Still, making grand declarations certainly felt great, and being adored and praised felt wonderful too.
After all, who didn't like hearing nice things?
But once you said it, what mattered was whether you would follow through.
If you didn't, it was just hollow talk, bragging and showing off without any substance.
Plenty of people did nothing but talk.
Xiao Yu was different. Whatever he said, he would definitely do.
"Principal Xiao, please take a look at this."
At that moment.
The person who found Xiao Yu and handed him a list was Vice Principal Liang Ya, a potbellied man in his forties.
Although he looked like a useless, big-bellied glutton, he was actually a kindhearted man who genuinely worked for education.
But the fatty really did eat a lot!
"Principal Liang, what's this?"
"This is a list I compiled of the school's students in financial difficulty," Liang Ya explained. "Our school has a Special Admissions Class for underprivileged students with excellent grades. They receive partial tuition waivers. All these students' families have financial problems."
Xiao Yu frowned.
"Principal Liang, you want to waive tuition for all these students, right? That's absolutely fine.
"But there's something I don't really understand. As you said, we're a Noble Middle School. To put it bluntly, this is a school for rich people.
"Why do poor people insist on selling everything they own to get their children in here?
"There are so many other schools out there. Students at ordinary schools can get good grades too. Doesn't it ultimately depend on the children themselves?
"Besides, putting poor children together with rich children-isn't that creating conflict and school bullying and all that?"
"Yes, studying is the child's responsibility, but we can't deny that parents need to provide 'support' too.
"As for bullying, it happens in every