He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

But the principal is a smart man after all.

Yang Guanggang had just helped the school solve such a big problem, and now he needed to ask Yang Guanggang for a favor.

This is such a small matter, it's just a student registration issue, isn't it?

The principal waved his hand dismissively: "No problem!"

"Get it done for him tomorrow, and assign him to your class!"

Yang Guang nodded in satisfaction, then added, "By the way, the principal also needs a meal card."

"The kind with no limit."

headmaster:"……"

The principal glanced at Chu Sheng's belly, which was bigger than a pregnant woman's, and his lips twitched.

Unlimited?

He was worried that the school cafeteria wouldn't be able to handle 250 pounds of food.

But having come this far, the principal gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, let's do it together."

Yang Guang smiled broadly: "Principal, you're a good person!"

Good deeds will be rewarded!

The principal gave a wry smile, wondering if he, this good person, would end up having to pay the cafeteria bill.

The deal has been reached.

Yang Guang had arranged a time with the principal to visit the principal's brother-in-law's house after school in the afternoon to check on things.

The principal left, expressing his deepest gratitude.

Yang Guang only looked away after the principal's figure disappeared around the corner of the teaching building.

He looked down at Chu Sheng, then at Er Lengzi lying at his feet: "Alright, you two go to the cafeteria and wait."

"After you finish eating, find a shady spot to stay and don't wander around."

Chu Sheng's eyes lit up: "The cafeteria?"

"Can I go now?"

Yang Guang rolled his eyes: "Don't rush, go squat by the cafeteria entrance and grab a good spot."

Without saying a word, Chu Sheng picked up the gray satchel and ran towards the cafeteria.

Er Lengzi also rushed out.

Its four legs paddled rapidly, closely following behind Chu Sheng's rear end.

Yang Guang watched the departing figures of the man and the dog, and a twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Hopefully, the school cafeteria has prepared enough supplies today.

He turned around and walked towards the teaching building.

We should go and see what's wrong with that eldest daughter who's been hesitant to speak.

Yang Guang, with his hands in his pockets, walked briskly upstairs.

The weight of the bank card in his pocket made him feel exceptionally grounded with every step.

He's taken another big step closer to his goal of getting married and having children.

Besides this matter, there's still a mountain of good deeds and favors to repay.

and also.

That father who ruined his son's life, I wonder if he's left any other mess for him to clean up.

Yang Guang shook his head and quickened his pace toward the classroom.

Why think about those useless things?

Let's deal with the immediate issue first.

On Yu Zixin's side, and also on the principal's brother-in-law's side.

one by one.

The life of this last Celestial Master was so fulfilling.

Yang Guang strolled leisurely toward the teaching building.

The corridors were empty, all the classroom doors were closed, and you could vaguely hear whispers coming from the classrooms.

With his hands in his pockets, Yang Guang walked briskly to the back door of Class 2, Grade 12.

I peeked inside through the glass window of the back door.

The classroom was in complete chaos.

Some were sleeping on their stomachs, some were huddled together eating snacks, some were secretly watching videos on their phones, and two boys in the back row were building blocks with their textbooks.

This class is clearly a self-study period.

I don't know where the teacher went.

Yang Guang pushed open the back door and swaggered in.

He came in.

The classroom, which had been filled with whispers, fell silent instantly.

Dozens of eyes were fixed on Yang Guang.

Those gazes contained everything.

There was even a guy who was sleeping on the table, but his deskmate woke him up with an elbow. He groggily raised his head, and immediately perked up when he saw Yang Guang.

He's the biggest source of amusement in the whole school!

Yang Guang scanned the classroom and his gaze precisely locked onto a seat in the front row by the window.

At this moment, Wang Hao was sitting in his seat, his face so gloomy it could drip water, his hand gripping a pen so tightly his knuckles turned white.

As soon as Yang Guang appeared, he immediately turned around to look at Yang Guang, and his whole body stiffened.

There's no other reason.

Since losing the bet last time, his prestige in the class has been greatly diminished.

His uncle, who was a member of the school board, was directly removed from the board at the meeting.

All of this is because of this poor guy in front of me wearing a faded sweatshirt!

A hint of resentment flashed in Wang Hao's eyes.

But it was only for a fleeting moment, and now he dares not cause any more trouble for Yang Guang.

Both he and his uncle, who was on the school board, had suffered losses at his hands. Even if he was stupid, he wouldn't dare to do it again.

Besides, his uncle had already warned him.

Tell him not to cause trouble for Yang Guang.

Otherwise, you're just making yourself uncomfortable.

Yang Guang also saw Wang Hao.

Eyes facing each other.

Yang Guang's lips instantly parted into a wide grin, revealing an extremely bright smile.

That smile of his just looks so irritating.

Yang Guang strode over and slammed his hand on Wang Hao's desk, the sound so loud that the whole classroom could hear it.

"Yo ho!"

"Isn't this my beloved eldest son!"

"I thought you'd been fired!"

The whole class fell silent for a second.

Followed by.

Someone in the back row immediately started criticizing.

Wang Hao's face instantly turned a deep liver color, and his ears became as red as boiled shrimp.

He gripped the pen tightly in his hand, his knuckles cracking.

But he didn't say a word.

The whole class was present when the bet was made.

The bet stipulated that the loser had to call the other person "Dad" in front of the whole class.

Wang Hao lost.

Although he only called out once, it has become a laughing stock in the whole class.

Now when Yang Guang calls someone "Good Big Son," everyone knows what's going on.

Wang Hao wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

He buried his head in his arms and lay motionless on the table.

Ostrich tactics.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Yang Guang was even happier when he saw Wang Hao burying his head under the table.

"Hey!"

"My grown son is getting shy?"

"Look at the mess this has made!"

Yang Guang clicked his tongue twice, then shook his head with a fatherly expression.

Then he turned to face the whole class, put his hands in his pockets, and said with a grin, "Classmates, don't bully my big son anymore."

My eldest son is rather introverted and doesn't talk much.

"Everyone must get along harmoniously."

"After all, you are all uncles and aunts. You missed my eldest son's one-month celebration, but we can still make up for it with a gift now."

"That thing."

"My dear son, just find any book to use as a gift book later."

The whole class: "..."

Wang Hao lay on the table, his shoulders visibly twitching, his fists clenched tightly under the table.

That's absolutely shameless!

What Yang Guang just said was worse than being killed!

The students around him were all holding back their anger, their faces turning red.

Several girls were already covering their mouths and laughing so hard their shoulders were shaking.

Wang Hao lowered his head even further, so low that it almost disappeared into the table.

Yang Guang didn't intend to continue tormenting him.

After all, it's best to know when to stop.

If we keep teasing him, what if we make our "big son" cry? That would be so embarrassing if word got out.