The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

Li Kewei was eating his barbecue rice when Li Jun's voice came through the phone next to him.

"If you ask me, just use 'He teaches well and is handsome,' that would be perfect."

Li Kewei swallowed the food in his mouth and complained, "Isn't this a bit too over-the-top? Actually, I think 'Gold Medal Teacher' is quite stable."

Wang Xu: "Either way is fine. Teacher Lu is a young man too, so the old tricks are boring. If all else fails, I think 'Brother Lu is awesome' will also work."

"We can't just send it once. 'Gold Medal Teacher' is too bland. If all else fails, let's use 'Brother Lu is Awesome'," Li Jun said on the phone.

The second time, it changed to "Brother Lu is awesome", and the third time it changed to "Brother Lu's teaching is awesome".

As he spoke, Li Jun himself started laughing.

"Can't you be a little more cultured? This is too vulgar. Listen to me, use 'turning stone into gold'!" Qian Zihao said.

Li Jun: "Are you going to turn us into gold nuggets?"

"What are you saying, laughing so happily?" Lu Qian walked over and asked curiously.

The group shuddered and quickly stood up.

"Teacher Lu!"

"What's there to be nervous about? I don't eat children." Lu Qian didn't know why his family members were so agitated.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh—"

Li Kewei nodded repeatedly and then hung up the phone.

"Teacher, did you hear what we said?" Wang Xu asked tentatively, only to be kicked by Qian Zihao.

"No, what are you talking about?"

Lu Qian didn't hear it at all. He just looked at the menu on the wall as he entered the room, wondering what to eat.

"It's nothing, we were just saying how lucky we were to have met Teacher Lu," Li Kewei said, offering a small compliment.

"Yes, yes, yes—"

Several people nodded in agreement.

"oh."

Lu Qian looked suspicious; these kids were acting all mysterious.

On the other end of the line, Li Jun frowned as he looked at the phone that had been hung up. "Why did you hang up? We haven't finished talking about the banner yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, a message popped up on his phone.

[Wang Xu: Teacher Lu is with us. We'll talk again after school tonight.]

Li Jun suddenly realized and replied with "OK".

We really can't let Teacher Lu know about this, otherwise it won't be fun.

He thought his idea was absolutely brilliant!

……

The following morning.

A Maybach was parked not far from the school gate.

Li Zhiyuan, dressed in casual clothes and carrying a fluffy tubular object, got out of the car and went to the school gate to wait for someone.

Not long after, another Audi pulled up nearby, and a refined-looking man got out.

Li Zhiyuan walked over and greeted him, "Hello, are you Mr. Xi Linsong?"

"Hello, hello, I'm Xi Linsong. You must be Li Jun's father?" Xi Linsong asked.

"It's me, it's me, Li Zhiyuan." Li Zhiyuan laughed heartily and extended his right hand.

"I've heard so much about you!"

After shaking hands, the two quickly became acquainted.

"I brought the items; they were all custom-made." Li Zhiyuan opened the fuzzy, tubular object in his hand.

It is a brocade banner.

"I really have to thank Teacher Lu. My daughter has never passed math and physics. Luckily, she met Teacher Lu!" Xi Linsong exclaimed.

"My son is the same way, all he does is play all day long. But now that he's met Teacher Lu, his grades have skyrocketed!" Li Zhiyuan said with a smile.

We were chatting.

A taxi pulled up, and a middle-aged woman got out and approached tentatively, asking, "Are you two also parents of students in Class 25?"

Li Zhiyuan's face was still full of smiles as he warmly extended his right hand, "Hello, hello, I am Li Jun's father, Li Zhiyuan."

Seeing that the other person had an extraordinary demeanor, Li Lifang subconsciously wiped her hands on her clothes before shaking hands.

"Hello, hello, I am Ma Chengde's mother, Li Lifang."

"Oh my, what a coincidence! We're even from the same clan, maybe even from hundreds of years ago!" Li Zhiyuan's smile never faded. "Now our children are in the same class, it's all fate!"

With just a few words, Li Zhiyuan dispelled Li Lifang's nervousness and unease.

Xi Linsong thought to himself, "He's impressive. No wonder he's a CEO. His speaking skills are top-notch." Then he smiled and extended his hand.

"Hello, I am Xi Linsong, Xi Wenjing's father."

Li Lifang hurriedly extended her hand, "Oh, hello, hello."

She was indeed nervous before she came, and she was nervous again when she got out of the car and saw these two people.

Just by looking at him from afar, you can tell he's a successful person; that kind of inner confidence is something she doesn't have.

She was worried that the other person might be cold, but after getting to know them, she found that they were all good people.

The three of them quickly started chatting.

Before long, cars arrived one after another, and parents of the students got out one after another. One of them was even wearing an administrative jacket.

Li Zhiyuan hurriedly went to greet him, but before he could speak, he saw the other person shake his head slightly and immediately changed his form of address.

"Brother Wang, you've arrived."

Wang Lie smiled and shook hands with him, saying meaningfully, "We've discussed it privately, and it wouldn't be appropriate for all of us to come, so let me come as a representative, as a parent."

Li Zhiyuan understood deeply; if too many people came, things would probably get much worse.

Wang Lie waved the banner in his hand and said with emotion, "I was almost ready to give up on my son's studies, but I didn't expect Teacher Lu to pull him back. I don't know how to thank him enough."

...

There were 16 parents present, and 6 banners were presented.

Some have to work, and some don't live in the area, so they can't come.

The group discussed it and decided that each family would chip in to have a banner made; it was a small gift but a heartfelt gesture.

The security guard at the gate had already realized something was wrong. Last time, a bunch of parents came to cause trouble. Could it be another wave?

As he approached, he noticed that some of the middle-aged men and women were dressed modestly, yet their attire exuded sophistication. Their casual conversation was relaxed, and their manner of speaking was quite different from that of other parents he had encountered before.

Just standing there, he exudes a confident and generous aura.

The security guard asked with a hint of respect, "Excuse me, parents, what brings you all to the school gate?"

Li Zhiyuan stepped forward. "Hello, security guard. We're here to present a banner to Mr. Lu Qian, the teacher of Class 25, Grade 11. Yes, we brought six banners in total."

The security guard breathed a sigh of relief; at least they weren't causing trouble.

"Then you can make a phone call, I'll register you, and then you can go in."

"OK."

Li Zhiyuan took out his phone, then suddenly paused and looked at everyone.

"Hey everyone, I have an idea, what do you think?"

……

Director Pan is currently watering the flowers in his office, enjoying a rare moment of tranquility.

Suddenly his phone vibrated, and he paused for a moment after seeing the caller ID.

"Li Zhiyuan, isn't that Li Jun's father?"

"Could something have happened to this giant Buddha statue?"

"Why does something always happen every time I water the plants?"

After answering the phone and hearing the caller's purpose, Director Pan finally felt relieved and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Sending a banner! It's been so long since a parent has given a teacher a banner!"

"That's a good thing!"

Then he called the security guard.

……

School gate.

After registering, Li Zhiyuan and other parents walked into the school in a large group.

They had already unfurled the banner in their hands, as if afraid others wouldn't know they had come to present it.

Upon entering the teaching building, Li Zhiyuan led a group of parents straight to Class 7.

Zhang Chao is currently supervising the morning self-study session, where several students are being punished by standing and reciting.

Suddenly a group of parents appeared at the classroom door, and the man in the lead knocked on the door with a smile.

"Hello, we're here to present a banner."

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