She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Well, don't get excited, we can just send him to the school leader's office. This person pretended to be a student and sneaked into the school. He must be a repeat offender!"

"Yes, send it to the principal's office!" the girls responded to Manshu.

There were also boys who volunteered to tie Tu Yang's hands behind his back and press him down. The young boys were very strong and Tu Yang was unable to move at all.

Tu Yang spat out a mouthful of blood foam and the skin at the corner of his mouth was broken.

This was the saddest day in his career as a reporter.

"Doesn't he like to peep in the restroom? How about we take him to the men's restroom?" The male students actively wanted to show off. Just now, the female students took the lead, and now it was their turn.

"I'm not going!" Tu Yang's words were a little unclear.

He knew that if he was dragged into the men's restroom, he would definitely be beaten again, so he simply shouted: "I am willing to meet your school leaders, classmate Yan Manshu, please tell them that this is a misunderstanding!"

"I'm here to collect..."

Before Tu Yang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Man Shu: "Maybe it really is a misunderstanding. After all, he was just squatting at the door of the toilet and hadn't gone in yet."

The first girl who rushed down with a broom immediately said, "How could it be a misunderstanding? He said he was here to scout the place!"

"I'm here for an interview!" Tu Yang was extremely angry. "Student Yan Manshu, if you don't want to be interviewed, that's fine, but how can you falsely accuse me like this?"

"What interview? I think you are just here to scout the place, sneaking around the door of the girls' restroom." The female classmate subconsciously pulled Mansu behind her.

She was a member of the school volleyball team. She was at least 1.7 meters tall and looked healthy and strong. She protected Manshu like a hen protecting her chicks.

When Manshu was pulled by her, he smiled and said nothing.

"What are you talking about sneaking around? I came to the restroom with classmate Yan Manshu." Tu Yang wondered if one of his teeth was loosened, and there was a taste of rust in his mouth.

"Okay, so you're following your female classmates under the pretext of an interview, right?"

Others also spoke up, saying that the beating had already happened and this person must be nailed to the pillar of shame.

Otherwise, what if the school leaders blame them?

I have to say, these students do have some brains.

They were fighting vigorously here, and someone had already notified the school leaders.

Director Gao was the first to arrive when he heard that a man had sneaked into the school and was peeping at the door of the girls' restroom.

"Where is the Peeping Tom?" Director Gao saw Manshu at a glance and looked at her worriedly.

Seeing that she was fine, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Director Gao not only came himself, but also brought security guards.

The two security guards saw the man who was knocked to the ground, and their mouths twitched: They are not needed at all in this situation.

"Teacher Gao, it's him!"

The 1.7-meter-tall girl poked Tu Yang with a broom.

Tu Yang once again had a close contact with the broom that swept the toilet, and he felt so disgusted that he almost vomited out the food he had eaten the previous night.

"My dear...you are not a student of our school? Where did the school uniform come from?" Director Gao looked at Tu Yang, his eyes instantly becoming sharp.

Tu Yang looked sullen: "I borrowed the school uniform, but I really have no ill intentions. I sneaked into the school purely to interview Yan Manshu."

"Teacher, please believe me, I really didn't peep at girls." Tu Yang raised his hand, wishing he could swear to the sky.

If this matter gets out, he will forget about working in the newspaper.