Chapter 267 The Old Rules Erased
"Yu Xinyi, can your ribbon cut off a person's arm?"
Yu Xinyi thought the dean's question was inexplicable. The ribbon of the second-order asymptote could definitely cut off the arm of the first-order asymptote. If the dean fell asleep, her ribbon could also cut off the dean's arm.
"Yes." Yu Xinyi realized something was wrong after she gave the answer: The dean would not ask me this question for no reason. The dean asked, and I answered "yes", then the dean would definitely let me use my ability. Do all those people with black musical notes on their heads have to lose their arms? Are the crimes they committed so serious?
"Although the school rules were not written by the principal, he is the one who enforces them. He could have written a new set of school rules, but he didn't. He doesn't need to keep his right hand anymore."
Yu Xinyi breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, it was just a person’s right hand cut off, it’s not too serious.
The forging belt scratched Zhang Zhichao's right wrist, blood gushed out, and the severed limb fell to the ground.
"Pick up his hand. I'm going to use it to erase a few school rules." Zhao Yuxi's goal was not to deduct anyone's points or make anyone lose their right hand. These were just episodes, processes leading to the final result. What she wanted to do was to get many people to voluntarily erase the school rules and no longer follow the old school rules.
Yu Xinyi wrapped a ribbon around the principal's fingers.
Zhao Yuxi made the lines of words on the metal plate glow with colorful light. This was the "rule" she wanted to erase.
Male and female students are not allowed to ride the same bicycle in and out of school; male and female students chase and fight with each other and touch each other; a boy and a girl have private contact in a secluded corner; male and female students treat each other to meals, send text messages to each other, give each other gifts, pass notes and letters to each other; call each other brother and sister or other nicknames; male and female students interact frequently; male and female students hold hands and put their arms around each other's shoulders, etc.
The finger slid across the metal plate, and the blood covered the writing. Every time a word on the metal plate was covered, a large colorful word appeared in the air.
Zhao Yuxi wants minors to have the same rights as adults, which is a difficult project. At the beginning of the project, she wanted minors to have the right to pursue the person they love.
"You still have one hand left. It's up to you to decide which rules you can't keep."
There were many words on the metal plate, and some school rules Zhang Zhichao didn't want to keep. Some rules should have been cancelled long ago, such as not allowing mobile phones and not allowing long hair, but his superiors delayed giving him orders, so he delayed taking action, which led to the loss of his right hand.
Zhang Zhichao didn't want to lose his left hand again. He used a metal plate to scratch his palm in a cross shape, and blood splattered. He slapped the metal plate with his palm to wipe away the blood. He cleared all the school rules without leaving a single word.
Zhao Yuxi didn't expect the principal to be so determined. Determination is a good thing. With current technology, it is not difficult to give someone a prosthetic hand. It is also not difficult to reattach a hand that has just been severed.
"Yu Xinyi, take his hand back and keep it safe."
"Yes, sir. What do we do with the people with the black musical note?"
"I don't know. You decide."
Yu Xinyi was worried: When the dean said "I don't know", it was the most difficult to deal with. As long as the dean issued a clear order, even if she asked me to cut off all the arms of these people, it would be a trivial matter and could be completed in the blink of an eye. However, the dean gave me the right to deal with these people. I am the one who makes the decision and I also have the responsibility. The more responsibility you take, the more risk you take.
"I'll take them back first and record their personal information." The mistakes these people made were just minor ones. It can even be said that the mistakes they made are made by everyone. If they are to be locked up, it means that anyone can be locked up, it's just that the time has not come yet. If they are to be fined, it means... Yu Xinyi doesn't want them to be punished too severely. "That's fine, just let someone else do this kind of small thing. Come with me first, you have more important things to do."
Zhao Yuxi used the elemental dissolution technique to bring Yu Xinyi back to the branch of the research institute, and then handed her a colorful USB flash drive: "You upload this video to the Internet. You write a suitable copy, and remember to use euphemistic words."
Up to now, Yu Xinyi still hasn't fully understood the dean's true intention, but this doesn't stop her from giving a standard answer.
"Yes."
"Are you curious about why I do this?"
The other party's doubts were too obvious, her emotions were integrated into her expression, and people who were familiar with her could see her confusion and hesitation with just a few glances.
"Yes."
"Remember what I asked you to do before? Look for boys and girls who accompany each other in the schools in the city. Finding these people is not to make them stand in opposition to the old era, nor to let them accept accusations and insults from others, but to let them lead the new era. I want to give them the rights they deserve, make them people that the world aspires to, and let them enjoy the envy and praise of others."
"Dean, I understand." Yu Xinyi suddenly realized: many of the seemingly irrational things the dean did actually contained some necessary deep meanings. Not long ago, the dean was also a high school student. She knew what those people needed, wanted, deserved, and could get. She was helping people of her age to realize their wishes, and perhaps, she was also helping her past self to realize her wishes.
"You should have understood it a long time ago, instead of waiting for me to finish speaking. Find someone to post the video and copy online, but you must write the copy. Put other work aside and put this first. When the copy is finished, send it to me first."
"Yes."
Zhao Yuxi left the branch and returned to her residence. She planned to send a copy of the video in the USB drive to Gu Tingzhou so that he could see what she had done today in advance.
Yu Xinyi opened the USB drive. The video was not long, only a few minutes. There was no face of the dean in the video, only colorful shadows. Her voice turned into colorful notes, echoing in the air.
The video starts with "You start reading, it's okay to speak softly, I can let everyone hear it", and ends with "Yu Xinyi, take his hand back and keep it safe". During this period, the words of the dean, the principal, and her, thousands of notes fell on people's heads, and the blue tide surged into the crowd. These sounds and images are all in the video.
Once this video is made public, it will probably make millions of people tremble with fear and live in anxiety. Once the principal's colleagues see this video, the old school rules will inevitably be erased, but who will write the new school rules?
Neither the new order nor the old order can interfere with the dean, but as the dean's assistant, she has to maintain both the old order and the new order. If she is not careful, countless people will pay the price for the dean's great ideals.
Of course, these people are not important. What is important is how the dean will view her? Will the dean think that her work ability is limited and let her be demoted again? This must not be allowed to happen!
After watching the video, Yu Xinyi started writing the copy. She was not good at it, but she understood the dean's intention, so she wrote it easily and without any obstacles. Moreover, the more she wrote, the more proud she felt, as if she had done the same things as the dean, as if the dean had done those things at her instruction.
(End of this chapter)