I started a senior citizen university after being unemployed, and I became the favorite of my uncles

In the mobile phone operation class, Teacher Li called on students and introduced the appearance and buttons of the mobile phone.

"In the following courses, we will learn how to use the software one by one. The first lesson is WeChat, which combines the functions of text messaging and phone calls."

"Which student can tell me which of the following four is the WeChat logo?"

Aunt Du was concentrating and raised her hand confidently: "Choose the second option B."

"Correct answer. This is the first key point of this lesson. WeChat has a green outer frame with two white bubble frames, one large and one small. Did you remember it?"

Some of the elderly people were looking for the corresponding icons on their mobile phones, some were taking notes, and they all responded to the teacher enthusiastically.

After explaining how to send messages, send pictures, and make phone calls, I entered the second section to add contacts.

"Next is our first class assignment, adding the teacher's WeChat."

"The QR code on the big screen is mine. Please add me on WeChat using the method I just taught you. Remember to leave a note for the teacher."

"Let's review the steps we talked about. How do we add WeChat by scanning a QR code?"

“Should I click the plus circle in the upper right corner first? And then what?”

"Yes, it is Scan. The Scan function can not only scan QR codes, but also scan pictures of flowers and plants to identify objects, etc."

The classes here were proceeding in an orderly manner, but the poetry appreciation class on the second floor was in chaos.

First up is Old Fu, who is late but still has a brilliant appearance.

Old Fu first found the wrong classroom and climbed all the way to the fourth floor, where he was met by Lin Qinglan who was patrolling and sent him to the second floor.

The teacher is asking the students to take notes.

Before he even had time to sit down, Old Fu raised his hand and reported loudly: "Teacher, I didn't bring my notebook. Can I go home and get it now?"

He planned to secretly skip classes and fly directly to Xiao Cui's hometown in his private plane.

Going to college was just a delaying tactic he came up with to stabilize his rebellious son. In fact, he had already contacted Xiao Cui in advance.

The teacher who taught ancient poetry appreciation used to teach Chinese in primary school. He had seen many strange excuses from primary school students, so he calmly proposed a solution, "We are in class now. Ask the classmate next to you to lend you a piece of paper. Remember to bring it tomorrow."

Old Fu, whose plan failed, wanted to take the opportunity to go to the toilet and slip away quietly.

Uncle Li, who had just woken up and was sitting next to him, threw him a piece of paper and said, "Brother, listen to the class carefully and don't have any bad thoughts."

"Don't bother me, I don't have time to attend the class." Old Fu refused without thinking, "Why should I learn such a simple thing?"

"Just pretend. Turn your head and look at the window." Uncle Li nodded towards the door, motioning him to turn his head.

Old Fu turned around and looked at Lin Qinglan, who had not left yet, and the phone in her hand that was recording a video.

Old Fu turned his neck stiffly, looked at the window, then at the blackboard, lowered his head and drew a few strokes on the paper, pretending to be very serious.

While talking to Uncle Li, "Can you help me check if she's gone?"

"He hasn't left yet. He looks like he's on the phone. I guess someone's kid is complaining again. It looks like Principal Lin is worried."

Feeling guilty, Old Fu wiped his sweat, snorted coldly, and prepared himself mentally: "Although she is the principal, I am old and she can't do anything to me. Don't be afraid, just get through this period."

I wanted to hang that little bastard Fu Lanshan up and give him a good beating.

I used to be so free and easy, but later I was forced to go to college.

What's the difference now that I'm in jail?

Thinking of Xiao Cui, who was far away from him, Lao Fu felt heartbroken and secretly made up his mind: "Xiao Cui, wait for me."

"I will prove to everyone that our love can stand the test of time."

"Once I kick that little bastard Fu Lanshan out of the house, I'll come and pick you up."

Listening to the reading and snoring of people around him, he felt that no matter how decorated and designed it was, this was still a cage that restricted his freedom.

Wait… snoring.

Old Fu, who was immersed in sadness, turned his head to look at Old Li who was just awake next to him, and his dissatisfaction with him dissipated a lot.

It turns out that we both don't like studying.

At the podium, the teacher recited a poem describing spring in a vivid and emotional voice.

"I'm here to ask a classmate to share with you your favorite poem about spring."

"Student Li Dangjian."

Old Fu looked at the name tag on the table. Li Dangjian was the one sleeping soundly next to him.

"Brother, wake up."

"The teacher asked you to answer the question."

Old Fu slapped Uncle Li on the back. Uncle Li stood up with sleepy eyes, "What? The teacher said it's time to end the get out of class?"

"The teacher asked you to answer a question. Please recite a poem about spring."

"What?"

"spring!"

"Oh, where is spring? Where is spring?"

Instantly everyone burst into laughter.

"Student Li Dangjian, the teacher understands that you are anxious to go to the vocal music class, but unfortunately your answer is wrong." The teacher changed the subject and said, "Let Fu Zhicai next to you answer it."

Uncle Li instantly gloated over the misfortune.

"Spring Tour on Qiantang Lake by Bai Juyi..." Old Fu recited it fluently, and his extraordinary momentum won applause from the whole audience!

After making sure that Lin Qinglan had left outside the window and the teacher on the podium was not paying attention to this side, Uncle Li and Old Fu continued to talk in a low voice.

"No, brother, can you really recite it?"

"I am the chairman of the Fu Group. It's a piece of cake for me to carry these."

"Are you really the chairman of Fu Group?"

"Do I need to lie to you?"

"You don't look stupid, how come you were so easily fooled?"

"What are you talking about? You got the wrong person."

"How can that be possible? I was watching the live broadcast last night and saw your name on the legal education column."

"What did you say?"

"Brother, I know you're upset because you were cheated. You can't take it out on me." Uncle Li felt something was wrong and moved away, muttering, "I was cheated and the scammer took away more than 1000 million yuan."

Old Fu, who heard it clearly, felt that his reason and heart were shattered in an instant, but he still didn't want to accept it.

Uncle Li was slow to respond and continued, "You are not the only victim. The one called Xiao Cui is a fraudster on the run. Many old men and women have been deceived by her."

"Hey, why are you crying?" Uncle Li looked at Old Fu with an expression as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Your company won't go bankrupt after being defrauded of more than 1000 million yuan, will it? You better cheer up."

Xiao Cui’s face flashed through Old Fu’s mind. How could such a kind and beautiful person be a liar?

"If you ask me, these scammers are really wicked. They will get their comeuppance sooner or later."

As soon as Uncle Li finished speaking, the person next to him suddenly jumped up.

"Shut up!" Old Fu grabbed Uncle Li by the collar, "I don't allow you to say that about her. You don't understand her at all."

The classroom was instantly in chaos.