Rural Dad

There are only three high schools in Taiping County.

They are No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3.

No. 3 High School in the county has the worst learning and teaching environment. Except for a few top classes, the other classes are full of poor students who fight and mess around all day.

It used to be like this.

It is not much better now.

Zhao Han was a member of this school.

And he is one of the best!

Don't get me wrong, this best is not the best in learning, but in fighting.

He has made outstanding achievements in No. 3 High School.

He is a legend in the eyes of countless students.

The most famous one was when he was in the second year of high school and had evening self-study. A student in the third year of high school gathered a group of so-called social people outside the school to block him at school.

He took a shovel and chased more than 20 social people by himself, and the group of social people took the initiative to call the police and said that they were about to be beaten to death.

From then on, let alone inside the school.

The hooligans who have some reputation outside the school have to politely call Zhao Han "Han Zi" or "Han Ge".

The car stopped at the street opposite the school gate. Looking at the school gate that has not changed much, Zhao Han smiled silently.

It seemed as if he saw his lost youth.

"I heard about your reputation in No. 3 Middle School when I was in the first grade of high school in No. 1 Middle School. We in No. 1 Middle School called you the little bully of No. 3 Middle School." Yang Xue teased.

Zhao Han glanced at her, put one hand on the outside of the car and said faintly: "Don't flatter yourself. I am the bully, and you are not Yu Ji!"

"Go to hell." Yang Xue snorted, and then asked: "Are we waiting here?"

No. 3 Middle School has evening self-study on Sundays.

The get out of class lasts until 9:30 in the evening.

"What a joke, the bully of No. 3 Middle School can be turned away?" Zhao Han turned the steering wheel and headed straight to the school gate, sticking his head out: "Old He, open the door."

"Fuck! Hanzi!" Old He, who has been a security guard for more than ten years, exclaimed, then reacted and said: "No, I have to call you Mr. Zhao now."

"Then quickly open the door for Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, go in and reminisce about your youth." Zhao Han said jokingly.

Zhao Han didn't have the airs of a big shot, which made Old He relieved: "Okay, I'll open it for you right away."

He opened the electric door, watched the white A4L go in, and hurriedly called the principal's office.

"Principal Niu, Zhao Han is here."

Zhao Han is no longer the same as before, he is a big shot, and of course he has to notify the principal when he comes to school.

After entering the school, Zhao Han parked the car.

Then he took Yang Xue for a walk on the campus.

He seemed to see the shadow of himself in every corner, and he was very disappointed.

Many kids who didn't attend the evening self-study class were attracted by these two people, after all, they were handsome men and beautiful women.

"Why are you looking at my wife? Are you asking for a beating?" Zhao Han hugged Yang Xue and stared at the kid threateningly.

Yang Xue said coquettishly: "Why are you scaring me?"

"You...are you Zhao Han...Brother Han?" The kid asked in a bit of excitement and doubt.

Zhao Han was stunned: "Do you know me?"

There are students in No. 3 Middle School who know him?

"Brother Han! It's really you! My brother Zhou Jie fought with you before, and I was watching at the side at that time!" The kid was so excited that he couldn't be more excited.

Zhao Han frowned: "Zhou Jie? I don't think I know this person, when did it happen?"

"He was opposite you at that time, and you chased him with a shovel and beat him. He was the worst one, the one who was beaten the worst by you." The kid explained again.

Zhao Han: "…………"

Yang Xue: "…………"

Good guy, this kid is stupid!

Can this be called fighting together?

It seems to be nothing wrong.

Zhao Han laughed dryly: "Hey, what a coincidence."

"Hahaha, Xiao Zhao, why didn't you inform us in advance when you returned to your alma mater? You came without saying anything." The principal came over with a large group of people.

He had a big belly, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and a very warm smile on his face.

Zhao Han also laughed: "Old Niu, I didn't expect you haven't been promoted yet, you are really lame."

Principal Niu is his old friend.

Every time he had a fight with someone, Principal Niu would force him to write a self-criticism and read it to the whole school.

So the two are very familiar with each other!

The smile on Principal Niu's face froze.

Damn, this little dog is still so annoying!

But he could teach Zhao Han a lesson back then, but now he can only laugh at himself: "Who said it wasn't true? I've been the principal of No. 3 Middle School for ten years."

Then he changed the subject: "But I'm not without any achievements. What I'm most proud of in the past ten years is that I trained a student like you!"

"Where's Teacher Chen?" Zhao Han asked.

This was his former class teacher.

Principal Niu said: "He was transferred a long time ago."

"The old teacher of the flowing waterTeacher, the iron principal." Zhao Han added another stab, hitting Principal Niu in the heart.

Principal Niu's mouth twitched: "Since you are here, shouldn't you say a few words to the younger students?"

"No, I just picked up my brother-in-law for dinner today, and came to see you by the way." Zhao Han didn't want to give others some chicken soup, it was meaningless.

When he was in school, he hated people coming to the school to give speeches the most, which were boring and long, and also wasted time.

He didn't want to become the person he hated.

Principal Niu said again: "How is it, after seven or eight years, our school hasn't changed much, and the broken places are still so broken."

"If you want me to donate money, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush. "Zhao Han rolled his eyes.

Lao Niu is a responsible person who wants to make the school better, but every year the high-quality students are snatched away by No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School, and he has no choice.

However, under Lao Niu's management, Zhao Han clearly felt that the school was getting better during the years he went to school.

He certainly would not refuse to donate some money to repair his alma mater and improve the learning environment of his younger classmates.

Principal Niu smiled shyly, rubbed his hands and said, "It would be embarrassing to ask directly."

"Let's walk together." Zhao Han said.

Principal Niu was very straightforward: "You give the money, now you are the uncle, come, Mr. Zhao, you go in front."

Zhao Han and Principal Niu walked in front.

A group of school management followed behind.

This scene looks like a leader's inspection.

"Who is that person? Why is the Bull Demon King so polite to him? The smile on his face doesn't look fake. ”

“Yeah, so the Bull Demon King also has such a dignified and servile side?”

Many students saw this scene and started to discuss. The Bull Demon King is the nickname of Principal Niu.

Because he is very fierce and has strict management.

“Hey, you don’t know, he is our senior Zhao Han!” The kid who just talked to Zhao Han said to everyone with a proud face.

“He is Zhao Han! The little bully of No. 3 Middle School, I heard that he is very powerful and can fight against a hundred people alone!”

The rumor is getting more and more exaggerated.

“He is even more powerful now. I saw on the Internet that he will be the world’s richest man in the future. He is so awesome.”

“I saw on the news that he is a senior military officer and very powerful. I will also join the army after graduation…”

For a while, everyone was discussing heatedly, and their words were full of admiration, as if they regarded Zhao Han as an idol.

Zhao Han probably never dreamed that he, a former bad student, would become a role model now.