This Curse Is Just Awesome Chapter 67 - You're A Good Principal

Chapter 67 - You’re A Good Princ.i.p.al

"Strange."

"This Chen Yu is too strange."

Somewhere in the audience stands, Officer w.a.n.g leaned back in his chair and stared at Chen Yu in Ring 4, frowning and deep in thought.

"Could it be that his physical fitness is really innate? Then why hasn't he shown it in his 12 years of student life..."

"Captain." The policewoman sitting next to him asked, "Did you find anything?"

"No." Officer w.a.n.g rubbed his temples. "I just feel that this Chen Yu must be hiding some big secret."

"Big b.o.o.bs?" In the front row, a white-haired old man subconsciously turned his head. "Where do you find big b.o.o.bs?"

The three policemen: "..."

...

After the victory was announced, Chen Yu immediately let go of the examiner's hand and left the ring as if he was fleeing.

If he continued to stay on the stage, perhaps the audience would cheer him to death...

Returning to the waiting area, Chen Yu could clearly feel that whether it was the leadership of No. 7 High School or the examinees, the way they looked at him had changed.

"Tsk."

Curling his lips, Chen Yu sat boldly on the chair and closed his eyes. "Where's the ma.s.sage? Give me two."

"Quick! All of you go!" The dean at the side waved his hand. "Give Student Chen Yu a good ma.s.sage!"

The six technicians rushed forward. One ma.s.saged his left arm, one ma.s.saged his right arm, one ma.s.saged his left leg, one ma.s.saged his right leg, one ma.s.saged his head, and one... Also ma.s.saged his head...

"Yes, it's comfortable. Put more force on it." Chen Yu yawned lazily. "Where's the princ.i.p.al? Where did he go?"

"Here! I'm here." The princ.i.p.al of No. 7 High School moved closer. "Student Chen Yu, it's been hard on you."

"I just stretched my legs. What's there to be hard about?" Chen Yu opened one of his eyes and looked at the princ.i.p.al. "I heard you say just now... That you want Chen Kaizi to beat someone up? Beat who up?"

"Of course I want to beat up Chen Kaizi!" The princ.i.p.al widened his eyes and said angrily, "I mean you want to beat up Chen Kaizi! Well done! He was disobedient!"

"Oh, so I didn't hear wrongly before. You're asking him to admit defeat."

"That's right." The princ.i.p.al tilted his head. "What else?"

"I thought you were asking me to admit defeat." Chen Yu came to a realization.

"This... This is the biggest joke in the world! Student Chen Yu has the advantage in strength, so naturally, the other party admitted defeat. Chen Kaizi is disobedient, and now he's still being resuscitated. He deserves it."

The dean at the side: "..."

The examinees: "..."

"That's fine. Princ.i.p.al, as a student, I'm very gratified that you can think like this." Chen Yu stretched out his hand, wanting to pat the princ.i.p.al's shoulder, but because he was sitting, his palm couldn't reach it.

The princ.i.p.al was quick-witted. He immediately bent down and let Chen Yu pat him twice.

"Mm." Chen Yu smiled. "You're a good princ.i.p.al. Wait for me to bring back a champion for you."

"Then let's have a good relationship!" The princ.i.p.al held back his excitement and took out a bottle of energy drink. He personally opened it, inserted a straw, and handed it to Chen Yu's mouth. "Come, Student Chen Yu, replenish some water."

In the battle just now, the strength that Chen Kaizi had displayed had already greatly exceeded his expectations.

He did not expect that this Chen Yu, whose name was not well-known, was actually even more 'fierce' than Chen Kaizi.

He didn't even use his Qi..

If he used all his Qi... Perhaps he would really have a chance to peek at the t.i.tle of the top scorer?

With this thought in mind, the princ.i.p.al of No. 7 High School became even more excited. He almost crushed the beverage bottle with his strength.

Since the establishment of No. 7 High School, not to mention the top scorer, only a handful of people could advance to the official compet.i.tion...

"Student Chen Yu." After calming down his emotions, the princ.i.p.al asked tentatively, "With your strength, how could you be expelled from No. 2 High School?"

"Oh, I smoked."

"Smoked?"

"Yes."

"That's it?!" The princ.i.p.al widened his eyes again.

"Yeah." Chen Yu nodded.

"Just because you smoked, they expelled a student?" The princ.i.p.al seemed to have heard some outrageous rumors.

"Students can't smoke, so there's nothing to say about being expelled."

"Nonsense! Isn't this f*cking nonsense?" The princ.i.p.al looked in the direction of No. 2 High School's waiting area and cursed. "What right does he have to expel students? Just because he's the princ.i.p.al? Does the princ.i.p.al count as poor?!"

Chen Yu: "..."

The leaders of No. 7 High School: "..."

"How can there be a princ.i.p.al without students? What does he eat? What does he wear? Who pays his salary? What is he? Look at how awesome he is, and he still dares to expel students?"

Chen Yu clapped in amazement. "You're absolutely right."

"The princ.i.p.al is a gardener. He grows flowers, repairs flowers, and nurtures flowers. How can he uproot flowers just because there's a little smoke on them? Is he worthy of the skin on his body?"

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Chen Yu clapped hard. "Please continue!"

"Of course I have to say it!" The princ.i.p.al of No. 7 High School said righteously. "Students smoke, so naturally there's a reason for smoking. Can they smoke without pressure? Can they smoke if they care enough? Any problem has to be traced back to the root of the problem. As an educator, they should always reflect on whether they have done something wrong, causing the students to rebel. If parents send their children to school and get addicted to smoking, isn't this the school's responsibility? The princ.i.p.al's responsibility?! And they dare to expel them? Where did their face come from?! Motherf*cker."

"Good!" Chen Yu's blood boiled when he heard that. He squatted down on the chair and held the princ.i.p.al's hand tightly. "You are really a good princ.i.p.al. The educational philosophy is too advanced."

"This is what a princ.i.p.al should do. He must study all the time. The responsibility is great, time waits for no man."

"Not bad, you are really a good princ.i.p.al." Chen Yu took out half a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to the princ.i.p.al. "Come, Big Brother, have one."

"I have Huazi here, smoke mine." The princ.i.p.al took out a box of soft packets of Zhonghua.

"No, I'm used to smoking Harbin. I have this bad habit." Chen Yu shook the cigarette. "What? Princ.i.p.al looks down on me? Looking down on me?"

"How can that be." The princ.i.p.al quickly pulled out a Harbin cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. "Brother, aren't you thinking of changing your taste?"

"It's not like I don't have money to smoke in Zhonghua. I've smoked enough." Chen Yu took out a lighter and lit up the two cigarettes. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "The main thing is that Harbin is strong. It's satisfying to smoke."

"It is indeed satisfying. Cough." The princ.i.p.al secretly exhaled the smoke and asked in a low voice, "Brother, tell me everything. Was that kick really pure physical strength?"

"Of course." Chen Yu flicked the ash off the cigarette. "I used my strength to hit a student. I'm not bullying anyone."

"Then, if you add a Level 0.7 strength, what level can your true strength reach?"

"Don't worry, cousin. The top scorer is within your grasp."

Hearing this, the princ.i.p.al of No. 7 High School took a deep breath and held Chen Yu's hand tightly. "Good brother. Whether or not I can be promoted further depends on you!"

"We're all friends, don't stand on ceremony. Come, finish this cigarette."

"Finish it!"

The two of them 'smoked' the cigarette and stood up, looking at each other and smiling.

The dean at the side was dumbfounded.

There was only one question lingering in his mind.

"This guy can also be a princ.i.p.al?"