425: Appraising The Ancient Painting From The Yuan Dynasty - 2

Appraising The Ancient Painting From The Yuan Dynasty - 2

1Zhu Wenjie was stunned. He subconsciously took a step back when he felt Fu Zhi's gaze on him.<ins id="1067137" data-width="308" data-height="298"

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He had heard that Chen Shan would need 2 days to get out of bed and walk again after the basketball match on Friday. Thus, he did not come with them to the museum today, and a girl from the cheerleading team filled his spot.

Fu Zhi bowed down and picked the blue water bottle up from the floor. She crushed the bottle with her hand, sending a chill down Zhu Wenjie's spine.

He had heard that Fu Zhi could crush a person's skull with her bare hands. 

He hastily went to hide behind Nian Feiyuan and said, "Director, she… she's so scary. I'm scared."

Nian Feiyuan was speechless.

"There's nothing to be afraid of!" he snarled. "Hang Yuan will always back you up if anything happens. Besides, as the organizer of this exchange meeting, I'm sure her school won't sit back and do nothing if she does anything out of line, so stop being such a coward! I have faith in you!" 

Most of the representatives from Hang Yuan that attended the exchange meeting not only had a good family background, but each of them excelled in a different field.

For example, Sun Yongge was Sun Sanzhen's relative, while the headmaster of Hang Yuan was Wu Zhiheng's father. 

As for Zhu Wenjie, since he had grown up in a family of archeologists, he also knew a lot about archeology.

Most of the students of Hang Yuan High School had a strong family background. The level of education they received was of higher quality, and some of them were better than their teachers in their field of expertise.

Thus, Nian Feiyuan was not lying when he said he had faith in Zhu Wenjie.

"Can my school really protect me?" Zhu Wenjie asked, his voice shaking. "She… She won't crush my skull, right?"

Nian Feiyuan replied without any hesitation, "Of course not!"

Then, he paused for a moment before adding, "Use that little brain of yours and think about it. Everybody is watching us right now, so do you think Fu Zhi would really crush your skull? Go! Don't be afraid. It's time for us to show her who's the boss!"

"Alright then," Zhu Wenjie said inwardly. Then, he took two steps forward. Putting a smile on his face, he took a deep breath and shouted at Fu Zhi, "Who are you calling an *ss, huh?! You'd better watch your mouth!" 

The water bottle in Fu Zhi's hand made an ear-piercing rattle as she crumpled it with one hand.

"Wha—"

'Nope, nope, nope, I'm not doing this!'

Zhu Wenjie turned around and hugged Hian Feiyuan. He buried his head in Nian Feiyuan's jacket and shouted, "She's so scary! I... I don't dare argue with her. Chen Shan is still in the hospital. I don't want to end up like him…"

Nian Feiyuan was speechless again. 

He looked exasperatedly at Zhu Wenjie and snarled, "What the hell are you doing? Aren't you going to show her who's the boss?"

"She's too scary. Can't you see the bottle in her hand? I don't want to end up like that!" 

Nian Feiyuan took a deep breath and said, "If you don't stop crying now and do as I say, I'm going to give you a demerit when we're back at our school!"

Zhu Wenjie looked at Nian Feiyuan in disbelief. He did not want to get a demerit, so he psyched himself up, straightened his back, and turned around. He pointed at Fu Zhi and shouted, "Fine, you can insult me, but you can't insult my school! I just wanted to know more about the painting, but Fan Gaoda could not give a correct answer to my question. Don't you think that he has failed his duty as a teacher?" 

"He has failed his duty as a teacher?" Fu Zhi squinted her eyes to look at him. "So what if he doesn't know the answer to your question? He's just a teacher. He isn't God. There's no way he can know the answer to every question. Besides, since when does the duty of a language teacher include a precise introduction of ancient paintings in museums, when even professional archaeologists cannot determine a painting's age and historical background?"

"I guess that only applies to the teachers in your school," Zhu Wenjie scoffed. "Every teacher in Hang Yuan is knowledgeable. If our teacher were the guide today, I'm sure he would have been able to tell us every story behind each cultural relic and artifact in this museum. Being here is a complete waste of time for us!"

"Stop bragging about how great your teachers are. No. 1 High School is recognized as a key high school at the provincial level, but what about Hang Yuan? Has the capital's Education Bureau officially recognized you as a key high school? On one hand, you guys are trying to use No.1 High School as your stepping stone to make your school even more famous. On the other hand, you guys put on an attitude and act like *sses in our school. If you really don't like being in our school so much, then leave!" 

"Look at her, Director Liu! Look at your student!" Nian Feiyuan stepped in and pulled Zhu Wenjie behind him. "We came all the way from the capital to Yu City to have a graceful exchange meeting with your school. Don't you think her attitude will damage the good relationship between the two schools?"

Nian Feiyuan felt that there was nothing wrong with them using No.1 High School as their stepping stone. 

After all, they were there for a competition.

"A graceful exchange meeting? Are you sure about that?" Fu Zhi chuckled. 

She threw the water bottle into a dustbin not far away and added, "Since the first day of the exchange meeting, have your students shown any respect for the teachers in my school? Even the most qualified archaeologists require some time to identify the origin of certain artifacts or cultural relics.

"Zhu Wenjie can outright say that this painting, whose origin has not been identified, is from the Qing Dynasty because he's a student. He doesn't need to take responsibility if his answer's wrong. However, as a teacher, Mr. Fan cannot do the same. If he doesn't have an answer to a question, he has to say that he doesn't know the answer so that he won't mislead his student. So, you tell me, did he do anything wrong?" 

Nian Feiyuan's face turned red.

The director clapped his hands and said, "Well said!" 

Then, he turned to Ma Mingquan and praised Fu Zhi. "She's really the best student I've met! I knew she was going to achieve great things from the day she joined our school!" 

Fu Zhi then added, "Hang Yuan is considered an elite school as well, so please do something about the manners of your students. If they don't know how to respect their teachers, perhaps they can stay at No.1 High School and learn from our students. However, if they don't get it, then maybe they should quit school, go home, and ask their parents to teach them how to be a human first!" 

After hearing what Fu Zhi said, Song Fang grabbed Zhou Zihuai's arm excitedly and said, "Did you hear that? Fu Zhi is praising me!"

Zhou Zihuai looked at him expressionlessly and replied, "She's praising me as well."

The students from Hang Yuan were stunned. No.1 High School had never said something so harsh to them since the first day of the exchange meeting. After all, there were a lot of rules in No.1 High School, unlike in their school. It was their school that had asked them to show some color to No.1 High School. That was why they'd all started acting like *sses the moment they'd arrived at No.1 High School.

However, they had never expected that they would come across someone like Fu Zhi. 

Fu Zhi had made herself very clear as well. 

She allowed them to ask questions, but she would never allow them to bully Fan Gaoda.

After all, Fan Gaoda was one of the most hardworking teachers she'd ever had, so he deserved to be respected. 

Nian Feiyuan turned to Director Liu and said, "Look at her. How can you guys let a girl teach you how to do things in No.1 High School? She seems a little too agitated to me, so why don't you send her out first?"

Everyone in No.1 High School looked at Director Liu. 

"Well, in our school, we listen to the opinions of students. Besides, she didn't say anything wrong. Since your students look down on our teachers, why did you guys still want to come to our school for an exchange meeting?" Director Liu said, offering Nian Feiyuan a grin. 

"Our principal has said that not only is No.1 High School a public school, but the Li Corporation is also investing in us. Each and every student in our school is backed up by No.1 High School, the Li Corporation, and the government. Therefore, the school authorities have told us teachers to protect our students at all costs!" 

Nian Feiyuan was stunned, while the students of No.1 High School broke into a sustained clamor.

"Ahh! Xiao Liu, I love you!" 

"Xiao Liu is becoming more and more like Sister Zhi!" 

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