I Didn't Open the Harem, What Did I Do Wrong?

"As for the cooperation between the student unions of the two schools, what is the extent?"

"Does it mean that the cooperation is only verbal and written, or that the two parties jointly organize several activities, or that the two parties really want to cooperate?"

"These three require different energy and time. Please explain clearly."

"There are all three. This time, I will tell you, the principal, that the students of the two schools can hold a grand school festival together. Anyway, the school festivals of the two schools are only three days apart, so we might as well hold them together."

"What about the time?"

"Two weeks later, according to the time of the Banyari School Festival."

"It's too short. If the two schools cooperate, we don't even have a plan now. The student union of your school has never met with us. It will take time for a group of people to discuss when the plan will be. Since it is a cooperation between the two schools, it is such a huge workload. It's a question, and..."

Shinomiya Kaguya continued to analyze: "What should we do about the cooperation project between the students of our two schools? Should they all come to Xiuzhi Academy or go to Banyari, but neither of the two sides can accommodate the number of students in the two schools. , if it is held quickly... it seems that there is no point in cooperating."

"It's very simple."

"Simple?"

Mu Zidu is not simple at all, what Sigong Huiye said is a real problem, and what this principal Tong Yisa said is really easy.

But in the next move, this Principal Tong Yisa proved himself.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call, then said lightly:

"It's time to start."

"Boom~~~~! Boom~~~!"

It was the sound of the wall between the two schools collapsing. I don't know when many excavators and engineering equipment appeared there.

"Your principal and I spent a lot of money to find the famous Lanxiang Construction Team from Qilu Land, who gave them the nickname Infrastructure Madness. We promise to complete the open-air stage for the student activities of the two schools within a week, the super large hall for speeches, and the two schools. Once the wall between the schools is flattened, a route will be built to make it easier for students from the two schools to come and go.”

"You just go and do it according to the wishes of the students of your two schools. The fun school festival is born from your ideas."

Accompanied by the roaring sound outside the window, the stern-faced Principal Tong's words were extraordinarily firm and powerful.

"That's true. On behalf of Xiuzhi Academy, I also promise that we will support all your decisions during the school festival."

Not only the principal of Ban Yali, but also the principal of Xiuzhi Academy himself made a promise.

"Then, why did you two principals do this?"

Muzi felt that he could no longer understand the thinking of these two principals, and they were working too hard for a school festival.

"The school festival is the best time for a school to show its image and connotation. The number of students in Fanshili has been decreasing in recent years. If it continues like this, there will be problems. Cooperation with an old and famous school will somewhat take advantage of it."

The principal Tong Yisa continued:

"And... two students who don't know each other from the school work hard together for the goal of the school festival. I think it must be an indispensable wonderful memory in their future lives."

"As it should be"

The old principal of Xiuzhi Academy took Tong Yisa's words and continued his style of education:

"Students of Xiuzhi College should also have more contact with other peers. The internal promotion has made these students lack the experience of communicating with other peers of all kinds."

"Solidification, self-built walls, and complacency... This is not good."

As always, the preaching is full of consideration for the growth of his own students, and it is also like an old man who is full of expectations and care for his children.

"A person who studies alone without friends is lonely and ignorant."

Chapter 120

It's a pity that someone's nonsense aroused Kirisu Mafuyu's jealousy as a girl before. This time on Friday, there is no cute and cute history teacher waiting to feed.

For some reason, Muzi was not used to seeing the empty table today.

It seems that picking up an iceberg beauty teacher on my seat on Friday evening has become a daily routine, but it's a pity that today I have to go back by myself.

But it is also a kind of happiness not to experience the speed of the car facing death at that moment.

Comforting himself like this, Mu Zi slowed down his pace, the night was getting late and the night was getting late, and the smell of takoyaki that came from time to time was even more tempting.

It seems that there are a lot of snack stalls here, and Muzi is thinking about whether to have whole snacks during the school festival of his class.

Mu Zidu decisively bought a large portion, compared to Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua, she will definitely like it, then watch her eat takoyaki with a happy smile, and at the same time perform continuous hand knife on her, and hear her lovely mourning sound .....

Muzi even imagined the change of expressions of Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua in his mind....

Forget it, forget it... If you really do this, I'm afraid it will become a ghost material for Xiaopozhan.

Resolutely gave up this idea, Muzi felt that he would go back and look at Xiaoniaoyou Liuhua's math results before deciding how to bully her.

Take the tram, it's only one stop away.

It is still the old station with a sense of antiquity and time, and Mu Zidu is now used to the bumpy feeling brought about by this antiquity.

Along the small road beside a shallow river, we arrived at the familiar jade market in a short while.

The angry noise that hadn't gone far made Muzidu relax, and he greeted the flower shop owner, because he didn't know why the star flower he bought last time was still dead, so Muzidu wasn't too old idea of ​​buying flowers.

The afro-haired grocery boy still looked at the bathhouse not far away in his spare time, and Muzi still remembered that the store manager's daughter was a good-looking beauty.

As soon as he arrived at the Yuzi House, Muzi heard Kitashirakawa Yuko's flustered voice, accompanied by the crowing of chickens and the laughing and joking sounds of people on the street.

"Factory Manager~ Stop chasing cakes!"