"Dean, just punish us!"
"Yes, Dean, we know we are wrong. Punish us as you deem necessary; we accept it."
"This brawl has nothing to do with Lin Fu; we were the ones who started it."
"Right, it has nothing to do with Lin Fu."
As they spoke, their emotions grew more intense, and gradually, they no longer looked disheartened. Some who stood close to Lin Fu even whispered apologies to her, and heartfelt words just flowed out freely.
Lin Fu blinked her sour eyes blankly, watching as the crowd, who had just been scolded by the dean without uttering a word, now boldly argued with the dean, not wanting her to take the blame alone.
And those quietly apologizing next to her.
Surrounded by various voices, Lin Fu felt very unfamiliar, and there was some noise, but a warm current slowly slid through her heart.
"Sister Fu, our captain said that while she’s not here, we should follow your lead," Charlie whispered. "Also, we want to thank you on behalf of our captain for saving her."
"Ah?" Lin Fu was stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening. Her mindset brightened as she revealed a hearty smile, "Alright, then it’s decided by me."
"Yes!" Charlie said solemnly.
"It’s being said that Celia formed a squad to become the Queen. I want to see what kind of treatment the Queen gets."
Charlie’s cheeks suddenly reddened, and he uncomfortably shifted his gaze away.
In the end, everyone was driven away, leaving only Lin Fu.
"They made you the prime culprit in the brawl, do you harbor any resentment?" Song Zheng asked seriously, putting away his irritable demeanor.
"Is that true or not?" Song Zheng suddenly raised his voice.
"Dean, it’s true," Lin Fu also raised her voice, answering firmly and powerfully.
Suddenly, Song Zheng revealed a satisfied smile, "I suppose you have noticed Ivan’s talents, gifts, and intellect are excellent, but his personality means he can’t be the pillar of support. This year’s freshmen are still disorganized. Even without considering the current freshmen competition, from a long-term perspective, a pillar of support is needed."
Lin Fu incredulously raised her head.
"You’re right, I see great potential in you."
Song Zheng smiled, lit a cigarette for himself, and continued to puff away, "Since the beginning of the school year, I haven’t interfered much with you all, but that doesn’t mean I don’t pay attention. You might not have realized it yourself, but you are a born leader with the heart for grand stages; the bigger the stage, the calmer you are, which is a unique personal charm."
"Don’t underestimate yourself. Becoming the pillar among the freshmen has many benefits for you, not to mention the advantages during these four years in school. After graduation, those who have followed you will become very important contacts in the military."
"If one day you can reach a position like Major General Fu Xing, they will naturally become part of your faction."
"Dean, isn’t it too early to discuss this?"
What Lin Fu really wanted to say was, "Dean, are you confused by anger? Or have you been kidnapped? If you have been kidnapped, blink your eyes."
"It’s not too early. Many families start planning their strategies before their children even enter the Military Academy. You should start planning for yourself earlier," Song Zheng observed for a while, not suddenly coming up with this idea.