Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei's Bullet Screen Wish Machine

The next day, at 8:00 AM.

Shilan Middle School, Senior High Division.

Principal's Office.

"Hey Lao Gao, you're back from your overseas business trip?"

On the other end of the phone, the middle-aged man's voice was steady yet friendly.

"Oh, Director Li, you flatter me."

The principal of Shilan Middle School held the phone, his face beaming with smiles:

"It wasn't really an inspection tour, but mainly to learn from their advanced international educational practices. I got home at 3 a.m. today, thank you for your trouble, leaders."

Principal Gao was somewhat flattered. Listen to what Director Li called him! Old Gao! Not Principal Gao, but Old Gao!

What an affectionate way to address someone! It shows the leader's trust and closeness—if you address someone by their job title at work, it means your superior wants to distance themselves from you and cut off any accountability.

Principal Gao is not an insensitive person, and he seized the opportunity to show himself – he got home at three in the morning and came to school to work early this morning, all because of my hard work and positive attitude.

"Old Gao, I have to criticize you here. Education is important, but you also need to take care of your health. Without good health, how can you continue to shine in your position?!"

Director Li's tone was stern.

Principal Gao thought to himself, "You are still a cut above the rest. It seems like criticism, but it's actually concern. You are considerate of your subordinates while maintaining your authority as a superior... Otherwise, how could you be a leader?"

Since the leader had said that, Principal Gao went along with it.

"Director Li is right, oh dear, I'm just someone who can't sit still..."

"I'm calling you today to share some good news."

Director Li said with a smile:

"You just got back from abroad, so you probably don't know yet, but your school has a young hero who did a heroic act!"

what?

Principal Gao blinked, looking somewhat bewildered.

Shilan Secondary School?!

A heroic act?!

It even reached the ears of the city leaders?!

As one of the top private elite schools in the area, Shilan has produced many outstanding students, who are academically gifted enough to get into Tsinghua and Peking Universities, and athletically gifted enough to be recognized by the Wuying University. However, after so many years in the school, this is truly the first time that Principal Gao has witnessed such an act of bravery.

The main problem is that the conditions for triggering this achievement are quite demanding, and the risk is exceptionally high.

Principal Gao glanced at the table and, sure enough, saw a letter of commendation on top of a stack of documents.

Those who reach this position are all quick-witted. As he opened the letter with one hand, he wondered who this young hero was.

"Zhao Menghua is both literate and martial, and has a high level of awareness; he is the most likely candidate."

"It's not impossible that Su Xiaoqiang is a righteous person who would help those in need."

"Chu Zihang is graduating this year and still cares deeply about his alma mater. Perhaps he wants to win one last honor for Shilan."

"...Holy crap, who is Lu Mingfei?!"

While Principal Gao was still in shock, Director Li on the other end of the phone had already started talking:

"This student, Lu, is quite impressive! This is what you call a young hero! Old Gao, there's still one spot left for this year's city-level 'Three Good Students' award... By the way, how's Lu's performance usually?"

"How are you usually doing?"—meaning asking about exam scores—this question stumped the principal.

The headmaster didn't know which hidden genius Lu Mingfei was, but he was certain that this guy was probably just average in both academics and martial arts.

After all, there is an awards ceremony every semester. The high school only has three grades. As the principal of Shilan Middle School, he would definitely not have no impression of the students who are qualified to go on the podium.

Fortunately, Secretary Zhang was quick-witted and nimble. He had been waiting by Li's side while Li made the call, and had already pulled up the student list on the computer and found the information the principal needed.

After seeing Lu Mingfei's grades and teacher comments, Principal Gao pondered for a moment:

"...is a student in the honors class. This student has stable grades, is helpful, has a resilient character, and possesses strong emotional stability and resilience."

They are students in the honors class, but it doesn't say that Shilan Middle School, as a high-end elite school, has every class as an honors class.

It didn't say that Lu Mingfei was the worst student in the class, and that he was quite far from the cutoff score for top-tier universities.

Consistently poor performance: refers to consistently ranking near the bottom.

Helpful: If someone pays his internet bill or buys him a bottle of energy drink, he'll play StarCraft for them.

Resilient personality, with extremely strong emotional stability and resilience:

A spoiled brat abandoned by his parents, he has been fostered at his uncle's house since junior high school. He is usually harassed by his classmates and by his homeroom teacher during exam week. He is like a weed, easily trampled by even a passing dog. Despite this, he has not shown any tendency to retaliate against society, nor has he climbed to the roof of the school building to perform Shonen Jump for everyone.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Director Li said "good" three times in a row:

"Old Gao, I think you can prepare a copy of Lu's application materials now."

The principal chuckled. How could Director Li not find out Xiao Lu's grades? This was a subtle hint to Lao Gao, urging him to quickly produce a passable report.

"Righteousness" carries great weight in Chinese culture. Just for the act of bravery and fighting off robbers, he is more than qualified to be awarded the title of "Three Good Student" in the city... It's just that Mr. Lu's usual performance is indeed a bit lacking, making him easy to find fault with. The principal needs to work hard to help him improve.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

Director Li then said:

"A Mr. Zhou from out of town was conducting an inspection in our city when he heard about this. He was deeply moved and not only praised Lu highly, but also decided to award him a bonus as encouragement."

I think the awards ceremony should be held at Shilan. You should make the arrangements carefully.

At this point, Director Li casually mentioned it again:

"This Mr. Zhou is a big boss. His wafer fab alone has a market value of several billion yuan. It is a leading local enterprise and has received numerous awards. If he could invest in our city, how much would it improve people's well-being?"

"Please rest assured, sir."

Principal Gao wiped the sweat from his brow. "I guarantee I'll complete the task!"

Principal Gao is no naive young man, so of course he could understand the hidden meaning in Director Li's words.

In this era where the economy is paramount, even Xiangyashan Village needs to attract investment. Wafers are a high-tech industry, and if "Mr. Zhou's" investment can be implemented, even if it's just doing downstream OEM work for others, it will be extremely beneficial to the city's development.

Although Shilan is a private secondary school, what business throughout history and across the world does not deal with the government?

And that municipal-level outstanding student award... that award was already given out a long time ago, it just hasn't been officially announced yet.

The number of "Three Good Students" slots in the city is limited. Originally, only Chu Zihang from Shilan Middle School was qualified for this position, but for Lu Mingfei's sake, the leaders added another slot for Shilan.

Director Li is in charge of education, so in theory, "attracting investment" shouldn't be his concern. Principal Gao is well aware of the intricacies involved—entrusting such an important task to Shilan Middle School must be the opinion of the higher-ups, the leaders.