Chapter 8: If You're Going to Hit, Aim for the Face_1

The "administrator" they spoke of was naturally the manager of the dormitory building.

Here, for each dormitory building, there is a main administrator responsible for all affairs of the entire building.

This includes paying accommodation fees, transferring dormitories, dealing with everything that happens in the dormitory. Their power was pretty substantial.

In addition, there is a small administrator on each floor in charge of floor management, including floor sanitation, bed linen washing, and others.

The main administrator of Building Six was an old lady, who looked kindly but was not easy to talk to and was quite stern.

Upon hearing the "warning" from the boys outside the door, Wang Ye hesitated for a moment and then decisively said, "Just slap him twice, and this matter will be over. Later, don't any of you speak, I'll handle the administrator."

With that, he grabbed the short boy with long hair by the neck and pushed him in front of Song Xiaogang.

Given the circumstances, Song Xiaogang no longer hesitated. He gritted his teeth, reached out his hand and gave the short boy two slaps...

The face of the short boy visibly reddened...

In fact, Song Xiaogang did not exert much force, otherwise, the boy's face would have turned blue instead of red!

A slap in the face doesn't inflict much physical harm, but it's highly insulting.

The shorty almost jumped up on the spot, but Wang Ye held him down by the shoulder.

At this point, the admin had already come to the door...

The elderly woman with gray hair stuck her head in to look around, her face stern as she asked, "What are you doing!"

Of course, she spoke in Russian. Although simple, everyone could understand, especially Wang Ye.

None of the others said anything because Wang Ye had previously instructed them not to speak, and he would handle it.

Wang Ye calmly took two steps forward, came to the old lady, and smilingly said, "Hello, I'm a new student who just arrived tonight. These are my friends who came over to welcome me. We were having a lively discussion, so it got late, I'm sorry. We'll go to bed right away."

Naturally, these words were also spoken in Russian.

Truth be told, this level of proficiency was beyond what should be expected from those in their preparatory year, like Wang Ye...

So, the old lady was a bit surprised after listening and looked at Wang Ye in astonishment.

She knew that a new batch of students studying abroad had arrived that night, and she had naturally handled their check-in procedure.

However, she didn't expect the language proficiency of this newly arrived student studying abroad to be so high, and his pronunciation was absolutely accurate.

If she had closed her eyes, she might have thought that it was a native Russian student talking to her!

"Your Russian is quite impressive, have you studied it before? With your language level, you should be taking the terminal examination instead of being in the preparatory stage." Her face softened as she asked curiously.

"Haha, yes, I've studied Russian for many years. My grandfather also studied in Moscow, at the Aerospace University, and he's taught me Russian since I was a kid." Wang Ye said with a straight face and a steady pulse.

Of course, the truth was not as he said, his grandfather had never studied in Russia, and Wang Ye had never learned Russian since he was young.

However, all these were just trivial...

But with Wang Ye's words, the old lady immediately became quite fond of him!

This was a "comrade", one of her own!

She smiled and kindly said, "Your grandfather and you, two generations studying in Russia, that's a wonderful story. It seems your family has a fate with Russia. Welcome to Moscow, I hope you have a pleasant study experience here, and after you graduate successfully, go back and build your own country. China is a great country, just like Russia."

......

While the two of them were having a pleasant conversation, the others were stunned.

They didn't understand what Wang Ye and the old lady were saying.

After all, Russian is one of the world's most difficult languages to learn, with a complexity that nearly matches Chinese!

This was much more difficult than English. These students had all studied English before, and at most they had only studied Russian for half a year, so naturally their proficiency wasn't high.

To understand the conversation between Wang Ye and the old lady, they would need to study for at least an additional year or two.

However, when they looked at Wang Ye, they had to admire him.

In a foreign land, language ability could be said to be the most important skill!

If your language skills are not good, it's difficult to communicate with others when something comes up.

This is Moscow, where everyone naturally needs to speak Russian, and not many people here learn English, including college students, there are not many who can speak English.

Whether it's daily life, studying at school, or working part-time during out-of-school hours, Russian is necessary.

So students with good Russian are quite welcome, because sometimes when they want to do something and their language skills are not up to par, they need to ask these students with good Russian for help.

Like now, if it weren't for Wang Ye's excellent Russian proficiency, who had merely exchanged a few words to dismiss the old lady.

This could have led to serious consequences. If the old lady knew that these people were fighting, they could likely be disciplined by the school, or even be expelled and deported, as Wang Ye had just said...

......

After a pleasant chat with the old lady, the old lady, twisting her bucket waist, started walking out the door. While walking, she continued to remind Wang Ye to go to bed early and not to disturb other students' rest.

Wang Ye naturally nodded in agreement, escorted the old lady to the door, and waved goodbye.

It was not until the footsteps of the old lady disappeared at the corner of the corridor that Wang Ye turned back into the room. Song Xiaogang and the other three boys were still standing there, not daring to move.

"Alright, no more fussing around in the middle of the night. What are you guys doing just standing here, do you still want me to show you out?" Wang Ye looked at the three of them and said, smiling.

The tall, medium, and short boys quickly walked out. They didn't dare to make any more trouble.

In terms of physique, the three of them together didn't stand a chance against Wang Ye and Song Xiaogang.

In addition, they realized that Wang Ye's Russian skills were indeed very high. If anything happened, Wang Ye could communicate freely with the school authorities, they wouldn't even know how to defend themselves...

So there was no need to think about it anymore, it's better to make a quick exit!

After the three boys left, Xiao Hei, who was hiding outside the door, also returned. He looked at Song Xiaogang, yelled two words, Wang Ye and Song Xiaogang both did not understand what language he was speaking.

But judging by his manner, he seemed to be implying that Song Xiaogang was injured.

Then Xiao Hei looked at Wang Ye, gave him a thumbs up, and didn't say anything.

Wang Ye smiled and waved his hand, then looked at Song Xiaogang and said, "Go wash your face in the bathroom, your face is a bit swollen. Apply a hot towel, and I'll go downstairs for a bit."

After speaking, he picked up his wallet and headed downstairs wearing his slippers...