Retired boss builds school from scratch

Hearing this, Teng Mingjie froze for a moment.

Wu Xuyao ​​glanced at him, then continued to walk lazily with his pockets in his pockets.

It's just that the memory inevitably recalls something from the past.

Before entering the game, Wu Xuyao ​​was extremely intelligent since he was a child, and he still had a madness in his bones that ordinary people didn't have.

At such a young age, he can play Wu Pengkun around.Sometimes even in order to get revenge, he would not hesitate to pay a higher price!

It was also because of this that Wu Pengkun later restrained his attacks on Wu Xuyao ​​a lot, and he didn't dare to make him go crazy again.

Such Wu Xuyao ​​has a very high talent in design.After being admitted to Gore University, not to mention being proud of his talents, he also showed his sharpness.

So those designs, on the one hand, are for showing off skills, and on the other hand, they want to show their own uniqueness.

In short, it is the second disease.

Now, those years have faded in Wu Xuyao's mind.

Now that Wu Xuyao ​​recalled it again, he always felt that there was an insurmountable gap, and the sense of reality was a little less.

Therefore, Brother Wu didn't show mercy to his former self.

Even in the eyes of outsiders, it was just me a few months ago.

Teng Mingjie watched Wu Xuyao's back gradually walking away, and then slowly recovered from the blow, and hurriedly followed.

Only this time, Teng Mingjie, who had been talking about something all the time, stopped for a long time before saying anything, but finally said nothing.

Before he met Wu Xuyao ​​himself, he had imagined the answer to that question many times.

He thought he would talk to "yao" about the boundary between secularism and art, or the fine line between a genius and a madman.

But it never occurred to him that one day he would get such an answer.

Teng Mingjie's filter was ruthlessly smashed by the boss Wu, and he became listless.

However, Boss Wu would not give him psychological counseling, take him to Ji Huachi's new office, and just let him go.

……

Teng Mingjie's early arrival did not bring any changes to Wushan Primary School.

After he tidied up the glass hearts all over the place, he never bothered Wu Xuyao ​​again.

Instead, I carry my drawing board on my back and my toolbox to go to the mountains to collect scenery every day.

Teng Mingjie's mouth is also a troublemaker.

Sometimes, he went up the mountain all day without incident;

Sometimes, in less than half a day, he would be swept down the mountain by distraught villagers.

If Wushan Primary School hadn't had two strong men serving as school police, Teng Mingjie would have been sent to the hospital.

In such a peaceful (probably) day, Wushan Primary School is also developing in an orderly manner.

Once, Teng Mingjie was unceremoniously arrested by the big boss Wu, and went to help the sixth grade students take graduation photos.

After the dream of [100 points in the test] was added to the dream column of all the students, Wushan Primary School ushered in the second monthly test.

This time, the students' performance has improved significantly compared to the last time.

Adding up the six grades, there are only sporadically five or six students who fail a single subject.

Moreover, the subjects that failed were all English that took time to get familiar with and memorize, which is understandable.

Fewer people passed the test, and more and more people got high scores. This time, the average score of each class reached over [-]!

Of course, more importantly, this time there were really five students who got [-]% in the test!

The moment the results came out, Wu Xuyao ​​received almost [-] famous school coins one after another!

The system saw that the host really played the dream system into a currency system, and nervously clenched the small handkerchief.

QWQ is terrible! !

If the host catches this loophole, if the host does not train students well in the future, they will catch the wool of the dream system.

After this task is over, it is afraid that it will be destroyed! !

QAQ What kind of demonic host is this! !

The system was very nervous, but it didn't dare to discuss it with Wu Xuyao.

Because it is afraid, after the demon host grabs its pigtails, there will be even more miserable days waiting for it!

〒▽〒Wow!Life is hard! ! !

Just as the system was crying, Wu Xuyao ​​clicked on the income and expenditure budget.

It records in detail the details of the prestigious school coins that the dream system fed back to him.

Wu Xuyao ​​found that although they all realized the same dream, the number of prestigious school coins reported by the five students varied from high to low.

Wu Xuyao ​​tapped on the table thoughtfully.

It seems that this should be what the system said, according to the difficulty of realizing the dream, it will feed back the corresponding famous school coins.

The [-]-point test is indeed easier for smart students than it is for students with lower IQs.Therefore, the difficulty for them to realize this dream is also relatively low, and the feedback of famous school coins will be less.

But correspondingly, students with high IQs are more likely to realize their lofty ideals, and the time required will be shorter.From this point of view, within a certain period of time, they can feed back more famous school coins.

These are two different sets of logic for branding school coins.

Wu Xuyao ​​took a special look and found that the student who gave the least feedback on the famous school currency was Meng Xingwen from Class [-] of Five Years.

Meng Xingwen was also the student with the best grades in Class [-]. This time, the monthly exam results for the three subjects added up, and only three points were deducted.

On the system panel, Meng Xingwen's estimated grades for further studies also reached [-], which is not a bit better than the sixth grade students two months ago.

This is a malleable talent.

Boss Wu's eyes stayed on Meng Xingwen's name for half a second before slowly moving away.

Then, turn around and exchange this windfall into the energy of the Soul Cultivation Map.

This is the first time that Yanghuntu has acquired so many abilities at once.

As soon as Wu Xuyao ​​finished speaking, a golden light seemed to flash in his sight.

But before he could study it carefully, he saw that the jagged edges of the small yellowed paper suddenly shone with a little light!

Wu Xuyao ​​took a closer look and found that the area of ​​the small piece of paper was visibly expanding with the naked eye!

It took three full seconds before the light disappeared.

And the edge of the small piece of paper, which seemed to be burnt, became smooth and smooth!

Wu Xuyao ​​estimated that the small piece of paper was at least one square centimeter more!

The Soul Cultivation Map has been repaired!

This is the first time after they left the game, there has been such an obvious change for the better in the soul cultivation map!

This time, Wu Xuyao's eyes, which were originally a little casual, became hot when he looked at the dream system again.

The crying system: ? ? !

〒▽〒Wow! !The host doesn't want it! !

Stay in command! !

The system hurriedly ran to dissuade Wu Xuyao, but Chong Ah in the small piece of paper froze.

The energy of the Soul Cultivation Map converted from famous school coins in the past will be controlled by Chong'a after entering the Soul Cultivation Map.

Chong'a can use these energies as he wants.

But this time, the energy of this time was poured into his body involuntarily, and it was firmly fixed!

That is to say, Chong'a has obtained such a large amount of energy, and there is no way to use it independently.

That is to say...

He has no way to enter Yaoyao's dream!

〒▽〒Wow! !Why is life so difficult! !

The system and Chong'a cried and chirped together, causing Wu Xuyao's brain to ache.

Wu Xuyao ​​had no choice but to give each of them two cold glances before he was able to calm down.

……

After the monthly exam results come out.

The five students who scored 500 points went home with a scholarship of [-] yuan from the school, which caused a lot of excitement in Niujiao Village.

Parents who had been urging their children to study more relaxed, became tense again.

They have no hope of the one hundred and eighty thousand scholarship, but they can still get the five hundred and one thousand scholarship with hard work!

So...

Poor kids, after rehearsing the evening program at school every day, they have to accept the devastation of studying when they go home.

It's really... tragic! ! QUR

Amidst the wailing of the cubs, Children's Day is finally here!

On the afternoon of May 31, all classes in the school were suspended except for the sixth grade.

The teachers led the students to start the school-wide cleaning and arrange the venue for tomorrow's activities.

At night.

The students who needed to perform on stage changed into the performance costumes customized by the teachers and rehearsed for the last time.Then everyone dispersed with excitement and anticipation.

June [-]st.

Teng Mingjie rarely went up the mountain today, but hid in the corner of the school, setting up an easel and drawing something

For breakfast this morning, the cafeteria prepared sweet milk and cute little cakes for all the students.

The small cake is covered with sweet and thick cream, which makes the little ones salivate.

Except for the sixth grade, there are no classes for other grades today.

After the arrangement yesterday afternoon, the school is now full of playgrounds!

After the students have finished their breakfast, it's time to play games!

These games are carefully designed by teachers to entertain and teach small games.

Such as guessing anagrams, word solitaire, reciting ancient poems and so on.

Every game, cleared or not, rewards delicious candies and snacks.

Of course, students who pass the customs will definitely get more rewards.

The laughter on campus lasted all morning.

When it was lunch time, the cafeteria was even richer, and gave all the students a fried chicken leg and a big red apple!

The cubs were holding apples half the size of their own heads, with the same red cheeks as the apples, running around the school happily, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

After eating and drinking, the little ones will start to prepare for the evening performance!

Teachers began to help students change into specially ordered dresses or costumes.

Si Lin also bought a set of cosmetics, and put on a powder puff makeup for the little ones, they looked so cute!

At the gate of the school, the seven Li Yong people started to build a temporary stage here early this morning.

When the sun goes down, the lights on the stage suddenly turn on!

The colorful spotlights are like a lighthouse, illuminating the quiet night sky of this barren mountain.

The villagers who had been working all day came together with small benches following the lights.

For the past half a month, when the boys come home after rehearsal every day, they will chatter excitedly and non-stop.

There was no need for the teachers to say anything specifically, the entire Niujiao Village knew about this party, and knew that they could all come and join in the fun.

For the villagers who don't have any recreational activities, this is definitely not to be missed!

The villagers talked and laughed together, and soon came to the school gate.

Then, the action stopped.

The villagers looked at the well-dressed boys standing neatly in front of the stage, and were a little surprised for a while.

This, is this the group of mud monkeys in their village?

how…

Looks prettier than the rich kids in the city? !

Many of the villagers who came tonight are parents of students, and they quickly found their children among the crowd.

When the cubs saw their parents, they jumped up and down excitedly to greet them.

However, the parents saw that their children were dressed so beautifully, their little faces were clean and puffy, like golden dolls that fell from the sky.

After being stunned for a while, his throat couldn't help but feel a little choked up.

They never thought that their children could be so decent.Involuntarily, a vague and hazy thought came to mind.

However, among this group of beautiful golden boys and girls, the other students in Class [-], Grade [-] seemed particularly lonely.

In the weekly exam the day before yesterday, all the six-year-old class passed, so tonight, all Wushan Primary School members are here.

It's just that, compared to the glamorous performance costumes of the students who are going to perform, most of the students in Class [-] only wear school uniforms, which is too eclipsed.

The scumbags couldn't help it, they turned their heads to look at Meng Junjie and the others in dresses and ties, their mouths were so greedy that they were drooling!

QAQ woo woo woo!They also want to wear beautiful clothes! !

At this moment, the dregs of the students don't know how many times they are annoyed in the past two months, why didn't they study hard before! !

〒▽〒 I hate myself! !

Amidst the wailing of the scumbags, the excitement of the cubs, and the anticipation and mixed emotions of the villagers, the sky slowly darkened.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the open space in front of Wushan Primary School was already full of people.

Teng Mingjie also carried his easel and moved to a big rock diagonally opposite the stage.

As a waning moon rose from the sky, Wu Xuyao ​​came out lazily with his hands in his pockets.

As soon as Wu Xuyao ​​appeared, the bustling school gate suddenly fell silent.

Everyone silently paid attention to him.

Even though he was in this backward mountain village, Wu Xuyao ​​wore a very casual white shirt and jeans, but for some reason, he showed the aura of ascending the throne.

After he slowly came to his exclusive seat and sat down, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Xuyao ​​arrived, and the party officially began.

The first and second graders lined up and went to the backstage to wait for the stage.

They hid behind the curtain, quietly stuck out one or two small heads, and secretly looked down the stage.

The little boys stood here, looking at the black heads under the stage, they suddenly felt a little nervous.

Before that, they didn't know what it was to perform on stage.I just thought it was fun, so I rehearsed with my teachers and classmates for so long.

But today, with the gorgeous stage, beautiful costumes, and many audiences, the cubs finally had a real feeling in their hearts: they are going to perform on stage!

Tonight is Dai Xiangyu's guest host. After the regular opening, the performances will be performed in descending order of grades.

The first-grade children took the lead, walked onto the stage holding hands, and performed a chorus of nursery rhymes for everyone nervously and excitedly.

The immature childish tone is not standard.

But the audience below saw the little boys they were familiar with, wearing small suits and skirts, with cute makeup, trying hard to perform for everyone seriously.

They couldn't help but smile knowingly, and gave them warm applause after the performance!

Among the enthusiastic audience, Sitting in the middle of the first row, Big Brother Wu looked extremely out of place.

He crossed his arms, his eyes were lazy, obviously lacking in interest.

If it wasn't for Chong'a's strong request, Wu Xuyao ​​would not have wanted to appear here at all.

The second grade also performed a chorus of nursery rhymes, which was better than that of the first grade, but the performance was limited.

After all, Wushan Primary School didn't have a dedicated music teacher, and the kids all yelled loudly with their big white voices, without any skill at all.

However, judging by the reaction of the audience, they just had a lot of fun listening to it.

The third and fourth grades performed children's dances.

Seeing the little radish heads clumsily but earnestly shaking their hands and feet on the stage, and finally panting from exhaustion at the end, the audience also gave warm applause!

Especially Meng Baobao, whose chubby figure stands out on the stage, allowing people to see how many mistakes he made at a glance, which made the audience laugh heartily!

This also added another touch of novelty to the performance of their class.At the end of the performance, class Sanyi received the warmest applause from the audience!

The fifth grade program is much more complicated than that of the lower grades. It is a fairy tale play of Little Red Riding Hood!

For their class, the performance funds spent are the sum of other classes.

All kinds of props and costumes are perfect.

The students also inspired all their potentials and brought the audience a not-so-great, but absolutely beautiful performance!

After the fifth graders took their curtain call, Dai Xiangyu stepped onto the stage again, holding a microphone, and his kind voice came out from the stereo.

After encouraging the students from Class 1 who had performed just now, he slowly said: "Next, it's our last performance tonight. Let's welcome with applause. The program performed by Class [-]: modern poetry recitation, poet's index finger "Believe in the Future" (Note [-])!"

Amid the warm applause from the audience, Meng Junjie's nine study group students stepped onto the stage nervously.

There are nine members of the study group, seven men and two women.

Everyone put on the small suits and skirts bought by Si Lin today, and after putting on makeup, they revealed a bit of a grown-up temperament.

When the low-pitched recitation music sounded, Meng Junjie, who was in charge of the opening, took a deep breath and slowly read the well-recited verse in standard Mandarin.

When the cobwebs ruthlessly seized my hearth,

When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty,

I still stubbornly pave the ashes of disappointment,

Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future.

……

Meng Junjie's voice still has the innocence of a child, and his tone of voice still has the innocence that has not been suppressed by reality.

This heavy verse flowed out of his mouth, and against the low background music, it made people's eyes warm inexplicably.

Niujiao County is a national-level poverty-stricken county, and Niujiao Village is a national-level poverty-stricken village.

The predicament described in the poem has been experienced by everyone present, even worse than it.

But they have long been used to this, day after day, busy for three meals a day.The body did not stop, and the mind gradually became numb.

No one has the mind to think about the meaning of life, and no one has ever fantasized about the future.

Because their future seems to be visible at a glance.

But as the children's immature voices came out of the stereo word by word, the passionate words reached their ears.

It seems that something has revived from the hearts of the villagers.

Even Teng Mingjie, who had been drawing in the distance, couldn't help but move.

The nine students slowly looked up at the waning moon in the sky, but they seemed to see the rising sun in their eyes.

As they recited, the background music gradually changed from low to high.

There seemed to be huge waves in front of everyone's eyes, and they were in a flat boat!

The immature voices of the children began to fight against the huge waves. When the poems of striving for progress were read out one after another, the background music gradually changed from passionate to calm again.

But the calm at this time is different from the depression at the beginning.It's like a dead tree growing green willow branches in spring.

There is obviously no sound, but you can feel the tranquility.

At the same time, the poems recited by the students also came to an end.

Friends, firmly believe in the future,

Believe in unyielding efforts,

Believe in the youth who conquered death,

Believe in the future and love life.

--

The last word fell, and the background music stopped.

The ignorant pupils clapped their hands immediately.

The adults were silent for half a second before bursting into even more enthusiastic applause!

Sitting in the front row, Dai Xiangyu's eyes were already wet.

He waited for a long time, raised his hand to wipe the wet corners of his eyes, then straightened his waist and walked slowly onto the stage.

Dai Xiangyu's kind voice was a little nasal, and his old face carried a complex smile: "Thank you very much to the students in Class [-] for bringing us a very wonderful poem recitation."

"In two weeks, you will embark on the journey of the future. As the poem says, you are still very young, and your future has infinite possibilities."

"I hope that after you leave Wushan Primary School, no matter where you go or what you do, you can believe in the future and love life like this poem!"

Dai Xiangyu was in a very complicated mood at this time, so he didn't say much.

Then it was time for the students to vote for each other.

After Dai Xiangyu announced the voting rules, he suddenly changed the subject and looked at Wu Xuyao, who was sitting in the best viewing position, but had been lacking in interest all night.

"Before announcing the results, we asked Principal Wu to come up and say something to the students."

Wu Xuyao ​​finally raised his eyes when he heard the words.

There is no such thing as what was said before.

Tsk, even learned to cut first and then play.

Wu Xuyao ​​glanced lazily at Dai Xiangyu before putting his hands in his pockets and walking onto the temporary stage.

The lights on the stage immediately focused on him.

Under the illumination of the light, Wu Xuyao's beautiful face appeared even more radiant.

Teng Mingjie, who was in the distance, saw this scene, and the brush that had paused for a long time suddenly flew across the canvas at high speed!

Wu Xuyao ​​took the microphone from Dai Xiangyu, and his pair of phoenix eyes swept across all the students off the stage.

The little boys were still in the mood of watching a good show.

At this moment, being swept away by Wu Xuyao's eyes, his scalp tightened suddenly, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart!

Sure enough, Boss Wu's cold voice slowly came out from the stereo: "Study hard, believe in the future, and your dreams will all come true."

If it can't be realized, replace it with another one. ▼＿▼

Meng Baobao was swept away by Wu Xuyao's eyes, and his whole body trembled!

The author has something to say: Note 1: "Believe in the Future" recited by the little boys is a hazy poem written by the Chinese poet Index Finger in 1968, and it is a representative work of criticizing reality at that time.

Post the full text for everyone to see~

-

When cobwebs ruthlessly seized my 'stove,

When the smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty,

I still stubbornly pave the ashes of disappointment,

Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future.

When my purple grapes turn into autumn dew,

When my flowers nestle in someone else's arms,

I still stubbornly use the condensed withered vine,

Write on the desolate earth: Believe in the future.

I'll point to the platoon that rushes to the horizon,

I will hold the sea that holds the sun in the palm of my hand,

The warm and beautiful pen holder swaying the dawn,

Write in a child's handwriting: Believe in the future.

The reason why I firmly believe in the future,

I believe in the eyes of people in the future—

She has the eyelashes to brush away the dust of history,

She has pupils who can see through the chapters of the years.

No matter what people say about our rotting flesh,

The melancholy of being lost, the pain of failure,

It is the moving tears, the deep sympathy,

Still give a contemptuous smile, a biting ridicule.

I firmly believe that people for our spine,

The countless explorations, mistakes, failures and successes,

We will definitely give enthusiastic, objective and fair evaluations.

Yes, I am anxiously awaiting their review.

Friends, firmly believe in the future,

Believe in unyielding efforts,

Believe in the youth who conquered death,

Believe in the future and love life.