Chapter 36: A Person Has to Go Crazy
“Will it be okay if I ask for leave and go home?” Zhou Wanfeng looked at Zhu Junling’s anxious and worried expression, as if Liang Shuai were going to get revenge on him that afternoon.
Zhu Junling looked at the calm-faced Zhou Wanfeng, trying to make her understand. “Class president, did you hear what I said? This time it’s not just a few third-year students. There are social hooligans among the people who are coming this time. They’re different from students. No matter how tough you are, you can’t beat more than a dozen people.”
“If I hide at home this time, what about next time? If someone is determined to get revenge on you, they will never give up,” Zhou Wanfeng understood very well the kind of person who was consumed by anger and hatred. They would not rest until they had achieved their goal.
“Then let’s go to the teacher. Let’s tell the teacher,” Zhu Junling said. Time was ticking by, and he was really getting anxious.
“Will going to the teacher be useful, or will calling the police be useful?” Zhou Wanfeng asked.
Zhu Junling’s stiff brain finally started to work. “Right, right, call the police. Let’s call the police now.”
“The police will come and take away a group of people who are standing at the school gate, watching the students leave? At most, they’ll just disperse them,” Zhou Wanfeng said with a light laugh, looking at Zhu Junling. She finally understood why he had been so afraid of Peng Zhen and his group.
“Class president, you’re still laughing? What are you going to do? You’re not really going to fight them, are you?” Zhu Junling was so worried that he scratched his head with both hands.
“The one who holds a grudge against me is that Liang Shuai. The others are just accompanying him for fun. Zhu Junling, you remember this. The beginning of school bullying is always a group of people, a gang of people, looking for fun with one person. Telling the teacher, telling your parents, telling anyone, the actual problem is not solved. It might even anger them and turn the ‘looking for fun’ into deliberate making things difficult and bullying. If you tell the teacher, they’ll most likely just ask you, ‘Why are they only bullying you and not others?’ Because the ‘looking for fun’ at the beginning is just a test. If you silently endure it, you’ll become their exclusive target for fun.”
Zhou Wanfeng looked at Zhu Junling with a cold gaze, her eyes filled with an endless sharpness and fierceness. “If someone tries to find fun with me, I will definitely let them experience for themselves that finding fun with me is a troublesome thing. Fighting back, effectively fighting back, is the most direct way, more useful than finding a teacher or having your parents stand in front of you. If you hide behind someone, you’re still weak. You have to go crazy, go mad. Anyone on the street who sees a madman with a knife will be scared and back away. You have to fight back in that state. Avoiding it time and time again will never solve the problem.”
Zhu Junling understood very well. Zhou Wanfeng was telling him that if he encountered school bullying in the future, he had to know how to fight back and resist. But he still didn’t understand. “Don’t talk about what I should do. Just tell me what you’re going to do.”
“Go crazy,” Zhou Wanfeng sneered and turned to go back to the classroom.
She went back to the classroom and went straight to her seat with her test paper. Jiang Yi called her, but she said she wanted to do it herself. But when she returned to her seat, she held her pen for a long time without writing a single number.
The moment Zhu Junling came in, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Wanfeng in front. Ding Gaoming nudged him, but he impatiently pushed him away, as if afraid that if he looked away for a second, the class president would fly out of the classroom.
Mainly because he really couldn’t guess or understand what the class president was thinking.
Go crazy? What did that mean? Weren’t the things she had done before crazy? In Zhu Junling’s opinion, the class president, Zhou Wanfeng, hitting someone in class, running to a third-grade classroom to hit someone—all of it was truly crazy.
And she was going to go crazy again this time? How?
Zhu Junling almost scratched his scalp raw, but he still couldn’t figure it out.
Ding Gaoming looked at Zhu Junling, who had been acting strangely since he came back. He pulled on his arm, but he still looked impatient. He followed his gaze and saw… What’s he looking at the class president for?
Zhu Junling saw the class president, Zhou Wanfeng, stand up and walk out of the classroom. The next second, he immediately stood up to follow, but he didn’t expect the usually quiet Jiang Yi to grab him.
“What did you say to her outside?” Jiang Yi felt that something was not right.
Ding Gaoming also leaned over. The sharp-eyed and meticulous guy was looking here and there.
Zhu Junling held his head and cried out twice, then shouted at the two of them, “You guys come out.”
Jiang Yi went out of the classroom. Ding Gaoming pulled along Chen Yisen, who was bragging to someone.
Zhu Junling squatted against the wall, so worried that he couldn’t stop running his hands through his hair.
He looked up at the three tall figures. “All of you, squat down. You’re an eyesore.”
The three of them slowly squatted down. Jiang Yi urged him to hurry up and say it.
“After school this afternoon, Liang Shuai is bringing more than a dozen social hooligans to the school gate to corner the class president,” Zhu Junling said in a small voice, looking at the three of them.
Jiang Yi suddenly remembered what had happened last Saturday.
“How do you know?” Ding Gaoming was curious about Zhu Junling’s source of information.
Zhu Junling said uncomfortably, “I went out at noon, and Peng Zhen told me.”
“You’re still in contact with them?”
“No, really not. Peng Zhen just came over to tell me about this,” Zhu Junling said with a frown, explaining anxiously.
Chen Yisen glanced around. “Could it be a trap?”
Jiang Yi stood up. “It should be true.”
“You just went out to talk to the class president about this? Then did the class president say what to do?” Ding Gaoming looked at Zhu Junling with a worried expression.
“I said we should go to the teacher, or call the police. She said… go crazy?”
Zhou Wanfeng had left the classroom and gone straight to the political and educational affairs office.
Du Yong’an was in his office, writing work materials. Knock, knock, knock. He turned to look. Zhou Wanfeng had already come in.
She very impolitely pulled over the empty chair opposite him and sat down.
Du Yong’an was slightly taken aback. “Zhou Wanfeng?”
“Teacher, I think I should tell you about this in advance,” Zhou Wanfeng said with a calm expression. Du Yong’an looked at her and couldn’t guess what she needed to tell him.
“What is it?”
“Teacher, you have to accompany me home from school today.”
Zhou Wanfeng came out of the political and educational affairs office and went straight back to the classroom. From a distance, she could see Zhu Junling, Ding Gaoming, Chen Yisen, and even Jiang Yi, all busy dismantling mop heads.
Ding Gaoming was cutting the cloth strips with a utility knife, and Jiang Yi was helping to hold it down.
Zhu Junling and Chen Yisen were pulling and tugging.
“Get up,” Zhou Wanfeng said, waving them away. She took the mop and put it on the flowerbed outside, then stomped on it with a crack. The mop head and the handle were separated.
“Here.”
The four of them had been struggling, but it was no match for her one kick.
Zhou Wanfeng dusted off her hands and went back to the classroom.
Jiang Yi chased after her. “Zhou Wanfeng…”
“You guys are getting mop handles, preparing to help me fight after school?”
Jiang Yi nodded.
“Don’t bother. There won’t be a fight,” Zhou Wanfeng said, sitting down. She opened her pencil case. Inside was a fountain pen she had bought at the boutique before school started.
She took off the cap and started to do the previous test paper. The nib of the fountain pen was long, thin, and hard. Unfortunately, it was not custom-made. With a little force, the nib split, and the handwriting was distorted.
Jiang Yi wanted to ask why there wouldn’t be a fight, but the bell for class rang.
On Friday afternoon, there were only two classes before school was out. This was probably the advantage of a private school. However, First Grade, Class One and Class Two would stay for extra classes, and they also had classes on Saturday mornings.
As time went by, the few people sitting in the back row gradually became restless.
“Stop shaking your leg.”
“Don’t just talk about me. You’ve moved your chair seven or eight times already.”
When the bell for the end of the second period rang, the students in the class all cried out that school was out. The biology teacher happily left with his book. He never stayed an extra minute to lecture.
Zhu Junling and the others’ hearts were in their throats. They looked at each other, their gazes fixed on the few mop sticks in the cleaning corner at the back.
Zhou Wanfeng packed her bag. Jiang Yi had already gone over with his backpack.
“Zhou Wanfeng, let’s go together.”
“Not today. You, you, and you, all of you, stay in the classroom for half an hour before you go out. Don’t cause any trouble for me. This is my own business. I’ll handle it myself.”
“I won’t cause any trouble for you. I want to see how you handle it.”
“Me… us too.”
Zhou Wanfeng shot them a cold glance and left the classroom with her backpack.
On Friday after school, the students of all grades were rushing out of the school gate.
The entire main road was filled with students, their chatter making the air seem a little hotter.
Sure enough, when Zhou Wanfeng was some distance from the main gate, she saw a group of people who were particularly eye-catching. They were wearing brightly colored pants, tight and narrow tops, and their hair was very individualistic compared to normal.
Even a fool could see that this group of people had not come with good intentions.
Many people were blocking the school gate, not leaving, preparing to watch the show.
Among them, a student with sharp eyes immediately recognized Peng Zhen and Liang Shuai in the group.
The two of them were not wearing their school uniforms, and their image and temperament were a little different from before, so they almost didn’t recognize them.
“It’s Peng Zhen and Liang Shuai from the third grade. What are they doing?” two second-year boys stood to the side, not in a hurry to leave, wanting to stay and watch.
One of them pretended to turn back and muttered, “Can’t you see? Didn’t you see the group of people standing behind them? Do you think they’re here to see the scenery?”
“It’s obvious they’re here to cause trouble and corner someone.”
“Corner who?”
“Who else? Zhou Wanfeng from the first grade.”
“Damn, damn, speak of the devil and he shall appear. Look back, isn’t that Zhou Wanfeng?” the boy who was talking suddenly saw in the middle of the school’s main road, even though it was surrounded by students, Zhou Wanfeng’s personal temperament was too outstanding. Her sharp and fierce presence made her stand out in the crowd.
She wasn’t walking on the side, but right in the middle.
“Damn, damn, that group of people are all standing up. They’ve seen her too. It’s really Zhou Wanfeng they’re after,” the boy said, shaking his companion’s arm. The people who had been squatting, sitting, and leaning at the school gate were now all standing up.
More than a dozen people stood in a group, and the visual pressure made many of the surrounding students immediately disperse.
Many of those who had been watching also quickly retreated, standing at a distance to watch, but they were not willing to leave.
Some were smoking, some were chewing bubble gum. With a point of Liang Shuai’s finger, the group of people all looked at the approaching Zhou Wanfeng.
Zhou Wanfeng also saw the group of people at the gate. Not far behind her, Ding Gaoming saw them and immediately turned and ran back to the classroom to get a stick.
She walked to the gate and stopped. A man with five, six, seven, eight earrings, about in his early twenties, had a tattoo on his ear that extended down his neck and into his clothes. He was standing sideways, his head tilted, pinching a cigarette between his thumb and forefinger.
Seeing Zhou Wanfeng standing still, Brother Hao raised his chin and asked Peng Zhen and Liang Shuai, “Is it her?”
Peng Zhen said nothing, his eyes downcast. Liang Shuai took two steps forward and said in a rough voice, “It’s her.”
“Hey, little sister, come over and chat for a bit,” Brother Hao said, beckoning to Zhou Wanfeng.
Zhou Wanfeng stood motionless, her eyes cold. She glanced at Peng Zhen and Liang Shuai, then her gaze fell on the man with the earrings. She sneered, “Last time it was after school at night, and you found eight people. This time it’s more than a dozen, and you’re cornering me at the school gate in broad daylight?”
With that, she threw her backpack to the side of the gatehouse.
The guard at the gatehouse saw that something was not right at the school gate and quickly called the school to report the situation.
“…A group of people have come to the school gate. They look like they’re here to cause trouble. There are about a dozen of them…” Before he could finish, there was a sudden commotion at the school gate.
“Ahhh, a fight has broken out! A fight has broken out!” With the shouts, a fight broke out outside.
Zhou Wanfeng threw her backpack and charged straight at them.
Brother Hao and Liang Shuai didn’t even react. Zhou Wanfeng, seeing so many of them, not only didn’t hide, but she f*cking went straight at them. She really had guts.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and only then did they start to react.
But Zhou Wanfeng had already charged up to them. Her target was Peng Zhen. Like a whip, her hands suddenly pressed down on Peng Zhen’s shoulders, slid down his arms, and with a twist, her elbows turned inwards, and she quickly spun around.
Peng Zhen only felt his vision flip, the world turn upside down, and a cold voice in his ear, very small and light, “Lie down. Play dead.”
It was like he was hallucinating. In an instant, Peng Zhen’s shoulder hit the ground hard. He let out a muffled groan and curled up on the ground in pain. The moment he understood Zhou Wanfeng’s words, his heart was filled with shock.
He looked up, only to see Zhou Wanfeng surrounded by their people…