Chapter 107: A Group of People Waiting for Her to Make a Fool of Herself

Bai Wei sat in the audience, a trace of confusion on her face. "The next one is our son's class, right?"

Luo Jiantao glanced at the roster. "Correct. It's a dance performance!"

Xue's father and Xue's mother wore identical expressions of excitement. When they learned the program had been rehearsed by their own daughter, pride surged through them.

The previous act had been a piano performance, so the piano remained lifted for the next item.

Guan Zhenzhen was escorted to the piano. Several onlookers exchanged puzzled glances. Why a dance performance yet piano music was still required?

The music swelled. A group of girls in graceful steps glided onto the stage. Their parents immediately raised cameras, recording every moment. This was their first school performance since enrollment—memorable and precious.

The dance concluded, and two more acts passed before it was time for Luo Shencheng’s taekwondo display.

Senior high students were generally tall and slender; in their uniforms they looked youthful and striking.

The moment Bai Wei spotted her son, she unfurled a banner. “Shencheng, fight hard!”

Most Fuzhong performances involved singing, dancing, or recitation. A street-dance number had already drawn loud cheers, yet the precise, powerful movements of taekwondo reignited the entire venue.

No one had anticipated that Z-class students could deliver such a commanding display!

The final move saw Luo Shencheng lead the group through a synchronized backflip, landing with perfect control. Thunderous applause erupted.

Luo Jiantao beamed with fatherly pride. “That’s my son!”

Bai Wei filmed the entire performance, vowing to burn it onto DVD and share copies with relatives and friends.

After the show ended, the principal delivered a brief address, then invited everyone to rest before the alumni experience-sharing session.

Guan Zhenzhen’s ankle had received prompt care, yet she still could not walk. Rather than miss the festive atmosphere, her father promptly ordered a wheelchair.

Shen Chutang stepped forward to apologize, but Guan’s father waved him off with a warm smile. “Kids bump into things and bruise themselves—that’s normal. My Zhenzhen has spoken of Teacher Shen many times, praising how capable you are. You can guide her easily; I’m truly at ease!”

Shen Chutang offered a gentle smile. “There is a banquet later. Please feel free to rest.”

Shen Tingting stood at a distance, watching Shen Chutang surrounded by admirers. A flicker of displeasure crossed her features. Why did she command such devotion? Even at school, people still greeted her with “Teacher, hello.”

The more she thought about it, the hotter her resentment grew. She shot a glance at Qian Zihan. “Has it been settled?”

Today the A-class group was handling the large screen. They nodded confidently. “Relax, everything is ready.”

A sly smile curved Shen Tingting’s lips. Finally, the day had arrived.

The banquet began at once. Each class had set up its own stall, laden with homemade food and games. Students had prepared drinks, desserts, and snacks; the cafeteria also supplied meals, allowing parents to join in the fun.

Z-class parents had never tasted the children’s creations. The line at their stall stretched long.

Music continued to play, filling the campus with lively, joyful energy.

At that moment, someone pointed at the large screen and gasped in astonishment. “What is this? What’s being shown on the big screen?”

The question drew every eye toward the screen. There, a slideshow of indecent photographs began to loop.

The subjects of the images were unmistakably Shen Chutang.

Parents’ voices rose in heated discussion. The principal tried to intervene but arrived too late.

Shen Tingting clapped a hand over her mouth, eyes wide with feigned shock. “Oh no—who released these photos? The school clearly suppressed the matter before!”

Qian Zihan’s mother, Mrs. Qian, arrived and frowned. “What do you mean? Were these pictures already circulating in the school?”

Shen Tingting’s expression turned helpless. “Yes. They were raging on the forum, but the school deleted the posts and forbade discussion. That’s why the matter quietly died down!”

Mrs. Qian and the other parents had already visited the principal’s office in protest. Now she stepped forward. “Principal, we never approved Shen Chutang’s appointment here. Now this scandal has surfaced. Shouldn’t you offer us an explanation?”

“Just look at that—such an improper teacher on campus? We will not tolerate it!”

“Scum like this deserves to be expelled!”

Several A-class parents, led by Mrs. Qian, formed the core of the parents’ committee. They immediately began denouncing Shen Chutang for removal.

Parents from other classes, unaware of the context, quickly sided with them. A “garbage” class like Z with such a teacher—they should all be gone!

Shen Chutang raised an eyebrow, observing the group gathered and waiting for her.