Principal Yang was stunned for a moment, but he did not hang up on Xia Wanyuan. "Tell me."
The head of the art department and the head of the literature department looked at each other. "Principal, I'm afraid we'll have to give the students a break in the next few days."
"What do you mean?" Principal Yang was puzzled. There weren't many holidays recently. "Why are you on leave?"
"Because there are no more teachers." The directors' faces were filled with helplessness.
"Where are the teachers?" Principal Yang was completely confused by the two directors' words.
"They've all gone to Linxi." The director looked helpless. "There was an uproar at Nancheng University. When the teachers heard about this, they were furious. They bought plane tickets and left."
"…" Principal Yang raised his hand and patted his forehead. "What is going on?"
