Jin Kai nodded and said: "Okay, I'll call and ask in the evening and try my best to get a name. It doesn't matter if we have a school name, it will be more convenient for us in Yunshan. It's okay to see the people in No. 1 Middle School so arrogant every day. That’s enough, let’s give them some eye drops, but we can’t guarantee that there will be more places.”
Zhang Yongsheng let out a long breath: "Then it's settled. First of all, ensure the school's name. There is no need to force the quota. Just try your best to get it. It will be dealt with according to the situation."
Things are going very smoothly. Just after April, there is news from the Provincial Wushu Association. Since it was jointly promoted by the Provincial Sports Institute and Chen Daqiu, the management of the Wushu Association was also very generous and allowed to participate in the annual meeting in the name of Yunshan No. 2 Middle School. In addition, three more seats have been given, so you can attend the meeting on-site.
This surprised Du Zhicheng so much that he almost wanted to hug Zhang Yongsheng and kiss him fiercely. How much recognition is it for an ordinary middle school in a small county to send representatives to participate in the annual meeting of the provincial martial arts association? He was excited for an entire afternoon before calming down, and then thinking about how to allocate the three spots.
For these three quotas, the school leadership once again made a fuss, and anyone with a little bit of power came to join in the fun. Zhu Mingsheng, a vice principal in charge of logistics, had nothing to do with teaching exams, but he actually wanted to be the leader of the delegation, which made Du Zhicheng dumbfounded.
Zhang Yongsheng didn't care at all what happened above. He only made one request: Liao Dengfeng would definitely occupy one of the three places, and the other two schools would allocate them randomly. Moreover, this time I went to Jiangyuan to be responsible for transportation, food and accommodation, so I had to arrange things well and not make it too embarrassing.
In less than a week, the school’s list of participants came down. The long list shocked Zhang Yongsheng. In addition to a few of their invited students, there were actually an equal number of teachers. He looked at the list and felt dumbfounded and speechless.
During extracurricular activities in the afternoon, Zhang Yongsheng was correcting Dong Qishan’s martial arts in the playground and chatting about it. Dong Qishan and Li Mingyu had a good relationship, and they knew some of the process of discussing the quota allocation. Zhang Yongsheng's curiosity was aroused, and he broke the casserole and asked the truth.
"In other words, Coach Guo and Li Mingyu split the remaining two spots. Coach Guo is from the Provincial Sports Institute, so I can understand if there is a spot. What is Li Mingyu's background that can grab a spot among so many teachers? "Zhang Yongsheng was very curious about this.
While warming up, Dong Qishan explained: "Lao Guo is the leader, and it's a shame not to have a teacher. Li Mingyu is extraordinary. His uncle is the leader of the county sports bureau, and the school must give him face. He used to practice Taekwondo by himself. His uncle helped arrange it."
"What about the extra teachers? There are seven of us, and there are seven teachers. This is ridiculous." Zhang Yongsheng was surprised and suspected that these were all on a public trip to Jiangyuan.
Dong Qishan shrugged and said: "It's just such nonsense, there's nothing we can do about it. The atmosphere is like this, and Principal Du can't suppress it alone. If it weren't for Li Mingyu's excuse, I don't know how the remaining places would be grabbed. Although we Even if you are attending as a non-voting witness, reporting to the Education Bureau is also a political achievement."
Zhang Yongsheng looked at the note in his hand, nodded and said: "Fortunately, we didn't let Zhu Mingsheng be the plague god, otherwise he would have been sick to death along the way. A few teachers are considered sidelined, and Director Yang will lead the team, so there shouldn't be a big problem."
Dong Qishan pursed his lips and said: "Why should Lao Zhu go? This matter has nothing to do with him. The teachers are going to inspect several cooperative schools introduced by the Provincial Sports Institute. What can he inspect? Inspect the food in their cafeteria? Or learn how to do it? Taking money out of the pockets of students and parents?”
Many students are very dissatisfied with the high-priced meals provided by the new contractor in the canteen, and Dong Qishan is one of them. Although he is not short of money, he is not stupid enough to be taken advantage of. But they are all out-of-town students. If they don’t eat at school, they are not familiar with other local restaurants.
Zhang Yongsheng said with a smile: "Just bear with it. The school has just changed its supplier. It is impossible to change again. At least the taste and quality are still good now, but it is a bit ridiculously expensive."
Dong Qishan sighed: "When will Principal Du drive away these moths, our school will be in peace. Recently, even the price of the water room has been increased. It's really a mosquito that won't let go."
While the two were chatting, Zhang Yongsheng's cell phone rang. After answering, he said a few words, then asked Dong Qishan to practice by himself, and then went to Du Zhicheng's office. The official invitation letter from the Wushu Association came over, and some information needed to be provided. He had to go and help Du Zhicheng.
The next week was preparation time, especially the clothing issue, which took Zhang Yongsheng a lot of thought. The teachers all wear suits for formal occasions, and the students are all diverse. The school uniforms of No. 2 Middle School are very old, and it is impossible to use them when wearing them.
Later, he asked Liang Aiping for help and bought a batch of suit-style dresses specifically for attending the annual meeting. In order to be representative of No. 2 Middle School, he also hired an old tailor to embroider the school emblem and name of No. 2 Middle School on several sets of dresses, which looked fashionable and eye-catching.
The clothes are red on top and white on the bottom, Western-style lapels, and also paired with a blue tie. The shoes are pure white lightweight sneakers, which when paired with pants highlight a fresh and refreshing temperament. Zhang Yongsheng and others also pinned the school badge on their chests, giving people a very formal and grand feeling.
Looking at the students in uniforms in front of him, Du Zhicheng said happily: "Not bad, really good, that's what it looks like. If you wear old school uniforms, it's just ugly, and it doesn't fit well, so others can see it." They thought we were beggars seeking alms to win the autumn wind."
Yang Hongbo smiled and said: "This set of clothes is good, but it is not cheap. It costs more than 100 yuan per set. This is the cost price given by Mr. Liang, which is considered to support our school. The school emblem and name on it were sewed by someone at a hurry. It’s made, all the labor costs are confiscated from us.”
Du Zhicheng nodded and said, "It's good. It's not much more expensive than school uniforms at over 100 yuan. The old school uniforms were also ordered by the Education Bureau at 100 yuan per set. This one is only a few dozen yuan more expensive, and the quality is far behind."
Yang Hongbo couldn't say anything, so he could only say: "There is no way, the school uniforms are all decided by the higher authorities, and our school has no room for bargaining. If each school can decide on its own, I will definitely go to Mr. Liang."
Du Zhicheng looked at Zhu Mingsheng and said: "Old Zhu, you should take the initiative to bring up this kind of thing at the education bureau's logistics work meeting. Don't just act like a Bodhisattva in the meeting. We students have paid for it, but our clothes are still in tatters. What are you saying? .”
Zhu Mingsheng's face was full of embarrassment and he said aggrievedly: "Principal Du, it's not that I don't mention it, it's that the superiors don't let us mention it. That old school uniform is already the best among the candidates, and the ones that were not selected are even worse. .You didn’t see that those clothes were thrown into the garbage and no one picked them up.”
