away. Many other students nearby overheard and rushed to the gate, forming a large crowd.
Dong Xuebing took a deep breath, flicked away his cigarette butt, and strode over.
Near the school gate.
Many people were gathered, forming several layers of circles. However, the crowd was relatively loose, and it was still possible to see what was happening inside. Dong Xuebing arrived relatively late. By the time he got there, hundreds of students and teachers were already at the scene, all chattering away. Some calmly watched the commotion inside, while others were angry, pointing at a car inside. Dong Xuebing saw a few blurry figures when he arrived, so he immediately pushed his way through and approached.
The scene was chaotic.
Many students were shouting.
"How can you drive like that?"
"Apologize to our teacher quickly!"
"We know you're a leader, but does that give you the right to hit someone?"
"If you don't apologize, don't even think about going in today!"
"Everyone, come and see. After hitting someone, they won't even get out of the car and want to drive in. Is this the kind of person we have here?"
The crowd was angry. Dozens of male and female students were blocking the front, preventing the car from moving.
Dong Xuebing noticed that these students were the ones he had just chatted with in the auditorium. They had all rushed over. Glancing to the side, he saw Lei Haidong and Zhao Mang standing there. Sun Ruhua was crouching down, supporting Teacher Jiang with another female student. Jiang Min was sitting on the ground, her high heels lying a meter away. Her black stockings were slightly worn, with dirt on them. It was visible to the naked eye that the damaged part of her stockings revealed bruising around her ankle, indicating either a fracture or a sprain. Jiang Min also had some dirt on her body, probably from falling. Fortunately, the fall wasn't severe. Dong Xuebing breathed a sigh of relief. When he first heard that Jiang Min had been hit, he was worried she might have been seriously injured or even killed on the spot. But after a silent moment, Dong Xuebing's anger surged again. His face turned cold, and he felt numb. He didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble always seemed to find him.
Sun Ruhua anxiously asked, "Teacher Jiang, how are you?"
Jiang Min waved her hand while still leaning on the ground. "I'm fine."
Zhao Mang was also angry. "How can you be fine? Your foot is swollen."
Jiang Min lowered her head and rubbed her ankle. Her face tightened instantly as if in pain. "Help me up." As soon as she tried to stand, she stumbled and sat back down.
A female student said, "It's a sprain."
Lei Haidong hurriedly picked up Teacher Jiang's high heels.
Don't look at Lei Haidong and the others' previous attitude towards Dong Xuebing, which was rather indifferent, as they didn't have such a deep relationship. However, it was different for Teacher Jiang. All three of them respected Jiang Min a lot. Just like the current students in Teacher Jiang's class, Jiang Min was a very responsible teacher with great personal charm. The students liked her a lot. So now, when Teacher Jiang got injured, her class students collectively blocked the road.
Teacher Jiang sat there, unable to get up.
When the students saw this, their emotions became even more agitated.
"Come out!"
"Hurry up!"
"Apologize to the teacher!"
This time, not only Teacher Jiang's students but many students and teachers from other university departments joined in the shouting. The nearly hundred voices were overwhelming.
It was an Audi A6, with only one person in the car, a middle-aged driver. He frowned, but his expression didn't change much. He just looked at the crowd in front of him, occasionally shaking his head, without saying anything or showing any intention of getting out of the car. Judging from his demeanor, he was probably a leader, and his rank was not small. Dong Xuebing immediately recognized it. The license plate number seemed to belong to the initial batch of Beijing provincial and City liaison offices. It was now called the Liaison Office in Beijing. This leader was probably an official from one of the provinces or cities below, and the liaison office sent the car after his flight to Beijing, which he drove himself to attend the school's anniversary celebration.
The leader's failure to come out further angered the students.
Bang! One of Teacher Jiang's students even went up and kicked the front of the Audi.
The middle-aged man in the car's face also darkened, and he exited the car, pulling open the door. "What are you doing?"
Several security guards, school teachers, and staff members rushed forward to prevent the students from doing anything impulsive and to protect the leader. "Everyone, back off! Back off!"
A tall student shouted, "Move aside!"
The security captain protecting the leader glared. "Who are you shouting at?"
The student fearlessly replied, "I'm shouting at you! Immediately have him apologize to my teacher!"
Instead of going over, Dong Xuebing looked at a student beside him and asked, "What's going on?"
The student pointed to the car. "Isn't it that Audi's fault? We were waiting outside with a bunch of students and a few teachers, as instructed by the school leaders, to welcome the guests, even with flowers. Then Audi came in. When it turned a corner, there was a blind spot. We thought he saw us and went up to prepare to greet him with flowers. We didn't expect the car not to stop and drove forward several meters before stopping. We dodged quickly, and nothing serious happened to us, but Teacher Jiang stumbled and was grazed by the car. Well, accidents like this are inevitable. There are probably hundreds of accidents and scrapes every day. It's nothing. But what's infuriating is that after hitting Teacher Jiang, he stopped for a few seconds, didn't even get out of the car, and just continued turning the steering wheel forward without asking how the person he hit was doing. Then, many of us students couldn't stand it anymore, went up, and blocked the road, forcing the Audi to stop. This jerk thinks he's great just because he's a leader!"
Dong Xuebing roughly understood. "What kind of leader is he?"
The person replied, "I checked the list of guests. I heard he's called Dong Quan, a Deputy mayor from Wuyang City, Jiangdong Province."
Jiangdong Province, Wuyang City.
Why did that sound familiar?
Dong Xuebing's eyes narrowed, and he finally remembered where he had seen the name Wuyang City. It was on the document sent by the petition office yesterday.