Senior Superstar

  Chapter 404 If you can talk, just talk more! (Look for a monthly pass!)

  In the campus of Vinh Communication University.

  A group of school leaders who came to hear the news are gathering together, frowning.

  As the vice-principal of the school in charge of moral education, Guo Jianlin was holding his mobile phone and sweating profusely.

"President Guo, what are your Rong Chuan students doing?! If you are dissatisfied with the film festival, you can give feedback to the organizer and organizing committee through formal channels! He ruined the film festival's publicity materials and uploaded slogans to the Internet. Do you know how much negative impact this has caused?"

  "You go to the Internet now, and the videos that these classmates have disrupted have been forwarded by tens of thousands of clicks!"

"Not only that. Your Rong Chuan is usually not tepid, but at this time you have played a leading role? Cut the poster with a sickle... What do your Rong Chuan students think? How are they educated? You are here. When the students of Sichuan made trouble, students from Chuan Chuan and Xicai also followed suit. What's the matter, are you Rong Chuan leading the national universities to engage in sports?"

Hearing the film festival organizing committee complaining on the other end of the phone, Guo Jianlin wiped the sweat from his head and his face was bitter: "Oh, this, this is really an accident. I am also very desperate! These students are making trouble. At that time, it just happened to be in time for the visit of Principal Zhou, and I haven’t finished processing it yet. I don’t know what to do! Don’t ask questions for the first time..."

  "Principal Zhou? Which principal Zhou?"

  Guo Jianlin’s bitterness made the other end of the phone stunned: “Isn’t your school principal Sun Yiming Sun?"

  Guo Jianlin sighed, "Principal Sun is already an old calendar!"

The old principal of Rong Chuan, Sun Yiming, was suddenly hospitalized with a stroke last month.

  The old man had already reached retirement age, and coupled with a physical problem, the position of the principal was vacated.

  Ordinarily, there are only a few ways to appoint university presidents; internal promotion, administrative airborne, and parallel transfer.

  Under normal circumstances, most colleges and universities have a tradition of internal promotion.

From the inside of the school, academic leaders who are familiar with the school’s situation will serve as the principal. This selection model of “indigenous people in charge of the local area and no fertile water drains outsiders’ fields” can avoid the turbulence of the school management and also have an impact on the development of the university. A certain positive meaning.

  For universities like Tsinghua, since Jiang Nanxiang was elected president in 52 years, six of the seven presidents who have served are Tsinghua undergraduates.

  Ordinarily, the old principal suddenly retired due to physical reasons. Rong Chuan should have been selected from within.

However, in the past few years, Rong Chuan has not achieved satisfactory educational results except for the traditional majors, that is, the media majors.

  That’s it, Zhou Weiming came here by air.

  As for the administrative staff of the former Ministry of Education, the school’s interior is not yet familiar, and I don’t know his temperament.

  The new principal, who had not officially taken office, came to the school to find out about the situation. When the student ran into such an oolong, Guo Jianlin hated his teeth.

  The killing heart is gradually rising, and the heart to cut off the WIFI in the dormitory is all there!

   Just when Guo Jianlin was facing the phone with good words, and barely pacified, Zhou Weiming, who had been in the office of the Political and Education Office for almost two hours, finally walked out of the office building door.

   "Principal Zhou!"

   "Ouch, you finally came out."

Seeing Zhou Weiming’s unkind complexion and the irritation hidden between his eyebrows, Guo Jianlin hurriedly said, “Principal Zhou, I was mad at some incompetent things? Don’t worry, this matter will be handled by me. Students, I must show them good colors!"

  "What good color should I give?"

   Surrounded by the crowd, Zhou Weiming frowned, "Why do you want to show the students? What happened to the students?"

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  Karma?

   Zhou Weiming’s question made a group of school leaders bewildered.

What does this mean?

  Are you confused by a few rascals?

"Ha... Principal Zhou, what I'm talking about is that the students sabotaged the film festival's publicity materials and posted videos... Whoops, the organizing committee of the film festival just called me to talk about this, the impact is too bad ."

  Guo Jianlin bowed and reminded.

   Hearing this, Zhou Weiming's brows wrinkled deeper.

   "I know this is the case, but what happened to the students?"

  (O_o)??(O_o)??(O_o)??

  Looking at Zhou Weiming's outrageous look, a group of school leaders will not be able to.

  What's the special situation?

  What happened in the Political and Religious Office in the past two hours?

  This new principal...isn’t he brainwashed by the students? !

  At the entrance of the office building.

Zhu Peiqi and a group of friends just walked out and saw a scene in front of the door, and then heard a group of familiar school leaders screaming at the little old man who had gone to the concert with them, and panicked. !

  WTF?

  This little old man who watched the concert with him for more than an hour turned out to be...the principal?

  Pop through.

  Zhu Peiqi dropped the duck and sat on the ground.

  Looking at Zhou Weiming, who was surrounded by a group of school leaders, Zhu Peiqi's big watery eyes behind her glasses lost focus;

   "Did I pat him on the back of the head just now?"

   "Hmm!" Beside, a group of sand sculptures nodded together.

   "I just brought him into the fan club?"

  "Hmm!" Next to them, a group of sand sculptures nodded together again.

   "I just called him a brother?"

   "Hmm! You also told him that you will cover him in the school in the future, so that he can come to you for something."

   "I..." Zhu Peiqi smiled miserably and covered her face: "Uuuuuu, I'm done!"

  At this moment, Zhou Weiming, who didn't know when to get out of the crowd, was already standing beside Zhu Peiqi.

  "Classmates."

  "Ang..."

   Seeing the new principal squatting in front of her, Zhu Peiqi shrank her neck and said in despair: "Master principal...please don't hang me at the school gate..."

   Seeing Zhu Peiqi's whole body smashed into a ball, Zhou Weiming raised his brows, "Leader Zhu, don't be afraid! Where did the vivacious energy in the Political and Religious Office go?"

  Zhu Peiqi covered her face, burst into tears, and waved her hands again and again: "Principal Zhou said and laughed, I dare not be or not."

  Ignoring Zhu Peiqi’s madness, Zhou Weiming chuckled, “I have also learned to play Weibo and so on recently. I remember you young people. There is a word that describes someone who complains to someone.

  "Diss?" On the side, a sand sculpture blinked.

  Hearing this word, Zhou Weiming slapped his face, "Yes! I remember it. DISS!"

  Speaking, he pulled Zhu Peiqi, who was paralyzed on the ground, up, and turned around to look at a group of school leaders with complex faces.

   "Classmates, thank you for letting me understand the situation and the way you young people think about problems. Your method is wrong to destroy the film festival poster. But your behavior is not wrong! Diss is good!"

  Huh?

  ヾ(▽｀;)ゝ

   Hearing that the new principal did not seem to be looking for herself, Zhu Peiqi was overjoyed: "Principal, then, can we flash people?"

   "No way."

  Zhou Weiming smiled and grabbed Zhu Peiqi who wanted to run away.

   "Don't you like to make videos?"

  Seeing him mention this matter again, Zhu Peiqi's face went down.

  I said that I don’t want to be held accountable, but I still haven’t forgotten about it!

  "Take me a section too. I also want to real-name the film festival this time!"

   Just when Zhu Peiqi was desperate for this materialistic adult world, Zhou Weiming accepted the smile on her face and said every word.

what?

   Watching Zhou Weiming wink her eyes secretly, Zhu Peiqi was stunned.

  Friends, friendly forces?

   silently took out the phone, Zhu Peiqi turned on the camera.

   Watching Zhou Weiming tidy up her clothes, standing in front of the camera, Zhu Peiqi looked at several other school leaders who looked bad, and bit her scalp and screamed.

   "School, principal?"

"Ok?"

   "What education background do you have?"

  "Postdoc. What's wrong?"

   "No, nothing happened."

  (`)

  Zhu Peiqi showed a kind smile.

  "Your education is so high, you can definitely speak. Since you can speak...you can speak more."

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  (End of this chapter)