Chapter 371: Cancel the Candidate's Eligibility

Seeing Professor Yang, Wu Yang didn't bring up the canvassing, only the assault.

Their main canvassing is unjustified.

This time the Student Committee was established by a democratic election of all students, and the school instead encouraged several candidates to actively canvass and promote their strengths.

Wu Yang also organized a group to canvass among first‑ and second‑year students.

The only assault matter—although a dozen of them had just beaten up one person, because they hadn't been beaten themselves, Lu Cheng beat them up, leaving them bruised and swollen, making them the victims.

"Professor Yang, you arrived just in time; he's the one who hit us—look at how he hit us."

Yang Kaiming was furious: what kind of place is this? It's a school, a university, Qingbei University, a top national institution, and yet a student fight broke out—spreading that would damage the school's image.

But Yang Kaiming glanced over and saw Wu Yang saying that a dozen of them were beaten into this state by one person.

He even could hardly believe it.

When he looked in the direction Wu Yang pointed, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Lu Cheng? You… you were the one who hit them?"

Lu Cheng smiled: "Professor Yang, I was just messing around with them; who knew they'd be so unaccustomed to being hit."

"Who was messing with you? Look, my nose is bleeding—this is called messing around," Wu Yang said, fanning the flames.

The other students who were hit immediately joined in.

"Professor Yang, you must stand up for us—how can someone like that run for president? We don't need a president who only hits people and bullies classmates!"

"Right, we can't have such a president."

"Cancel his candidate status."

"Yes, cancel it; he must not be allowed to participate."

"If Professor Yang doesn't stand up for us, we'll go to the Security Department and the school leadership."

Everyone kept speaking one after another, accusing Lu Cheng, and as the scene nearly spiraled out of control, Yang Kaiming suddenly felt his head spin.

He really likes classmate Lu Cheng, not only because Lu Cheng often helps others, but also because of his outstanding leadership.

Every time Yang Kaiming sees Lu Cheng, he gets an inexplicable feeling.

Although the kid is young, whenever he handles something, he gives off a calm, mature aura; on the surface he's carefree, yet there's a sense of deliberate pretense.

In any case, this kid is reliable in getting things done, incomparable to the other students.

So he hopes even more that Lu Cheng becomes president; he believes Lu Cheng's abilities can lead the Student Committee well.

But today the kid acted so impulsively, and right at the critical moment before the campaign began, a fighting incident occurred.

Seeing Wu Yang and the others refuse to cancel Lu Cheng's candidacy, with a determined look, Yang Kaiming felt deeply conflicted.

"Um… Lu Cheng, could you say a few words—why did you resort to hitting people?"

Under pressure, Yang Kaiming asked this question.

The main reason was to give Lu Cheng a chance to explain; he had just arrived and hadn't figured out the cause, so he couldn't rely solely on Wu Yang's side.

He hoped Lu Cheng could offer a few explanations, so he could try to mediate in the middle.

Unexpectedly, Lu Cheng, smiling brightly and nonchalantly, said: "Professor Yang, they deserved to be hit; if it were you, you'd hit them too—provided you're not in the role of a teacher."

Lu Cheng's words left Yang Kaiming completely bewildered.

Even if he felt it was unreasonable and didn't defend himself, at least an apologetic attitude would have been acceptable.

Just as he was puzzled, Yang Yin pushed through the classmates and ran over: "Dad."

Seeing his daughter there, he was about to scold her for not being home yet running here to watch the commotion, but first he noticed the tears on her face, the shocking blood on the back of her head, and her hair tangled.

The reprimand on Yang Kaiming's lips vanished, replaced by questions and concern.

"Yin Yin, what happened to your head? How did it get smashed like this?"

Seeing her father, Yang Yin, who had been forcing herself to stay strong, now pouted in grievance and began sobbing.

Yang Kaiming felt even more heartache; he usually dotes on his beloved daughter, and once he knows who bullied her, even as a professor he wouldn't keep his composure, but would, as a father, beat the offender.

"Yin Yin, what happened? Who hit you? Tell dad quickly."

Yang Yin flinched a few times, then immediately pointed at Wu Yang: "It was him; he shoved me against a pillar. Boohoo, dad, will I be left with a scar on my head…"

Yang Kaiming, now unable to worry about scars, glared angrily at Wu Yang.

At that moment, he finally understood what Lu Cheng had said earlier.

If it were him, he would also beat the other up.

Wu Yang was stunned, still unable to recover his composure.

"Yang, Professor Yang, she's… she's your daughter, right?"

Yang Kaiming, a distinguished professor specially appointed by Qingbei and a judge for this presidential election, saw Wu Yang, a student, immediately become a bit frightened.

Yang Kaiming angrily demanded, "Why did you push my daughter?"

"Professor Yang, I… I didn't do it on purpose; it was her, she…"

Wu Yang didn't know how to explain; saying that Yang Yin came to canvass, he refused, so she pushed him—it's truly unreasonable.

Yet he stammered without answering, and Yang Yin wasn't about to let him off that easily.

"Dad, I was canvassing; didn't you say Lu Cheng unites classmates? I thought he was suitable for president, so I helped gather votes, but he wouldn't let me, blocked me, and even pushed me!"

Yang Kaiming frowned; no wonder his daughter ran here instead of going home—he knows she's an outgoing, naturally enthusiastic person.

He must have heard that once Lu Cheng becomes president, he'll organize many interest activities, which is why she's so eager to help.

As a judge, he had already learned about it in advance.

Compared with the second‑year promotions—interest clubs, liberating thoughts—third‑year campaigns are more conservative, only promoting future ideological education activities, political study events, and even Remembering bitterness, thinking sweetness activities, and Revolutionary Spirit activities…

Of course, that's good and aligns with the ideas of the school's leadership.

But for youthful, lively students, especially a daughter who just graduated high school, such solemn campus events are unappealing; they look forward to a colorful campus life.

So his daughter's helping Lu Cheng canvass doesn't surprise him at all.

Seeing Yang Yin filed a complaint, Wu Yang, not wanting to offend Professor Yang, hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Professor Yang, I didn't know she was your daughter; had I known, I would definitely…"

Yang Kaiming cut in directly: "What do you mean you didn't know she's my daughter? That has nothing to do with whether she's my daughter; even if you were canvassing any other person normally, you still couldn't obstruct them, let alone push people like this!"

Wu Yang was choked for a moment: "Yes, yes, I know I was wrong, Professor Yang."

Seeing the other's apologetic attitude was still decent, Yang Kaiming didn't want to argue too much; mainly, if this matter really escalated, it would be hard to resolve.

Because Lu Cheng also hit someone, that's a fact; it might even mean both of them have to be disqualified as candidates.

Wu Yang's disqualification could be let go, but he didn't want to cancel Lu Cheng's; although the school now leans toward having a junior take the presidency, this kid Lu Cheng hasn't given up and has worked so hard, he should at least participate, so as not to leave regrets.

"Alright then, let's all go back to class."

Yang Kaiming originally wanted to end the matter like this, feeling his daughter had been wronged, but Lu Cheng also taught those students a lesson for him, beating each of them until their noses were bruised and faces swollen.

They were all students, and he was a teacher; it could only end this way.

But Wu Yang was a bit unwilling: "Hey, Professor Yang, then, how do we handle his hitting us? We can't just take the beating for free."