I'm not the underworld

Chapter 516 Is Not So Good
After a long silence, Chen Yifan glanced at the dejected crowd, waved his hands and said, "Okay! Let's go back!"

"Don't spread this matter to outsiders, and...you are welcome to challenge and sharpen your professional ability at any time!" Chen Yifan grinned.

Everyone shuddered, this guy is a devil, right?
never again!
"Yes!" No matter how active Feng Guan was, in front of this elder, they could only politely say yes, and quickly exited the room of this small hotel.

"What a fool! Captain, what are you thinking? Don't you know the thirteenth elder? You happily brought us here to offer a reward!"

Not far away, a member of the team yelled.

Mo Xufeng swept his eyes, and the team member automatically lowered his head.

It can be seen that Mo Xufeng's prestige as the captain is still very high, but after this incident, I'm afraid it will be compromised.

"Having never seen his strength, are you willing to recognize this elder?"

"Are you willing now?"

"Humph!"

Mo Xufeng wanted to say "I will catch up to him!", but he couldn't get out of his mouth.

Because even he himself felt that it was unrealistic.

In the end, he could only give up with a cold snort.

Chen Yifan in the hotel lay down on the bed and didn't want to do anything more. The next two nearby teams that Pidiandianer rushed over were sent away by the mountain ghost.

After all, he is a player who can inflict heavy damage on the entire southwestern martial arts masters, and Shan Gui's strength is really not low.

However, it was originally a disposable item.

It was not born by itself, but made by the masked man.

If there is no extremely yin place where the yin is thick, it only takes two or three months, and the strength will gradually decrease, and finally it will turn into a wisp of lonely soul and disperse.

However, with Chen Yifan now, this problem no longer exists.

After sleeping for less than three hours, Chen Yifan got up again and set foot on the way home with Chen Xiaoqi.

Chen Xiaoqi's family is still in the south, and Chen Yifan is not on the same road, so they parted ways when they arrived at the airport.

It was already afternoon when Chen Yifan returned to Shudu City. When he swaggered into the school and was about to go to his class, he was stopped by the principal who rushed over.

"Principal...principal?" Chen Yifan paused, feeling panicked.

According to the level of strength, he is naturally not afraid of this mortal principal at all.

What he was afraid of was the principal's over-enthusiasm and overwhelming concern, you couldn't just slap him away with a single slap.

Why!My brain hurts!

"Where did you go?" the old headmaster asked with a serious face, frowning.

"Go...go to the bathroom!" Chen Yifan rolled his eyes, but at this moment, he couldn't even tell a lie.

Naturally, the old headmaster didn't believe it, so he raised his eyes and glanced at him, with a sad look in his eyes, which made Chen Yifan very helpless.

headmaster!You listen to my explanation, I am not a bad student!
But he...couldn't explain it to an ordinary person, and he didn't want the old headmaster's peaceful life to be disturbed.

"How many days have you been playing truant?" The two confronted each other for a moment, as if a storm was surging between them.

In the end, the old headmaster sighed and asked in a calm tone.

"This..." Chen Yifan hesitated. Counting the month of military training, he really couldn't count how many days he played truant, and it would be easier to count how many days he went to school.

Therefore, Chen Yifan hurriedly explained to the old principal: "Principal, I haven't failed in my homework at all! I have finished all the courses in the first year of high school!"

The old headmaster glanced at him in disbelief.

"Do you know that the monthly exam is tomorrow?"

"I know!" Chen Yifan nodded obediently, as if this was the only thing he could answer affirmatively to the old principal besides his academic progress.

"Come here! I'll test you!" The old principal didn't lose his temper after all, he waved to Chen Yifan, turned around and walked towards the old teaching building with his hands behind his back.

The principal's office is located on the upper floor of the teaching building, and it is also very old. The red lacquered wood door frame is a little detached, and the wooden door is full of signs of time.

Many naughty students engraved curse words on the door.

The old principal ignored him, pushed the door and walked in. Chen Yifan found that the old man's thin figure was a bit hunched.

In his eyes, such a mortal, at such an old stage, is as fragile as ceramics.

But to his surprise, he discovered another powerful force from this fragile body, which made him grow taller in an instant.

"Principal, our school is so old, shouldn't it be repaired? I'm looking for some sponsors..." Chen Yifan couldn't bear it, and walked into the old, outdated and cramped office and asked.

"You haven't made half of your achievements yet. Why are you thinking about living in a good house? Don't worry about this. You are a good seedling. You should have been cultivated to become a pillar of the country and contribute to society."

The old headmaster waved his hand, his thinking was a bit rigid, but... it was also irrefutable, and even a little moved.

Because Chen Yifan could tell that he didn't just talk about it, but took it as a goal, a wish.

Perhaps in the era they lived in, it was like this, whoever has the most ability will stand up to the leader, and whoever has the least ability will try his best to add bricks and tiles, and have less messy thoughts.

The old principal lived in that era, and may not be able to get out of it, but society has changed.

He is not used to it.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that this once glorious school has come to its current state.

The old headmaster paused for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said again: "I know our school's conditions are not good and the facilities are poor. I really don't want to delay you."

"If you want, I can introduce you to the school of an old friend of mine. Although it is not as good as Longquan High School, but..."

"Principal, I don't want to!" Chen Yifan interrupted the old principal and said firmly.

"Why do we compare with Longquan High School? It's not so good."

The old headmaster looked at Chen Yifan in astonishment, a little shocked by his firm determination, as well as the young man's fearlessness and vigor.

"Okay! I heard that those schools now use projectors for teaching. I asked about it two days ago, and I will install one for your class in two days..." The old principal smiled wryly, but his tone was a little relieved.

"Look, if there's anything else you can use in your studies, tell me, and I'll figure it out!"

"I'm an old man, I can't keep up with the times. I haven't heard many things. It was because someone invited me to Longquan High School to visit and teach two years ago, which opened my eyes."

The old headmaster was really old, and he couldn't stop talking about it.

After a while, I suddenly remembered something serious, and my face became serious again.

"You were a good boy in junior high school. You were diligent and hardworking. I really can't imagine how you came to my school. You are so proficient at playing truant!"

"Although our Jinghua Middle School is poor, you chose it yourself. You have to accept the learning environment here and keep working hard..."

The old principal began to teach Chen Yifan a lesson, which made people laugh bitterly.

(End of this chapter)