The weather is good on Saturday, there is no wind, and the sun is still coming out from time to time to show off your face.

The last two classes before the holiday were held again, and the summary and commendation meeting for the last semester.

Feng Yiping originally wanted to hide behind and be free and easy, but Wang Yumin called him to sit in the first row. One class could only sit in four rows. In addition to Feng Yiping, the four people in the first row were Tang Shaokang, who had always been second in grades, and the other two were Huang Jingping and Zhang Qiuling.

As usual, on the two sycamore trees in the middle of the playground, there is a banner hanging on it, which is covered with the summary and commendation meeting of Liangjiahe Middle School in the last semester of 1992. On the platform in front of the playground, behind four desks, one person, two deputy and three principals, plus the director of the teaching director. On the table in the middle, there is a microphone wrapped in red cloth, without a speaker, and the microphone is received on the loudspeaker hanging on the sycamore tree.

There was no "Athlete March". In the "dongdong" sound of tractors and tricycles that were driven from time to time outside the school gate, the director emphasized the discipline of the venue, and then the principal spoke. The principal still had no new meaning in his speech. Of course, in such an occasion, it would be quite difficult to speak innovately.

I’ll be tolerant more than 20 years later. At that time, some college leaders added some new elements to the welcome speeches, but the result was still mixed. For these official articles, you can’t have too high requirements, just be stable and not make mistakes.

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

At this time, the principal raised a topic that made everyone happy. The school has officially decided to build a teaching building and raise funds from multiple sources. It has applied for funds from the town education group, county education bureau, town government and county government. At the same time, it also sent letters to previous graduates alumni, hoping that they can support the construction of the school's teaching building to the best of their ability.

When the news came out, a buzzing sound came from below. Being able to sit in the legendary building to attend class made many students very excited. Many teachers sitting in the back row were the same, with smiles on their faces.

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

His concern is normal. At this stage, there are many similar behaviors like fundraising, from the country to the local government.

At the 1990s Beijing Asian Games, Feng Yiping was still in elementary school. The teacher mobilized donations. Although it was a donation, it was actually mandatory. Each student had 50 cents. 50 cents in 90 years were also considered a thing for their rural families. Feng Yiping remembered that he had asked his mother to find his father and worked all night. Finally, he said that it was the teacher's request, so they agreed.

Then, the town built a hydropower station, and the whole town raised funds based on the number of people, and no one could be missing. Then the county hospital was repaired and expanded, and the county people's square was rebuilt, and another round of fundraising was raised. Of course, the county's fundraising was mainly for people who were having financial services.

When he was in a technical secondary school, the city planned to build a cross-river bridge, and mandatoryly required all employees who were in charge and who received their wages from the finance department to deduct 10% of their wages every month to make up for the shortage of construction funds.

Maybe there were too many fundraising in those years, and this knife was too fierce, which caused a huge rebound. At one time, hundreds of people surrounded the municipal party committee and government, and some people went to the province to petition, but the matter ended up in the end. The bridge should have been built after the city's financial situation improved at the beginning of the next century.

Similarly, if Feng Yiping remembers correctly, this time it was left unresolved. It was not until he graduated from technical 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 would take even more until the 21st century to build it.

Tang Shaokang's father works in the town and eats public food. He probably has been raised a lot in the past two years, so he is more sensitive to such things than ordinary students.

Of course, Feng Yiping would not tell him, don’t worry, the construction of this time ended in vain. Seeing that Zhang Qiuling next to Tang Shaokang no longer whispered to Huang Jingping, and paid attention to this side, he looked at him in surprise, "What's wrong with fundraising? Isn't it also necessary to raise funds? The school's hardware is getting better, just like the middle schools in the town, those teachers with good skills may agree to transfer in, which is also beneficial to improving our grades. Our family still has this awareness."

Tang Shaokang looked at Feng Yiping in confusion, wondering if he really didn't understand or was really a high-end style. He wanted to speak but stopped, but he felt a little contemptuous. He was still from the countryside, and his horizons were not broad after all.

After the leaders spoke, the highlight of this meeting was the one with the three good students and outstanding students from each class coming on stage to receive the award.

Because he was the only three good students in Class 1, Feng Yiping was fortunate to come on stage to receive the award. The three good students award was awarded by the principal, and this was the first time the principal had faced with Feng Yiping. He looked at him and said that Feng was thin, slightly black, short hair, and had a angular face. He looked very energetic and vigorous. His clothes were thick, his jacket was a down jacket, and his feet were cowhide shoes. It seemed that his family was in good condition.

When Feng Yiping took the certificate and prize from the principal, he smiled and looked at the principal with a smile. Although it was only a blink of an eye, his eyes were the window of his soul and the principal of the old fox. He suddenly felt that this student was indeed a bit interesting!

Huang Jingping followed the stage, she and Tang Shaokang and Zhang Qiuling were excellent students. When they walked onto the stage in the same direction, they were a little bit like walking facing each other. Feng Yiping saw this and hurriedly asked to the left, and Huang Jingping asked to the right at the same time, but the two of them were still facing each other, so Feng Yiping asked to the right, but Huang Jingping also asked to the left, but she still looked at it.

The two back and forth you and I made it back to the beginning, but there were classmates laughing below, and Huang Jingping was a little embarrassed. Seeing this, Feng Yiping stood there, raised his right hand, smiled and made a gesture to Huang Jingping. After she walked over with a red face, she got off.

Then Zhang Qiuling was following. When she got up, she muttered to Feng Yiping, "You did it on purpose!"

Tang Shaokang followed, "Why do I think it's like a church?"

After receiving the prize, Huang Jingping, who walked downstairs, just heard it. She blushed like a big apple, and hurriedly walked to her stool to sit down. Feng Yiping slapped Tang Shaokang hard behind the back, "It's up to you, go up."

When Zhang Qiuling came down, she took Feng Yiping's things without seeing each other and compared them. The three good students had a certificate, a hard-shell notebook, and a pen, while the excellent students had no pen.

Zhang Qiuling flipped through it and said, "The notebook is the same."

Huang Jingping over there was looking at the certificate, "His certificate is gold-plated."

When Zhang Qiuling saw this, she was a little unhappy and stuffed the things to Feng Yiping, "Why is the school so stingy? The certificates must be divided into different levels, all of which are made into gold-plated. How many more dollars can it cost?"

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

Zhang Qiuling was even more annoyed. Why did she always suffer in front of Feng Yiping?

After the awards for the three grades, the student union went up to speak and then the meeting ended. However, today there was another agenda. The director took out three red-skin certificates, three boxed pens, and three exquisite codebooks.

The principal stood up and said, "From this year, the school will add a 'Study Model' award to reward students who not only study well but also have outstanding performance in other aspects. One in each grade, and now you are asked to go on stage to receive the award."

Su Qing, a model in the third grade, is a female classmate. Feng Yiping remembers that she should be a classmate in her sister's elementary school. When Feng Yiping was in the fourth grade, they were in the sixth grade. She had some dealings at that time. She was very good at math and won several awards in the mathematics Olympiad competition on behalf of the school.

The second grader was a boy who heard that he had represented the school to participate in the sports meeting in the county and won the first place in the 1500-meter long-distance race.

The first-grade model fell on Feng Yiping again. After he took the certificate and prize from the principal, he was about to step down. The principal stopped him with a smile, "Student Feng Yiping, although I have never taught you your class, I have heard your name from other teachers, including teachers from other schools many times. Take this opportunity today and tell you a few words, great writers?"

Although it was a tone of discussion, the principal said that he had already walked out of the table and pulled Feng Yiping towards his seat, and the microphone was on his table.

Feng Yiping couldn't help but follow the principal, and was pressed on the chair by him. While complaining that the principal did not play according to the common sense, he was a little nervous. Sitting so carelessly was a bit impolite. So he stood up. The principal did not object, took the lead in applauding, and did not sit down. He stood aside. Seeing this, the director of the teaching department moved out another chair from the nearest house in the building for the principal to sit.

After borrowing this little time, Feng Yiping was nervously thinking, what should he say? He stood there, holding the microphone, and first said some clichés of thanks to buy time, "Thank you my parents, thank the principal, thank you teachers, and thank you classmates."

At the beginning, his voice was still a little trembling. As he spoke, he regained the feeling of speaking at the company conference before, and his speech was very steady and fluent.

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