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Director Nash was watching the class through the monitor and was initially a bit confused.
However, seeing so many students suddenly stand up, he quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie and said, âPause the recording of Class 16âs program, turn off the video equipment, and turn off everyoneâs mics.â
The shooting director, who was outside the corridor, heard this and stepped back, asking, âTurn them all off? Should we leave one on to record the evidence?â
âNo need, in case thereâs a conflict, itâs not good for the students,â Director Nash replied, âtheir classroom has its CCTV camera. We shouldnât interfere, and the school probably doesnât want us to intervene either. You guys should also try to withdraw as soon as possible.â
The shooting director agreed, âOkay.â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Daisy Zane and the others also immediately received the message.
After reading the message on her cell phone, Daisy Zane turned off her mic. At the same time, Turner Daniel also turned off his mic.
Celeste Martin glanced over at them as well.
Skyler Thomas held her waist in pain, as the collision left her legs slightly weakened, âI said I would give you an explanation, but if you want to forcefully take someone from my class, Iâm telling you, thereâs no way.â
Marsh Turner moved past the students standing behind Skyler Thomas, pinching her shoulder, âWhy are you pushing my teacher for my sake? Skyler, letâs go have our injuries examined and sue them later.â
âSue us? Weâre going to sue you!â
Skyler Thomas backed up and blocked Marsh Turner, âYou go back first, Iâll handle it.â
âHow are you going to handle it? Are you covering for him?â The parent said, âThis brat bullies people because of his powerful family background. Did you take any benefits from his family to protect him like this?â
âWhatâs wrong with having a good family background? Can people with good family backgrounds just randomly hurt others? Is there no law anymore?â Another parent said, âUnder the emperorâs feet, who would dare to be arrogant!â
âAnd you as the teacher, Iâve heard that you taught a class of underachievers. Every one of them has poor grades and lacks qualityâ Another parent said, âA teacher like you will only bring out students like them. Thereâs no need for such a class to exist when all the names have to be found at the bottom of the schoolâs academic list. Itâs simply a waste of educational resources.â
âIf they have money, they should just go back home and inherit their family business instead of coming to school and stirring up trouble!â
Class 8âs homeroom teacher, who had been standing at the entrance wearing a mask, slightly raised the corners of his mouth under the mask when he heard this.
Then the classroom suddenly became lively, with voices of rebuttal.
The male students standing behind Skyler Thomas were all ready to charge forward.
But they were stopped by Skyler Thomas and her small frame.
She spotted the glass cup on the desk behind her, picked it up, and smashed it hard on the podium.
The glass cup shattered with a loud crash, and shards of glass flew everywhere.
However, because of the podium, the students on both sides were far away, so no one was hurt.
It was just that the sound was so loud that it scared everyone.
The classroom full of students, those few parents who kept bickering, and even the principal who had been trying to mediate were all startled.
Immediately, the classroom quieted down.
Skyler Thomas, trembling with anger, glared at the parents and yelled, âIf youâre here to solve the problem, then sit down and talk properly. If not, please leave! If I hear any of you say another word about my students, Iâm telling you, this matter is far from over!â
Daisy Zane slightly raised her eyebrows.
The entire classroom was silent, and the students were even breathing lightly.
Marsh Turner, standing next to Skyler Thomas, opened his eyes wide in admiration at her astounding appearance. He smirked, but considering the situation, quickly suppressed it.
Taking advantage of the moment, the principal immediately calmed the parents and said, âLetâs go to the office to talk, letâs go to the office. Marsh Turner, Skyler, come too. Letâs have Marsh Turnerâs parents come as well. We will discuss and solve the problems together, but everyone needs to stay calm.â
It was unclear if the parents were frightened by Skyler Thomas or realized they had crossed the line, but they didnât say anything else. They glared at Marsh Turner and followed the principal out.
Skyler Thomas, still holding her waist, turned around and said, âEveryone, go back and sit down. Start studying.â
She flinched in pain, âI know you all are angry, but please be quiet during self-study. I will go avenge you.â
Marsh Turner, supporting her, asked with a smile, âAre you alright?â
âGet lost! And stop laughing!â Skyler Thomas snapped angrily, âHelp me walk, and explain what happened while we walk.â
âAlright.â
âYou all go ahead, I donât have any classes, so Iâll stay here and watch.â The subject teacher said.
After they left, the classroom quieted down.
Everyone was holding their breath, but since Skyler Thomas just protected them, they didnât want to cause any trouble at this time, so they all obediently remained silent.
Meanwhile, the program team outside called for those recording the show to leave.
Daisy Zane looked at Olivia Lane and said, âWeâre off work early.â
Olivia Lane didnât say anything and just looked at her.
Daisy Zane stood up and said, âIf you donât leave, at least go back to the dorm in the evening.â
Olivia Lane averted her gaze and moved her chair forward a bit.
As Daisy Zane was about to leave, William Butch suddenly turned to look at her.
Daisy Zane stopped in her tracks and looked back at him.
Because of his unprecedented action, both Olivia Lane and Turner Daniel, who were waiting for Daisy Zane to leave together, had looks of surprise on their faces.
The injuries on Williamâs face were still severe, with no signs of swelling going down, but rather a little purple and green.
He glanced at Daisy Zane, then hurriedly lowered his head. His lips moved several times before he said, âBecause, because of me.â
Daisy Zane looked at him without saying a word.
As William Butch didnât hear her say anything, he hesitated for a while before saying, âI need, I â
He seemed to have made a great determination before he stammered out, âI can, can, can, stand up for you.â
If he stood up to testify, the injuries on his face would serve as the best evidence, leaving no chance for a counterattack.
Daisy Zane looked at him, genuinely curious.
Having been beaten for so many years, she kept quiet and never reported it to the police. But now that she thinks someone else is in trouble because of her, she suddenly becomes brave.
âItâs not because of you,â Daisy Zane said softly. âItâs Marsh Turnerâs bad luck.â
She was the one who beat the guy, but she covered it up well. Marsh Turner, on the other hand, showed his face and became the scapegoat.
Olivia Lane, Turner Daniel, and some of the students around them listened to their conversation blankly.
Daisy Zane paused and added, âIf needed, Iâll call you.â
William Butch nodded gently.
Daisy Zane and Turner Daniel walked together out of the classroom.
As they reached the doorway, she overheard two girls at the table near the door whispering to each other, âDid you see the news online? Are the Hobsons done for?â
Another girl whispered resentfully, âIf this is true, theyâre definitely done for. No matter how powerful the Hobson family is, or how crafty Allonzo Hobson is, theyâll be finished. They beat someone so brutally, itâs too cruel.â
Daisy Zane stepped out of the classroom. George Dunn, Celeste Martin, and some staff were waiting outside.
When everyone had assembled, they led them out.
As they walked, Daisy Zane took out her cell phone and looked at the hot searches on Facebook.
Of the top ten searches, two were related to the Hobson family, three to Allonzo Hobson, and one to Phoebe Turner.
Daisy Zane clicked on the highest trending topic: [The Hobsons bully others with their power.]
The content inside read: [Marsh Turner, the son of the Turner family, takes advantage of the Hobsonsâ influence to beat up his schoolmates, putting their lives at risk.]
Nine pictures accompanied the post, the first three of which showed a male student lying in a hospital bed.
The fourth picture was the diagnosis certificate for the boy.
The diagnosis stated that the boy had multiple contusions, a dislocated wrist, and two broken ribs.
Even though the boyâs face was blurred, the censorship wasnât thick, so one could barely make out that he was the one who tried to stab Daisy Zane with a spring knife last night.
Daisy Zane remembered that Marsh Turner had called him James Butch.
The remaining five pictures were of five different male students, each with distinct bruises on their bodies. Some had bruised ribs, some had bruised arms, and some had bruised backs.
All of these were Daisy Zaneâs handiwork.
Daisy Zane didnât read the comments but clicked on a few more search topics about Allonzo Hobson and Phoebe Turner.
Events that had been clarified 800 years ago were being criticized again.
The Hobson family was a giant in the entertainment industry, and Allonzo Hobson had a high-profile style and often appeared in the media. Phoebe Turner was also a Best Actress.
Any news about the Hobson family would undoubtedly become a major event in the entertainment industry.
Daisy Zane didnât expect that the search topics about the Hobson family mentioned Marsh Turnerâs situation as well.
Phoebe Turner, Marsh Turner
Daisy Zane asked George Dunn, who was beside her, âMarsh Turner is Allonzoâs â
âCousin,â replied George. âDidnât you know?â
No one told her, so she had no idea.
Daisy Zane took a deep breath. Things had gotten way out of hand.
Not only did Marsh Turner end up being the scapegoat, but also the entire Hobson family was affected.
George Dunn glanced at her phone screen and whispered, âSomeone is using public opinion to put pressure on the Hobson family.â
Daisy Zane turned off her phone and raised her eyebrows slightly.
She initially wanted to handle things privately, but since itâs come to this point she couldnât be blamed anymore.