Director Zhao said solemnly, "Mr. Song, I have to criticize you for this. You're too young, too rash and careless in how you do things. Apologize to Classmate Du Xuejing."
Song Zhiyuan's eyes trembled.
Apologize to Students?
And apologize in front of so many Students—after this, how was he supposed to manage Students, how would he have the face to appear in front of Students again?
He knew very clearly that as long as he apologized, within Ten minutes, what had happened here would spread to the ears of every Student in the School.
But seeing the warning in Director Zhao's eyes, Song Zhiyuan hurriedly bowed his head and bent at the waist, "Classmate Du Xuejing, I…"
"No need." Du Heng suddenly cut in, directly interrupting the apology Song Zhiyuan was about to make.
Director Zhao couldn't quite keep his expression, frowned, and looked at Du Heng, "Mr. Du…"
