MTLNOVEL Chapter 917 - 917: Working Hard as a Principal
Chapter 917: Working Hard as a Principal
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Principal Li, fuming with anger, decided to skip dinner that evening.
Upon returning home, he called the head teacher of the senior year and laid out a crushing strategy for the upcoming college entrance exams. He made it clear that this time, Guangwai not only had to defeat Renhe but needed to do so in a humiliating manner. “Let’s see if that Zhang still dares to undermine me!” he scoffed.
The next day, Guangwai’s senior students plunged into an intense barrage of practice exams. Their brows furrowed in concentration as they committed themselves to Principal Li’s aggressive plan. Even the first and second-year students felt the pressure to maintain a serious learning atmosphere, hesitant to move around during breaks.
The entire school was engulfed in a tense, war-like preparation, even without a single shot fired.
In contrast, Renhe Middle School maintained a calm and leisurely environment at all times. Principal Zhang never pressured his students to outdo anyone else; instead, he encouraged them to be themselves and to leverage their strengths. For particularly talented students, he expressed admiration and cared deeply for their development.
Meanwhile, Principal Zhang was busy fostering relationships with influential figures and peers, including district education leaders and fellow principals. To put it plainly, he was everywhere, giving gifts and trying to build connections.
He didn’t do this for his own gain; the funds for these gifts came from his own pocket. As he would say, “My students deserve the right to be themselves, so I need to network and upgrade my connections to help them navigate any challenges!”
His motivation for meeting Principal Guan was initially to discuss Gu Zi’s situation, but upon learning that she didn’t actually need assistance, he was both surprised and delighted.
As he arrived at school that morning, he hummed a tune from a traditional opera, his spirits lifted. Students greeted him as he made his way to his office, and he stopped to wave and respond to their cheerful hellos.
He also took the opportunity to ask a few questions, “Is the breakfast in the cafeteria enough? If not, let me know—we’ll make improvements!”
Principal Zhang’s approachable demeanor earned him the affection of his students. He paused frequently along the way to chat with them, whether it was about their meals or their studies. His mind was filled with concern for their well-being, leaving little room for anything else to occupy his thoughts.
Early the next morning, the moral education director waited anxiously in the principal’s office to find out about Gu Zi’s situation.
After more than an hour, Principal Zhang strolled in, cheerfully humming to himself. The director quickly approached him, her curiosity piqued. “Principal Zhang, you look happy! Does that mean Gu Zi’s issue has been resolved?”
Caring deeply about her students, the director had thought about Gu Zi well into the night. Upon hearing her question, Principal Zhang paused for a moment, then cleared his throat before speaking.
“Director, I looked into it. Gu Zi is not a cleaner at the Guangcheng Daily. She is actually a specially appointed foreign language editor there, a bona fide employee. Her husband is quite well-off; in fact, about eighty percent of the pork consumed here in Guangcheng comes from his pig farm. She doesn’t need any financial assistance!”
Exiting the principal’s office, the director still felt dazed. She realized how badly she had misunderstood the situation—Gu Zi was not only exceptionally talented but also fortunate in her circumstances.
When several teachers arrived, they noticed the director’s surprised expression and instantly grew concerned. Could it be that even Principal Zhang couldn’t help Gu Zi?
The male foreign language teacher, who had already considered Gu Zi one of his own students, rushed to ask, “Director, what’s the situation? Can our principal help my student with her issue? If not, I’m willing to step in!”
The other teachers, too preoccupied with solving Gu Zi’s problem to mind the male teacher’s enthusiasm, turned their eager eyes toward the director, waiting for her response.
With a complex expression, the director replied, “She doesn’t need our help. Gu Zi is a foreign language editor at the Guangcheng Daily, and she’s a specially appointed one who doesn’t need to sit in the office. Also, the principal has decided to let her join Class One.”
After sharing this news, the director left the room, leaving the teachers stunned in place.
A specially appointed editor at the Guangcheng Daily? That was impressive! Even they, as teachers, might not be able to secure such a position.
Gu Zi was indeed a rare talent, and it seemed Renhe Middle School had hit the jackpot by getting her!
It took a while for the teachers to process the information.
The male foreign language teacher, who also served as the head teacher of Class One, could hardly contain his excitement as he exclaimed, his thick eyebrows dancing with enthusiasm, “Gu Zi is in my class! I knew it! It was meant to be; our principal is truly brilliant!”