Retired boss builds school from scratch

When Wu Xuyao ​​saw their pale faces, he was really scared, so he snorted softly and continued to say in a deep voice, "You guys made me very unhappy today."

Hearing his words, the group of parents trembled in unison.

Wu Xuyao ​​turned to Dai Xiangyu and said, "Write down their names, and report the criticism after morning exercises. Don't let their little ones eat the newly bought things today."

Hearing Wu Xuyao's words, everyone's pale faces suddenly turned red!

How can you criticize them in front of those kids? !

It doesn't matter how shameless they are outside, but they never forget to maintain the dignity of their parents at home!

Now being criticized in front of so many brats, where will they put their old faces? !

How can I go out to meet people when I go out in the future!

When it came to their own interests, these parents directly ignored the second half of Wu Xuyao's sentence.

Who cares if the child has something to eat?Their face is the most important thing!

However, at this time, no one dared to speak out to protest, for fear of hitting Wu Xuyao's gun.

The expressions on those faces are wonderful.

After Dai Xiangyu agreed, Wu Xuyao ​​turned his head to look at the group of parents, his face became a little colder: "Now, bow and apologize to the teachers one by one, and then get out."

Hearing that they could leave, this group of people felt amnesty.They rushed over one by one in a hurry, bowed and apologized to Dai Xiangyu and the others, without the slightest bit of reluctance on their expressions.

Anyway, for 100 yuan to dare to make such a fuss, face is not a necessity for them.As long as they don't pierce their inexplicable adult self-esteem in front of the children, it's just an apology now, and no one is hypocritical.

After all the parents left, the gate of Wushan Primary School fell into silence again.

All the old teachers have experienced this, and everyone is obviously tired.

Anyone who has devoted himself to his career for so many years, but is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by kindness, will inevitably feel a little disheartened.

Fortunately, Dai Xiangyu has regained his faith, and he is not too decadent at this time.

He patted the shoulders of the old guys, and said with relief: "Everything is over, starting today, we are Wushan Primary School."

After finishing speaking, Dai Xiangyu cast his eyes on Wu Xuyao.

New school name, new principal.

Hopefully, it can also mean a new tomorrow!

The teachers didn't know Dai Xiangyu's ambition, so they nodded silently upon hearing this.

Seeing this, Wu Xuyao ​​raised his brows, but did not speak.

At the same time, the appearance of those parents running away was completely watched by the villagers living nearby.

Those who have something to do, immediately ran to ask them what happened.

But these people all have deep taboos, they don't shake their heads or wave their hands, and they don't want to reveal anything more, only mentioning a few "killing" vaguely.

These ambiguous words, combined with the rumors that came out of the market this morning, suddenly, new rumors prevailed at the foot of Niujiao Mountain: the new principal of the elementary school at the foot of the mountain seems to be a murderer!

The horror of this rumor has spread throughout Niujiao Town in just a few hours, and it is still spreading to the county at lightning speed!

Wu Daxie Fengping was murdered again!

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07:30am.

After the students of Wushan Primary School finished their morning exercises in the simple playground, the loudspeaker sounded not the exit music, but Dai Xiangyu's old and kind voice: "Students, please welcome our new principal with applause. : Principal Wu Xuyao, give a speech for everyone."

Hearing the words of the new principal, the noisy playground suddenly became much quieter.

The students who greeted Wu Xuyao ​​with the teachers yesterday morning suddenly fell silent and did not dare to speak anymore.

And those students who returned to school because of 100 yuan didn't know why, and they tiptoed curiously to look at the flag-raising platform.

In this strange atmosphere, Wu Xuyao ​​boarded the small concrete flag raising platform.

Then, the students who had not yet experienced aesthetic enlightenment let out a low cry.

Not to be handsome, but to be frightened!

Children are more sensitive to the emotions of others, and they can sensitively perceive the dangerous aura emanating from Wu Xuyao.

This reminds them of their furious parents and those days of braised pork with rattan! !

QAQ This, this is too scary! !

At this time, even the students who met Wu Xuyao ​​for the first time did not dare to move around.

Wu Xuyao ​​looked at the silent kids with satisfaction, and his tone was softer than he thought: "Starting today, our school will be renamed Wushan Primary School, and I will be your new principal. I hope that you will all grow up to be good to the society in the future." useful person."

And, someone who can earn him famous school currency.

After finishing speaking, Wu Xuyao ​​didn't have any other nonsense, and left neatly.

Looking at Wu Xuyao's back, Dai Xiangyu was stunned for a moment, and then his nose felt a little sore.

Sure enough, he saw the right person!

Although Principal Wu is not very close to people, he has the same expectations for the students as they do!

Dai Xiangyu took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and continued to read into the microphone: "Today, some of the parents of some students came to the school to make trouble. According to the principal's instruction, we will now report and criticize these parents."

"The following is the list of troublesome parents: Cao Shanfang, the parent of Meng Junjie, the parent of the sixth-year class; Meng Tie, the parent of Meng Kaikai, the fifth-year class; Cao Tiancai, the parent of the five-year class..."

The names were read out one by one, and the eyes of the students below followed each name and turned to different directions.

In the phalanx of Class [-], a tall, fair-skinned male student clenched his fists with a blushing face, and his face was extremely ugly!

He could feel that there were countless mocking and contemptuous eyes on him, making his face hotter and hotter!

What the hell is grandma doing!

Why are you making trouble!

(>Dish<) What a shame! ! !

Most of the other students whose names were read had the same reaction.

For a student of this age, if you criticize him personally, maybe he doesn't care.But if he criticizes his relatives, it will arouse his inexplicable shame.

No one wants to let others know that they have such a bad family!

After reading the list, the students returned to the classroom in an orderly manner.

Everyone was talking about what happened on the playground just now, and those students who were criticized by name were lying on their desks and shut themselves up.

But soon, a domineering sweet smell invaded all their senses.

The students suddenly looked up and looked outside the classroom door!

I saw that in the breakfast brought by the teacher today, in addition to a bucket of hot white porridge, there was also a large bucket of sweet liquid, which made these kids instinctively start to salivate!

The teacher heard the saliva of the students, and introduced with a smile: "This is the milk that the principal invites everyone to drink, one bowl for each person."

Hearing this, the eyes of the students lit up.

Seeing that they were about to rush forward, the teacher hurriedly said: "Sit down! Those who run around don't have to drink!"

As soon as these words came out, the great devil kings who usually don't listen to anything, immediately sat down obediently.

The teacher nodded in relief.

Sure enough, the headmaster had a solution.

But then, the teacher's expression turned cold: "The principal said that students whose parents came to make trouble today are not allowed to drink milk."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the students immediately scattered around the classroom.

There was only Class [-], and everyone's eyes were focused on the very center of the classroom.

Because everyone in the sixth grade had money to take, no one expected that there would be a parent of a sixth grade student who would also come to make trouble.

Moreover, this student was at school yesterday!

In other words, this student is the only one in the school who can get 200 yuan.

To take the best advantage and come here to make trouble, it can only be said that the hearts of the people are not enough to swallow the elephant.

The much-anticipated Meng Junjie blushed again.

He looked down at the books on the table, and it didn't take long for a few tears to drip down.

Seeing this, a burly girl sitting next to him immediately yelled loudly: "Meng Junjie is crying! He is crying! Hahaha!!"

Cui Hongfang, the homeroom teacher, frowned slightly when he heard the words, and scolded the girl: "Feng Laidi! Don't make fun of your classmates!"

Feng Laidi pouted nonchalantly.

Cui Hongfang didn't go down to comfort Meng Junjie either. He just sighed and said earnestly: "On the playground today, I saw many students feel ashamed. I think this is very good. Because it shows that you have learned what shame is. "

Facing the doubtful eyes of the students, Cui Hongfang said in a deep voice: "Study is not just for grades. When you come to school, what the teacher hopes more is that what you can learn is etiquette, integrity and shame, to be an upright person, and to be a good person to society. useful person."

"The main reason why things like this are happening today is because your parents were not educated. They're not bad, it's just that no one taught them, and these things shouldn't be done."

"So the teacher hopes that when your parents send you to school, when you learn how to be a good person, you can also go home and teach your parents and elders, so that they also understand these principles."

At the end, Cui Hongfang cast his eyes on Meng Junjie, and said sonorously: "Since you can't choose your own background, then try to make them better! You must remember that the key to changing your destiny is always in your own hands! do you know?"

Cui Hongfang's words are still too advanced for sixth grade students.

When the students heard the words, they only half-understood and responded sparsely, "Got it."

Only Meng Yuanliang, who was sitting in the corner, clenched his fists secretly.

The key...is it in your hand?

Before Meng Yuanliang could figure it out, Cui Hongfang's kind voice suddenly changed.

He took out the basic Chinese test paper that all the teachers stayed up all night last night, and uttered a voice that could be called a devil in the ears of the scumbags: "Today we are holding a basic test, everyone has breakfast quickly, and then we will take the Chinese test. "

Hearing this, the scumbag Meng Yuanliang froze, and suddenly recalled the fear of being dominated by idols.

The reactions of the other students were similar, they wailed a lot, and even the milk in their hands didn't smell good!