strictlysupreme Chapter 138 Old Fu's Way of Being a Principal
Chapter 138 Old Fu's Way of Being a Principal
"What's the point of smoking? If you don't listen, wait until your lung function deteriorates and then see what you can do." Old Fu jumped up and snatched the cigarette away.
"I'm just thinking about your health. How could I harm you?"
"If you continue like this, I will call your son over here, take you home, and ask you to reflect on yourself."
"You're right." Uncle Chang agreed and took out another cigarette: "I only smoke one, not every day. The amount is small, and the harm to the body is so small that it can be ignored."
"Nonsense! This is simply alarmist!" Old Fu snatched the lighter away and said the most ruthless words with the coldest expression.
"According to what you said, if I don't study every day and my head is empty, can my grades still be ignored?"
“The sky didn’t collapse all at once, but the hole grew bigger little by little.”
"It's just like studying. If you don't work hard during the semester, you'll be a nobody at the end of the semester. Others will try to find the gaps and make up for them, but I, Nuwa, will make up for the gaps."
Old Fu's touching speech made Uncle Chang start to think: "Why do I feel that you have become mature, very different from before, as if you have become a different person."
"I've always been like this. You don't have to worship me, just praise me. Louder, I love to hear it."
"I'm going to publish my autobiography in a few months. If you support me then, I'll sign it for you and also give you a signed photo of me." Old Fu was serious for only two seconds.
"Then again, you should quit smoking right away, or else in a few years, the old guys who are a few years older than you will still be alive and kicking at school, and you'll be the first to be laid up."
"I'll play basketball next to your bed when the time comes. You can't get out of bed and just sit there and wait for me."
What Mr. Fu said is rough but true.
Uncle Chang imagined the scene and found it hard to accept. He coughed violently a few times, as if he really felt that his lung function had deteriorated. "But quitting smoking is too difficult. I can't help it."
"It's not that it's hard to quit smoking, it's that you're too idle and have no time to spare."
"Don't blame the uneven road for your poor performance. Let me find you a job. I saw a small pothole on the road just now. Go to the physics class and ask them for some cement to fill it up."
"Then take the big broom on the porch and sweep up these fallen leaves."
"When you are busy, you won't want to smoke. Just think of it as a contribution to the development of the school. As the principal today, I will remember your efforts."
Uncle Chang nodded as if he understood, and went to look for cement obediently. Old Fu left with satisfaction.
He admired himself more and more. He was simply a genius. Principal Lin had originally planned to ask a cement worker to fill the hole.
However, since there is free labor, it would be a waste not to use it, and he saved money for the school.
When he came back from the restaurant, Uncle Chang had already filled the fist-sized hole with swift movements and was sweeping the floor.
Old Fu stood on the second floor and "gave orders".
"There are a lot of leaves on the left side, so sweep it clean. Be gentle and don't sweep up all the dust."
"Pick up the toilet paper on the ground on the right and throw it in the trash can. Who is so uncultured as to litter? It's better not to let me find out."
"You work hard and don't be lazy. I'm watching you."
"Our senior citizens' university is only going to get better and better because of good students like you who love labor and love the school. The school is proud of you today and will be proud of you tomorrow."
After hearing Mr. Fu's praise, Uncle Chang became full of motivation. He had no place to put his energy. He swept from the teaching school to the front gate, and swept away all the fallen leaves piled on the main roads and paths.
After finishing all the work, he was exhausted and panting. He finally had time to lean against the wall and think:
"I feel like something is wrong."
"He's not the real principal, why should I listen to him?"
He turned around to settle the score with Old Fu, but found that Old Fu had gone to pick a fight with Uncle Li again.
"Mr. Li, how many times have I told you not to bring junk food to school?"
"The atmosphere of our school is ruined by people like you."
Uncle Li, who holds the dirty laundry of the "One-Day Principal", is fearless and says, "Leave me alone. You usually eat a lot."
"I am the principal today. You should say hello to the principal when you see him."
Uncle Li chewed on spicy noodles and said with disdain, "I greeted Principal Lin out of courtesy, but I won't greet you because I'm afraid you'll be too proud.
"You really don't want to eat it? Then I won't leave it for you."
Old Fu swallowed hard, and after a fierce struggle in his heart, he decided not to treat his mouth badly.
He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them, so he quietly told Uncle Li: "Leave some for me and put it on my table."
"Hey, didn't Principal Fu say in a righteous manner that he didn't want to eat?" Uncle Li said sarcastically.
"I am the principal now, so I really can't eat it."
"I won't be the principal anymore after school, so I'll eat it then. You save it for me." Old Fu argued.
Uncle Li's eyes flashed with cunning, "I can give you food, but you can't eat it for free. Do you have any information about the holiday time?"
"I don't know about the holiday, but I have other big news."
Old Fu sat down with his legs crossed. Halfway through his words, he aroused Uncle Li's curiosity.
The uncles and aunts who were chatting in the class gathered around and urged anxiously: "Don't keep us in suspense, just speak up."
After enjoying the attention of everyone, Old Fu pretended to be mysterious and asked everyone to come closer: "Principal Lin has a family meeting at work."
"Keep a low profile these days. It would be bad for the family if we held a party."
Everyone dispersed again.
"This is not breaking news, everyone knows it." Aunt Xu spoke frankly.
"Aren't you afraid that your son will be criticized when he gets home after the ceremony?" Old Fu asked anxiously. This was not the reaction he wanted.
"Not everyone commits crimes every day like you do."
"By the way, there's also Lao Li. You two are always making trouble." Aunt Xu adjusted the silk scarf around her neck.
A world was reached where only Lao Fu and Uncle Li were hurt.
……
In the school clinic, after finishing a bottle of IV, Lin Qinglan felt much better.
Doctor Fang is giving her the second injection.
Lin Qinglan didn't dare to look at the needle. She turned her head to the side and chatted with Dr. Fang.
"How is Aunt Lu doing recently?"
Lin Qinglan previously visited Aunt Lu, who suffers from Alzheimer's disease, at her home.
Dr. Fang has been following up on Aunt Lu’s physical condition since then.
Her son said that Aunt Lu was looking forward to returning to the senior citizens' university for classes, and in order to respect the old lady's wishes, they did not come to refund the money.
Aunt Lu’s name has always been there.
But everyone knows that Alzheimer's disease is difficult to recover from, and even if the condition improves, one will still need someone to take care of him/her.
Fortunately, Dr. Fang brought good news.
"Aunt Lu is in much better condition now. She is not losing control of her emotions and is conscious most of the time. This is mainly because her family members are taking good care of her."
Outside the school clinic, the uncles and aunts from the planting class were making a lot of noise. They were conducting an acceptance check of their final results.