What's wrong with me, a school principal, listening to students' suggestions?

After saying that, Old Liu got into the car.

The car slowly drove out of the school gate and disappeared at the end of the road.

Liu Jianguo stood there, his face ashen.

He didn't dare to meet Lin Yucai and the others' eyes, and turned around and slunk away.

The moment the car door closed, Lin Yucai heard a muffled thud from inside the car, as if someone had slammed the door shut.

Ma Desheng couldn't help but mutter, "Impotent rage..."

"Old Liu's words just now set the tone for No. 13 Middle School."

Su Qingyan crossed her arms, unable to suppress the joy of victory emanating from her lips.

"It's impossible for Liu Jianguo to conduct an investigation now; the higher-ups might even allocate more funds to us."

"Lin Yucai, you've won again."

Su Qingyan looked at Lin Yucai, her eyes shining.

"First of all, it wasn't me who won, it was us who won, it was the children who won."

Lin Yucai turned around and looked at the No. 13 Middle School behind him.

"Principal, how much is the funding that Elder Liu mentioned earlier?"

Ma Desheng walked over, his face beaming with smiles.

"I don't know," Lin Yucai shrugged. "But there's definitely a lot."

"So, what are our renovation plans for this summer vacation...?"

"Keep pushing forward," Lin Yucai interrupted him. "The research building should still be built, and the cafeteria should still be renovated."

"We never wanted the money from up there; we're the richest man in Tomato City!"

Ma Desheng gave a thumbs up, "Principal, you really are something..."

"Alright, alright." Lin Yucai waved his hand. "That's enough. Go do whatever you were doing."

The teachers left one after another, and the school gate became quiet again.

Lin Yucai and Su Qingyan stood side by side, neither of them speaking.

After a while, Su Qingyan suddenly spoke.

"Lin Yucai".

"Um?"

"Tonight, the senior high school students are holding a thank-you banquet for their teachers."

"I know," Lin Yucai said. "Chen Yu told me about it the day before yesterday."

"They said they'd hold it in the school cafeteria, have Zhou Dahai cook, and specifically asked you to go."

"Go ahead," Lin Yucai laughed. "How can I not go?"

"Then..." Su Qingyan paused, "What are you going to say?"

"What should I say?" Lin Yucai thought for a moment, "Just wish them a bright future."

"this one?"

"Otherwise what?" Lin Yucai turned to look at her. "What do you want me to say?"

Su Qingyan didn't answer, she just smiled.

"Fine, we'll see how you perform on the spot."

……

Six o'clock in the evening, at the No. 13 Middle School cafeteria.

All the senior high school students were present.

They pooled their money and gave it to Zhou Dahai so he could cook a good meal.

Zhou Dahai didn't hesitate either, starting preparations at three in the afternoon.

Braised pork belly, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed sea bass, garlic shrimp, dry pot bullfrog, sauerkraut fish...

More than a dozen main dishes filled three long tables.

The students sat around the table, their faces full of smiles.

Lin Yucai and Su Qingyan sat at the main table, with several of the main teachers sitting next to them.

Old Zhao, Sister Qian, Old Wu, and Ma Desheng.

"Principal Lin, Vice Principal Su, and fellow teachers."

Chen Yu stood up and raised the juice glass in her hand.

On behalf of all the senior students, I would like to raise a toast to everyone.

"Thank you for your efforts over the past six months."

"Without you, we wouldn't have achieved what we have today."

After saying that, she tilted her head back and drank the juice in the glass clean.

Other students also stood up and raised their glasses.

"Thank you, Principal Lin!"

"Thank you, Vice Principal Su!"

Thank you, teachers!

Lin Yucai picked up his cup and stood up as well.

"Children, I can't drink this."

The students were stunned.

"Why?" Chen Bowen asked.

"Because I must toast you all." Lin Yucai raised his glass. "Thank you for your hard work these past six months."

"From students who struggled to even pass their exams to now being able to get into undergraduate programs."

"You have put in more effort than anyone else."

"This glass is for you all."

He finished the juice in his glass in one gulp.

The students looked at him, their eyes reddening.

"Principal Lin, I..."

Chen Bowen stood up, took his cup, and walked over to Lin Yucai.

He opened his mouth, but after a long pause, he managed to utter a single sentence.

"I used to be a jerk, but you didn't give up on me."

"I've had a very fulfilling six months."

"Although I still love playing games, at least I know when to study and when to play."

"thank you."

After saying that, he drank the juice in his glass in one gulp and turned to leave.

As he reached the door, he raised his hand and vigorously wiped his face.

Lin Yucai watched his retreating figure, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

One by one, the students stood up, walked up to Lin Yucai, and expressed their gratitude.

Some spoke fluently, while others stammered.

But every word he said was sincere.

Lin Yucai responded to each question, drinking one glass of juice after another.

By the time all the students had finished offering their respects, his stomach was so full he was feeling uncomfortable.

"Are you trying to stuff yourself to death?"

Su Qingyan couldn't help but laugh when she saw his expression.

"It's nothing," Lin Yucai waved his hand. "It's worth it if it makes the kids happy."

"Principal Lin, I'd like to propose a toast to you as well."

Old Zhao stood up and picked up his cup as well.

"Old Zhao, what's wrong with you...?"

"Don't interrupt me," Old Zhao interrupted him. "You've helped me rediscover the meaning of being a teacher."

"For the past eight years, I've just been coasting along at No. 13 Middle School, and every day in class feels like I'm just chanting scriptures."

"But everything changed after you came."

"The students are willing to listen to my lectures, and I'm willing to teach them too."

"I haven't felt this way in many years."

"Thank you, Principal Lin."

After saying that, Old Zhao finished the juice in his glass in one gulp.

"Old Zhao, what are you doing? You're making me feel embarrassed."

Lin Yucai looked at him, his nose feeling a little sore.

"Sorry is fine." Old Zhao laughed, patted him on the shoulder, "You owe me a drink, you'll definitely have to pay me back another day."

"no problem."

The banquet lasted for more than two hours.

The students enjoyed the meal, and the teachers relaxed as well.

Even the usually serious Su Qingyan had drunk a few extra glasses of juice today, and her face was slightly flushed.

Lin Yucai looked at her and suddenly thought that this woman was really beautiful when she smiled.

The banquet ended at 8:30 p.m.

The students left in twos and threes, some going back to their dormitories and others going home.

Lin Yucai and Su Qingyan stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, watching them leave.

"Principal Lin." Chen Yu walked over and handed him an envelope. "This is the money we all pooled together, a total of five thousand yuan."

"Chef Zhou said he wouldn't charge us for today's meal, but we can't eat for free."

"Please keep this money, and consider the rest as a donation to the school."

Lin Yucai took the envelope and weighed it in his hand.

"Okay, I'll accept it on behalf of the school. Give me the signatures of the students who donated later, and I'll have someone issue you a receipt."

Chen Yu smiled and nodded, then waved and prepared to leave.

"Chen Yu," Lin Yucai called out to her.

"Um?"

"Remember to come back and visit when school starts in September."

"must."