Even as a "normie," I'm completely oblivious to it.

How could the Mediterranean-looking principal not recognize who this was? The school was funded by him.

At the various large conferences at that time, he only saw Yu Zhe appear a few times.

How could you not be startled if someone was standing right in front of you?

So he immediately stood up, slightly unsteady, and instead of sitting back down, he stood there: "Young Master Su! Why didn't you tell me you were coming here? Are you here to inspect the work? I'm so sorry for not welcoming you properly."

Yu Zhe found his nervous yet obsequious demeanor somewhat amusing.

I didn't go through the transfer procedures in advance because it wasn't necessary; I could just let them know when I arrived at the school.

However, Yu Zhe now looked at the Mediterranean-looking principal with a grin and slowly said, "Principal, from today onwards, you are the vice principal."

32. What if there's someone who can fight?

"Young Master, please stop!"

The principal was panicked; he was really unlucky today, running into such a powerful figure.

You just come without a word, and then you want to demote me without saying a word? That's terrifying!

Yu Zhe ignored him and sat down on the chair next to him: "I will find a vice principal to replace you, so you can just focus on being your vice principal."

The principal remained silent.

Although Mediterranean felt that the young master in front of him was being somewhat unreasonable, he couldn't say anything more.

If we continue, I'm afraid even the vice principal won't be able to keep his position.

"But I'm not some kind of devil," Yu Zhe continued with a grin, his every move exuding an indescribable air of dominance. "Let me think... you should work hard as vice principal, and if..."

"If things go well now, who knows, I might even get promoted from principal to higher position."

A promotion based on previous qualifications? Could it be the position of principal of both the East and West campuses?

The Mediterranean-looking principal has been looking forward to that position for a long time. Could it be that the young master is giving himself a chance?

Actually, he was overthinking it; Yu Zhe simply wanted to demote him.

And you still say you're not a devil!

Sensing a glimmer of hope for promotion, the principal immediately stood ramrod straight and declared loudly, "I will certainly not disappoint the young master's expectations! I will go to the vice-principal's office to take up my post! I will be neither humble nor arrogant, and I will definitely work hard from the beginning, and I will surely..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Yu Zhe quickly waved his hand to interrupt him, annoyed by his nagging. "Why are you yelling so loudly! Just understand, and don't act so arrogant towards school work in the future."

"Young Master is right, very right. Thank you for your guidance, Young Master." The Mediterranean-looking principal, or rather, the Mediterranean-looking vice-principal, quickly poured Yu Zhe a cup of tea.

However, Yu Zhe had no intention of drinking. He simply stated the purpose of his visit: "Vice Principal, I'm here today to say that I plan to study here, specifically in my senior year of high school. Please help me make the arrangements."

"Arrangements, arrangements, right away! Huh?" The bald man didn't dare sit down at all, just nodding and bowing to the side. Suddenly, he realized what Yu Zhe had said, "Young Master, you said you want to study here?"

Good heavens, this is outrageous! The actual boss and major shareholder are coming directly to the school. Doesn't that mean Mediterranean will be constantly being inspected at work?

What's wrong with him now... Oh no, I can't say anything bad about the young master, or I'll lose my job.

No... Aside from that, if I perform well, wouldn't this be a great opportunity for promotion?

"Is there a problem?" Yu Zhe asked in return.

"No problem, no problem, of course no problem! Young Master, do you think it's okay to arrange it in the senior year's elite class? Or how about we create a separate class for you?"

"Demoting you was definitely the right thing to do..." Yu Zhe couldn't help but think.

"No need, the honors class is fine. Please call the homeroom teacher of that class to let them know. I'm leaving now."

"Alright! I'll make the call right away. Take care, young master!"

I escorted Yu Zhe to the door, all the way to the administration building, and pointed out the location of the senior three floor to him.

Mediterranean hurried back to the principal's office, packed his things, and headed to the vice principal's office to take up his post!

............................

That's just how Yu Zhe is. If others respect him, he will respect them in return, regardless of their status. But if others don't respect him, he won't give them a kind look either. Just like with the bald guy earlier, even though he's the principal, Yu Zhe didn't use a single polite word the whole time.

Walking into the senior high school floor, classes were in session, and there were few students in the corridors, making the huge teaching building seem very empty.

Yu Zhe glanced at the map of the teaching building's internal facilities hanging on the wall near the entrance on the first floor and memorized the locations of all the classrooms and offices.

Then the first place he went to was the main office area where the homeroom teachers were located, which was on the second floor.

As Yu Zhe climbed the stairs, he thought it would be better to choose the elite class.

As the name suggests, the elite class is a class composed of the top students in each grade. Yu Zhe knows that his grades are pretty good and that he is likely to attract jealousy, but he does not want to slack off in the exams.

So going to the honors class should... everyone's grades should be about the same, right?

should...

Hmm... what if there's someone in the honors class who's exceptionally good at academics...?

That would be beneficial for integrating into the group.

Thinking this, Yu Zhe stood at the door of the general office and politely knocked.

This time, the proper response was: "Please come in."

Yu Zhe pushed open the door and entered.

It has to be said that Fenghai No.1 Middle School is really quite modern.

The office is very well-maintained, with air conditioning, potted plants, and even the desks have glass partitions, giving it a real corporate office feel.

Upon entering, the teachers all focused their attention on the doorway, and then... surprisingly, no one asked, "Who are you looking for, student?" even though they had seen many students before.

But this is the first time I've ever seen someone look like this.

Only a middle-aged female teacher who looked to be around forty years old and wore glasses waved at Yu Zhe: "Su Yu Zhe... young master, right? This way."

The principal just made a phone call saying that the son of the school's major shareholder wants to attend his class.

But doesn't she look like a rich young lady?! What happened to the young master we were supposed to see?

“Okay,” Yu Zhe replied, then walked to her desk and stood down. “Hello teacher, my name is Su Yu Zhe. May I ask your surname?”

"Ah, my surname is Fang, and my name is Fang Lan. You can just call me Teacher Fang. By the way... Su, is it alright if I call you that?"

"Yes, Teacher Fang. I came here to be a student."

Yu Zhe didn't adopt the same attitude he had when dealing with Mediterranean, because he looked at Teacher Fang and realized that she was clearly a seasoned teacher with extensive teaching experience. Moreover, she wasn't being obsequious or fawning towards him; she simply treated him as a student with a special status.

Yu Zhe, who was good at analyzing people's psychology, quickly came to this conclusion.

But what Teacher Fang said next made him very upset.

Ms. Fang pushed up her glasses and looked at her with some doubt: "Student Su, you said you're a boy?"

"Cough cough!" Yu Zhe choked on his own words. "Teacher Fang, it's not that I'm saying I'm a boy, it's that I am a boy."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Teacher Fang quickly gave Yu Zhe an apologetic look, "I was judging by appearances. It seems like I was just judging people by their looks."

There are still so many things I haven't seen or experienced.

Don't be so sentimental! I'm really not some rare animal!

After a moment of reflection, Teacher Fang put down her book and said earnestly, "Su, from the principal's tone, I can tell that your family must be very wealthy. Are you serious about coming to school, or are you just here to have some fun?"

"Of course I'm serious."

If Yu Zhe decides to do something, then of course he must do it thoroughly.

Teacher Fang nodded, holding the glass teacup with both hands, and expressed her concerns.

"Su, you need to think this through carefully. I won't have any objections to you coming to my class, but you need to understand that this is an elite class, and a senior class at that. You transferred here suddenly, so of course I don't know how good your foundation is, but the class is full of top students from Fenghai City. Do you really want to come to this kind of class?"

"No problem, I've thought it through, and I think I should be able to keep up with their pace."

"I'm fine as long as you think it's okay... Anyway, it'll probably be very tiring."

After finishing her persuasion, Fang Lan could only respect Yu Zhe's choice. She figured that someone who dared to go directly to the senior year elite class must have some skills.

“Okay.” Teacher Fang stood up, took her teacup and walked ahead, gesturing for Yu Zhe to follow. “Then, Su, come with me and let’s go to the classroom to meet your new classmates.”

Then she added, "You should also think about your self-introduction. First impressions are very important for integrating into the class... Never mind, I feel that if you just stand there without saying anything, those kids will still cause an uproar."

Teacher Fang felt that Su Yuzhe stood there as if he had special effects added, shining brightly. Even Fang Lan, who had been teaching for twenty years, had never seen such a student. He was beautiful and rich. What was he trying to achieve by coming to school at this time?

Yu Zhe followed Teacher Fang out of the office.

"Okay, but teacher, is it alright to go to the classroom now? The students are in class, aren't they?"

"It's alright, this class is a self-study period, so I'll just let you introduce yourself first."

Before long, the two arrived at a classroom in the corner of the third floor. It was very quiet along the way. Yu Zhe saw through the window that the students were writing furiously, so it seemed that this class was a self-study session for the whole grade.

The classroom has a sign that reads "Senior Year S Class," which is clearly a sign of an elite class. It is located in a secluded corner, in a place where it will not be disturbed, providing the best conditions for the best students to study.

Yu Zhe stopped at the door, waiting for Teacher Fang to make arrangements.

Teacher Fang pushed the door open and turned to Yu Zhe, saying, "I'll tell them first. Get ready. When I ask you to come in and introduce yourself, just come in and say hello. I'll arrange a seat for you."

"it is good."

33. The girl next to me is a bit strange.

Yu Zhe stood at the classroom door. From this angle, he could see Teacher Fang on the podium, but the students could not see him.

Teacher Fang placed the glass of water on the podium, and the sound made the students who were studying diligently look up.

Is the homeroom teacher here?

That's unusual, considering their homeroom teacher rarely comes to study sessions.

Unlike other classes, the students in the honors class are very self-disciplined and do not need teacher supervision.

Facing the curious gazes of the crowd, Fang Lan slowly began to speak: "I'm sorry to take up a little of your self-study time, but we have a new student transferring to our class today. It's a bit sudden, but please take care of each other and show concern for the new student's studies. That being said, however... I have to tell you first that he's a little different, so you're not allowed to make noise later."

As the homeroom teacher spoke, the students below the podium began to whisper among themselves.

This level of noise is almost unheard of in the elite class.

"What? A transfer student? At this time? There's only one semester left before the college entrance exam. Who would dare to transfer schools at this time?"

"Shouldn't your focus be on what the teacher said was a little different? How exactly is it different?"

"Boy or girl? I hope it's a girl! A super pretty one!"

Seeing them start whispering, Fang Lan quickly tapped her water glass: "Quiet! Don't disturb the other classes' self-study. Let the new student introduce himself first, and you can get to know each other too."