“Pai Shitou Village has not had a single student for four or five years in a row.”
Zhou Xianglin said, "Among the villages under the jurisdiction of Shuiyun Town, only three villages have no students."
One is where you guys are taking pictures of the rocks, and the other two are Yaikou Village and Xiagou Village.
Zhou Xianglin seemed to be complaining about how difficult the enrollment work was: "The enrollment in these three villages is really too difficult. We don't know how many people we have visited and how many times we have talked to them about the importance of children's education, but the parents in these villages are all unmoved."
They don't let their children go to school at all, and some parents even say they have no money, but then turn around and spend the money on alcohol.
“We’ve almost given up on these three villages for the past few years, but we never expected that you would recruit 75 students as soon as you came back!”
Zhou Xianglin's voice carried a hint of exaggeration: "75 students, and we're filming in Stone Village!"
"The number of students you've recruited is almost half that of Shuiyun Town!"
Shuiyun Town is, after all, a town. No matter how poor it is, it's still richer than Paishitou Village in the mountains.
But even in a town with nearly 300 households, the number of students enrolled was only twice that of Paishitou.
If this gets out, no one in the education bureau will believe it.
Zhou Xianglin didn't really believe the data, but she didn't investigate it and had no evidence to refute it.
"Good luck, good luck!"
Lin Yifeng smiled and gave him a perfunctory reply, while Zhou Xianglin rolled her eyes at him.
Good luck?
If you say you're only recruiting one or two, or even two or three students, that's just good luck.
But if 75 students are admitted, then it's no longer a matter of luck.
Wang Xinguo, the director of the Education Bureau, is in his office on the third floor.
He was on the phone, and he was quite agitated.
When Zhou Xianglin knocked on the door and peeked in, Wang Xinguo waved his hand to tell her not to speak. The group had no choice but to wait outside. About three minutes later, Wang Xinguo cleared his throat and called them in.
"Chief!"
Zhou Xianglin strode up to Wang Xinguo, excitedly slammed her notebook on his desk, and exclaimed, "75 people, Director!"
"What, 75 people?"
Wang Xinguo looked at Zhou Xianglin, whose face was full of excitement, with a puzzled expression, and then looked at Lin Yifeng, his eyes suddenly narrowing.
Won't...
Could it be...?
"Stone Village is recruiting 75 students, Director!"
Zhou Xianglin was very excited, her voice high: "This is Teacher Lin's student recruitment notebook, Director, please take a look!"
"What did you say?"
"75 students to be enrolled? Filming in Stone Village?"
Wang Xinguo's expression was quite interesting. He glanced at Zhou Xianglin, who nodded vigorously, then looked at Lin Yifeng, who had a smile on his face and a calm expression.
So Wang Xinguo suddenly grabbed the notebook on the table and opened it to the first page.
The first page, the first line, clearly records a single line of text.
In the second semester of 1992, Paishitou Village enrolled a total of 75 students.
Are there really 75 people?
Wang Xinguo didn't believe it. He understood better than Zhou Xianglin, who always sat in the office in charge of personnel transfers, what it meant to recruit 75 people to Shitou Village.
That's one way to put it.
If Shitou Village can really enroll 75 students, Wang Xinguo might consider handing over the position of Director of the Education Bureau to Lin Yifeng.
because...
Lin Yifeng is definitely more suitable to be the bureau chief than him.
The first page of the notebook recorded the number of students admitted.
The second page records the number of students in each grade.
Wang Xinguo glanced at the list and learned that of the 75 students enrolled in Paishitou Village, most were in first grade, the fewest were in second grade, and the fewest were in third grade.
Paishitou Village does not admit fourth and fifth grade students.
Turning to the next page, densely packed text came into Wang Xinguo's view.
Starting from the third page, the notebook begins to record the students' names, ages, and the names of their parents.
The font is very small.
Densely packed.
But each line represents a student!
Wang Xinguo looked at it very carefully, even reading it word by word, as if he feared that the notebook in front of him was an illusion.
A single line of text contains a student's simple information.
Wang Xinguo read through the list line by line, recognizing many of the students' and parents' names.
However, he was quite familiar with the names of a few parents and students.
These are students who attended school for half a month, or even a month or two, before dropping out.
Line after line, Wang Xinguo was thrilled with each line he read. When he finished reading all the contents of the notebook, he closed it and exhaled a deep breath.
Immediately afterwards, he slammed the notebook on the table and looked at Lin Yifeng with a sincere expression.
"Ms. Kobayashi!"
"You should become the director of the Shuiyun Town Education Bureau!"
? ? ?
Lin Yifeng, who had always been calm and collected, showed a look of surprise for the first time. He looked at Wang Xinguo with the expression of an old man on the subway.
I'd be the director of the education bureau?
Are you kidding me?!
I'm a teacher who hasn't even taken office yet, and you want me to be the director of the education bureau?
"Ms. Kobayashi, I'm not joking!"
Wang Xinguo said with a serious face, "If I were to give you the position of bureau chief, you would definitely be better than me!"
Do you know what's going on with filming in Stone Village?
"The three most troublesome places in Shuiyun Town are also the three poorest villages in Shuiyun Town. Let alone recruiting 75 students from these places."
"Even recruiting two or three people is not easy."
Wang Xinguo earnestly asked Lin Yifeng, "Teacher Lin, how did you manage to recruit 75 students for Paishi Village?"
"Throw money at it!"
"kindness?"
Wang Xinguo was puzzled.
"Director, that's exactly what it sounds like."
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