Chapter 135
Jiang You took a nap and then rushed to the meeting point after waking up.
In the morning, I got a basic understanding of Blue Ocean School, and in the afternoon, I went to sit in on the teachers' classes to learn.
Teacher Li Shui, who was in charge of receiving the students, said: "The students in these classes mainly apply to foreign universities after graduation and do not take the national college entrance examination, so there are not many requirements for their grades."
Why not just send them to an international school and study the LB, AP, A-level, and other international curriculum systems? Maybe the parents don't have any expectations for their children and just want them to coast through the school year, or maybe they want their children to experience the Chinese education system. In short, the thoughts of the wealthy are something the general public can never guess.
The arrival of Jiang You and his group was like a hungry wolf eyeing meat, its eyes gleaming with greed.
Some people took leave due to pregnancy, some returned to their hometowns to develop their careers, and some successfully landed jobs.
The departures and resignations were all so sudden. Moreover, the two principals of LanHai School and Tengzhong University had a shady financial relationship, so it's impossible for them to let the spots slip away.
After much deliberation, I decided to have a renowned teacher from the school teach for a year.
The teachers are all graduates of top universities at home and abroad, and they have their own pride and ambition. The reputation and prestige of a teacher who produces a famous student will rise accordingly, further solidifying their position in the education field.
Moreover, outstanding students will venture into various fields and become industry elites. By establishing deep teacher-student relationships, they will naturally build a broad network of connections for themselves.
These student resources could become key factors in helping them advance their careers in the future, whether through academic exchanges or project collaborations.
So having them teach students who are just coasting along is the same as coasting along themselves.
Although the rich kids themselves are a resource, the tuition alone for this school is 138,300 yuan a month, not including other miscellaneous expenses. Aren't they all rich kids?
In short, when Jiang You and her group arrived, the teachers, who were graduates of prestigious universities, not only did not discriminate based on their academic qualifications, but even went so far as to fawn over them.
After sitting in on the class for an afternoon, at the end, the teacher in charge, Li Shui, brought over a list.
"For the next two days, you will be with your respective teachers, who will be your guides."
The six people immediately surrounded him. Deng Huan took the list and looked at it, while Jiang You stood on the outside and couldn't see it.
As they were talking, Deng Huan suddenly looked over and exclaimed in surprise, "Jiang You, is that Xiang Peiqing with you?"
Jiang You's mind went blank for a few seconds before he remembered that Xiang Peiqing was the handsome male teacher he had met that morning.
At this moment, the reception teacher, Li Shui, had a somewhat subtle expression. Xiang Peiqing had always been someone who hated trouble. Even if the school forced a task on him, wouldn't he easily refuse it given his background?
Abnormal, extremely abnormal, no, utterly abnormal.
Deng Huan and the others, who didn't know Xiang Peiqing, thought it was a coincidence, well, a very coincidence.
Is it a coincidence? Let's rewind three hours.
After leaving the cafeteria, Xiang Peiqing headed straight for the administrative office in Building B of the West Wing with a grim expression, startling the principal who was inside discussing matters with someone.
"Oh, the principal is here too?" Xiang Peiqing entered with a smile on his lips, lazily sitting on the sofa to the side, displaying a gentle demeanor, yet revealing his unbridled arrogance to the fullest.
"Pei Qing, what's the matter?" the principal asked.
Xiang Peiqing: "I won't look for you," then looked at another person, "Has the teacher who arranged for the Tengzhong students been confirmed?"
After briefly explaining his purpose, the principal frowned: "Pei Qing, since you have the time, it means you've overcome the hurdle. Go back and do your research."
Xiang Peiqing didn't speak, but looked at the principal with a smile in her eyes.
A figure steeped in wealth always carries a certain natural arrogance. Even if he pretends, he will still reveal a superior attitude and be flamboyant in any situation without any restraint or scruples.
The principal felt uneasy under her gaze and muttered, "I was just mentioning it. Anyway, I'm working for you, so of course you can do whatever you want."
Blue Ocean School is not a public school, but a private institution rooted in the Xiang family group's strong capital and educational ideals.
That's the surface explanation. The real reason is quite simple and straightforward: when the young master was born, the Xiang family was afraid he would suffer, so they built the Blue Ocean School for him.
They spoil her to an extreme.
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