Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

While he and Sun Wensheng were chatting heatedly, the door of the office was pushed open by Principal Wang.

Lao Mao's father turned to look at the two people who walked in in surprise, and quickly stood up to say hello to Principal Wang. After seeing Jiang Shan's methods, he could no longer bear to face the tortured Principal with a dark face.

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The roles were reversed, and he was suppressed by Jiangshan. Wang Xiao was very angry, and his face naturally did not look good. He sat on the chair beside him angrily, and said to Old Mao's father: "I'll bring you something."

Yes, you two can talk."

It seemed like a negotiation. Before Old Mao's father could come to his senses, Jiang Shan sat down on his desk carelessly.

"You don't need to thank me. I'm helping you educate your son. It's just a small task. Considering it's a bit heavy handed, well... I'll take care of the medical expenses. It doesn't matter what the school does with me."

"You helped me educate my son? You were beating my son so hard that he was hospitalized. That was..."

"Don't you think I'm helping you?" Jiang Shan lowered his face with disdain and asked with a sneer.

"Don't you know your son's virtues in your own mind? Do you think a son like this will be beaten to death if he leaves your protection and the arms of his mother?"

Jiang Shan was stunned when he asked. Lao Mao's father looked at Jiang Shan in astonishment.

"You don't even know how to observe people's emotions and figure out the situation. Who does your son look like? Silly Li Kui! If you don't teach him a lesson and make him more discerning, he will be nothing more than a weapon for others when he enters the society."

"So, the current disadvantage is actually to make them mature earlier, you know? As a father, you feel sorry for your son, I understand. Feeling sorry for him does not mean doting on him, and letting him go along with everything. Let him suffer more frustrations.

, blow, so that he can live a better life in the future. Do you understand?"

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Lao Mao's father, whose face was full of excitement, kept shaking Jiang Shan's hand. For nearly twenty minutes, Jiang Shan gave a eloquent speech, seriously agreeing with what Lao Mao's father said, and expressing his disapproval of Jiang Shan's violent beating of his son.

Behavior, support with hands and feet.

"As teachers, you should think more about these deeper things. I think Jiang Dashan is definitely a good student who is willing to help others. Maybe your education methods are too extreme..."

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After sending away Lao Mao's parents, in the end, the school gave Jiang Shan a warning. As for the cost of hospitalization, despite Jiang Shan's insistence several times, Lao Mao's father refused.

This small amount of money for medical treatment is just a drop in the bucket for these wealthy families.

Sun Wensheng looked at Jiang Shan dumbfounded and clapped his hands: "Okay, the principal made you angry and ran away. The parents of the students who were beaten were also moved by what you said and left, and they thanked you a lot."

Jiang Shan leaned back in his chair without paying much attention and said seriously: "What I said is true. Don't you think what I said makes sense?"

"Shit...you hit someone, are you still reasonable?" Sun Wensheng laughed angrily and glanced at Jiangshan.

Jiang Shan smoked a cigarette calmly: "You haven't seen the essential thing. It's a blessing in disguise! If you think about it, if Lao Mao gets beaten a few more times, it will definitely make him restrain himself a lot in the future. Even if he enters society,

It will also save his parents a lot of worry."

"You are great, aren't you?" "Not great, it's just a matter of effort, and you just follow the trend. Compared to the two of you who squeezed students' pocket money, I really feel that I am much taller."

"You..." The two of them didn't expect Jiang Shan to reveal it to their face so shamelessly.

After regaining his composure, Sun Wensheng coughed and quickly changed the subject: "Stop interfering, let's talk about it... what are your plans?" For Jiang Shan's violent beating of the principal's driver, School Wang actually blamed himself and Lao Zhang.

Sun Wensheng kept rubbing his brows. What you, the principal, cannot solve, arrange it for two teachers...

"Same, just give him the medical expenses." Jiang Shan said calmly, holding his arms.

"It's okay. I'm going back. It's almost time to eat."

The unconcerned look gave Zhang Jingquan and Sun Wensheng a big headache. If this continues... there may be many troubles in the future.

Looking at each other, Zhang Jingquan cleared his throat, looked at Jiang Shan seriously and asked: "You... what do you think of Wu Gui at school?"

"Don't ask me, I just came here on my first day." Jiang Shan saw through the intrigue between the two at a glance, said it calmly without looking back, opened the door and left.

"This guy...isn't going to take it anymore?" Sun Wensheng kept rubbing his hands.

"It's okay. Let's talk to Wu Gui. If Wu Gui can manage the students in the school with him, we can avoid future troubles and improve discipline." After all, Jiang Shan is ruthless and ruthless.

Both teachers have seen the method before.

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On the way to the canteen for dinner, Geng Shuai and others gathered around Jiang Shan and joked with a smile: "Brother Jiang, will you still order all the dishes tonight? If you keep eating like this, you will be a loser in a few days."

You know, the price of food in the school cafeteria is definitely a bit more expensive than the price of food in ordinary small hotels outside. Even for people with good family conditions, no one can afford to spend so much money every day. They can't afford it.

"Making fun of me?" Jiang Shan grinned softly.

"Jealousy or envy... We have never done anything so awesome, nor have we ever had such an idea. Brother Jiang is still pursuing something." Geng Shuai joked with a smile.

He shrugged and smiled calmly: "It's okay... I'll just treat you to a meal."

I originally thought it was a joke, but who would have thought that Jiang Shan really called out to everyone in the dormitory, ordered a set of all the dishes in front of the window, and took one side to everyone in the dormitory.

On the contrary, Jiang Shan himself casually sat down at the empty table, nibbling on steamed buns and eating stir-fried stir-fries.

"Alone?" Liu Yaqi sat across from Jiang Shan holding a dinner plate.

Looking up at her, Jiang Shan curled his lips and still ate his meal without saying a word.

"You...why don't you speak?"

"Can't you shut your mouth when you eat?"

Liu Yaqi couldn't wait to rush up and give Jiangshan a hard slap. This arrogant and rude boy actually ignored her.

Liu Yaqi, who was surrounded by people all day long, flattering and praising her, was not used to Jiang Shan's insipid attitude towards her. She snorted angrily: "Can I eat your food?" She wanted to use this to get closer to Jiang Shan.

, implicitly showing closeness to him, which made him feel confused. Who would have known that Jiang Shan's response would be strangely dull.

"You can buy whatever you want." Jiang Shan reached out and took out a red banknote from his pocket and threw it in front of Liu Yaqi without raising his head.

The feeling was as refreshing as paying for the work, without any sloppiness.

"You...grandma's..." Liu Yaqi's little face turned red with anger, she kept stamping her two little feet, and muttered angrily at Jiangshan. Where are you sending the beggars? Can't you eat?

Are you looking for food in the cafeteria? A hundred yuan was thrown at me, which is simply humiliating!

Jiang Shan, who was chewing the steamed bun, raised his eyes and rolled his eyes at Liu Yaqi, then took a deep breath: "Do you dare to scold me again?"

Her mouth was full of chewed-up steamed bun residue, and her words were slurred. Liu Yaqi listened carefully and pondered for a long time before she understood.

"Tch...your grandma..." she just said.

"Pfft..." A big mouthful of steamed bun crumbs and saliva sprayed all over Liu Yaqi's face.

"It's shameful to waste food... But you scolding me makes me more unhappy than wasting food." Jiang Shan raised his eyebrows and said, tilted his head, picked up the hundred-yuan bill in front of the table, and handed it to the brother in the dormitory behind him: "One person

A bottle of drink, bring me one."