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Chapter 360 The Significance of Violence in the Face of Violence, and the Changes in the Beautiful Teacher

Dongdu University, Law School Teaching Building.

The atmosphere in a meeting room on the third floor was solemn and dignified.

Behind the long conference table sat three examiners side by side.

There were two men and one woman, all around forty years old.

One of the men, slightly overweight and wearing black-rimmed glasses, was the proctor who appeared during yesterday's written exam.

The identification card placed in front of him read "Luo Yang, Professor of Law".

"Student Fang."

A middle-aged male examiner on the left flipped through the materials in his hand, looked up at the young man opposite him, and said in a serious tone:

"I would like to ask a more macro-level question. In recent years, there have been some cases in society where people have tried to protect their rights through legal channels but have failed, and have ultimately resorted to vigilante justice, using violence to fight violence."

"Given this situation, if the law cannot effectively protect the victims, do you think we should support such private remedies?"

The young examinee sitting opposite them was Fang Cheng.

He was dressed in a well-tailored suit today; his pure white shirt was perfectly pressed without a single wrinkle, and his black trousers made his legs look even longer.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose made him appear even more refined and gentle.

Upon hearing this question, Fang Cheng smiled slightly and spoke calmly and clearly:
"Dear teachers, this is a profound proposition involving legal ethics and value judgments."

"From a legal perspective, the answer seems obvious: apart from legitimate self-defense, any form of private remedy should be strictly regulated, because it would undermine the foundation of the rule of law."

"But we cannot ignore the fact that the very act of raising this question reflects a dilemma in reality."

He spoke calmly while maintaining eye contact with the examiner who was asking the questions, his tone sincere:
"The law does indeed fail to adequately protect the vulnerable. The uneven distribution of judicial resources, the high cost of litigation, and the weakness of enforcement can all lead to individuals' demands for justice not being met in a timely manner."

"This kind of systemic failure is the breeding ground for the idea of ​​'fighting violence with violence'."

"However……"

Fang Cheng then shifted the focus, offering a clear and logical analysis:
"Acknowledging the real difficulties does not mean agreeing with such an extreme solution."

"'Using violence to fight violence' may seem like a satisfying way to settle scores, but in reality it is using one kind of evil to fight another kind of evil."

"It will trigger unpredictable chain reactions, tear apart the social contract, and ultimately drag the whole society into a jungle state where everyone is in danger. This will be an even greater disaster for the weak."

The three examiners nodded in unison.

At this moment, the female examiner on the right, who had been silent all along, suddenly pressed for an answer:
"But Fang, have you ever considered that for those who have been driven to the brink of despair and have nowhere else to turn, these grand principles are meaningless?"

"When faced with the law of the jungle, if they do not fight back, they may die without a burial place."

"In such extreme circumstances, how would you persuade them to give up violence?"

Fang Cheng nodded slightly, as if he had expected this question.

“Teacher, I think we shouldn’t rudely shift the responsibility of correcting mistakes onto individuals in distress.”

"The root of social tragedy lies in the failure of the social system. Rather than discussing the almost unsolvable moral dilemma of 'whether or not to resist violently,' we should think about how to eradicate the soil that breeds this dilemma from the institutional level."

He adjusted his glasses, revealing a calm yet sharp gaze behind the lenses:
"As legal professionals, we can push for more targeted legislation to close existing legal loopholes, and we can also try to reduce the cost of rights protection for vulnerable groups, such as expanding the coverage of legal aid."

"In addition, more diverse social oversight and redress institutions can be established to ensure that judicial fairness can be seen and realized."

"Moreover, the authority of the law derives from its coercive power, which is essentially a state-authorized form of 'violence'."

"What we need is not to deconstruct this authority, but to continuously and critically improve it."

"However, the 'weapon of criticism' can never replace the 'critique of weapons'."

"As legal professionals, we should focus on how to make the law, this vital national instrument, sharper, more precise, more efficient, and more effective in deterring all criminals who dare to endanger society."

"Let it truly be in the hands of everyone who needs protection, rather than forcing people to take up private weapons and resist!"

After a passionate speech, a brief silence fell over the meeting room.

The three examiners exchanged glances, and each saw in the other's eyes an appreciation for the young man before them.

Next, they posed several highly professional, and equally tricky and sensitive, questions.

Fang Cheng maintained a calm yet persuasive tone throughout, handling the situation with ease, logical rigor, and impeccable skill.

Finally, Luo Yang, sitting in the very center, smiled and spoke:
"Alright, that concludes today's interview. You can go back now and wait for further notice."

"Thank you teachers."

Fang Cheng stood up and bowed slightly.

He then turned and walked to the door, deftly opened it, and gently closed it behind him.

In the waiting area, several candidates who were still waiting immediately turned their attention to him.

Seeing Fang Cheng's calm and composed demeanor, everyone's face revealed a hint of envy and nervousness.

Soon, a shout came from inside. A boy immediately stood up, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open with slightly trembling fingers.

Fang Cheng did not linger in the waiting area and walked straight out of the teaching building.

The results of the re-examination will not be announced immediately. The college will only compile the scores of the written test and the interview after all candidates have finished their tests and then rank them in a unified manner.

The admission notice will be sent out only after the final review is approved.

This process will take about a week.

It's ten o'clock in the morning and the sun is shining.

The lush camphor tree branches and leaves filtered through the dappled sunlight, casting dappled shadows across the tree-lined paths of Dongdu University.

The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of gardenias, and the distant sounds of students laughing and playing could be faintly heard, brimming with youthful energy.

Fang Cheng didn't rush to leave. He planned to wander around and familiarize himself with the new environment in advance.

He deliberately didn't let his mother and uncle accompany him during the exam today.

The excuse is that having family members present makes them more nervous during the interview, affecting their performance.

As for Zhou Xiumei and Wen Xin, they both have classes and can't come.

Fang Cheng was all alone, which made him feel relaxed and at ease.

Just as he was strolling along, a soft and pleasant voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

"Fang Cheng~"

Fang Cheng turned around upon hearing the sound.

Under the camphor tree not far away, a smiling woman stood there at some unknown time.

A well-tailored beige suit perfectly accentuated her graceful curves, from her full breasts to her slender waist and pert hips, every feature was just right.

Beneath her skirt, her legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were straight and shapely, and the delicate high heels on her feet made her appear even more graceful.

Her stylish wavy hair cascaded lazily over her shoulders, and the frameless glasses on her face did not conceal her charm; instead, they added a touch of intellectual and ascetic elegance.

At this moment, her full red lips held a faint smile, and her eyes, like those of a Persian cat, were staring at him without blinking.

It's Lin Chuqiao.

Fang Cheng's gaze swept over her.

It's been a while since I last saw this beautiful teacher, and her skin looks even fairer and more radiant, and her figure is even more eye-catching.

"Teacher Lin, what a coincidence?"

Fang Cheng greeted him with a smile.

"What a coincidence."

Lin Chuqiao strode over, her long legs clicking crisply on the ground. She reached Fang Cheng, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint.
“I knew you had an interview today from ‘Crow’, so I waited for you here.”

After a pause, he added the following explanation:
"Oh, by the way, 'Crow' is your uncle Li Dingjian. I think you've already guessed it."

Fang Cheng smiled and nodded, indicating his agreement.

"How did you do on the exam?"

Lin Chuqiao's tone was very familiar: "Are you free? Would you like to have lunch with me?"

Fang Cheng hesitated for a moment.

He originally planned to return to the club after the interview, find someone to take a sparring session, loosen up his muscles, and practice his fighting skills a bit more.

You can't refuse.

Lin Chuqiao seemed to read his mind and spoke first:

"Didn't you want to treat me to a meal last time to thank me for helping Wen Xin find a school?"

"I was busy at that time, but I'm finally free today."

Fang Cheng laughed and said, "Then I should be the one treating you."

"You treat me next time, I'll treat you this time."

Lin Chuqiao's smile held a hint of mischief, and then she deliberately added:
"It's like... thanking you for your help that night in Misty Mountain."

As she spoke, a slight blush rose on her fair cheeks, as if she were recalling the scene of Fang Cheng holding her in his arms and running wildly in the dark.

Upon hearing her mention this, Fang Cheng's mind was filled with images of the blood-soaked landscape of the other world.

Perhaps due to absorbing the essence of blood rain, my uncle's previously weak physical condition has improved significantly.

Both his mental and physical strength are far superior to before, except that his alcohol tolerance remains as poor as ever.

Lin Chuqiao, standing before me, has even whiter skin and a better figure, which is likely due to the same reason.

Fang Cheng wanted to find out about the professor team behind her.

There are some things that are inconvenient to ask your uncle directly, but you might be able to get some valuable information by subtly inquiring about them from Lin Chuqiao.

Considering this, Fang Cheng nodded in agreement.

"Great!"

Lin Chuqiao's smile grew even brighter:
"Let's go. I know a Michelin-starred restaurant nearby that's really good. I usually can't afford to go there, but today I can finally splurge a little thanks to you."

She naturally walked to Fang Cheng's side and walked alongside him.

People come and go on campus.

Lin Chuqiao, with her graceful figure and charming smile, immediately became the focus of attention.

When the students passing by saw this beautiful teacher walking so intimately next to a man, they were shocked.

Many people wore expressions of shock.

You should know that this beautiful lecturer in the psychology department is the dream girl of many male students and teachers.

On the podium, she appears intellectual, elegant, kind, and approachable.

In reality, everyone knows that she has a sense of aloofness about her, and no one has ever seen her with any male friends.

But now, she not only takes the initiative to chat with people, but the smile in her eyes is also impossible to hide, just like a girl in love.

However, when their gaze fell on the man beside her, they instantly understood.

His tall and upright figure, his handsome and extraordinary appearance, and his transcendent and unrestrained temperament.

That's enough to turn any resentment into a natural admiration.

The talent of a man and a woman is a match made in heaven.

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The afternoon sun was warm and gentle.

The red brick office building of the law school is covered with lush green ivy.

Through a bright window, you can hear clear, loud voices coming from inside.

It looks like someone is giving a wonderful speech.

In the spacious room, the dark wooden floors gleamed like mirrors.

The room was surrounded by bookshelves that reached the ceiling, crammed with thick legal texts.

This is the office of Dean Dong Yunchuan of the Law School.

An elderly man with a ruddy complexion sat back in his office chair, holding a remote control in his hand, his eyes fixed on the television screen in the corner.

The sound we just heard came from here.

At this moment, the television is playing a recording of the law school's graduate entrance examination interview.

To ensure the openness and fairness of the admissions process, the entire interview process will be audio and video recorded and the records will be kept for supervision and review.

The young man in the picture is composed and speaks eloquently.

His eyes, in particular, were exceptionally bright and expressive, seemingly radiating a convincing power.

"Dean, this candidate surnamed Fang's written test scores are outstanding, no, they should be described as phenomenal."

A slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses stood beside the desk, speaking softly.

It was Professor Luo Yang, the examiner who had previously participated in the written and oral exams.

He introduced the story with a slightly excited tone:
"We all know how many traps and advanced concepts were hidden in the exam paper you personally prepared. Yet he finished it in less than half an hour!"

"His answering speed was fast enough, but the depth and angle of his analysis of many of the essay questions were simply unbelievable. If he weren't so young, I would have thought some bigwig from the legal profession had come to challenge us!"

Luo Yang paused, then pointed to the screen and continued:

"This interview also showed that he is indeed very talented and has a strong ability to withstand pressure. He remained calm and composed throughout the series of tricky questions we asked him."

“I think it’s a waste of his talent to be a graduate student; he is fully qualified to be included in our ‘Outstanding Legal Talent’ training program.”

At this point, Luo Yang lowered his voice and added a crucial sentence:
"More importantly, judging from his argument of using violence to combat violence, his political stance leans towards a hardline approach, and he should be on the same side as us..."

"Ah."

Dong Yunchuan merely nodded slightly, his eyes never leaving the face on the television screen. He muttered something under his breath:
"What a coincidence! It really is you, kid..."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yang was taken aback for a moment, then cautiously asked:
"Dean, you...know him?"

Dong Yunchuan did not answer his question, but instead gave the order directly:
"Luo Yang, this candidate is very good. His preferred supervisor is Li Changjun, right? Go tell Xiao Li to give this student to me; I want him."

"what?"

Luo Yang opened his mouth wide, even more surprised.

Everyone knows that Dean Dong hasn't personally supervised a graduate student in almost ten years, so why is he taking the initiative to recruit someone this time?
But on second thought, such a once-in-a-lifetime genius is indeed worthy of the dean making an exception for him.

He quickly nodded in agreement:
"Okay, Dean, I'll take care of it right away."

After saying this, he said goodbye and left.

Only Dong Yunchuan remained in the office.

He turned his chair to face the vibrant greenery outside the window, a sly smile spreading across his face.

"Good lad, you've finally fallen into my hands..."

(End of this chapter)