"Thank you, Teacher Zhao, I understand," Jiang Zhe said.
After thinking for a moment, Teacher Zhao said, "How about this, for the time being, you study at home. Once things are under control, I will contact you to come back to school, okay?"
"Alright," Jiang Zhe had thought it unnecessary, but since Teacher Zhao was being so sincere, she didn't want to cause any trouble for him.
After she finished speaking and walked out, a crowd of students surged forward, "Jiang Zhe, it must be your Jiang Family behind this again, right?"
"Every time, it's your Jiang Family, why?"
"I had an aunt who died from the flu epidemic back then, and now this is happening again?"
Everyone crowded around, their voices a cacophony.
These were all people who had recently heard about these matters from their parents and were righteously indignant, naturally speaking recklessly to Jiang Zhe.