Chapter 19

When he returned to his room and opened the mailbox, Fang jueyu sure enough received an invitation from his alma mater Haihua No. 2 middle school.

"Dear alumni of 2016, we sincerely invite you to attend the 70th anniversary of Haihua No. 2 middle school. We are waiting for you on July 21. If you have any questions, please contact the president's office at 8545740."

"There are 17 days left. There's still time to prepare!" Fang jueyu is determined to win this 2% permission task. He must become the most shining person at the school celebration ceremony.

He picked up the phone and immediately dialed the headmaster's office

"Oh, what can I do?" In the president's office of Haihua No. 2 middle school, a middle-aged man in his fifties is hammering at this year's college entrance examination results statistics. This is Zhu Ming, the current president of Haihua No. 2 middle school.

Although it is the end high school of Haihua City, there has always been a middle school on the head of Haihua No. 2 middle school. It has been decades, and the status of the Millennium second school has hardly changed. Now, even the status of the Millennium second school seems to have been shaken.

The college entrance examination results of No. 3 middle school this year are very excellent. It is only one percentage point behind in one book rate. This gap is very small.

As the old terminal high school, although the strength of No. 2 middle school in previous years is not as good as one, it is definitely rolling over the following schools. Zhu Ming feels deeply disturbed by this situation.

Every year, the municipal government's education funds are limited. The majority of them are naturally taken by No. 1 middle school, while the funds of all other high schools add up to less than half of No. 1 middle school. With this change, the momentum of No. 1 middle school is naturally getting stronger and stronger.

Teachers, educational resources and hardware facilities all need funds, and schools other than No. 1 middle school have to find their own way except for the poor funds.

But the school is not a profit-making organization. How can they solve these fund gaps by themselves?

After asking, Zhu Ming knew that the third middle school had a wonderful alumni in recent years. He had worked hard outside for more than ten years and founded a large-scale enterprise, which was listed in the United States last year.

On the third middle school's school anniversary last year, this alumni donated 10 million yuan to help the development of the school, so the momentum of the third middle school this year is so fierce.

After so many years, No. 2 middle school has naturally produced some excellent alumni. There are not a few successful entrepreneurs and many donors, but who can get such a huge amount? Just to fill some financial loopholes in the normal development of the school has been very reluctantly.

"Hey, if it goes on like this, the second middle school will soon be overtaken by the third middle school!" As a principal, Zhu Ming felt unprecedented pressure. Looking at this report card, he seemed to have a lot of white hair in an instant.

This year is the 70th anniversary of the school. According to tradition, a very solemn school celebration activity is held every ten years. First, it is to let those alumni who have graduated go home and have a look. Naturally, it is also hoped that those successful alumni with their alma mater can contribute generously to the construction of their alma mater.

The school has been contacting those alumni since a few weeks ago, but Zhu Ming is disappointed that more than half of the entrepreneur alumni begin to shirk things every time they talk about donations, which makes Zhu Ming's heart cold.

"Jingling!" The phone in the headmaster's office rang. Zhu Ming had received dozens of calls one morning, but most cities came to ask about the specific time and activity arrangement of the school anniversary. It is estimated that this is no exception?

"Is this the headmaster's office of Haihua No. 2 middle school?" A young voice came from the opposite, "I want to ask about the school anniversary."

"Yes, I'm Zhu Ming, the current president. What term of alumni are you?"

"Ha ha ha, Zhu Ming has already joined the headmaster?" Fang jueyu chuckled in his heart. When he was in high school, he was most afraid of vice president Zhu. He haunted the windows of each class almost every night during his self-study. Fang jueyu was caught by him more than once.

"President Zhu, I'm a graduate of the 16th!" Fang jueyu said.

Zhu Ming's face could not help showing a look of disappointment. As a student of the 16th year, he is only a junior now. He has not even completed his studies, and it is impossible to bring any help to the school.

However, since he was a former student, Zhu Ming naturally refused to show this mentality. The students also have their alma mater in mind. Maybe they will stand out in the future? Every student who wants to come back is naturally welcome.

"Headmaster Zhu, do you remember me? My name is Fang jueyu! "

"Fang jueyu?" Having been engaged in the education industry for decades, Zhu Ming had too many students' names in his mind. He really didn't want to fight for a while.

"You forget, you caught me eating secretly during my sophomore year in senior high school. Then you grabbed me to find our head teacher. As a result, our head teacher also ate stinky tofu in the office. You taught us a lesson!" Thinking of this, Fang jueyu still felt a little funny. "Finally, when you left, you didn't forget to follow a piece of stinky tofu!"

"Cough, oh, I remember, it's you!" As soon as I mentioned this, Zhu Ming suddenly became a face with a long face. In his mind, there was a mischievous but misbehaving boy's face. "I remember you were admitted to Jiangnan University. Your one is really the best one I've ever brought among the students! "

It's not a compliment. Fang jueyu's first book rate reached the highest in the history of No. 2 middle school, and even approached No. 1 middle school. If the students of each class were like this, Zhu Ming wouldn't be so upset.

"By the way, are you coming to attend the school anniversary?" Zhu Ming immediately put aside his troubles. Chatting with such students is a very interesting and memorable thing.

"Yes, we're just in the summer vacation. We're going to come back and see our alma mater and teachers," Fang jueyu asked casually. "By the way, headmaster, how's our school's college entrance examination score this year?"

"Oh, it's hard to say!" Speaking of this, Zhu Ming sighed heavily, "the gap between us and No. 1 middle school is getting bigger and bigger, and No. 3 middle school is about to catch up. I'm afraid it will surpass us next year."

"How could this happen? I remember that there has always been a big gap between No. 3 middle school and our school? "

"The education funds of No. 3 middle school have been sufficient in recent years. The hardware, software and teachers have been improved a lot, and our school... Alas!"

Fang jueyu can tell that the development of No. 2 middle school is not very good recently. The biggest problem is that there are not enough education funds. Isn't this right for him?

"Headmaster, it's like this. I'm calling to discuss something with you. I want to ask, does the school accept student donations?" Fang jueyu asked.

"Hahaha, of course, we welcome you alumni to contribute to the development of the school." Zhu Ming didn't report any great hope. Fang jueyu is just a junior who hasn't graduated yet. How much money can he have? And he remembered that none of the parents of the 16th generation of students was particularly rich.

"Jue Yu, the number of donations is not much. Just do what you can. First tell me the amount of your donation. Now I'll make a record."

"Does the school only accept cash donations?" Fang jueyu asked.

"Hahaha, of course, there is no limit to what type. Do you remember the statue at the school gate? That was donated by one of our famous alumni. "

"In that case, that's good. I'll donate ten buildings first!"