Force me to be reborn, right?

Chapter 309 Corridor Kiss

In the living room, Chen Jieyu, who was sitting on the same small sofa with Cheng Zhu, was completely stunned!
She deliberately kept a certain distance from Cheng Zhu, and the two did not sit too close to each other.

Based on her understanding of Cheng Zhu, she didn't believe that this man was reformed, so she followed the trend and donated 6666 yuan.

He is not that kind of person at all!

If he were to be honest, Teacher Chen would certainly not think that Cheng Zhu was a bad person.

Because she accepted a lot of his kindness.

Oh, that’s not right. It was very bad when we were in the homestay and the staff dormitory. It was that kind. That kind. Anyway, it was that kind of bad!

In Teacher Chen's mind, Cheng Zhu is definitely a typical bad student. After all, he is capable of doing things that would destroy his ancestors.

But if you say that this person is obsessed with money and is really unwilling to donate money, that is definitely not true.

"But he is actually quite stubborn at heart and won't be easily changed by external forces." Concubine Chen thought.

"He followed the trend and donated more than 6,000 yuan. He must have his own ideas. He was definitely not influenced by the words he said."

"Could it be possible that he had already started laying the groundwork for today that day?" Concubine Chen was not sure about this.

But just by thinking about it so simply, she felt her scalp tingling.

Where in the world can you find such a freshman?
But, in reality?
Cheng Zhu had indeed started planning from that day on.

Since he would bring it up, it must be true. He really did pay an extra 6666 yuan on the day he donated to the school.

To Cheng Zhu, more than 6,000 yuan is just a small amount of money, a very small investment.

He doesn't care.

But if used well, it can be a killer move!
What's more, the money will not be wasted, and all his donation will be used for practical purposes.

Of course, this is his second killer move!
If Cheng Zhu knew what Teacher Chen was feeling, he might find it a little funny.

How could there be such a freshman in the world?
Then think about it carefully. When I lent you 50,000 yuan, was there something similar in nature?

Isn't this a premeditated foreshadowing?

Of course, the prerequisite is that you have money!
——Loser people shouldn’t learn this.

It can be said that Cheng Zhu's words hit exactly what Dean Zhang wanted.

This old mischievous boy originally wanted to show off in front of his wife. What does he mean by "I don't understand how to play the games of today's young people"?
This game is so simple to play that even kindergarten kids can learn it in no time.

But the key is that I passed the level!
There were only three teachers and students in the whole school who passed the test, so he was actually quite proud of himself.

Especially when Director Li, an old friend, just couldn't get over it.

However, Cheng Zhu donated another 6666 yuan. Wow, the whole incident seemed to have been sublimated!
Dean Zhang could only pretend to be a small one originally, but now he can pretend to be a big one!

He used to think that Cheng Zhu's appearance and temperament gave people a very wild feeling, and it seemed that he did things in a wild way.

Looking at him again now, for some unknown reason I find him more and more pleasing to the eye!

——"Good boy!"

He looked at Cheng Zhu and smiled: "I didn't want to tell you something, but after listening to what you said just now, I thought I could still tell you."

"Because I have something I want to ask you later." Dean Zhang added.

Cheng Zhuze said seriously: "Okay, you say."

"Then who do you think this person is who didn't come to receive the award?" The little old man with a Mediterranean hairstyle asked with a smile.

Of course Cheng Zhu thought it was him, but he still deliberately looked at him for a few seconds, and then he suddenly understood.

"Dean, could it be you?" he asked knowingly.

Dean Zhang nodded calmly.

The last time he came to Room 212 of the East Building, Cheng Zhu thought this little old man was quite interesting.

Now, seeing how calmly he admitted this, I find him even more interesting.

When this dean was young, he might have been a great bully!

Some people are very stiff in pretending to be cool, while others will prepare themselves beforehand.

Cheng Zhu was now like a supporting actor, and at the right moment he let out a surprised and amazed sound: "Ah?"

Professor Jane sat aside, frowning at her husband, then frowning at the student.

She was a little slow to follow the unfolding of events.

How come it suddenly became like this for no apparent reason!

Chen Jieyu looked at Cheng Zhu's face and felt like laughing, but she had to hold it back.

When she was in the staff dormitory before, lying in Cheng Zhu's arms, the two of them discussed whether the person who passed the level was Dean Zhang.

They both agreed that it was him.

The old man is really good at playing tricks. Even at his age, he still knows how to make friends out of nothing!
So, she was just watching Cheng Zhuyan from the side.

Therefore, the situation of the four people in the living room was quite delicate.

One is shocked, one is proud, one is performing wildly, and one is watching the show.

Cheng Zhu's tactics really worked.

He could sense from Dean Zhang's eyes that the old man's attitude towards him seemed to have changed.

I knew you didn't want to accept the award, and then I followed your example and donated 6666 yuan, which would be considered an attempt to flatter you.

I didn't know it was you, and then I followed suit, and that's completely different.

I was moved. I was absolutely moved!

By the way, let me express it again - I have a very high level of awareness!

For a school like the Polytechnic University, Cheng Zhu's total donation of less than 30,000 yuan is actually nothing.

Some outstanding alumni who graduated many years ago often donate scary amounts of money. Someone like Lei Jun even donates more than 1 billion yuan at a time!

But for a student who has just been enrolled for less than a semester, such a donation is particularly special.

Moreover, there is also a bonus of more than 6,000 yuan from Dean Zhang.

Some old professors or school leaders with noble character will choose to donate some national prizes when they receive them.

For Dean Zhang, making such a small contribution to the school would be nothing to him under normal circumstances.

But this is the money an old man won playing games!

I have defeated at least several thousand college students in the school!

In this way, everything suddenly became different, and this money became special to this old man.

So, he was quite concerned about where the money went.

Originally, he wanted to ask the school staff in charge of this area where the money was used.

But he has been a little busy lately, with a lot of trivial things to do, and he is getting older, so sometimes the things he was thinking about yesterday he would forget about them the next day.

Today, Cheng Zhu happens to be here, so let’s ask him.

"What will you use the money you donated to the school for?" asked Dean Zhang.

"It is used to support poor students." Cheng Zhu replied.

"Hmm?" Dean Zhang didn't expect it to be used in this context, so he asked, "Tell me more about it."

This is Cheng Zhu’s second killer move.

It is only 14, and the social topic of subsidies for poor students is not as exaggerated as it will be a few years later.

A few years later, everyone had countless doubts about this matter.

For example, some people who shouldn’t have taken the money took it.

There are also news reports that some students use Apple's four-piece product series, take the money, and go to celebrity concerts.

Even many people who have attended college have experienced such real-life examples around them, which are disgusting and nauseating.

Cheng Zhu didn't apply for computer science in his previous life, so he wasn't a student in Computer Science Class 2. There was a similar phenomenon in his previous life's class.

Although the attention paid to this social issue in recent years has not been as exaggerated as it is later, but as the dean of a college, Dean Zhang must be aware that this kind of chaos exists in various universities!
That's why he asked Cheng Zhu to explain in detail how the money should be used and allocated.

Cheng Zhu looked at him and said, "Dean, I grew up in an ordinary family, and I have also met some classmates whose family conditions are indeed not good."

“Sometimes you can find that these students are more sensitive and have stronger self-esteem.”

Chen Jieyu was listening at the side, and the fingers of her hands on her legs couldn't help but curl inward slightly, and her eyelids drooped slightly.

Cheng Zhuze continued: "These students are afraid that others will know the specific situation of their family, that others will look down on them, and that people around them will point fingers at them."

Dean Zhang and Jian Wanyu nodded frequently. They had encountered such students in their careers.

In other words, there is actually only one person sitting in the living room right now.

It’s just that Chen Jieyu’s family situation was not so poor that they could not even make ends meet, but that they overly favored boys over girls.

"Even many poor students who apply for charity funding are required to give public speeches on stage to explain their family's specific circumstances, and then they may be asked to vote by their classmates."

"Some people are too embarrassed to eat at school even if there are charity lunches. They are also too embarrassed to apply for public financial aid for poor students or charity projects of businesses and companies. They are afraid of other people's eyes and may prefer to drink the free soup at school."

Many times, the more inferior a person is, the more sensitive they are.

The more confident a person is, the more likely he is to live with an attitude of not caring about whoever he wants.

Cheng Zhu continued: "So, I asked some people in the school for help and collected some meal card data in the school."

"If an alumnus eats more than 60 meals in the school cafeteria every month for two consecutive months, but the total consumption is less than 240 yuan, 150 yuan will be added to his meal card."

"There is no need to apply for the whole process, and this matter will not be announced to the public. The money will be directly transferred to the meal card, and then you will be notified separately."

Cheng Zhu was very clear that there would definitely be omissions. For example, some poor students might have brought meals to their roommates several times, and the meal card consumption would exceed the limit.

But when it comes to charity, everyone's ability is limited. You have to be aware that you can't help everyone at once, but you can find ways to ensure that you help the right people as much as possible.

Dean Zhang nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Cheng Zhu’s approach certainly cannot be said to be perfect, but it can be seen that this student put a lot of thought into it, and he is willing to carry it out and has his own ideas.

And if you want to accomplish this, you need the cooperation of people in the school.

This shows that he also has his own abilities in interpersonal relationships.

He already admired Cheng Zhu, and after seeing his two sets of combination punches today, he admired him even more.

After that, everything was easy to talk about.

But Concubine Chen on the side seemed to become more and more silent.

Cheng Zhu stayed here until half past eight, and then left with Concubine Chen.

After the two walked out of the house, Cheng Zhu gently closed the door.

Dean Zhang lives on the third floor.

When the two of them walked to the corridor rest platform between the second and third floors, Cheng Zhu made sure the surroundings were safe, and then he quickly and fiercely kissed the slightly depressed counselor on the cheek!
Chen Jieyu's eyes suddenly widened under her gold-rimmed glasses, and all the negative emotions were naturally swept away at once.

Now all that's left is tension, panic, surprise, and shame.
"Listen to me, don't move." Cheng Zhu said in a very soft voice: "Don't recall the past, you have me."

The lights on the stairs were sensor-activated, and as the two of them stood there motionless, the lights soon went out.

He was just waiting for the lights to go out.

In the darkness, he found her lips expertly.

During this long and deep kiss in the corridor, the sensor light dimmed and then brightened again.

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