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Not far away, in the bathroom of the gymnasium, there was another scene.

Not long ago, Zhang Wencheng was burning with anxiety as he ran in. He randomly picked a hole and squatted down.

Only after feeling comfortable did he remember that he didn't bring any paper with him. Fortunately, he brought his phone with him, so he could get his colleague to deliver some toilet paper in case of an emergency.

He took out the phone with a slight tremble. Who knew that when someone was down on their luck, they would drink cold water and fill their teeth with water. Zhang Wencheng checked his phone and waved it in the air, finally noticing some intermittent signals when he raised it above his head.

"It seems like I can't make a phone call anymore. Send the message!"

Zhang Wencheng edited a short message, then raised his phone above his head and pressed the send button. Unfortunately, he failed to send the message three times in a row.

"Could it be that the toilet door is blocking the signal?"

Zhang Wencheng was in such a state. Although he knew that he was being too naive, as long as there was a trace of hope, he still had to give it a try.

Zhang Wencheng held up his phone and opened the toilet door a crack.

The next moment, a flash light lit up. A student seemed to have been preparing for a long time as he directly used his phone to take a picture of Zhang Wencheng squatting in a pit.

Before Zhang Wencheng could see the student's face, the student had already turned around and ran out of the washroom. As he ran, he shouted, "Everyone, quickly go take a look! Chairman Zhang is shitting in the washroom while taking pictures. His expression is so brilliant! The scene is so disgusting!"

All of a sudden, a group of students rushed into the male restroom. Zhang Wencheng was so scared that he immediately locked the door tightly. He didn't dare to say a single word no matter how much the students outside laughed.

The group of students made a ruckus for at least 20 minutes. Only after seeing that no one replied to their questions did they finally disperse in low spirits.

After squatting for a long time, Zhang Wencheng felt his legs turning from sour to swollen to numb. He could not take it anymore and forced himself to take off his underwear to take it off!

He hurriedly squatted down and pulled out another large puddle of filth. This time, he didn't even have his underwear; fortunately, he still had two socks. Although it was a little small, it was still enough!

"Never, never come a third time!" Zhang Wencheng prayed countless times in his heart before carefully standing up and opening the toilet door. Just as he walked out two steps, he felt ten thousand horses galloping in his stomach. He had no choice but to run back and squat down.

In the following half an hour, Zhang Wencheng pulled the phone dozens of times without any paper and without any signal. He couldn't even ask for help if he wanted to.

In October, at Jianghai City, the weather was still quite hot. Zhang Wencheng only wore a shirt, and after using up his underwear and two socks, he had no choice but to place his only hope on his shirt.

"The bottom of the shirt is quite long, and it's stuffed into the pants. I don't think any less students would be able to tell!" Zhang Wencheng tried to comfort himself, but hardened his heart and tore off a piece of his shirt.

It was a pity that he had underestimated the amount of medicine Su Xiaoqiao had to add. A strong laxative that cost ten people, even if a bear ate it, it wouldn't even take ten tries to get up.

Thus, the long-sleeved shirt became a short-sleeved shirt … The short-sleeved shirt became a T-shirt... The T-shirt turned into a small vest...

When Zhang Wencheng finally felt that his stomach was empty and he couldn't pull out even the slightest bit of it, his small vest had already become a bellyband …

If he really wore a undergarment, then he wouldn't need to mix in Jianghai University anymore.

Zhang Wencheng steeled his heart and ran out of the bathroom bare-chested. However, just as he walked out of the door, he suddenly heard a commotion in front of him.

"Wow, isn't that the Dean of the Business Management Department?"

"Yeah, running around naked in the middle of the day, is there something wrong with your head?"

"Rumor has it that he just confessed to the old woman in charge of his household, but was rejected in the end. After suffering a setback, he was unable to bear the blow, so that's why he became like this?"

"Really? The aunties in charge of the house are too heartless! "

There were endless rumors coming from all over the place, but Zhang Wencheng could not explain himself when he heard them. He could only cover his face and quickly walked away, praying that his students would not recognize him. However, all of this was in vain — no matter where he went, a man who was in the limelight, he would always be like a firefly in the dark.

Quite a number of male students whistled behind him. There were even some who shouted, "Chairman Zhang, bravely display your sexy figure and raise the school's performance to a whole new height!"

Some of the more daring boys even took out their cell phones to secretly take photos or record videos, preparing to post them onto the internet later. A group of girls covered their mouths with smiles, pointing from afar, occasionally shouting out.

Inadvertently, Zhang Wencheng's popularity was skyrocketing in the Jianghai University …

The arena battle ended with Huang Tianjun admitting defeat on the spot, but many troubles followed.

Although the back of his head was hit by the phone, Duan Lingfei himself was fine. After experiencing that bloody and violent scene, his mood had gradually returned to normal.

However, just like what happened in the alleyway a while ago, when Duan Lingfei regained his senses, he only had vague memories of what he did. It was as if he had been possessed by a demon at that time.

As for the few students who were beaten up by Duan Lingfei, they were in dire straits. Four of them were hospitalized on the spot because of fractures, while the injuries of the other two were slightly lighter, but they had to be hospitalized and recuperated as well.

Such a serious fight like this was still extremely rare in the history of Jianghai University. The academy placed great importance on it, and had even arranged for the police to intervene.

Each of the injured students received a large amount of compensation, and as for Duan Lingfei, he only gave them a symbolic punishment.

The television station that was preparing to report the incident, upon receiving a large amount of sponsorship funds, immediately gave up on the idea of reporting it and pretended that it had never happened!

To Liu Yanxia and his family, this was not a big deal. After knowing this, Duan Lingfei did not bother to be polite with him and only called to express his thanks.

But there were two other things that left him with a headache, and both of them were related to Su Xiaoqiao.

The first was according to Su Xiaoqiao's disclosure, Lin Xiyue was also in the gym that day, and upon seeing the bloody scene, according to Goddess Lin's temperament, she probably had an even worse impression of him.

Secondly, Su Xiaoqiao felt that there was something wrong with his mind, especially after he was hit on the back of the head. It was as if he had become a completely different person and he had suffered from a temporary amnesia afterwards.

With regards to Su Xiaoqiao's stubbornness, Duan Lingfei had no choice but to be dragged by her to the hospital, and in the end, to have an opinion on his acquaintance — — The Old Professor who took the elective < < The Potential of the Human Brain > >!