Later, when the party ended, Deputy Mayor Zhang Yongchun left accompanied by Ma Weiguo. Zhang Yongchun commented, "Today's art festival exhibition and the unique evening performance touched me deeply. They not only showed us healthy and positive campus cultural activities, but also showed us the all-round development of students, which is the result of quality education... I have attended such activities in many schools. In my opinion, the level and creativity of No. 1 High School are outstanding, just like its name."
Everyone around him was very happy, and Zhang Yongchun's evaluation was very high. However, No. 1 High School never complained about this. No. 1 High School and the Conservatory of Music were the two most famous schools in Shanhai City, and they were also the windows of Shanhai Education to the outside world. Zhang Yongchun could not attach too much importance to them.
Zhang Yongchun said, "I came from Qiannan. My high school was Qiannan Wuchang Middle School, which is now renamed Qiannan No. 1 Middle School... We were all trained by the school and have a special feeling for the school, which is why I am willing to serve the education and cultural cause. Today's art festival activities at No. 1 High School made me feel like I was back in the old days... Principal Ma, Deputy Director Ma, I hope you can steer the No. 1 High School well, continue quality education, and train more outstanding talents!"
Ma Weiguo is not only the principal of No. 1 High School, but also the deputy director of the Municipal Education Bureau because of the special status of No. 1 High School. The key is that because of the continuous excellence of No. 1 High School, Ma Weiguo's reputation is also very prominent. Maybe when Ma Weiguo resigns from this position one day, he will be promoted to the next level. Zhang Yongchun can also follow this path.
Therefore, Zhang Yongchun actually does not have much airs of a deputy mayor in front of Ma Weiguo. For a practical and potential stock like Ma Weiguo, Zhang Yongchun treats him as an equal to himself from the bottom of his heart.
A female vice principal next to her pursed her lips and said, "Qiannan No. 1 Middle School is a good school. Deputy Mayor Zhang must have been a top student in the eyes of the teachers back then."
Zhang Yongchun seemed to recall the past and smiled, "I wasn't the top student. At that time, high school was still a two-year system, with fewer students, and everyone was the focus of the teacher's attention... You couldn't always choose C on the exam. Every test paper was precious. Sometimes I looked at the test paper printed with ink and wrote with pencil. I couldn't bear to make it dirty. It's not like the children nowadays. They can have as many test papers as they want. They are much happier."
The female vice-president laughed, "If the students heard what Mayor Zhang said, they would have different opinions. Their definition of happiness would probably be the opposite of yours."
The whole group laughed.
Zhang Yongchun said to Ma Weiguo, "Principal Ma, I will coordinate with the city government next year to implement the 'five major reforms' and improve the rights and interests of our teachers and the construction of the school, so that students can have a better environment."
Zhang Yongchun got in the car and left.
Ma Weiguo looked at his car. Zhang Yongchun had a typical scholarly air. This deputy mayor in charge of culture, sports and education was also transferred from outside. He was not ranked high in the city government sequence. It is estimated that he has not achieved his ambitions in recent years. It is not easy to open up the situation from here.
These days, everything needs money. Money is not everything, but if there is no investment, there will be no return. The little financial power Zhang Yongchun has is like a cook without rice.
Secondly, Ma Weiguo is a local who has worked his way up in Shanhai. He knows Shanhai’s inherent structure very well. Due to historical reasons, many patterns in Shanhai City have deep roots and fixed cakes. For example, Shanhai City has never spared any effort in energy, new city development, and investment attraction. However, education has always stagnated over the years. Seven years ago, a mayor vowed to reform the industrial structure, but in the end, the plan was abandoned.
Even Li Jingping might not be able to break it, and it would be difficult to resist this force. A city is like a person. To do something, it needs to divide its energy, and there will be redundancy and bloat. Even when there is corruption, scraping the bone to cure the poison may be too radical, and sometimes it is not possible. Given Li Jingping's position of being in charge, he can only try his best to guide his policy ambitions and achieve more practical results.
Looking at the direction where Zhang Yongchun left, Ma Weiguo felt a little emotional. Although he could see these things like some forward-looking people in Shanhai, he was still too far away from the level of stirring up the storm. However, even in Zhang Yongchun's position, he was constrained everywhere.
Some forces are difficult to resist.
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The final award judging session of the evening selected the winners of the festival’s painting, calligraphy, instrumental music, etc.
Most of these awards were won by the sophomores, but the freshmen still won a few awards, including one for Lin Chu and his band 57 Degrees, which is the "Most Inspirational Music Award."
Most Inspirational Music Award…
A song about socialism is good, it’s okay.
But how can it be inspiring if everyone chooses C
Many students were amused and confused about the fact that the 57 Degrees band won this award.
Maybe they were so excited while singing that when they received the awards, Lin Chu and his group were holding the certificates and waving in the direction of Qin Xizhen and Cheng Ran, indicating that the award belonged to everyone. Everyone at the scene was so excited that they all looked in the direction of Cheng Ran and the other person.
The party had just ended when many students rushed towards the two of them, but most of them were surrounding Qin Xizhen. "Teacher Qin, this is for you! Teacher Qin... Merry Christmas! Teacher Qin... The songs that your 57 Degrees band arranged are so great!"
"You are not allowed to call me Teacher Qin... Is it polite to call me Teacher Qin?" Qin Xizhen said angrily, and looked at Cheng Ran who was squeezed to the edge by a bunch of boys, and she blinked. What she meant was, don't you see that there are a lot of people here to meet, how popular I am, just go home.
Cheng Ran, who was squeezed at the edge, looked at Qin Xizhen who was surrounded by boys, smiled, turned around, picked up his schoolbag from under the table, and walked out.
As a result, there was a group of people waiting on the other side of the aisle.
Cheng Ran saw Chen Ruoting from his class, and a few girls named Wang Haiying and Zhao Qing from the next class. These were the ones he had seen in the corridors and knew their names, but they had never interacted with each other. When they saw him coming, some people couldn't help but move closer to Chen Ruoting, seeming a little nervous.
Chen Ruoting smiled generously and handed over the greeting card in her hand, "Cheng Ran, Merry Christmas! These are my friends, they want to meet you... Wang Haiying, this one is Zhao Qing..." When Chen Ruoting called out their names, they said happy holidays and presented gift boxes. One of them was actually a little doll, which seemed to be a long-planned plan.
The only thing Cheng Ran didn't want was the doll, and he understood it.
One of the girls said, "We really like the lyrics of the song that we all chose C. Can you copy a copy of the lyrics for us?" Then a group of people nodded.
Some people even hummed, "Even if you burn yourself for your dream, you don't want to breathe in mediocrity..."
"It's so well written! The song is so beautiful!"
"And Chen Jiani from the second year of high school also wants to..."
"This is not written by me... Never mind, come and get it during class tomorrow..." Cheng Ran waved his hand, holding a bunch of gift cards, small key chains, mixed with chocolates and the like, and smiled at everyone, "Thank you. But I didn't prepare..."
"No, no!" A group of girls ran away.
Cheng Ran stood there holding a bunch of things, thought for a while, shook his head and moved forward.
Finally, a man came over with a schoolbag. It was Xie Feibai.
Seeing Cheng Ran's weird expression, the guy laughed, "You didn't really choose C, did you? That song was very successful. Some people saw you hanging out with the band before, and thought you were not doing your job properly, and spread rumors... But now, no one knows what to say... I just came here and heard people say, 'You can write songs so well' and so on..."
After a moment.
Xie Feibai's expression changed a little. "What's wrong with your expression? Why are you so defensive...?"
"Fuck!... You didn't think I was here to give you a Christmas present?!... I want to hit someone!"