Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets! Chapter 126 - 111. Tutoring teacher

A seven-day holiday sounds long, but for the bustling citizens of the country, it is rely a flick of the fingers.

The first working day in October was also the first day of school.

Early at eight, it was a ti better suited for sleeping.

Like most of his classmates, Lu Jincheng arrived in the classroom on ti, lazily draped himself over the desk, and yawned lengthily.

Although he was the class monitor, he always delegated class affairs, handing everything over to the leader of the student group, Ying Lu.

Whether it was roll call or collecting personal data, he hardly involved himself in any aspect of the work.

Originally, Ying Lu had her complaints about his irresponsible behavior.

Every ti she ssaged Lu Jincheng, saying she was too busy with class affairs to cope, Mr. Lu either replied much later or simply said, "Thank you, Lulu."

One wondered what the class monitor was busy with all day!

It wasn’t until the welco party, when Lu Jincheng showed up with sponsors and notable guests from his studio, that almost half of the school got to know him.

Was the seemingly indifferent class monitor actually a golden figure?

"Monitor, can I ask you sothing?"

He had just sat down when the group leader Ying Lu happened to sit nearby, turned around, and looked at him with a smiling face.

"What is it?"

"I have a girlfriend who’s almost crazy about becoming an internet celebrity. I was wondering if you could put in a good word for her to get into ’Golden Stone’ Studio."

Ying Lu rubbed her hands together, her speech tinged with a bit of embarrassnt.

A person’s influence is a process of spiraling growth and ripple-like expansion.

Initially, when Mr. Lu set up the studio, whether it was classmates or friends, no one held much expectation for ’Golden Stone.’

Every year, college students would undertake entrepreneurship as if it were just another academic exercise.

But when Lu Jincheng actually achieved so success, and showed more altruism, his standing among the crowd changed instantly.

Those with good looks wanted a ride on the high-speed train to get a share of the benefits, those with connections sought to push things along by banking on favors, and those with skills sought to turn them into inco...

All activity under the sun arises from motives of benefit; all hustle and bustle flow toward benefit.

At that mont of asking for a favor, Ying Lu suddenly felt,

If Lu Jincheng could give this face, then taking on more class affairs herself didn’t seem like a big deal after all.

The world is always this realistic.

"Tell her to send her resu to the official email listed online,"

Lu Jincheng replied with a smile.

Since the welco party ended, through this National Day holiday,

God knows how many people had privately ssaged or had soone inquire Lu Jincheng’s contact, trying to cozy up to him by all ans.

But Mr. Lu really was too busy to manage.

In fact, everyone who has been to university knows.

A welco party is actually an officially endorsed natural exposure show.

If it was just a tall, sunny, handso male college student who could perform a song in front of thousands of faculty and students at such an event,

And if he happened to sing well...

The number of girls wanting to add his WeChat after the curtain call would at least start in the double figures; plenty of choice for him, easy as taking sothing out of a bag, if he wanted to switch his relationship status.

Common people are like this, let alone a bug-level character like Mr. Lu.

In "The Crowd: A Study of the Popular Mind" there’s a phrase that says: it’s not the facts themselves that impact the public’s imagination, but the manner in which they occur and attract attention.

He wasn’t just the attractive and generous benefactor of the party, he also exuded imnse personal charm with every gesture, even the backup group beside him were well-known!

With so many labels, Lu Jincheng was indeed a boy who sparked rampant imagination.

Zhong Ruixi, who normally wouldn’t stop unless she hit a wall, had her resolve shaken and was persuaded by him; and it wasn’t just because Mr. Lu’s persuasive speeches were potent.

The environnt shapes people as well.

When she watched Lu Jincheng walk off stage from behind the scenes, surrounded by girls asking for his contact information, her heart was a mix of emotions.

Because of this experience, she was able to learn empathy and understanding.

She understood what Lu Jincheng ant by "a sense of security"—the dinsions from which it arose.

"Class President, it seems like she applied, but she hasn’t received a reply..."

Ying Lu stamred, her friend having treated her to several als during the vacation just for this matter.

"Alright, go to the studio after class and find Luo Lang. Tell him your friend’s na."

Not receiving a reply probably ant a lack of hard skills, but in the adult world, skills aren’t everything.

After all, Ying Lu had helped him quite a bit, so Lu Jincheng changed his way of expressing himself.

He waved his hand but didn’t agree directly, "I’ll ntion it to him, ask him to filter through the emails again for you."

"Thanks, Class President! You’re so generous!"

Ying Lu clapped her hands and grinned in gratefulness, her tone involuntarily carrying a hint of Jin City accent, making her even more adorable.

"Hey, Qiang Zhihao, I heard you bought a car!"

The class bell rang, but the teacher hadn’t entered the room yet.

At that mont, the class beca unruly, everyone chatting non-stop with their neighbors just like Ying Lu.

A girl sitting in the back row stretched out her hand and poked Qiang Zhihao, naturally greeting him.

Students in the sa class couldn’t hide any major changes from one another.

That brand new BMW 3 Series parked under the Managent College male dormitory beca the owner’s gossip in just one night.

"It’s bought by my family. My ho is in Hankou, pretty far, so it’s just for commuting."

Qiang Zhihao wasn’t shy as he cheerfully started chatting with the girl.

"Let’s go grab so milk tea soti!"

"Sure, no problem."

A car is a natural social tool, and Qiang Zhihao seed even more popular among his classmates, feeling delighted.

Lu Jincheng didn’t join in their conversation, propped up his legs, and started playing with his phone.

[I can’t talk now, I have a court session at 8:30, I’ll tell you the result later.]

Guan Yongyi replied to his WeChat ssage.

[ok, good luck~]

Today, Mr. Lu had a full schedule planned out for the whole day.

It wasn’t long before the subject teacher, returning from vacation, arrived late and formally announced the return to campus life, starting the lecture.

In the blink of an eye, it was noon and the dismissal bell rang.

On the other side, Guan Yongyi finished the court session and brought the latest news.

[The divorce didn’t go through, the parties are in a bad mood.]

No wonder, if her husband was like that and she wasn’t granted a divorce, who wouldn’t be upset?

Lu Jincheng was leisurely eating his waterlon while having lunch.

After all, this was just his counselor’s family issue and currently had little to do with him.

But life is always full of surprises.

He had barely nodded off for a nap when a phone call woke him up.

It was from a leader of the School Youth League Committee, Ying Kai.

"Xiao Lu, how is the report you were preparing before the holiday? The school leaders are very interested."

"It’s almost ready, Mr. Ying."

"Then co to the School Youth League Committee this afternoon. If there are no issues, we’ll go report to the dean together."

"Okay."

"Also, rember to bring your counselor with you when you report."