Standing down the office building, Wien was very doubtful whether he had been plotted against by Harold's real old fox.

To be honest, is this thing important to you during the holidays?

...Sorry, it seems that there is indeed a little importance.

However, since the situation is complete, Wien can only temporarily put aside the little money he lost and go back and concentrate on drafting a plan for "Teacher's Day".

Although Harold said it casually, such documents that were to be published in the end were simply written with the date of signature.

No matter what, we have to add [by the Qingxi Academy Council and the Lily Association jointly researched and decided].

Chris soon noticed his writing and painting, and came over curiously while eating snacks.

"Wu Hum, Li Zai Gan Shenmo?"

Wien said without looking back: "Of course, it's helping all teachers and students in the school to benefit."

The time is set for Friday, all day courses will be cancelled, and teachers and students will enter the school with invitation letters issued in advance.

Individual programs can be selected by the participants, while group programs will be staged in the school auditorium at night.

After the end, the best individual and group programs are selected by all students, and the Academy Council provides an additional bonus of one to two months of salary, perfect!

As soon as he got inspired, he began to write.

Chris stood beside him and looked for a while, suddenly realized something, and asked in surprise: "Wait, is this a new activity?"

"Yes~" Wien introduced with some smugness: "In order to thank the teachers for their hard work, I think it is necessary for the school to add a holiday at the beginning of next month to celebrate together as 'Teacher's Day'."

He didn't think there was anything wrong with letting teachers perform on stage on "Teacher's Day".

After understanding what he meant, Chris was overjoyed. If there were no other classmates there, he would have wanted to hold his head and mua hard.

"Winn--only you understand me!!! I've wanted to do such a thing long ago!"

She didn't even bother to eat snacks, and she lie behind Vanne with a cheer.

Many people in the classroom were attracted by the movement here, but when they saw that the main owner was Chris, most of them turned their heads back in habit.

"Shhh, whisper."

Wien lowered his voice, "The teachers don't know yet. We quietly caught them off guard. As long as they waited for the release, they would be powerless to turn things around."

In fact, it's nothing even if it's leaked out now.

The behind-the-scenes deal between himself and Chairman Harold has been reached, so he has no worries that he can't find any other excuse to block it. Wien just doesn't want those unwilling teachers to think about him, the "initiator".

But it is still no big problem to be fooled by Chris using this.

As expected, Chris believed it, so he quickly covered his mouth and nodded constantly.

Fortunately, today's main class has ended, and many students have participated in club activities, and no one is paying attention to what is being discussed in the corner.

"Let's plan in detail when we go back!" She was full of fighting spirit.

Wien just smiled and didn't say anything more.

...

For most students studying in Qingxi Academy, life is generally very relaxing and beautiful.

The guys who can be qualified for admission are either talented or either rich or noble. The difficulty of choosing from the beginning in a game called [Life] is [Extremely Easy].

They just need to complete their studies step by step to embark on a destined broad path.

However, in this wide avenue, there are occasionally a few unlucky guys who will fall even if they step on the flat ground, and Peggy is one of them.

"--hateful!"

In a prison in the City Guard, he angrily beat the iron railing hard, making a dull metal vibration.

"Don't knock it, it's useless." Another person in the prison schadenfuriously persuaded. "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you really recruit those guards, you will suffer."

Page glanced coldly over.

A man with messy hair and dirty clothes sat by the wall, only his eyes were particularly bright and he was staring at himself curiously.

Excited by his sloppy image, Page turned back his gaze in disgust.

As a nobleman studying at Qingxi Academy, being detained in such a place one day is a shame.

But he didn't want to talk to that person, but the man was unwilling to let him go.

It seemed like I felt too bored, and the dirty guy like a beggar started to talk non-stop.

"—Hey, what did you do and get locked in?"

"—What's your name?"

"——Look at your tender skin and flesh, your family should be very good, right?"

Peggy couldn't bear it anymore and glared at him warningly: "I'm just here for a while. If you don't want to offend the big guy you can't afford to offend, shut up now!"

But when he heard him say this, the man burst out laughing.

"A big guy who can't afford to provoke? Are you talking about yourself?" As if he encountered a very interesting joke, he made a loud joke, "Hahahaha... If you are really a big guy, how could you be locked in a cell of the same level as me?"

Peggy was not in a good mood and noticed that the other party was sarcasticating him, and his mood was even worse.

He was about to teach him a lesson as he was trying to fight for the risks discovered by the guards on duty, but the man seemed to be suddenly deflated. He suddenly changed his tone and lamented with emotion: "Yes, I'm almost on the gallows. If I really want to say it, I'm not considered an ordinary person."

Page was stunned and suddenly realized something.

"What did you do?"

According to the unwritten rule of Wangdu prison, only people with similar crimes will be detained in the same area. In other words, the thief's inmates will be the thief, and the death penalty's inmates are also the death penalty's inmates, and the final sentence will not be much different.

However, the news I received before was that the imprisonment period was no more than three months at most. How could I be locked up with the person who was going to the gallows?

"Me?" The sloppy man laughed in a daze.

"Anyway, there is nothing else to do, so why don't you let me tell you a story."

"In the past, there was a hard-working man who got up early and went to bed late every day, making a living by selling street snacks. Although his life was very hard, as long as the meager money he earned was enough to raise his only, lovely daughter, he felt that his fate was not too bad."

"But such a life was completely changed one afternoon..."
Chapter completed!