Chapter 227: Again
It seemed that all the work was concentrated in these few days. The principal ran around for several months, and finally managed to raise another 100,000 yuan. The teaching building of Liangjiahe Middle School could finally start construction ahead of schedule this summer.
The start of work is concentrated at this time. In fact, there is a saying that, once autumn comes, it gets colder every day. When it is lower than ten degrees, the cement is easy to freeze. If you add antifreeze, you will need to spend extra money. It also has an impact on the strength of the cement, so only start work on this hot day and take more time.
The last signing of the contract made Liangjiahe Middle School and City No. 1 Middle School also have a good relationship. When the principal came to the city to invite the leaders of the Education Bureau to hold the foundation laying ceremony, he stopped by and wanted to invite someone to watch the ceremony.
Feng Yiping was taught the meeting room by the teacher again. Seeing that it was the principal, he was a little surprised, "Principal, are you looking for me?"
"Yes, the foundation stone laying ceremony for the school's teaching building will be held next week, so you have to go back anyway."
"I really don't need the principal. I'm also very nervous about studying now."
"I definitely can't do without you. If it weren't for you, how could we have the money to build it so quickly? As for studying, it doesn't matter. I'll help you take a day off from the school. I can't delay it. Director Fang, what do you think?" He asked the accompanying The first middle school teacher who met the guest.
"Well, we have to approve this leave. Yiping, I will go that day too. You come to school as usual in the morning and come with me then."
Seeing that he could not refuse, Feng Yiping had no choice but to agree, and he took the opportunity to send the principal off and said a few words, "Principal, I have a few words to spare, you won't let me speak again, or put me on stage! "
"Of course we have to talk." As for arranging it on stage, he had thought about it that way, but now it seems that there is really no room for it.
To be honest, he was originally impatient to hold a groundbreaking ceremony, but in order to get the money, he ran more than a dozen times in the city and county in the past few months. Now that the money is finally in place, he always wants to show his face to the leaders at all levels Opportunity, you can't make people think that you have not yet crossed the river, and start tearing down the bridge.
When I was looking for money, I couldn't find anyone. When I heard that it was such an appearance, people all came out. The city education bureau would go down to a section chief, the county education bureau would go to a deputy director and a section chief, and the township education group There is also a group leader, a deputy mayor from the township government, and a friend school such as No. 1 Middle School. Ten seats are enough on the rostrum.
"It's only natural to do something for my alma mater, and everyone knows about it, so I really don't need to say anything on stage."
Ask him to come to the stage to talk about how he studies, he may still do it, let him talk about donating money for the school in front of everyone, and then accept the thanks from the teachers and classmates, he will not do it even if he is beaten to death.
Seeing his firmness, the headmaster patted him on the shoulder, "I know, I must come then, otherwise, going to school in the future will not be what you remember."
The one who went to Liangjiahe Middle School was still Director Fang of the school office. Of course, he couldn't go empty-handed for such a thing. It's full.
The main reason is that the school library sorted out a batch of books. Of course, the proportion of new books is not much. In addition, there are some newly bought stationery, which looks like a gesture of condolences.
When he arrived at the door, Feng Yiping brought up the small box he had brought to the guard's room, which contained thirty of his novels.
They set off at seven o'clock in the morning, and the driver drove very fast along the way. It took nearly four hours to arrive at Liangjiahe Middle School.
Not long after Feng Yiping and the others arrived, the ceremony began, and the leaders on the stage spoke one after another.
Feng Yiping suddenly felt that leaders and actors have a lot in common. Although acting skills are good and bad, they are all acting, and each of them pursues the rate of being on camera.
This was especially true for the deputy director of the County Education Bureau. Throughout his speech, he was facing the only camera in the audience - that was interviewed by the county TV station.
Speaking of which, these leaders are also very hard to show their faces. Even if it is oily and sweaty on the face in the sun, they don't even bother to wipe it off, but they are still full of energy, meticulously reading from the manuscript paper in their hands.
It's just that after finishing speaking, when returning to their seats, everyone felt a little unnatural. They talked for a few minutes, and the chairs were exposed to the sun for a few minutes. The longer the talk, the hotter the chairs, haha.
The headmaster was the best one to speak. He thanked his superiors and mother-in-law all the way. In the end, of course, he also mentioned Feng Yiping and the new picture. Pointing to Feng Yiping who was sitting in the back row, the students looked back in unison. Isn't it the same as asking me to go on stage? Feng Yiping stood up and bowed to the audience while slandering this.
"That means you will be transferred to the county next semester? Congratulations, Mr. Wang!"
"It doesn't matter to me, but Yanzi can go to the elementary school in the county." Teacher Wang was very happy.
In the past two or three years, it was also inspired by Feng Yiping. Teacher Wang published three papers in different journals, and finally got the title of second-level middle school teacher. In the next semester, I will go to the County Experimental Middle School to register.
This is also the tragedy of their rural middle schools. Excellent teachers from outside will not come, and excellent teachers trained by themselves cannot be retained.
Feng Yiping felt a little emotional. Thinking about it this way, in fact, he himself had unknowingly affected some things. The roads in the village were being repaired ahead of time, and the teaching buildings of the school were also being repaired ahead of time. Teacher Wang was also transferred to a better job. Not all of these can be attributed to him, but he played some role in the middle.
"Uncle," he was walking on the road that he walked every day, trying to reminisce about the years that never came back. Wen Hua and Wen Hui ran over. The two of them were able to go to junior high school, which was indirectly changed by him.
It turned out that because of family reasons, his two nephews started farming at home after finishing elementary school, and then followed others to work outside. Finally, when Feng Yiping needed help in the store, the two of them settled down.
However, at the end of last year, Feng Zhenchang went home to find Feng Huafu, and asked them to at least finish junior high school, and their family would pay for school first.
"How about studying?" Hearing his question, the two nephews didn't speak, which didn't look like much.
"Where can you rank in the class?"
"21," "33," when the two of them said this, they blushed a little, especially in front of Feng Yiping.
"It's okay," Feng Yiping patted their heads, "Just remember to work hard."
"Uncle, I don't want to read anymore. Don't you open a lot of stores? Let me go to the store to help you sell things!" The boss Wenhua looked at Feng Yiping seriously.
This is also a very bad phenomenon. Feng Yiping remembers that in the next few years, they did not improve the education level of school-age children with the progress of the times, but regressed.
For example, he remembers very clearly that among several cousins, only Rongrong from the uncle's family has read one or three books, and the others, especially the cousins, have not even finished junior high school.
There are many reasons, but the main reason should be that they often listen to those people around them who haven’t gone to school, talk about the colorful world they saw when they were working outside, look at their western clothes, and look at the money in their wallets. There is no interest in studying hard anymore.
It just so happens that the school’s tuition and miscellaneous fees have risen even more in the past two years. Compared with Feng Yiping’s time, the current tuition fees have increased by at least three times. , I also agree that my children will go out early to make money.
Therefore, if we make a survey based on 1998, we will find that the percentage of school-age children who have completed the 9-year compulsory education after 1998 is definitely lower than that before 1998.
This is of course not a good phenomenon, but this kind of thing is completely outside Feng Yiping's ability, and he can't control it.
Whether it is going to college or being admitted to college, as long as there is such an opportunity, parents at least have a reason to let their children continue to study. It is obvious that after three years of studying, it is useless. Why not make money earlier?
However, he can't control other things, but he can control the two in front of him, "My store is currently recruiting high school students and technical secondary school students, and college students will be recruited in the future. You two, at least give me a job. Go to a technical secondary school, otherwise, I will tell my dad to tell your dad to take you two with him and farm in the fields, and you will not be allowed to go anywhere."