Yang Yumei didn't expect the principal to be so easy to talk to. She quickly took out the bag of gifts and a medium-grade cigarette. As for the form teacher? She will prepare it next time. "Principal Lin, thank you so much. These are my thanks to the school for nurturing my child."
Principal Lin pulled a long face. "What is this? Take them back."
Yang Yumei thought that he was too embarrassed to accept it and quickly pushed the bag over. "Principal Lin, don't mind it. Please take care of my Chen Chu in the future."
"Sister Yang, put it away. What's going on? Are you using this to test the higher-ups? Put it away!"
Seeing that Principal Lin didn't seem to be faking it, Yang Yumei quickly put it away. Principal Lin's expression softened and he heaved a sigh of relief.
Although it was only right for her to express her gratitude when she asked for help, it also depended on the person who did this. You should be secretly delighted that some people were willing to let you help with things. How dare you accept the gifts?
If I ask you for help, I will naturally remember your kindness. You accepted the gift. That's called a deal.
Moreover, this matter was just a small matter. No matter which parent had this request, the school would deal with it appropriately. Generally, if there was a reasonable reason, they would agree.
When Yang Yumei was personally sent out by the principal, she was a little confused. Not only did she not give him the gift, there were also two sticks of Chunghwa and a jar of expensive tea leaves in the bag.
Yang Yumei didn't understand. It was as if their roles were reversed. As a person who asked for help, not only did she not need to give gifts, but Principal Lin, who helped with the matter, even offered two cigarettes and a jar of tea leaves? What was he after?
This was the first time she knew that asking someone for help could be so unyielding.
This feeling was like taking a sip of cold soda on a hot day. It was satisfying!
…
Class 17 of the second year of high school.
In the classroom, the atmosphere was rather quiet. The students were either lowering their heads to flip through their books or reading in low voices. There were very few noisy situations, and the learning atmosphere was quite strong. However, studying was boring. It was necessary to relax after studying.
At this moment, the few of them gathered together and whispered something.
"Did you hear? Class Four of the sophomore year is air-conditioned."
"I heard. I saw it when I went upstairs. It was indeed air-conditioned."
"No, on what basis? Our Class 17 is an important class. Why should the school install air-conditioning for the second year first? Then what did Class Four of the second year have to show? It was unfair. If they want to install it, it should be our Class 17 of Year 2 who has it first!"
"What do you know? The Chen Corporation paid for it. They just named the air conditioner for Class 4 of Grade 2."
"I'm just unconvinced. So what if it's related? Zhang Geng, you're a genius of our school. You've participated in many competitions and won many honors for the school. Is this how the school treats you?"
Zhang Geng, who was sitting beside them, put down his book. "We'll do whatever the school arranges."
Although he said that, Zhang Geng still felt a little uncomfortable. Indeed, as a student, he represented the school in many competitions and won many honors. In the end, he couldn't compare to someone who relied on connections?
It was true that the Chen Corporation had paid for it. He did not deny this. However, since the school could install air conditioners for Class 4 in advance, they could also install air conditioners for their class.
As they were on the verge of the college entrance examination, the heat severely affected their studies. This was nothing more than hiring more installation masters. This could also express the school's attitude.
But? No, there wasn't any.
In this way, in their hearts, wouldn't their status be inferior to someone who relied on connections?
"Alright, stop talking and study." Zhang Geng's tone was a little stiff as he lowered his head to read. However, there was something on his mind. It was like a thorn that made him feel uncomfortable. He could not focus on his books.
When the others saw this, they shrugged and returned to their seats to learn. A moment later, someone approached Zhang Geng with a strange expression on his face. "Chen Chu from Year 2 Class 4 said that he doesn't know Chen Baijia."
Zhang Geng frowned and put down the book. "He said that?"
"He said so! And his family really only runs a meat stall to sell meat."
When Zhang Geng heard this, not only did he not feel good, but he also felt even more upset. He could lose to Chen Chu at family background because it was given to him by his parents. However, Chen Chu's family background was average or even inferior to his.
Chen Baijia had nothing to do with him. He only thought highly of him. But why did Chen Baijia only care about Chen Chu? In terms of results, he was ranked first in the entire school and did not lose to anyone. In terms of character, he believed that he was both good in character and studies. In terms of family background, his family was considered a scholarly family. His mother ran an art training institution, and his father worked in the education system. In terms of ability, he knew cello, piano, zither, calligraphy, Go, Chinese painting, and sketching.
Which part of it wasn't presentable? What was so special about that sophomore, Chen Chu? He couldn't compare to him in any way! But why did Chen Baijia value him and not himself?
In his eyes, could he not compare to a mediocre Chen Chu?! Zhang Geng clenched his fists. He was unwilling to accept this. Why?!
…
[Ding! New mission issued.]
In the office on the top floor of the Chen Corporation building, Chen Baijia immediately looked up.
[Student's life is boring. Please add some fun to Chen Chu's life outside of studying. Reward based on completion rate.]
Chen Baijia fell into deep thought. So, what did it want him to do? Other than studying, the students seemed to be playing games, watching videos, watching movies, anime, and novels. Other than that, there were all kinds of sports. So should he give him a phone? A tablet? A notebook? Sports equipment? A bicycle?
Chen Baijia felt that he had to at least deepen their relationship in a few days before giving the gift. Otherwise, it would be a little abrupt to give something for no reason. He was afraid that Chen Chu would not accept it.
…
During the break between classes, Chen Chu sneezed and sniffed. The temperature of the air conditioner was a little low.
In the past, when class ended, the students were always unwilling to stay in the classroom. They liked to go to the corridor to enjoy the breeze. However, things are different now. With the air conditioner, all of them huddled in the classroom and refused to go out.
The other students from the other classes also sneaked in to freeload on the air conditioner. Chen Chu did not say anything.
So be it. After all, he felt a little guilty. His class was the first to install an air conditioner.
During the morning class, the form teacher, Old Tang, handed the remote control of the air conditioner to Chen Chu, the class monitor, for safekeeping.
Chen Chu stood up and asked his classmates who were studying, "Does anyone feel hot? If not, I'll turn up the temperature."
The students shook their heads one after another, so Chen Chu raised the temperature a little.
"It's not good to have air conditioning here. It's a little cold," Chen Chu said. It was really a blissful worry.
A student from another class who was freeloading on the air conditioner: "???"
Do you want to hear what you're saying? Are you being polite?
After Chen Chu sat down, while reading, he also secretly trained his telekinesis. This telekinesis was like a Chronicle movie. The more one trained, the stronger they became. He didn't care about it for the past two days. His telekinesis could lift dozens of kilograms and extend for 15 meters.
When he was reading in the morning, he kept using his telekinesis to lift the books on the desk. It increased the range of his telekinesis by one meter. He wasn't sure about the weight, but he felt that it was increasing very quickly.
Chen Chu was very satisfied. The range was already 16 meters away. It was already great that he could even pass through the wall.