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Chapter 110 The Kind Director Huang
"Director Huang." Li quickly called out.

When Director Huang heard someone calling, he raised his head and saw that it was Li Kuailai, and said with a smile, "It's Mr. Li, a rare visitor."

Although Li Kuailai has been studying in Lingshui for less than a month, he is already famous in school.

Suppressed by Bu Weiguang, the teaching level is high, and he can also do courseware. The discipline of the second ([-]th) class, which is the worst discipline in the middle school, has improved.

Although Director Huang is about to retire after two years of work, when he is usually on duty, he has seen the change in the discipline of Class [-], Junior Secondary School.

"Director Huang, I feel ashamed when you say that." Li Kuailai said shyly.

Director Huang gave him a bed before school started.Because he just returned to school and was too busy with work, he didn't have time to come to the general affairs office.

"What's the matter with you this time?" Director Huang asked.

"Director Huang, it's like this. Ma Zhifeng's stool in our class is broken. How much does the new stool cost?" Li Kuailai asked.

"If it's too expensive, my grandfather has no money." Ma Zhifeng muttered.

At this time, Ma Zhifeng regretted it a bit. In fact, as Luo Chenghua said, he broke the stool by shaking it back and forth while sitting on the stool.

If I had known earlier that I would have to lose money to buy a new one, I wouldn't have done it if I killed him.

"A new stool costs 60 yuan." Director Huang thought for a while and said.

"So expensive? The solid wood boards we bought, and the stainless steel feet, don't cost so much." Ma Zhifeng exclaimed in surprise.

Li Kuailai took it for granted. Although the school needs to unify the stools, there is no need to charge so much money.

Director Huang was a little embarrassed: "Principal Bu bought this. The stool plus the table cost more than 100 yuan. Separated, the stool cost 60 yuan. This is what he set."

"I'll buy another stool and come back to sit on." Ma Zhifeng didn't want to be taken advantage of.

Middle school students are no different than elementary school students, they have their own thinking, and they are not so easy to be deceived.

"Is it this stool?" Director Huang glanced at the broken stool in Ma Zhifeng's hand.

"Yes, Director Huang, why do you think such a stool costs 60 yuan? Isn't it too dark?" Ma Zhifeng had a bitter face.

If grandpa finds out, he will definitely talk about him again and call his father.

"Ma Zhifeng, don't say such things." Director Huang glared at Ma Zhifeng, "This stool should be repairable."

"How much does the repair cost?" Ma Zhifeng asked warily.

The principal is black, and the director is probably also black. Don't mess with it at that time, and charge him 30 yuan.

"I don't need money to repair it myself." Director Huang took the stool and stool legs from Ma Zhifeng's hand, looked carefully, "Leave it to me, and come and get it during self-study class."

Li Kuailai gave Ma Zhifeng a gentle push: "Thank you Director Huang."

"Thank you, Director Huang." Ma Zhifeng secretly delighted.As long as he doesn't have to pay for it.

"Go back to class." Li Kuailai said to Ma Zhifeng.

Ma Zhifeng had a bitter face: "Mr. Li, where should I sit now?"

"You can use the teacher's chair on the podium first." Li Kuailai replied.

After school, Li Kuailai had just returned to the dormitory, put the books on the table, and was sitting in a chair to rest when Pang Guanghui came to the door.

"Come on, don't be as knowledgeable as Bu Weiguang, we must see the big picture."

Pang Guanghui persuaded Li to come quickly, "You'd better point out Bu Lijuan's open class, or else we will really disgrace our Lingshui High School."

Li Kuailai thinks it is true, at Bu Lijuan's level, it means that he has Bu Weiguang's backing, otherwise the teaching office would not let him participate in the competition.

"Hey, Colonel Pang, you are asking Li Kuailai to be a bad guy."

Song Xiaofang's laughter came from outside, and then a beautiful shadow came in, adding color to the room.

"Xiaofang, you can't say that." Pang Guanghui laughed.

Song Xiaofang crossed her hips a little angrily: "Many teachers in the school know about Bu Lijuan's open class this afternoon. Other teachers said that Bu Lijuan's class is very good, but Li Kuailai, an idiot, said something offensive."

Li Kuailai was unhappy when he heard this: When did I become a fool?
"Oh, only Li Kuailai is upright." Pang Guanghui sighed.

"It's not honesty, it's stupidity." Song Xiaofang scolded, "Do some annoying things, no wonder Principal Bu has a problem with him."

Pang Guanghui smiled and said, "Xiaofang, it's still your concern, come quickly."

"I, I don't care about him, I just laugh at him for being stupid." Song Xiaofang's small face flickered slightly, as if she was a little blushing.

Li Kuailai nodded secretly: Yes, how could Song Xiaofang care about him?I used to call him hypocritical, but now I have another nickname "fool".

"Come on, have you eaten yet?" Bu Lijuan's delicate voice came from outside.

Song Xiaofang's expression changed slightly, she glared at Li Kuailai, and returned to her room with a cold snort.

"Teacher Bu, what's the matter?" Li Kuailai asked.

"Please point me to my open class, I mean it sincerely. Otherwise, I will invite you to Zhuyuan Restaurant for dinner at night, and Principal Pang will also go." Bu Lijuan entered the room with a sincere face.

Suddenly, a message came to Li Kuailai's cell phone.

He opened it and saw that it was sent by Song Xiaofang, and there were only a few words in it: no instructions.

"Come on, please help me." Pang Guanghui persuaded.

Li Kuailai nodded, even if Pang Guanghui didn't come to persuade him, he would help Bu Lijuan.

We are colleagues, and this is also an issue related to the face of the school, so we have to help.

"Okay, I'll talk about my opinion, but whether it's useful or not, you can choose for yourself, Mr. Bu."

Li Kuailai sat on the bed by himself, and asked Pang Guanghui and Bu Lijuan to sit on the stools.

Pang Guanghui hurriedly said: "I'll call Director Ye and ask him to come and listen too. Don't rush to talk."

After speaking, Pang Guanghui called Ye Mingjun.

Soon, Ye Mingjun came over, and seeing Li Kuailai's resentful face, it seemed that Li Kuailai had done something to offend him.

"Director Ye, wait a minute, I'll borrow a stool."

How could Li Kuailai let Ye Mingjun sit on his bed, and hurried to Song Xiaofang's room.

"What are you doing here?" Song Xiaofang had been listening to the situation next door. When she heard that Li Kuailai promised to teach Bu Lijuan's public class, she was so angry that she was about to explode.

"Teacher Song, lend me a stool." Li Kuailai said while going to get the stool.

Given his current neighbor relationship with Song Xiaofang, it should be no problem to borrow a stool.

"No." Song Xiaofang said coldly.

Li Kuailai was stunned, this line seemed wrong.

"Pang Xiao and Director Ye are over there, don't make trouble."

Li Kuailai knew why Song Xiaofang was angry, "I'll explain to you later, okay?"

"Not good. Put down my stool." Song Xiaofang said angrily.

(End of this chapter)