"Yes."

Li Feng looked at the reporter and said calmly.

"Is it really okay for a teacher to publicly beat someone up in a bar? "How can you teach and educate people like this? How can you guide your students onto the right path of life and how can you guide your students' views on the right path of life?"

As if he had found the burst point, the reporter spoke out the question of the script, as though he was already prepared, and waited for Li Feng to step on the burst point.

"He was the one who flirted with girls in the bar. I only did what I thought was right." Li Feng replied calmly.

"But beating someone up isn't right, and it's in a complicated situation like a bar. Whoever is wrong or wrong, how can you explain it clearly?"

"You are a teacher, so you have to act like one. You can't be like a social hooligan, always hitting people."

The reporter continued to target Li Feng's identity as a teacher and beat people up, inciting the emotions of the surrounding people.

"Yes, indeed. If my son were to teach such a teacher, who knows what kind of violence he would be infected with."

Some of the women seemed to be affected by the reporters' words and spoke some words in a low voice that were unfavorable for Li Feng.

"I repeat, I only did what I thought was right."

Li Feng did not care about the suspicious voices around him, and continued to stand on his side.

"What you think is right is to hit people? As a teacher, you think that it's reasonable for you to beat someone up? "

The reporter sneered in his heart. As long as he grabbed the opportunity to stomp on Li Feng, as a teacher, Li Feng would not have any chance to refute. After all, no parent would like a teacher with such a violent factor.

"My husband has never taught me that punishing evil people can also be considered a profession." Li Feng laughed and said.

"Teacher's decision doesn't affect me doing what I think is right. If we saw that evil was happening, we would have the ability to stop it. But if the reason of my identity as a professional became my reason to retreat, I won't accept it."

"As a teacher, I would not try to lead such thoughts. To draw swords in the face of injustice is a hot-blooded truth passed down by all the heroes of our Chinese nation. If this society lacked such hot-blooded people …"

"I, Li Feng, am duty-bound!"

"I, Meng Fan, am also duty-bound!"

"I, Sun Ming, am also duty-bound!"

Following Li Feng's exciting words, Meng Fan and Sun Ming seemed to have stimulated the hot blood in the Chinese people's bodies.

They stood beside Li Feng. Just from this sentence, the two of them seemed to feel the blood factor in their bodies throbbing.

That's right, when did we ever think so much about what we did in the wrong?

The reporter was shocked by Li Feng's passionate speech. He could not speak anymore, as if his own words could not support him against Li Feng's hot-bloodedness that seemed to exist due to the truth.

He swallowed his saliva, unsure of what to say.

"Although this teacher has beaten someone up, it's also for the sake of girls."

"That's right, if my family's Niuniu is bullied and I'm not by her side, I really hope that someone like her can help her."

"This kind of teacher is the correct view."

One second they might be insisting not to take down the windows. They said they were afraid of the sun shining down on them, making them unable to hide themselves, but the next moment they supported taking down the windows because they said they needed sunlight to dispel the darkness in the house.

As the voices of support for Li Feng grew louder and louder, the reporter felt that he could no longer stand steadily. He tried his best to think of a way to refute Li Feng's words, but it seemed that he could not find a better reason.

Maybe the reporter could not find a reason to speak, because he himself felt that Li Feng was right, but because of the difference in their positions, he had to be the opposite of what he said.

But Guang Touqiang and the others were different, they had no culture, and did not understand the meaning behind Li Feng's words.

In their world, it was normal for me to hit you, so why would you hit me?

Thus, they used their own methods to resist Li Feng's theory of hot-bloodedness.

"As a teacher, it's not right to beat someone up. Today, you must give us an explanation, or else we will be finished here." Guang Touqiang raised his head and said arrogantly.

"Then what do you want to say?" Li Feng said as he looked at Guang Touqiang with sharp eyes.

Guang Touqiang was stunned by Li Feng's question. That's right, what could he say?

Right now, go and beat up Li Feng?

It was impossible to beat him up, and it would be impossible to beat him up in this lifetime. Simply thinking of the dozen or so of his subordinates who were lying on the ground that day, terrified of being controlled by Li Feng, Guang Touqiang did not even have the intention to go over and touch Li Feng.

Guang Touqiang looked at Li Feng's sharp eyes, he was a little scared and was afraid that he would suddenly make a move, hence he secretly glanced at the reporter beside him.

He hoped that the reporter would give him some hints as to what exactly he was looking for. After all, the reporter had drank ink before, so he could always think of some corresponding method, right?

However, the reporter didn't seem to have noticed Guang Touqiang's actions at all. It was as if he didn't intend to help Guang Touqiang at all.

Seeing that no one could help him, Guang Touqiang became a little flustered.

As long as he fought, how could his words be as good as those who had read books? For a moment, as a delinquent's elder brother, he stood there without saying anything.

Guang Touqiang, who was already a little guilty, immediately took a few steps back when he heard Li Feng's words, and then said while trembling, "Don't be complacent, we will come back, and we will settle this debt with you."

After he finished speaking, he quickly left with his little brother, as if he was afraid that Li Feng would really get hot-blooded.

"What about you?" Li Feng turned and asked the reporter.

"I won't disturb the students from attending school, and I won't disturb the classes of the teachers either." The reporter smiled bitterly before leaving with the photographer.

"Disperse, it's time to go to work. It's time to buy groceries." Teacher Sun Ming said to the surrounding spectators.

As soon as the crowd dispersed from the scene, everyone went to do their own things. It was as if nothing had happened here.

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