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

On Wednesday, the inspector came without saying hello and was stopped outside the door by Wang Dapeng and security guards.

Their security team thought he was a scammer and almost chased him away.

It was only after Lin Qinglan took the call that she realized why Wang Dapeng suspected that the other party was a liar.

Because the only person who came was a middle-aged man with an old face, Director Hu who had contacted her before.

Director Hu was wearing a black jacket with a party emblem on his chest.

It’s just that the jacket is gray and old, and even the leather shoes show obvious signs of having been repaired.

I have the impression that there will always be a lot of people coming to inspect the school, and it is hard not to notice a group of people.

Director Hu just came by himself.

"Principal Lin, we finally meet. It's true that young people are to be feared."

"Director, you are too serious."

"Let's not talk about the extra words. Today, I'd like to trouble Principal Lin to take me to learn about the school."

After a few words, Lin Qinglan could feel that this was a person who pursued efficiency.

It just so happened that she couldn't wait to show it off.

There was indeed no advance arrangement for today, and Director Hu did not have any requirements for what classes to attend.

They simply attended classes randomly.

The uncles and aunts just glanced at their arrival and paid no more attention.

They have all seen big scenes, and the uncles and aunts have a very high degree of cooperation and psychological quality.

This is a mobile phone class, and the lesson is about "how to travel in the information age."

Teacher Li prepared a scenario simulation before the class: "If you are asked to take the bus without a bus card, no cash, and only a mobile phone, what will you think of doing first?"

"Use WeChat payment, which we talked about before, and go to the owner of a nearby store to exchange change." Aunt Du, a top student, chose to put her knowledge into practice.

Some people take a different approach: "I don't take the bus, I scan shared bikes."

"You can search on Baidu. You don't have to worry about not finding the answer if you have a mobile phone."

"First, take a video and post it to ask for help from netizens."

The auntie who made the move described it vividly: "You can say that I was at the bus stop, I didn't bring my bus card and I didn't have any cash. I was waiting online, it was pretty urgent."

The classroom atmosphere is as lively as ever. When the teacher talks about scanning the code to take the bus, they will follow the teacher's steps on their mobile phones.

Director Hu next to him became more and more satisfied as he listened, and was even taking notes.

The two men came in through the back door and left quietly.

Then I went to the modeling classroom, but this time there was no seat.

As soon as the two of them stood at the door of the classroom, they were discovered by teacher Han Ru, who unexpectedly gave her a welcome ceremony: "Welcome to class."

"Today we will review the stage walk with a fan, and invite you two to join us."

Lin Qinglan shook her head desperately, but a fan was still stuffed into her hand.

Every time she came to the modeling class, Teacher Han would pick her up to practice.

In the teacher's words, no one is idle in her class.

Over time, the model class had a fan that belonged to her very own.

Director Hu seemed to be more willing to accept it than her. He had already straightened his clothes and was studying the teacher's commands and stage movements.

Teacher Han is a senior figure in the modeling industry, and anyone who fails to perform the movements properly will be scolded.

She pointed at Director Hu who was running around the room and said, "Why are you running around? You think you are a leader, running around here."

"And Principal Lin, straighten your back and be very confident. If someone doesn't know you, they might think you're trying to steal fifty cents from someone's pocket."

Lin Qinglan looked around and then at herself, eyes full of disbelief.

The two aunties behind her came forward to help her correct herself, and Lin Qinglan stood obediently.

"Let's do it again." Teacher Han raised his hand and called everyone to assemble. "Listen carefully to my commands. Those who don't follow the rules will be separated later."

"One, two, three, step forward, turn around and keep your head, pause, go." The very smooth commands, coupled with Lin Qinglan's stuck head and rusty movements, amused all the aunts.

The director next door was obviously more talented than her, and Teacher Han praised him repeatedly, making Lin Qinglan completely relegated to the control group.

After walking around twice, Lin Qinglan panted and found a chair to sit down. "I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired. I need to rest for a while."

"I have reached my exercise goal today. I should have brought my phone with me so I can check my step count on WeChat."

Teacher Han sighed repeatedly: "How come you are so tired after just two steps? The physical fitness of young people nowadays is so poor."

"Principal Lin, please continue practicing after your break. Your movements are the worst in the class. I will teach you later."

"Everyone else, let's continue and finish this circle and rest."

It was time to rest, but the aunts didn't look tired at all, which was in stark contrast to Lin Qinglan, who had rested for a long time and was still not fully recovered.

Lin Qinglan was also to be dragged out for "public execution".

"Host, you... look like a zombie." Xiao De burst into laughter in her mind.

A few days ago, when she was basking in the sun, Xiao De praised her for looking like a sunflower, but today she looked like a zombie.

There is no other way. Even if zombies come today, Teacher Han will still learn how to walk on the catwalk.

This class was a test for her body and mind.

Finally, when it was time for the break, she winked at Director Hu, but he was still reluctant to leave.

Lin Qinglan did not dare to urge him, so she could only quickly review what she had just learned in her mind, fearing that Teacher Han would call her name again in the next second.

When she finally walked out of the classroom, Lin Qinglan seemed to have been drained of all her energy.

Director Hu smiled and said, "Principal Lin is very good at selecting teachers. These teachers are all excellent and their classes are very inspiring."

"Before I came here, I was worried that the teaching at the senior university would be mechanical. Now I feel relieved. People who come here to study seem very happy."

"I have been proposing to establish a public university for the elderly, but due to various reasons, the project has not been launched yet."

"In the next stage, it would be better if we could increase the enrollment scale. The government is very supportive of young people's entrepreneurship and innovation."

"I am very optimistic about the development prospects of our school. Xiaolin, you must stick to your original intention."

This is the high hope and entrustment of a predecessor.

It contains his regret for his unfinished business and his expectations for young people.

Lin Qinglan had heard before that this senior was a front-line teacher when he was young. He loved his job and always kept his promises.

When the idea of setting up a university for senior citizens came up, Lin Qinglan went to consult about the policy. After hearing about it, this senior came to her specially, explained everything to her one by one, and encouraged her to give it a try boldly.

Director Hu left happily, and the white hair on the back of his head was more conspicuous in the sunlight.

Afterwards, Teacher Han came to her and asked: "How was the feedback from the new student who attended the class with you today?"

"I think he's quite talented. Do you want to sign up for our modeling class?"

Lin Qinglan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Teacher Han, he is not a freshman."

Teacher Han failed to recruit new students as he had hoped.

Lin Qinglan met her students at the school gate.