Druids in Marvel

Hell's Kitchen Community School has 36 classes in grades 1 to 12 and more than 1,000 students.

Alvin is now the principal of this school. To this end, Alvin convened a meeting of the Hell's Kitchen gang. After "friendly" negotiations and a "fair" election, Alvin was elected the principal of this community school.

As for the principal appointed by the Ministry of Education, who cares?

The first thing Alvin did when he took office was to find money and negotiate. As a gang boss and the underground godfather of Hell's Kitchen, you should make some contribution to the education of your hometown! This kind of contribution cannot be a one-time thing.

, it must be a long-term undertaking. So Kingpin gloriously became a school director with a huge contribution of 5 million US dollars per year.

It won't be difficult to recruit teachers once you have money. Even if this is Hell's Kitchen, you are still working in a school, right? Find a headhunting company and find out which outstanding teachers are unemployed. If you find them, send them a "Sincere Speech"

Invitation, good treatment, including food and accommodation, and insurance, you have to give me this little face! You don’t know Alvin, but you have to give me Jin Bin’s face!

As for students! As a man who stayed with his son until fourth grade in his previous life, he still knows the schedule of a good school.

Refer to the timetable of Maotanchang Middle School. Arrive at school at 7:30 in the morning for early reading, start class at 8:00, rest from 12:00 to 1:30 noon, end school at 5:00 pm, and start "voluntary" evening self-study at 7:00.

If you don't want to participate, you need to ask for leave from the principal, Mr. Alvin. Generally, Mr. Alvin will not agree if there is a death in the family or a fire in the house. Moreover, Mr. Alvin is very busy and is not often at school.

Alvin stood at the door of the school, watching the students coming and going, like a mouse seeing a cat, tiptoeing towards the school.

I was very happy to hear that the current vice-principal and former principal of this school, Nelson Norris, praised his actions very much.

Why should my son study from 6 a.m. to 9 a.m. every day, while your naughty kids here can play happily every day? Come to me for lessons, and this will be the Hell's Kitchen Maotanchang branch from now on.

JJ, holding a shotgun and acting as a bodyguard, shed tears of sympathy for the children in this school. Where is this school? This is the children's concentration camp of Hell's Kitchen!

Dom likes to follow Alvin to school. He thinks the work here is very interesting. He finds it very interesting to knock down a student, listen to him scream in fear, and pick out interesting bits and pieces from him.

After a while, there was already a pile of loot behind Dom. There were snacks, toys, etc. Several children of different sizes were lining up in front of Alvin, holding the found dangerous items in their hands, waiting to be processed.

Alvin was holding a unique butterfly knife in his hand, playing with it, and asked the 13-4 year old white boy in front of him, "Which class are you in? What's your name? Why do you bring a knife to school?"

The white boy scratched his neck and said, "My name is Fili, I am in Grade 9, Class 1, and knives are used to cut nails."

JJ laughed out loud while watching the fun. Do you need a half-foot-long knife to trim your nails?

Alvin didn't want others to hold their necks while talking, so he slapped Fili on the neck, making him scream "Ouch" and squat on the ground holding his head.

This kid was still a little unconvinced after being beaten. Although he didn't dare to fight back, his eyes were fixed on Alvin. That's okay, he dared to glare at the principal!

"Solitary confinement, 2 days. Nelson, give him a copy of the school motto and ask him to copy it 100 times." Alvin said angrily, he still doesn't believe that we can't cure you. If the school's method doesn't work, then use the prison's method.

Seeing the hardened Fili screaming and being dragged into the school by the majestic penis, the boys behind him were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe. They honestly admitted their mistakes, received the punishment, and copied the school motto 10 to 50 times.

The last little fat black guy gave Alvin a hard time. He gritted his teeth and asked coldly: "What's your name? Which class are you in? Who the hell asked you to bring marijuana to school?"

The fat little black man lowered his head and said, "My name is Lavin, I am in the second class of sixth grade. My father asked me to bring the marijuana."

Alvin yelled angrily: "Who the hell is your father?"

Raven was even more frightened and lowered his head and said: "My teacher, Mr. Nathan, always has headaches. He is very good to me. My father knew about it and asked me to bring him a bag of marijuana to make his headache better.

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Alvin held back his anger and kicked an iron trash can at the door away. He didn't know what it felt like.

The child's father is most likely a drug dealer. In order to thank the teacher, he asked the child to bring a bag of marijuana to the teacher to treat his headache. What the hell is this?

I couldn't bear to blame the kid Raven, so I patted him on the head and said, "Teacher will go see a doctor if he has a headache. Don't bring marijuana to school again, otherwise you will be like Fili and go to solitary confinement! This bag of marijuana has been confiscated."

Go to class quickly!"

Raven felt like she was being pardoned and rushed into the school with her head buried.

Seeing that Alvin was in a bad mood, Nelson laughed in a low voice: "It's already very good. A few years ago, this place was simply a reserve talent base for gangs. Can you believe that there were children selling drugs openly in school? Now it's beyond good.

It’s my imagination.”

Alvin was stunned for a moment, and then said in a cold voice: "What happened to the land I applied for with the city government? I have to build the student dormitory quickly and trap these children in the school. I can't let them continue to hang out on the street.

Now, I want them all to go to college."

Nelson smiled and said: "That's almost it. There is enough open space in Hell's Kitchen. The open space behind the school is enough to build two teaching buildings, two student dormitories and one teachers' dormitory."

After hesitating for a moment, Nelson continued: "The design of the student dormitory is too compact. Is a 30-square-meter dormitory for six people too crowded?"

Alvin glanced sideways at Nelson and thought to himself, have you never seen the student dormitories in remote areas of China? I didn't let you build the student dormitories into Datongpu. These kids should be burning incense and worshiping Buddha. You still have six people?

Too crowded? Many universities in China cannot meet this standard! 95% of the families in Hell's Kitchen are from the poorest class, and I don't charge tuition, what else do you want?

Perhaps because he noticed that Alvin's eyes were not kind, Nelson quickly changed his subject, "But this is okay. At least we provide the children with a safe learning environment so that they can study with peace of mind. What you have done for this school

Your contribution will be remembered by history." said this slippery old gentleman with gray hair on his temples.

Alvin felt comfortable after saying this, and patted Nelson's shoulder happily. This old guy had been the principal of Hell's Kitchen for 15 years, and he was still quite good. Although his character was average, at least he was likeable in his words, and he talked well.

He is also good at dealing with the Ministry of Education.

The running of this school ultimately depends on the strength, equipment, and funding of the Ministry of Education, which all require him to run.

"Alvin, you bastard, look what you have done?" an old voice yelled from behind.

Alvin rubbed his nose. The owner of this voice was not so lovable!