Chapter 372: If It Must Be Canceled, Cancel Everything

Yang Kaiming was instantly a bit angry; his daughter's head was already cracked and still hadn't been bandaged in time, but he didn't mind, yet Wu Yang kept nagging endlessly.

At this moment Yang Kaiming also lost his good temper, and looking at Wu Yang asked coldly.

"Then how do you want to handle it?"

Wu Yang stuck out his neck: "Of course we cancel his candidacy; we can't have a president who hits people, that's our collective demand."

When Wu Yang said that, the other students immediately echoed.

Wu Yang just wants to use the collective students to force Yang Kaiming to agree.

"We can't have a president who hits people?" Yang Kaiming nodded: "Fine, I can suggest to the school to cancel Lu Cheng's candidate status…"

"Dad." Yang Yin shouted dissatisfiedly, and Yang Kaiming patted her hand.

Hearing this, Wu Yang became happy; this way there is one less competitor.

Although he is not afraid of Lu Cheng in this Student Committee president selection, he still feels some pressure.

For example, Lu Cheng publicized that the main duty of the Student Committee should be to enrich students' spiritual activities, and indeed has gained a lot of support from classmates.

Even some third‑year students have a portion who want to flip.

But Wu Yang despises this; as a worker‑peasant‑soldier student, they shouldn't be doing many Remembering bitterness, thinking sweetness activities, ideological education activities, but instead push "enrich students' spirit" activities, which is just catering to the petty bourgeoisie.

The key is that now many students have been corrupted by Lu Cheng's ideology; if it continues, the school will become a foul place, everyone will only indulge in frivolous pursuits.

Now canceling Lu Cheng's candidacy will remove a competitor and give the school a clear environment.

Seeing Yang Kaiming agree, Wu Yang said happily: "Thank you, Professor Yang, for taking our side."

Yang Kaiming waved his hand: "You don't need to thank me; when I submit the suggestion to cancel the candidate, I will also put your name on it."

Wu Yang's smile instantly froze on his face.

"Yang, Professor Yang, why would you list my name?"

Yang Kaiming gestured to his daughter: "What do you think? My daughter's head got knocked by you? She only came to pull votes, and you block her—what kind of behavior is that?"

"That's bullying, using power to oppress the weak! The Student Committee represents the school serving the students; if a president abuses power, oppresses students, and even a normal student demand has no freedom, then such a president is not the kind I want to see."

Yang Kaiming said it all in one breath, and beside him Yang Yin immediately clapped her small hands.

Yes, their new‑generation youth wants freedom, not restriction.

Wu Yang opened his mouth wide; facing such a great professor, he simply didn't know how to rebut.

The matter stalled here; if Wu Yang continues to insist on canceling Lu Cheng's candidacy, his own would also be canceled together.

In that case, he certainly wouldn't want that.

The reason he wants to cancel Lu Cheng's candidacy is to strike at Lu Cheng.

But making him sacrifice together with Lu Cheng is completely unnecessary.

Anyway, he believes he can win the election and will still be able to defeat Lu Cheng.

"Professor Yang, regarding your daughter, I apologize, and what you said is especially good; I deeply realize my mistake. As a future president, I should indeed have a tolerant mindset, so I disagree with canceling Lu Cheng's candidacy; we should compete openly and fairly."

Wu Yang cleverly found a way out for himself, so he doesn't have to be canceled together with Lu Cheng, while also showing his magnanimity.

Yang Kaiming naturally saw through his little scheme.

But for now this is the best outcome, so he didn't expose it.

"Alright, since neither side will pursue further, let's hurry back to class."

Wu Yang quickly nodded, and the onlooking students dispersed.

When the students all entered the classroom, because of this incident the class start was delayed a bit.

Yang Kaiming checked his daughter's head: "Does it hurt?"

Yang Yin pouted, looking aggrieved: "It hurts, it hurts to death."

Yang Kaiming glanced at the classroom, hesitated; he wanted to take his daughter to the infirmary for bandaging, but this period is his class, and he can't leave the students unattended.

Lu Cheng saw his hesitation and proactively said: "Professor Yang, you teach the class; I'll take Yang Yin to the infirmary."

Yang Kaiming was only worried that his daughter couldn't find the infirmary in time; after Lu Cheng said that, he relaxed.

"Lu Cheng, thank you for making the trip."

"No problem, Professor Yang, it's my duty; after all, Yang Yin was pulling votes for me, which caused the head injury."

Yang Kaiming said nothing more, gave his daughter a few instructions, and said to get home quickly after the wound is treated.

…

In the school infirmary, wails quickly rose, and even the birds on the leaf‑falling branches were startled away.

"Hey student, don't move around, endure it for now."

"Wuwu, it's too painful."

"I have to wipe the clotted blood clean before applying medicine; hold on, this is still okay. If it were worse, you'd have to go to the hospital for stitching."

"Will it leave a scar now?"

"It will definitely leave a scar, hey you, once the wound heals it's fine, stop moving."

"Wuwu, scars are ugly, I don't want a scar…"

At the infirmary doorway, Lu Cheng leaned against the wall, listening to Yang Yin's cries, and casually lit a cigarette.

"Huh—what a ruckus."

Someone who didn't know would think they were slaughtering a pig.

After a while, Yang Yin walked out of the infirmary; Lu Cheng glanced unintentionally, and instantly couldn't hold back his laugh, bursting out.

Probably the wound at the back of the head is hard to fix; although the wound is small, Yang Yin wrapped her whole little head in white gauze.

At a glance, it looks like the rice dumplings eaten at New Year.

Yang Yin glared: "What are you laughing at?"

Lu Cheng stopped laughing, then said: "Nothing, let's go home quickly, dumpling."

Since Yang Yin has nothing else to do, Lu Cheng is getting ready to go meet Zheng Guoping.

"You stop!" Yang Yin, puffed with anger, said: "Who are you calling Tang Yuan? I have a name, okay! Moreover, I'm like this, isn't it all to campaign for you, and you still mock me!"

Lu Cheng indeed felt guilty toward her, so he turned around and said courteously.

"Then thank you, but next time don't do that foolish thing. You said you knew there were candidates in the junior year, yet you still brazenly went campaigning; they certainly wouldn't be willing."

Yang Yin pursed her lips: "Your tone sounds like you're thanking me, but you're clearly scolding me."

Lu Cheng, a bit helpless, shrugged: "Well then, if it really doesn't work, I'll treat you to a meal, to thank you for the sacrifice you made campaigning for me."

That even sounds like something a person would say!

Yang Yin thought for a moment, but still refused.

"As long as you have that attitude, that's enough; no need for a meal. Besides, I'm not campaigning for you, but for myself, and for the over seven hundred freshmen about to enroll."