Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 522 - 521 Kidnapping

Chapter 522: Chapter 521 Kidnapping

Dong Hui was flushed with excitement, vigorously patting the staff member’s shoulder and laughing, "Well done!"

The staff member chuckled, "Principal, where shall we go first?"

"This..." Dong Hui suddenly hesitated; he couldn’t afford to offend any of these big shots from the three schools. Indeed, deciding where to go first was a problem.

Before Dong Hui could figure it out, another staff member came sprinting from afar, running and shouting, "Principal, Principal!"

"Damn it, don’t tell me another university principal has come to invite Su Yang to teach!" Principal Zhou shouted first, almost on the verge of collapse.

"No!" The staff member waved his hands, "It’s bad, Principal, something’s happened, something’s happened!"

"What... what’s happened..." Dong Hui’s lips trembled; could it be that the people from Jinghua University and Huaxia Medical University had started fighting? And now, there was an incident?

This staff member ran up to Dong Hui, gasping for breath, "Huff, huff, just now... just now, huff, people from the Huaxia Music Conservatory, huff, upon hearing the commotion over by the meeting room, went... went over to have a look. And now... now the folks from the three schools are causing even more of a commotion in the meeting room."

"Go to hell!" Principal Zhou couldn’t help but curse, his ears perked up, still hoping for some good news. But this? Are you fucking kidding me?

Dong Hui’s smile was so wide his mouth could barely close. What kind of trouble was this? The more chaos there was, the more it proved how in demand Su Yang was, and how it could make their No. 7 Middle School shine. And for him as the principal, this would make his face all the brighter!

"Principal, shall we go over there first?" one of the staff members tentatively suggested, "They’re making a huge ruckus over there, and if we’re late and something else happens, that could be troublesome!"

"Exactly, exactly, we should hurry over and deal with this," Dong Hui turned to Principal Zhou, smiling, "Principal Zhou, shall we go together?"

"Why the hell would I go!" Principal Zhou replied irritably, "Maybe all those coming are scammers, all fake. You can be fooled on your own, but if I get tricked along with you, wouldn’t that be a huge embarrassment?"

As Principal Zhou said this, he actually knew very well. These people might not recognize the principals of those famous universities, but the directors and deputy directors of the city education bureau, they certainly would.

Could the people they brought be fake? Moreover, this involved the provincial education department; there could be no mistake.

And then there were those two big stars, who were surely recognizable figures.

So, it could be very certain that the principals from the three famous schools were definitely not fakes.

But the problem was, if Principal Zhou went there now, he could only watch the people from the three prestigious schools trying to take Su Yang away, only see Dong Hui in high spirits. Going there himself would be purely embarrassing, which of course he would not do.

Dong Hui would not let Principal Zhou off the hook. He smiled slightly, "Principal Zhou, people from the provincial education department and the city education bureau have all arrived; there’s definitely no mistake. But since you are here, and they have come, if you aren’t willing to even say hello, that would be problematic if people found out, wouldn’t it?"

Principal Zhou’s expression changed; yes, that was indeed a problem.

Three prestigious schools, two celebrities, and the Provincial Department of Education—these were all too distant for him, irrelevant to whether he visited them or not. However, the City Education Bureau was a different story, as they were his direct supervisors. He was, after all, the vice-principal of the No. 3 Middle School; if people found out he was at No. 7 Middle School without even saying hello, how would he explain himself later?

Watching the smug smile on Dong Hui’s face, Principal Zhou looked extremely displeased. He knew that his visit this time would undoubtedly result in humiliation. But could he not go?

Taking a deep breath, Principal Zhou gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I’ll go with you. But when we run into scammers, Dong Hui, don’t blame me for not warning you!"

"Thank you very much for that." Dong Hui smiled triumphantly and turned to Su Yang, bowing respectfully, "Master Su, do you have time? Shall we... shall we go and meet them now?"

"That would be good!" Su Yang nodded, clueless about what these people were up to and why they had suddenly come to invite him to teach. Yet, since they were here, he felt he ought to meet them no matter what.

Dong Hui, with a nod and a bow, led Su Yang to the conference room. Meanwhile, the students present fell into a dead silence.

Everyone was stunned; the events that had unfolded surpassed their imaginations, leaving them utterly perplexed.

After quite some time, it was Zhao Qiupeng who first snapped out of it, laughing heartily, "Good, this is just too good, too awesome. Princpals from Jinghua University, Huaxia Medical University, and Huaxia Music Conservatory all personally came to invite Su Yang to teach at their schools. I wonder, compared to your seventeen direct admission slots, which one is more impressive?"

The crowd at No. 7 Middle School burst into cheers, extremely excited, as the gloominess was swept away, replaced by boundless excitement and pride.

As Zhao Qiupeng said, an invitation from any one of those three universities was much stronger than seventeen direct admission slots.

More importantly, they were not inviting Su Yang to study but to teach, which made for a completely different concept.

A student from No. 7 Middle School could teach at these three prestigious institutions. In contrast, not one of the seventeen directly admitted from No. 3 Middle School could enter any of these universities—how could these even be compared?

"Come on, why so silent? Weren’t you from No. 3 Middle School showing off just a moment ago? Why the silence now?"

"Oh, seventeen direct admission slots, tsk tsk, such a big deal, huh? Any of your directly admitted students are going to be taught by Su Yang?"

"Comparing yourselves to us at No. 7 Middle School? Sure, we may not have direct admission slots, but we produce professors. No matter how many of you get directly admitted, at the end of the day, you’re still just students. Can you compare to our professors?"

"With the way things are, are you still going to hold a summary meeting for us? How about, instead, you call back your seniors and hold a summary meeting where you all come and listen to us, how’s that?"

"We can give you a discount on the registration fee, just 100,000 per person would be fine!"

"100,000 is a great deal, after all, being invited to become a professor at these three prestigious schools while still in high school is unprecedented. Such experience is worth a thousand, no, a million times more than your study methods, isn’t it?"

The students of No. 7 Middle School couldn’t stop their peals of laughter, while the faces of those from No. 3 Middle School were turning a deep shade of green.

Suddenly, the student with acne clenched his teeth and said, "What’s there to be smug about? Who knows what methods Su Yang used or how much money he spent to hire these actors? Does he even have any real talent or knowledge?"