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Chapter 227: Once Again

The last contract signed has brought Liangjiahe Middle School and No. 1 Middle School a close relationship. When the principal came to the city to invite the leaders of the Education Bureau to attend the groundbreaking ceremony, he dropped by and wanted to invite someone to attend the ceremony.

Feng Yiping was once again instructed by the teacher to go to the meeting room. Seeing it was the principal, he was a little surprised, \'Principal, you\'re looking for me?\'

\'Yes, the groundbreaking ceremony for the school building will be held next week. You have to go back.\'

\'Really, I don\'t need the principal. I\'m also very busy with my studies.\'

\'You definitely can\'t miss out. Without you, how could the money be raised so quickly? As for your studies, it doesn\'t matter. I\'ll ask the school to give you a day off. It won\'t be a problem. What do you think, Director Fang?\' He asked the teacher from Yizhong who was accompanying him to meet the guest.

\'Well, we have to approve this leave. Yiping, I\'ll be there that day too. You come to school as usual in the morning and leave with me.\'

Seeing that he could not refuse, Feng Yiping had no choice but to agree. He took the opportunity to say a few words to the principal, \'Principal, I\'ll be redundant if I say a few more words, you won\'t want me to speak again, or put me on the stage, will you?\'

\'Of course I have to speak,\' as for being arranged on the stage, he did think about it, but now there really is no place.

To be honest, he was originally impatient to have a ceremony, but in order to get the money, he had made dozens of trips to the city and county over the past few months. Now that the money was finally in place, he had to give the leaders at all levels a chance to show off. You can\'t let people think that you\'re not done with the bridge yet before you start tearing it down.

When he was looking for the money, he could never find anyone. But as soon as he heard that he would be making a public appearance, everyone came out of the woodwork. The city education bureau would send a section chief, the county education bureau would send a deputy director and a section chief, the town education team would send a team leader, the town government would send a deputy mayor, and if you add in a partner school like No. 1 Middle School, there would be ten seats on the stage.

\'It\'s only right to do something for your alma mater. Besides, everyone knows about this, so there\'s really no need for me to go up on stage and say anything.\'

If he were asked to go up on stage and talk about how to study, he might do it, but if he were asked to go up in front of everyone and talk about donating money to the school and then accept the thanks of the teachers and classmates, he would never do it.

Seeing how determined he sounded, the principal patted him on the shoulder and said, \'I understand. You will definitely come, or else the school won\'t be the same as you remember it when you go there in the future.\'

The person who went to Liangjiahe Middle School was still Director Fang from the school office. Of course, he didn\'t want to go empty-handed for something like this, so he brought quite a lot with him. The nine-seat Jinbei commercial vehicle only had the two front rows of seats left, and the back was full.

Mainly, the school library had sorted out a batch of books, of course, not many of them were new, and there were also some newly purchased stationery, which looked exactly like a gesture of sympathy.

When they arrived at the door, Feng Yiping also carried up the small suitcase that he had brought to the guard room, which contained his thirty novels.

They set off at 7am, and the driver drove quite fast along the way, taking nearly four hours to arrive at Liangjiahe Middle School.

Soon after Feng Yiping and the others arrived, the ceremony began, and the leaders on stage spoke one after the other.

Feng Yiping suddenly felt that the leaders and actors had a lot in common. Although the acting was good or bad, they were all acting, and each one of them was seeking to be photogenic.

This was especially true of the deputy director of the county education bureau. The entire speech was directed at the only camera in the audience—it was the county TV station that came to interview.

It can be said that these leaders are quite determined to make an appearance, even if the sun is shining on their faces and they are sweating, they don\'t even bother to wipe it off, they remain full of energy and meticulously read from the script in their hands.

It\'s just that when they finish speaking and return to their seats, they all look a little unnatural. They spoke for a few minutes, and their chairs were in the hot sun for a few minutes. The longer they spoke, the hotter the chairs got.

The headmaster was the best speaker. He thanked his superiors and his mother-in-law along the way, and of course he also mentioned Feng Yiping and New Picture, and he emphasised Feng Yiping a few times, telling the students present to learn from him, and pointing his finger at Feng Yiping sitting in the back row. The students all looked back together, and this caused quite a stir. Wasn\'t this the same as asking me to go up on stage? Feng Yiping muttered this to himself while standing up and bowing to the whole audience.

\'So you\'re moving to the county next semester? Congratulations, Teacher Wang!\'

\'I\'m fine with it, but Swallow will be able to go to a primary school in the county.\' Teacher Wang was very happy.

In the past two or three years, perhaps inspired by Feng Yiping, Teacher Wang has published three papers in different journals, and has finally been awarded the title of secondary school teacher II. She has also applied for a transfer, and has now completed the paperwork. She will report to the County Experimental Middle School next semester.

This is the tragedy of these township middle schools: they cannot attract good teachers from outside, and they cannot retain the good teachers they have trained. As a result, they are losing ground, and are becoming less and less competitive.

Feng Yiping felt a little sad. When he thought about it, he realised that he had actually influenced things without realising it. The village road was repaired ahead of schedule, as was the school building. Teacher Wang was transferred to a better position. Although Feng Yiping could not take credit for all of this, he had played a part in it.

\'Xiao Shu,\' he was walking on the same road he had walked every day back then, trying to recall those years that would never return. Wen Hua and Wen Hui ran up to him. The fact that they were able to go to junior high school was also indirectly due to him.

Originally, because of family circumstances, his two nephews had worked in the family farm after finishing primary school. Later, they went out to work for other people. Finally, when Feng Yiping\'s shop needed help, they settled down.

However, at the end of last year, Feng Zhenchang went home and specifically sought Feng Huafu out, asking that they at least be allowed to finish junior high school, and that his family pay for their schooling in the meantime.

\'How\'s school?\' Hearing him ask, both of Feng Zhenchang\'s nephews fell silent, which seemed to indicate that they were not doing well.

\'How do you rank in class?\'

\'21,\' \'33,\' the two said, blushing a little when they said it, especially in Feng Yiping\'s presence.

\'It\'s okay,\' some things can\'t be forced, Feng Yiping patted their heads, "as long as you remember to work hard.\'

\'Younger brother, I don\'t want to study anymore, don\'t you have a lot of shops? Let me go to the shops and help you sell things!" The eldest brother, Wenhua, looked at Feng Yiping very seriously.

This was also a very bad phenomenon. Feng Yiping remembered that in the following years, they not only did not advance with the times, and the education level of school-age children correspondingly improved, but they regressed.

For example, he remembers clearly that among his cousins, only his eldest cousin\'s daughter, Rongrong, had graduated from high school, while the others, especially his male cousins, had not even finished junior high school.

There were many reasons for this, but the main one was that they often heard those around them, who also hadn\'t had much schooling, talk about the glamorous world they saw when they worked away from home, looking at their fashionable clothes and the large amounts of money in their wallets.

This is precisely the time when school fees have risen sharply. Tuition fees have at least tripled compared to Feng Yiping\'s time. Many parents, thinking that their children will not be able to pass the high school entrance exam after three years of study and will not have the chance to go to university, agree that their children should go out and earn money early.

Therefore, if a survey is conducted using 1998 as the dividing line, it will be found that after 1998, during the period before compulsory education was truly implemented, the percentage of school-age children who have completed nine years of compulsory education is definitely lower than before 1998.

This is certainly not a good phenomenon, but such things are completely beyond Feng Yiping\'s ability to control.

Whether it\'s going to college or being recruited by a college, as long as there is such an opportunity, parents at least have a reason to let their children continue their studies. It is obvious that after three years of study, it is still a waste of time, so why not go make money earlier?

However, he could manage these two in front of him. \'In my shop, we are now hiring high school and technical secondary school students, and in the future, we will need college students. You two, at least, have to graduate from a technical secondary school for me, otherwise, I will ask your father to take you two with him and let him farm in the village, and you will not be allowed to go anywhere.\'