Principal Wu always placed students first, and everything else could step aside.
And as the only student currently in the village school, plus being an adopted son, Niuwa's status in Principal Wu's heart was incomparably high.
Niuwa ran out of the classroom and saw his Sister Lin being chased all over the playground by Principal Mother with a shovel in hand.
Niuwa: "..."
The little guy sighed, shook his head, and then scurried over with his short legs to Principal Wu, skillfully grabbing her hand: "Principal Mother, don't be angry, Sister Lin's leg is still injured."
Principal Wu, leaning on the shovel, glared at Lin Nianhe: "If she wasn't injured, I would have smacked her already!"
Niuwa shook Principal Wu's hand: "Principal Mother is the best, please don't be angry anymore."
The little guy was good-looking and usually behaved like a little adult—throwing a bit of a tantrum from time to time—who could resist?
