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The dean looked serious.

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhou Xing didn't say a word. He couldn't guarantee it before, but now he can basically be sure that the dean definitely knows something, but he didn't care about it at all.

Maybe he, for his own sake...

The instructors will also be strongly encouraged to do this, and they will work together (yi qi) with them. They don't have enough confidence. Where does a person like Huang Hui get the courage to deal with freshmen.

Aren't you afraid that the new students will completely rebel and make a fuss?

Zhou Xing had no contact with the dean in his previous life, so he didn't know much about him.

After a little contact now, I realized that this old thing is not a good person.

Compared with Huang Hui's blatant and blatant, his kind is the real cannibalism.

"If the school can thoroughly investigate the instructor team and strictly screen personnel, I am willing to add another 500 million, a total of 1000 million, donated to the school for free, and I will not ask any questions about how the school will use it."

Zhou Xing said.

"1000 million!"

The dean's eyes flickered, and he was obviously moved, but he finally calmed down.

"Even if there is no donation for the instructor, don't worry... I will report it to the school and deal with it. This is related to all new students, as well as our school's teaching philosophy. He must not be allowed to appear any questions."

The dean said righteously: "As the dean, this is my duty. I cannot let any scum harm our new students."

"Ugh........"

Suddenly.

The dean sighed: "I'm ashamed to say it, but it should have been my responsibility for such a thing to happen."

"I absolutely cannot let this unhealthy wind continue to blow."

The dean hypocritically said: "It's just that... the instructor team is directly handled by the school. As the dean, I don't have any right to interfere. I don't know if it will take a long time to get results."

"Student Zhou, although you are willing to donate 1000 million yuan free of charge, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the school. After all, there are too few students who care about the school like you."

The dean sighed again: "Unfortunately... this number seems to be very large, but for the whole school, it is nothing more than a drop in the bucket, and it will not attract any attention from the school, otherwise you can take the opportunity to propose some Regarding the matter of the instructor team, they must be able to deal with it immediately."

"Oh?"

Zhou Xing crossed his legs and slumped on the sofa: "Then Dean... How much do I need to donate to attract the attention of the school and rectify the instructor team?"

He had a smile on his face, but his eyes were cold.

This dean... has an appetite beyond his imagination, and he is simply insatiable.

His patience has been completely exhausted.

The dean pretended to ponder for a while, then shook his head and said, "You shouldn't be responsible for this. After all, this is the responsibility of the school."

"Student Zhou, don't worry, even if it takes a long time, I will report it to the school."

"The instructor team will definitely carry out rectification, and return all your freshmen to a bright future."

Zhou Xing laughed, the dean's official accent was superb and consummate.

When he goes to rectify, it is estimated that there will be no news until he graduates from university.

"fine."

Zhou Xing waved his hand and said, "Dean, you can say whatever you want, whether I can bear the amount or not is up to me to decide."

Hearing this, the dean couldn't restrain the joy in his heart even though he was an old man. The muscles on his face moved, and then he opened his palm: "5000 million, I guess it's almost the same."

Zhou Xing's complexion darkened instantly when he heard this, and he quickly got up, stepped on the coffee table, and grabbed the dean by the collar.

His eyes were icy cold.

"Old miscellaneous hair, did I give you face?"

Chapter 55 Let's see who gets out first

"Insatiable old miscellaneous hair, if you give you some color, you can open a dyeing workshop."

"Think everyone is so stupid, being played around by you?"

"Do you really think I have no temper?"

Zhou Xing grabbed the opponent's collar and pulled hard.

The dean who was sitting there staggered immediately and almost fell to the ground, in a state of embarrassment.

He didn't want to be like this.

Corruption on campus, arbitrariness of instructors...

These basically have nothing to do with him.

The implications are too complicated.

But the face of the dean really made him a little bit uncomfortable.

Huang Hui is certainly hateful.

All he could do was to bully freshmen during military training.

But the greasy middle-aged man in front of him is the dean of one party, and he manages the entire music department with tens of thousands of students.

His every move, every word and deed is closely related to the students.

In his position, but not seeking his job.

A vegetarian meal!

He doesn't think about how to benefit the students, and his mind is full of filth and filth, how to make money.

This kind of person is completely a cancer in the school.

In real life, there are already enough injustices.

The other party is a teacher, but he still stretches out his hand to the students, adding countless stench to this ivory tower.

Even Zhou Xing, who has been a human being in two lifetimes, can't be indifferent to this kind of person.

Anger was raging in my heart.

The dean also did not expect that Zhou Xinghui would suddenly explode.

After reacting, he tried his best to struggle away.

But as he is getting older, he does not exercise on weekdays, and is addicted to wine, sex and wealth, so how can he be Zhou Xing's opponent who is young and victorious.

With all his strength, Zhou Xing's hand was like an iron hoop, firmly grasping his collar, not moving at all.

The dean's face flushed red, but it was of no avail.

"presumptuous!"

His complexion quickly darkened, he slapped the sofa, and said angrily: "I am your dean, and as a student, not only did you not respect your teacher at all, but you dared to do something to me. Your behavior is extremely bad. I must report to the school and give you punishment!"

"Just you?"

After Zhou Xing heard this, he said with a sarcasm, "Being a model teacher, you are still in a high position."

"The instructor team wantonly bullies the freshmen. You turn a deaf ear to it and indulge the lower class. You don't seek the well-being of the students, but only think about how to collect money."

Zhou Xing patted the dean's face: "I really thought I didn't know what you were planning, and you really dared to ask, I'll give you 5000 million, do you have the ability to eat it?"

"I'm not afraid of bursting my stomach!"

When the dean heard this, his complexion changed for a while.

His expression gradually calmed down, and he let out a long sigh: "Student Zhou, is there some misunderstanding between us?"

"The 5000 million I proposed is just to help you solve your appeal."

"After all, this is a donation, and the school is responsible for it from beginning to end, and has nothing to do with me."

The dean said earnestly: "As a freshman, how can I profit from you? As the dean, it is my duty to solve problems for students."

"I don't hide anything about the instructor team. It's not that I don't want to take care of it. There is really nothing I can do. I also feel deeply guilty about this, and I promised you that I will definitely report it to the school. As for whether they will deal with it or not. How long, I'm just a dean, and I really don't have the ability to solve it."

"Besides, it's your freedom to donate or not. I have no right to interfere. From the beginning to the end, it's up to you to make your appeal. I just try to solve it for you. It's impossible for you to make a donation."

The dean took a deep breath, and then said: "Of course, I am also responsible for this matter. It may be that what I said was not right and you misunderstood it, which caused you to be so angry. It is normal for young people to be angry. I’m also someone who has been there, so I can understand.”

"If there is any misunderstanding, let's sit down and talk slowly."

"You let go first... If the donation doesn't work, let's think of other ways together, what do you think?"

Zhou Xing looked at the dean performing there, but he sneered: "Misunderstanding?"

As expected of someone who has been the dean for so many years, his Tai Chi can be described as superb.

There was no question at all in the words.

People who are inexperienced may even wonder if they really misunderstood the other party.

But he...

Not so gullible.

"You haven't learned the dean's duty. You are very good at shirking responsibility. Ordinary people may be fooled by you after hearing what you say."

"Zhou Xing!"

The dean saw that his words had no effect on Zhou Xing, and his expression was a little sullen, and his tone became more serious: "Do you know what you are doing now, and what are the consequences of this matter?"

"Break into the dean's office and do something to me. I am your dean, and I can also be regarded as your teacher. These are enough to give you a serious demerit and even expel me!"

"Your parents let you come to school to let you learn, not to be disrespectful to the teacher here and act recklessly."

After the dean finished speaking, he persuaded earnestly: "If you let go now, I can let you go, young people will make mistakes, especially you as a freshman, these are normal. But if you are stubborn, then don't blame me It's being dealt with seriously!"

"You don't want your parents to see you being fired, or even have a criminal record!"

Zhou Xing narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's not good to be soft, now it's time to be hard!"

"Zhou Xing, don't go astray!"

The dean's face sank again, and he lost his patience: "I'm warning you now..."

The words are not over yet.

Then he realized that Zhou Xing clenched his fist and kept zooming in front of him.

Finally, it hit him hard in the face.

Click.

The bridge of the nose is broken.

Blood rushes.

The dean let out a pitiful scream like killing a pig. He didn't expect that Zhou Xing would actually dare to attack him.

He clutched his nose, blood flowed from his hands, the severe pain almost made him extremely angry, and the hand that pointed at Zhou Xing was trembling.

"How dare you touch the teacher!"

"Students like you who are lawless, deceitful, and have no respect for teachers and ethics are not worthy of staying in our school!"

"I'm going to expel you, leaving people like you in the school will only discredit the school!"

The dean was furious: "I will call the police and make you punished by the law. Let's see if there is another school in your future that will admit a scum like you!"

"security guard!"

The dean shouted: "Come on!"

"Snapped!"

Zhou Xing slapped the dean's words back.

His eyes were sharp, to the point where this guy actually wanted to threaten others, treating them as three-year-olds.

Zhou Xing pushed it casually, and the dean fell to the ground like throwing garbage.

He was panting heavily, dripping with blood, and looked extremely hideous.

Zhou Xing tidied up his clothes, and after confirming that there was no blood stain, he sat down on the sofa calmly and looked at the other party calmly: "Let me introduce myself again, my name is Zhou Xing, and my dad's name is Zhou Jianping."