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

Uncle Liu dared to come up with an idea, and the other four dared to follow it.

They want to go to the poetry class to find a "victim" to take over their statue of Confucius.

Uncle Lu became the chosen one and was kidnapped by the "Five Vajras".

Uncle Lu was not familiar with the students in the physics class, but he had heard rumors last semester: "The five old men in the physics class have strange personalities and bad tempers. They would hit people with hammers if they disagreed with them."

Uncle Lu was very panicked: "In broad daylight, in the open air, what on earth are you going to do to me?"

He searched frantically in his mind whether he had offended anyone recently. After a second of sadness for himself, he actually encountered the "evil forces of the senior university."

The "kidnappers" ignored Uncle Lu's screams, carried him and took him to the stairs.

A group of old men in their 70s surrounded the 1.80-meter-tall Mr. Lu with great momentum, and said in a tone that did not allow for argument:

"We want to make a deal with you."

Uncle Wang, as the project initiator, spoke first.

"What kind of deal? This is a senior citizen university, not a lawless place. Did you guys skip the law class?"

Uncle Lu struggled hard, trying to get rid of the grip, "Let me go quickly, or I'll call for help."

"Hush, don't make any noise." Uncle Liu signaled to Uncle Zhang and Uncle Li to tell Uncle Lu to shut up.

"This deal is related to your midterm exam results." Uncle Liu said everything is under control.

They chose Uncle Lu for a reason. As the class monitor, in order to maintain his reputation in the class and eager to achieve good results, he would secretly study hard for every exam. There was no reason for him to refuse the "peace of mind pill" that was delivered to his door.

As Uncle Liu expected, Uncle Lu immediately became interested when the exam was mentioned. "Tell me about it in detail."

Uncle Liu and Uncle Wang looked at each other and felt that the matter was half done.

Uncle Wang opened the statue of Confucius and showed it to Uncle Lu from all angles.

"This is Confucius. You know Confucius, right? He has three thousand disciples and has trained seventy-two sages."

"A great thinker, educator, and the god in charge of examinations in ancient China."

"If you worship him, I guarantee you will pass any exam."

"I got all the answers in the test, and all the guesses were correct."

"Others need to go to the temple to worship Confucius, but now I give you a chance, he is right in front of you."

"How is it? Are you excited?"

"It's better to act than to be moved. Don't spend 998 or 98. Just three bags of snacks. Take the statue of Confucius home now."

Uncle Lu's frown relaxed for a moment, and he asked tentatively, "Is this reliable?"

"It has to be reliable. We have already paid our respects to Confucius. If Confucius's major is not related to our major, we will definitely not lend it out." Uncle Liu started to act like a liar again.

"I have only shown this treasure to you. What does this mean? It means that I believe you can definitely get a high score in the poetry class midterm exam."

"You are strong enough. You can get high scores even without the Confucius statue. This Confucius statue is just an extra layer of protection for you."

Uncle Wang and Uncle Liu worked together to put the Confucius portrait away and handed it to Uncle Lu. "We have no other intentions. We just want to find a destined person for this portrait."

"If you don't want it, we can only find someone else in the poetry class as a second choice."

"Wait a minute! I think what you said is absolutely right." Uncle Lu absolutely could not let such a good thing fall into the hands of others.

Uncle Lu held out his hand to them.

"Pleasant to work with."

……

During the morning break, Uncle Lu and the "Five Vajras" met again at the stairs to exchange ideas.

Uncle Wang touched Uncle Liu's arm and said, "Isn't Lao Lu also from the Chinese painting class? Can't we just go to him?"

Uncle Liu explained with a heavy face: "After all, Lao Fu has already studied for a semester, so it would be safer to let him paint the portrait of Teacher Yu."

"This is something that needs to be done very rigorously. If the drawing doesn't look like the real thing, its effectiveness will be greatly reduced."

……

After the exchange, the group went to find Lao Fu in a mighty manner. Lao Fu was urging Uncle Li to order takeout.

"I'm hungry and want to eat Roujiamo, but I have no money this month."

"You order first, and I'll return it to you after I get the money from my son."

The former president of the Fu Group, just to have a bite of roujiamo, rolled on the ground and begged Uncle Li for help.

Fu Lanshan is bidding recently, and Old Fu doesn't dare to provoke him now.

Uncle Li said he could do nothing to help. "It's all your son's fault for limiting pocket money first. My son learned the same trick and I don't have any now."

"There are some leftover steamed buns in my drawer. You can have a bite of them first."

When Old Fu was eating a steamed bun with cold water pitifully, Uncle Wang came to him with Panpan bread, six walnuts and peach cakes that he had just exchanged from Uncle Lu.

"Old Wang, are these for me?" Old Fu's eyes lit up as he watched Uncle Wang place the food on his table one by one.

As soon as Uncle Wang nodded, Old Fu was about to pounce on his prey like a tiger.

"Wait a minute, you have to agree to one condition of mine." Uncle Wang stopped Lao Fu.

"You said, as long as I'm not allowed to steal or blow up the school, I can do it." Old Fu patted his chest and promised.

"We are very righteous and would like to ask you to draw a portrait of Teacher Yu for us."

Uncle Wang shook Old Fu's hand solemnly.

"No problem, I'm best at drawing figures." Old Fu agreed readily.

"I used to draw a portrait of my son every day, and the painting is very good."

“Drawing a person is so simple. Just a nose and two eyes. It’s easy to do.”

"The flowers and plants I usually draw in class are too simple and can't show my ability. Just leave it to me. I promise to draw it beautifully."

Old Fu worked quickly and drew a portrait of Teacher Yu for them.

Lin Qinglan also informed the family members that they can now sign up to be the invigilator for the midterm exam.

A "collision of knowledge" is about to begin.