Chapter 49 Summary and Commendation Conference

The weather on Saturday was good, there was no wind, and the sun would show up from time to time for the old man to show his face.

The last two classes before the holiday are another meeting, the last semester's summary and commendation meeting.

Feng Yiping wanted to hide behind and relax, but Wang Yumin asked him to sit in the first row by name. A class can only sit in four rows. The four people in the first row, in addition to Feng Yiping, are Tang Shaokang, who has always been the second runner-up, and the other two are Huang Jingping and Zhang Qiuling.

As usual, on the two sycamore trees in the middle of the playground, there is a banner with the last semester summary and commendation meeting of Liangjiahe Middle School in 1992. On the high platform in front of the playground, behind the four desks, sit one principal, two deputy and three principals, plus the dean. On the table in the center, there was a microphone wrapped in a red cloth. There was no speaker. The microphone was connected to a loudspeaker hanging on a plane tree.

The "March of Athletes" was not played either. In the sound of "dong dong" of tractors and tricycles driving by outside the school gate, the dean of education emphasized the discipline of the venue, and then the principal spoke. There is still nothing new in the principal's speech. Of course, in such an occasion, it is quite difficult to think of something new in his speech.

More than 20 years later, let’s be tolerant. At that time, some college leaders added some new elements into their welcome speeches, and the results were mixed. Well, these official articles should not be too demanding, they should be stable and not make mistakes.

After the principal, the two vice principals and the dean spoke in turn. By the time the microphone returned to the principal, most of the class had passed.

At this time, the principal threw out a topic that made everyone happy. The school has officially decided to build a teaching building and raise funds from various sources. It has applied for funds to the town education group, county education bureau, town government and county government. At the same time, it has also sent letters to the former alumni who have graduated, hoping that they can help the school. The construction of the teaching building will be supported as much as possible.

When the news came out, there was a buzzing sound below, and being able to sit in the legendary building for class made many students very excited, as did many teachers in the back row, all with smiles on their faces.

Tang Shaokang thought differently from the others, and whispered to Feng Yiping, "It's not going to raise funds again!"

His concern is normal. At this stage, there are many similar fundraising behaviors, from national to local.

In the BJ Asian Games in 1990, Feng Yiping was still in elementary school. The teacher mobilized donations. Although it was a donation, it was actually mandatory. Each student was 50 cents. 50 cents in the 1990s was a thing for a rural family like them. Feng Yiping remembered that he found his mother and father, and did a night's work. In the end, he said that it was requested by the teacher. agree.

Next, the hydropower station was repaired in the town, and the whole town raised funds on a per capita basis. Then the county hospital was repaired and expanded, and the county people's square was rebuilt, and another round of fundraising. Of course, the county's fundraising was mainly based on people who eat financial services.

When he was a junior high school student, the city was planning to build a bridge across the river, and it was mandatory for all the staff who were working and who received salary from the finance department to deduct 10% of their salary every month to make up for the lack of construction funds.

Maybe there were too many fundraisings in those years, and the slashing was too ruthless, which caused a great backlash. At one point, hundreds of people besieged the municipal party committee and government, and some people went to the province to petition, but the matter was finally settled. The bridge should have been built in the beginning of the next century after the city's financial situation improved.

Similarly, the teaching building of Liangjiahe Middle School, if Feng Yiping remembered correctly, this time is nothing. It was not until he graduated from secondary school and started working that he built a three-story teaching building at the end of this century. As for the dormitory building, it will not be built until the 21st century.

Tang Shaokang's father works in the town and also eats public meals. It is estimated that he has been raised a lot in the past two years, so he is more sensitive to such things than ordinary classmates.

Of course Feng Yiping wouldn't tell him, don't worry, this time the preparations ended without a hitch. Seeing that Zhang Qiuling next to Tang Shaokang was no longer whispering to Huang Jingping, and paid attention to this side, she pretended to be surprised and looked at him, "What's wrong with fundraising? Shouldn't fundraising be done? The school's hardware is getting better, and the town's Just like the middle school in China, only those teachers with a good level may agree to be transferred in, which is also good for improving our grades. Our family still has this awareness."

Tang Shaokang looked at Feng Yiping suspiciously, wondering if he really didn't understand or if he was really good in style.

After the leaders made their speeches, it was the highlight of the meeting. Three good students and outstanding students from each class came to the stage to receive the awards.

Feng Yiping was fortunate to be the first to receive the award because he was the only good student in the first class of the first grade. The three-good student award was presented by the principal. This was also the first time the principal had face-to-face with Feng Yiping. He took a look. Feng was thin, slightly black, with short hair and an angular face. The overall look is very spirited and vibrant. The clothes are thick, the jacket is a down jacket, and the feet are leather shoes. It seems that the conditions at home are not bad.

When he took the certificate and prize from the principal, Feng Yiping was a little shy and smiled and looked at the principal. Although it only took a blink of an eye, eyes were the window to the soul and the principal of the old fox. I think this student is really interesting!

Followed by Huang Jingping, she, Tang Shaokang and Zhang Qiuling are outstanding students. Walking on the stage in the same direction, the two of them seem to be walking directly opposite each other. Seeing this, Feng Yiping hurriedly yielded to the left, while Huang Jingping yielded to the right at the same time, and the two were still facing each other, so Feng Yiping yielded to the right, but Huang Jingping also yielded to the left, or facing each other.

You humbled me for the two back and forth, but it still returned to the starting state. There were already classmates laughing below, and Huang Jingping was a little embarrassed. Seeing this, Feng Yiping stood there, raised his right hand, smiled and made a please gesture to Huang Jingping, and only got down when she walked over with a blushing face.

Zhang Qiuling followed closely. When she got up, she muttered to Feng Yiping, "You did it on purpose!"

Tang Shaokang followed up, "Why do I feel that I have the meaning of worship?"

Huang Jingping, who walked to the stage after receiving the award, just heard it, blushed like a big apple, and hurried to her stool to sit down. Feng Yiping slapped Tang Shaokang hard behind his back, "It's your turn, hurry up."

When Zhang Qiuling came down, she took the things in Feng Yiping's hand to compare. Three good students are a certificate of merit, a hard-shell notebook, and a pen, and excellent students do not have a pen.

Zhang Qiuling turned it over, "The notebook is the same."

Huang Jingping over there is looking at the certificate, "His certificate is gilded."

When Zhang Qiuling saw it, it was indeed the case. She was a little unhappy and gave Feng Yiping the things. "Why is the school so stingy? The awards have to be divided into three, six, nine, and so on.

Feng Yiping smiled and said to him, "Yes, go back and ask your principal's father, why are you so stingy?"

Zhang Qiuling is even more annoyed, why is she always deflated in front of Feng Yiping?

After the awards for the three grades were awarded, as a rule, the student council went up to speak and then dismissed the meeting. Who knew that there was another agenda today. The dean took out three red-skin certificates, three boxed pens, and three exquisite codebooks. .

The principal stood up and said, "From this year onwards, the school has added the 'Learning Model' award to reward those students who not only study well but also have outstanding performance in other areas, one for each grade, and now the winning students are invited to come to the stage to receive the award."

The third-grade pacesetter Su Qing is a female classmate. Feng Yiping remembers that she should be a classmate of her sister’s primary school. When Feng Yiping was in fourth grade, they were in sixth grade. The school won an award in the Mathematical Olympiad.

The second grade is a boy. I heard that he once represented the school to participate in the sports meeting in the county and won the first place in the 1500-meter long-distance running.

The pacesetter of the first grade fell on Feng Yiping again. After he took the certificate and the prize from the principal, he was about to step down. The principal smiled and stopped him, "Feng Yiping, although I have not taken your class, but I heard your name many times from other teachers, including teachers from other schools, how about taking this opportunity today to tell you a few words, great writer?"

Although it was in a negotiating tone, the principal had already walked out from behind the desk and pulled Feng Yiping up to his seat. The microphone was on his desk.

Feng Yiping followed the headmaster involuntarily, and was pressed against the chair by him, while berating the headmaster for not playing cards according to common sense, he was somewhat panicked. Sitting so carefree, I'm afraid it's a little rude. So he stood up, and the principal didn't object. He took the lead in applauding, and didn't take a seat. He just stood aside. Seeing this, the dean moved out another chair from the nearest house in the building for the principal to sit on.

Taking such a short time, Feng Yiping was thinking nervously, what should he say? He stood there, holding the microphone, and said some clichés of thanks to buy time, "Thanks to my parents, the principal, the teachers, and the classmates."

At the beginning, his voice was still a little trembling. As he spoke, he regained the feeling of speaking at the company's conference before, and he spoke very steadily and smoothly.

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