Principal Yang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't hang up Xia Wanyuan's phone, "Tell me."

The dean of the art department and the dean of the literature department looked at each other, "Principal, I'm afraid I'm going to give the students a holiday these few days,"

"What do you mean?" Principal Yang wondered for a while, and he didn't have any vacations recently. "Why are you on vacation?"

"Because there are no teachers anymore." The directors' faces were full of helplessness.

"Where's the teacher?" Principal Yang was completely at a loss for the words of the two directors.

"They've all gone to Linxi." The director looked helpless. "There was a lot of commotion at Nancheng University. When the teachers heard about this, they were so angry that they bought air tickets and left."

"." Principal Yang raised his hand and patted his forehead, "What are these things?"

On the other side of the phone, Xia Wanyuan was also a little helpless, "Otherwise, principal, would you let those professors go back first?"

Principal Yang thought for a while, "No need."

Looking at it from another angle, it's not necessarily a bad thing.

Because of the secret battle between the North and South universities, there are also various estrangements between teachers.

Academically, people pay attention to the integration of all rivers and the sea, but the academic world of China has now formed a scene of separation between the north and the south, and there have been no decent exchanges for many years.

Principal Yang thought for a while. Taking this opportunity, it was good to let the teachers go out for a walk and receive some new information.

"Let them go," Principal Yang looked at the directors in front of him. "You two should go and pack up, too."

"." The two directors didn't expect things to turn out like this. They came here mainly because they wanted the principal to preside over the scene and pull those teachers back.

Well this time, even they have to go over, "Okay principal, we'll set off now."

The directors left the office. On the other side of the phone, Xia Wanyuan probably guessed what Principal Yang was thinking.

Xia Wanyuan has always admired Principal Yang's tolerant attitude, "The Principal is generous."

Principal Yang laughed twice, "The atmosphere is one thing, but from the bottom of my heart, I still hope that you can win and give me a long face."

He and the president of Nancheng University had been mortal enemies for decades. The old man couldn't find him happy every day. If Xia Wanyuan could respond to him, Principal Yang would be happy to see it.

"Do your best." Xia Wanyuan said a few more words to Principal Yang before hanging up.

Xia Wanyuan put down her phone, and was just about to go out for a walk, when a reminder letter began to ring in her mailbox.

Xia Wanyuan opened it and looked at it, a helpless smile appeared in her eyes,

Xia Wanyuan is very popular. There are also reports about her in the international media. Many people abroad naturally know about the battle between Nancheng University and Xia Wanyuan this time.

Immediately, many people were willing to come to help Xia Wanyuan,

Among the people who send emails to Xia Wanyuan now, there are professors from Cambridge University, members of the Magnesia Calligraphy and Painting Association, and many internationally renowned experts and scholars.

One after another, Linxi, who used to be silent in the past, has actually become the focus of the world this time.

In the end, the scene was so big that Nancheng University didn't even think of it, and it's not under their control at all.

In this literary meeting, from the beginning of Nancheng University against Xia Wanyuan,

Up to now, it has become a grand event involving the whole world and across the entire Chinese academic circle.

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