Forcing universities to open up? Try it at our junior college!

"Um???"

Upon hearing Su Yu's words, Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue stared at each other, their faces full of confusion.

Is that right? Is that correct?

Hearing that there wasn't a sound in the entire teaching building, Liu Xiaoyue became genuinely curious.

What kind of school, what kind of teachers, and what kind of students could achieve this level?

There wasn't a sound at all.

To everyone's surprise, all the students, including the teachers, were asleep.

From another perspective, getting all these students to sleep is also an extremely difficult task.

With a gurgling sound.

Liu Xiaoyue swallowed hard and stammered as she asked.

"The teacher leads the students in the class."

"Then...won't your school principal do anything about it?"

"I know, I know, I know this."

Before Su Yu, Wang Xiaolong, and Wang Xiaohu could explain, Li Qingxue spoke first.

"The principal of Su Yu's school must be sleeping in bed."

"Wow, that's awesome! You guessed it."

Su Yu nodded in agreement.

Immediately, a smug smile appeared on Li Qingxue's face.

That's really easy to guess.

It's like solving a pattern problem in math.

At Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School, students sleep on their desks, and teachers sleep lying on the podium.

Then the principal of Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School must be lying in bed sleeping.

"Phew~~~"

Liu Xiaoyue took a deep breath; everything about Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School truly shocked her worldview.

Are all schools in big cities like this now?

"President Su, your school, teachers, and principal are terrible."

"Why would these students' parents spend money to send their children here?"

"This school must be very expensive."

Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School is a private school that does not receive government subsidies, and its tuition fees are much higher than those of Jiangcheng University.

But looking at the atmosphere at Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School, Liu Xiaoyue couldn't figure out why the head of the family would send his child there.

After all, in Liu Xiaoyue's view, school is for studying hard.

If you're going to sleep all day at school anyway, what's the point of going? You might as well just sleep at home, which doesn't cost any money.

"The tuition is quite high, but the government provides subsidies to our school, and these families send us here so that we can have a good night's sleep."

"what?"

"What do you mean, Chairman Su? Your school isn't a public university, is it? How come the government is still giving you subsidies?"

"And what about these family heads paying to send their children to school so they can get a good night's sleep?"

The more Liu Xiaoyue listened to Su Yu's explanation, the more confused she became.

"Indeed, our Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School is not a public university. The government usually provides research and education funding to higher education institutions like Jiangcheng University."

"But Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical School does not collect funds for scientific research and education; it collects funds for the management of detainees."

Su Yu walked slowly to the window, looking down at Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School through it, even with a hint of pride in his voice:

"Every student from our Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School would be a thug or hooligans who endangers social order and causes negative social impact if they were outside."

"Since our school was established, the crime rate in Jiangcheng City has dropped dramatically."

"The security rate and citizen happiness index in Jiangcheng have risen from the bottom of the country to the top few."

"For some parents, their children are sent here just to sleep."

"But if it were outside, it could really cause something like an elderly person burying their child."

"Come on, Little Dragon, Little Tiger."

As he spoke, Su Yu pulled out Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu from behind him.

"Speaking of which, I haven't properly introduced these two brothers of mine to you yet."

"Those two are the most qualified to speak on what I just said."

Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaolong forced what they thought were friendly smiles at Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue.

However, the two brothers had large, menacing scars on their faces, making them quite unsightly.

"Their great-grandfather was on Old Jiang's side and was executed. Their grandfather was a spy and was also executed."

"Whether it's my eldest uncle or my second uncle, they were a local tyrant in Jiangcheng back then, but they were used as target practice after the crackdown."

"And then there's their fourth uncle, who was executed just a month ago. They even went to collect his body."

"Let me tell you, if it weren't for their third uncle insisting on sending them to our school..."

"I reckon these two lads will have to accompany their fourth uncle to meet the ancestors of the Wang family."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue no longer showed shock, but fear.

Looking at Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu, the two women helped each other back.

"It's okay, it's okay. Xiaolong and Xiaohu are gradually becoming different from their family members."

Su Yu comforted the frightened Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue in a loud voice.

Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue subconsciously moved closer to Su Yu, who appeared to be kind.

Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu exchanged a glance and shook their heads.

"I'll take you to see other places."

"Don't wake them up. They've been working all night and their mouths are dry. It would take me a lot of effort to wake them up."

After visiting the teaching building, Su Yu left with Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue.

On the other hand, Li Qingxue and Liu Xiaoyue were leisurely strolling around the school with Su Yu as their guide.

Zhang Bing's situation is truly appalling.

Under the continuous bombing of C4, Zhang Bing's body was covered in black soot, and his skin color had completely transformed into that of a black person.

His clothes were tattered, and he looked like a refugee from the Syrian battlefield.

After finally escaping the minefield, Zhang Bing instinctively wanted to call the police.

This place is terrifying.

Not only are there Japanese film clubs, but there are also bombers who throw cell phones like bombs.

This is hell!

"Wait, wait, where's my phone?"

After searching his pockets several times without finding his phone, Zhang Bing panicked completely.

He looked down and saw that his pants had been blown to shreds.

My phone is nowhere to be found.

"Phew~~~"

"What the hell kind of school is this?!"

Zhang Bing couldn't help but roar.

Unfortunately, he was in the very school building where students and teachers slept.

next second.

"What the hell are you calling my mother for?! Which idiot is yelling like that?!"

"That tender fourth one!!"