Chapter 26: Principal Ye

  Bang!

  The bald boy's face changed, and he threw his utensils on the table. A crisp sound drew people's attention. The bald boy's face slightly changed, then quickly said: "Zhao Heng, don't be shameless! If I see you with Du Ziyuan again, I won't let you off, and Third Young Master won't either!"

  "Did you hear?"

  As he spoke, he suddenly pushed Zhao Heng hard, but unexpectedly, Zhao Heng was as still as a stone, and then the latter shifted his shoulder, causing the bald-headed boy to stumble backward from the force. He gave Zhao Heng a venomous look, his eyes full of warning, before turning around and leaving with a cold snort just before the school leaders arrived.

  Zhao Heng shook his head and smiled as he watched him walk away, muttering to himself: "A poor kid with no power or influence... what a big mouth!" As he said this, he looked up at Ding Lingling and the others, only to see four or five tall girls carrying handbags walking away one after another. Before leaving, they even gave Zhao Heng a cold glance.

  "Heng ge, that bald guy is Ding Lingling's pursuer."

  Song Qingguan thought for a while and finally remembered who the person was, lowering his voice to add: "He seems to be called Tu Honggang, a sophomore at Hua Hai University with a football specialty, playing football with great skill, winning many honors, and is a treasure of Hua Hai University. I met him at a gathering before and also heard people talk about him."

  "But I didn't talk to him, all I know is that he's one of Ding Lingling's pursuers."

  Qiao Pangzi suddenly enlightened and let out a sound, then his eyes burst forth with a bright light: "Don't worry about who he is for now, Boss. Tell me about your past life and present life with Du Ziyuan and Ding Lingling. It seems that you didn't brag last time, I really admire you, Nuo. Say, how did Du Ziyuan hug you?"

  "Immature!"

  Zhao Heng glared at Qiao Baozi with a bad temper, originally not wanting to satisfy their curiosity, but worried that the two would be embarrassed when they met Ding Lingling in the future. So he briefly told them about what happened on the train, and the two listened with wide eyes, slapping their thighs and exclaiming "Fantastic!" They never expected that Zhao Heng had such an extraordinary encounter, no, romantic encounter on the train.

  Then, in the gossip circle, Qiao Baozi revealed his true nature and shouted injustice: "So that's it! It seems that Ding Lingling is really hateful. You did a good deed and still need to investigate your notice, and you need to be warned to stay away from Du Ziyuan. No wonder there are fewer good people in this world. Boss, I think we should just take down Du Ziyuan directly."

  "Blind her with facts."

  Song Qing hesitated for a moment, wanting to advise but ultimately gritted his teeth and agreed: "Right, let's fight for one mouthful of air and offer incense to the Buddha. Let's take down Du Ziyuan and make Ding Lingling angry to death. Although the Ding family is powerful and Ding Sanshao is cunning, with Heng Ge's ability, there's still a chance. Brother, I'll fully support you."

  "I still have tens of thousands of dollars in spending money, you need to take it with you at all times to arm yourself."

  Song Qingguan put out all his family's resources, and Song's family resources were all in Zhang Ningyan's hands. Even his beloved sports car was left at home and couldn't be driven out. Now he could only use the over ten years of lucky money he had saved up, so it was very embarrassing to mention this little bit of money for flirting with girls, and he regretted that as a rich second generation, he had really failed.

  "What are you all talking nonsense about?"

  Zhao Heng's face showed helplessness: "I'm just a friend with her."

  "Friend? Hehe!"

  Qiao Pangzi and Song Qingguan were amused, with an air of complete disbelief. Just then, a group of well-dressed men and women approached, and an elderly man even sat down in front of Zhao Heng and the others, smiling warmly as he asked: "Classmates, what should I call you? Are you used to eating this cafeteria food?"

  The old man in the white shirt is over fifty years old, with a medium build and slightly thin, not particularly eye-catching in the crowd, but his spirit is quite full, with a hint of divine light in his eyes, and a smile on his face that gives people a sense of being approachable and down-to-earth, which is especially evident compared to his entourage and staff.

  "Hello Principal Ye!"

  Zhao Heng was the first to see his nameplate and immediately stood up and bowed: "My name is Zhao Heng."

  He has always been polite! Qiao Baozi and Song Qingguan also stood up and bowed, the wise old man's face broke into a smile, and he gently waved his hand to let Zhao Heng and others sit down: "You are really polite, more polite than many young people, sit down, don't stand, this will make me feel like I'm disturbing your meal."

  Zhao Heng and the others sat down again, holding their utensils and looking at the old man without knowing what to say. Principal Ye maintained a warm smile, pointing to the food on the three people's utensils, and asked: "Is this your eating habit? You are all children who have left their parents, and you are growing up now, so you must eat well and be full in school."

  Qiao Pangzi chuckled: "More delicious than at home."

  Song Qingguan also smiled and echoed: "Yes, Da Guo Cai is indeed just right."

  In the midst of their awkward exchange, four or five school leaders and cafeteria staff couldn't help but burst out laughing. Principal Ye, however, didn't show much emotional fluctuation, perhaps because he had heard such answers too many times before, making him seem somewhat numb. He was originally planning to make a low-key private visit, but ended up being spotted by the staff as soon as he entered the cafeteria.

  This means that he can't get the students' real reaction, the old man sighed silently, just about to stand up with a smile, but saw Zhao Heng raise his head, those eyes that couldn't be seen through sparkled, his tone was calm but shocking: "Principal Ye, do you want to hear good words or true words? The good words are the two answers they gave earlier."

  The people around, including Principal Ye, were slightly stunned, clearly not expecting Zhao Heng's reaction to be so sharp. Several cafeteria staff members also tensed up, staring at Zhao Heng intently. Qiao Baozi and Song Qingguan subconsciously pulled on Zhao Heng's clothes, apparently wanting him to save face for the cafeteria. But Zhao Heng was unmoved.

  At this time, Principal Ye, who was originally slightly disappointed, burst out laughing, revealing a rare look of appreciation and satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, he said: "Good words are certainly pleasant to hear, but true words are hard to come by. Zhao Heng, my fellow student, speak your mind! If the opinions you provide are not watered down, I, Old Ye, will take care of this semester's meals."

  "The rice is too hard and has a slightly rotten smell."

  Under the tense gaze of the cafeteria staff, Zhao Heng bluntly spoke out: "This shows that the cafeteria bought old rice from previous years, or even more than two years ago; the meat is also too old and too fatty. The meat I had today was re-fried oil residue meat, stir-fried again and again. As for the service attitude and meal prices, let's not mention them."

  "I have two suggestions: eat new rice and fresh meat."

  Here is the translation:

  At this point, Zhao Heng stood up and smiled at the staff with a difficult expression: "I understand that the canteen's food being unpalatable is a common phenomenon, it's impossible to satisfy everyone's taste buds, but I hope to let everyone eat something fresh, which can make their bodies healthier, even if the cost will be higher."

  When the whole room fell silent, Zhao Heng's gaze fell on the old man's face, and he slightly bowed to add: "My words have embarrassed the cafeteria, and in order not to lose face in front of them, I will not come to this cafeteria for meals from today onwards. Principal Ye, my words are finished, and my meal is also finished. Goodbye."

  After the voice fell, Zhao Heng didn't wait for everyone's reaction and turned around to walk out of the crowded cafeteria. Many onlookers were silent for two seconds before applauding in response to Zhao Heng. Although they didn't dare speak the truth about the shortcomings of the cafeteria earlier, it doesn't mean they didn't agree with Zhao Heng: "Eating new rice and eating new meat..."

  In Principal Ye's nod, Qiao Pangzi and Song Qingguan quickly left with their dinner utensils. Looking at the disappearing backs of the three people, Principal Ye's smile became even more radiant, with a hint of relief. Turning to a school leader beside him, he said: "Today was not a wasted trip to the cafeteria, you will issue a notice to all cafeterias tomorrow."

  "I have only one request, fresh rice and fresh meat!"

  Then he read out the name a few more times: "Zhao Heng? What a great name!"

  "Heng ge, you really have guts!"

  While struggling to climb the stairs, Qiao Baozi gave a thumbs up to Zhao Heng: "In this age, telling the truth requires courage. You're great, directly slapping the cafeteria with a loud slap in public, although each cafeteria will boycott you from today on, but you've also won everyone's respect and the principal's appreciation."

  "The principal's gaze at you is absolutely with the intention of cultivating you."

  Observant Qiao Baozi reminded Zhao Heng that today's events were a mix of pros and cons. Compared to the anger towards the cafeteria, the principal's favor was more valuable, after all, the principal's reputation was at stake. Qiao Baozi couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering why he didn't have the courage to take advantage of the opportunity to perform in front of the principal.

  Song Qingguan couldn't help but smile wryly, glanced at the cafeteria and said: "From now on, we'll probably have to eat out. Believe it or not, within three days, all the major cafeterias will post He Ge's photo on the wall and curse him. New rice and new meat may sound simple, but they've added a lot of cost to the cafeteria. Be careful not to get sand mixed into your food."

  "Just be content with whatever comes your way."

  Qiao Pangzi also hummed a little, grasping the stair railing: "Exactly, no big deal, at worst we'll just have to fight for food!" Then he glanced at his watch, his body slightly shook, and then strode swiftly upwards: "You guys walk slowly, I've got a date with a beauty to play chess, if I'm late for the opening move I'll be looked down upon."

  The next second, he turned into the corner staircase, and then the whole dormitory building shook again, shaking out many students wearing pajamas. Zhao Heng saw Qiao Baozi running so fast for the first time, and a look of surprise flashed across his face: "This fat guy usually climbs stairs slower than a snail, how can he run so fast today?"

  "He made an appointment with a beauty to play chess under the Huaihai Chess Pavilion."

  These days, Song Qingguan, who has been with Qiao Baozi, pointed out Qiao Baozi's affairs without hesitation: "He won more than a dozen games of Go online the other day, and then boasted that he was a first-class Go player. A beautiful woman chatted with him for a few sentences, and then they agreed to come and play a game today, and it's not over yet."

  Zhao Heng nodded suddenly, seeming to understand why Qiao was running so fast. It turned out that he had made an appointment with a beauty online to play chess and fall in love. Then, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he asked with a hint of confusion: "Can Qiao play Go? Does he have this talent? If so, why hasn't he bragged about it?"

  Song Qingguan smiled wryly:

  "I don't know how to tell you either, just ask him yourself."

  Then he suddenly changed his tone: "Heng, did you know that Principal Ye has an adopted daughter?"

  Zhao Heng slightly shook his head: "I don't know, what are you talking about? Who is it?"

  "Leaf teacher!"