"Why are you back?"
Vice Principal looked at Su Mo, a little confused.
Su Mo shook his fan gently. "He's just a reckless man without a brain."
"The heat won't kill him for a while."
As he spoke, he took off his robe and cut off the long sleeves of the lining underneath, turning it into a waistcoat-like shape.
He also took out a few small wireless fans and attached them to his robe.
He even prepared some ice cubes and put them in his pocket in case of emergencies, and then he slowly put his robe back on.
Gently shake Feather Fan and regain its elegant temperament.
Vice Principal just watched silently.
Think slightly.
Suddenly he said, "Do you need me to keep it a secret for you?"
"You have graduated. Credits has probably been squandered by you."
"Then... ten thousand yuan."
"Otherwise I'll call now and tell Bai Yu."
With that said, Vice Principal patted the phone on the table and opened the payment QR code.
Su Mo shook Folding Fan's hand and froze.
"Huh..."
"Haha..."
"Old...Principal! I have been so kind and kind to the Ink Academy all these years, and I, Su Mo, will always..."
Su Mo gritted his teeth and muttered while transferring money.
But at this moment, several messages suddenly popped up on Vice Principal's mobile phone Contact Number.
'Xu Yuanqing: Great Vice Principal, please give me one month's salary.'
'Xu Yuanqing: I just finished absorbing Phoenix Tears, and my clothes were burned.'
'Xu Yuanqing: You can't let me go to the graduation ceremony naked!'
'Xu Yuanqing: Isn't it okay that you are my biological father?'
Those pieces of tragic news seemed to be telling something silently.
Su Mo, who originally wanted to say a few harsh words, suddenly realized in a moment that he is not strong enough, so don't mess with Vice Principal, otherwise Xu Yuanqing will learn from the past...
Even Yuan Qingshan who went back to the Academy a few days ago...
All kinds of past...
I shivered.
Su Mo took a deep breath and without hesitation deleted the 10,000 yuan he just entered in the transfer list, changed it to 20,000 yuan, and transferred it.
"I have been with the Ink Academy for five years. I am very grateful."
Looking at Vice Principal's gentle and kind face, Su Mo said "sincerely", then hurriedly opened the door and left.
Vice Principal's expression did not change at all throughout the whole process.
Just smiling.
He leaned on the chair, looked at the Academy's surveillance, and muttered, "I was... the biggest thorn in the Ink Academy's back then."
"Otherwise, how could I control you brats?"
He chuckled and shook his head, as if he had thought of something. Looking at the bloody and tearful messages sent by Xu Yuanqing, Vice Principal thought thoughtfully, "After absorbing Phoenix Tears, the road to Seventh Awakening should be almost paved."
"Money... don't press too hard."
"After Fifth Awakening, One Awakening... the first level of heaven..."
A little sad, even a little lonely, as if to express regret that Xu Yuanqing can no longer be exploited.
"But the days of bullying Xiao Xu are really nostalgic."
"Huh?"
"He is always Entrepreneurship, bankrupt, and unable to save money in the end. As his senior, I help him save money... It's reasonable!"
"Well, the squeeze will continue!"
For a time, Vice Principal once again ignited a raging fighting spirit.
'I'll lend you 200 to buy clothes.'
'Interest of 1,000 will be deducted from salary.'
After typing this sentence with satisfaction, he transferred 200 yuan to Xu Yuanqing, put down his phone, and looked at the monitor. Vice Principal was in a particularly happy mood for a while. He was still humming and quietly waiting for the graduation ceremony in two hours.
At this time, there were also constant discussions in their Ink Academy work group.
Graduation ceremony, all school leaders...
All must attend.
'Not a funny guy (Day 3!!): Do you think it would be bad if I stole the limelight from the students during the graduation ceremony?'
'Not a funny man (Day 3!!): But I am so charming, I will definitely become the center of attention... fuck!'
'Not a funny man (first day...): Hidden.'
'Want to be a funny guy (Day N): Envy...'
A very simple conversation.
Vice Principal just glanced at it, curled his lips, then turned on the computer furtively, opened the video more skillfully, and started watching it with a silly smile.
Academy Playground.
At the very center, High Platform has been set up at this time.
It looks extremely grand.
But there wasn't even a single chair under the stage, and it was obvious that there was no intention of preparing seats for these visiting students.
Time passed minute by minute.
Afternoon.
Two points.
When the sun is at its strongest.
Ink Academy The bell that had been silent for a long time suddenly rang.
The sound echoed continuously in the Ink Academy.
Inner Courtyard.
A gray-haired Old Man rose into the air and stood with his hands behind his back. He exuded majestic energy and attracted attention.
"Ink Academy..."
"Graduation Ceremony!"
"Open!"
Principal stood at the front of the crowd and suddenly let out a loud roar.
A man named Teacher took off from every corner of the Ink Academy, lined up in two rows, and landed on High Platform.
Xu Yuanqing, who arrived belatedly, burst into the door of the Ink Academy, and his body emitted surging Flame. The hot energy instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Phoenix is flying.
Flame is obviously richer and purer than before.
The temperature is extremely high.
Including Phoenix itself is also clearer, and there is even a little spirituality in the eyes, stretching in mid-air.
Xu Yuanqing is coming on fire.
It landed on High Platform almost instantly.
Without the smile of the past, Xu Yuanqing was extremely serious at this moment. Even the teachers who were usually laughing and joking, all had solemn expressions.
There is no uniqueness, and there is no habitual pretense.
Xu Yuanqing stood in the queue honestly.
Leave a channel open.
One after another, with envy or curiosity in their eyes, students flocked to Playground.
No longer lazy, but under the influence of this atmosphere, he couldn't help but straighten his body.
He raised his head and looked at High Platform.
That arched doorway.
The guy who was always drunk and looked like a homeless man now had the rare smell of alcohol on his body and his eyes were clear.
She carefully arranged her makeup in front of a mirror.
The messy long hair was neatly combed and tied up by him.
Shave off your beard.
Washed my face.
Finally, put on a pair of clean clothes.
The whole process was very silent, but his face was full of sacredness.
The originally slovenly homeless man, after being combed, his appearance and temperament were completely different.
He is more like a handsome, slightly melancholic young man.
Without speaking, he put the mirror down.
Slowly walked to the back of the crowd and stood alone in the corner.
Soon, there were more and more people in these corners.
These are all the crazy guys Inner Courtyard usually do.
But at this moment, their expressions were so focused.
Staring straight at High Platform, not knowing what he was thinking.