Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Zhao Dannian and Feng Yun returned to Xibao Town as soon as possible. Although the straight-line distance is not far, the two of them ran on the road for a whole day, and only arrived after three transfers.

When he got to the place, Feng Yun insisted on going to school regardless of the journey.

Zhao Dannian had no choice but to go up the mountain with Feng Yun.

When they arrived at the passenger station, it was already dinner time. The two hurriedly climbed up the mountain. It was already sunset, and the low campus slowly escaped into the darkness, like a big mouth. Behemoth.

"Come to my place to rest first. There is only one bed, so don't dislike it." Zhao Dannian has a bedroom in the school.

Feng Yun nodded: "I'm the one who is in a hurry, I have laid the floor, it is summer anyway."

"I'm a guest here, I can't let you hit the floor... It's so bright..." Zhao Dannian was bright in front of them, and they turned on the lights in the classrooms facing them.

However, unlike the dim lights that Zhao Dannian is familiar with, there are several headlights in these classrooms.

"Your conditions are pretty good." Feng Yun counted, and said as he walked: "Six headlights in a classroom, do you need it?"

"No need, and I can't afford the electricity bill." Zhao Dannian rushed into the school angrily.

Feng Yun quickly followed behind.

"Boom!"

Zhao Dannian pushed open the wooden door of the classroom with such a powerful force that he did not seem to be an old guy about to retire.

"You are really willing."

I saw the two original lamps in the classroom, and two yellow lamps were hung on the walls on both sides, radiating light and heat under the huge lampshade.

The parallel tables and chairs are also surrounded in a circle. There is a student sitting in every other position. There are always more than a dozen people holding stylus pens and making copies on wax paper.

Excess tables and benches were piled up behind, while several people were operating the mimeograph machine separately to print out a large number of test papers.

As a rough estimate, the six headlights need less watts. In other words, one hour is more than half a kilowatt-hour shop, and 4 classrooms are 2 kilowatt-hours of electricity.

Zhao Dannian was so distressed that he couldn't stand still, and trembling fingers pointed at the students in the classroom: "You babe sells Yetian, I have worked so hard to ask for funds everywhere. How are you, lighting so many lights at once? It's all blind people. ?"

"The characters engraved on the wax board are smaller than normal, and I can't see clearly with the previous chandelier, so Brother Rui let the headlight be installed." Huang Ren was helping out in this classroom and quickly explained.

"Who is Brother Rui?" Zhao Dannian was fierce, waiting for Thunder Fury to have a direction to release.

Huang Ren said cautiously: "It's Yang Rui. Because he taught us how to solve problems, everyone is called Brother Rui..."

The actual situation is of course not that simple, but Huang Ren thinks that so much is enough.

Feng Yun heard Yang Rui's name as if he had been scalded by a soldering iron. He came out in a big step and asked, "Yang Rui, which Yang Rui?"

Huang Ren was dumbfounded by the question, and said for a while: "It's Yang Rui from the cram school."

"Mu Yiyang, Tie Duirui?" Feng Yun was afraid of making a mistake again, and asked very carefully.

Huang Ren gestured in his hand before saying "yes".

Feng Yun immediately asked: "How did he teach you to solve problems?"

"Just if you have any questions, you can ask him..."

"Did he solve it well?"

"Of course it's fine." Huang Ren gave an extremely affirmative answer.

Zhao Dannian's attention was also drawn at this time, and temporarily letting go of other students, turning around and asking, "Is there any question he can't answer?"

"Of course not." Huang Ren said seriously: "The questions are all written by him, so why can't I not answer them."

"Is this the paper?" Feng Yun took out the paper that the principal gave him from the leatherette briefcase.

Huang Ren took a look and confirmed: "Yes."

"Be careful." Zhao Dannian roared.

Huang Ren is a lean young man with a lean body, a lean face, and lean hands. He belongs to the type of extremely lean meat person. When he was frightened by the principal, he shrank up, picked up the paper while looking at it, and said cowardly: "Because I have seen a lot of this paper, I can recognize it."

"Seeing a lot?" Feng Yun was very strange.

Huang Ren was stunned, lowered his head and dared not speak.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Dannian also asked.

He is the principal, and Huang Ren suddenly became embarrassed. It would be no if he didn't answer, nor would he answer.

Fortunately, Yang Rui, who heard the news, came in from outside.

He heard the question from the two of them, and took the initiative: "Because we have printed a lot of sets of this paper, we all know the appearance, and the graphics inside are confirmed by a glance."

Knowing what the two of them were asking, he pointed to the round table and said, "For the purpose of work-study, we printed out a little more papers we used to give to those in need, so as to save a little learning cost."

Feng Yun was so mature that he could penetrate Yang Rui's simple rhetoric without thinking, and asked, "Are you selling papers?"

"For those in need, change some paper and ink." Yang Rui didn't admit it if he could not admit it, and said seriously: "There are many students in the school who are in bad family conditions, and it is difficult to buy papers and school supplies. The annual tuition and miscellaneous fees, as well as the living expenses in the school are a large expenditure. We want to save as much money as possible so that more students can reduce the burden until they can study without burden."

Zhao Dannian remained unmoved and asked, "You bought these lights too?"

"It's a public expense." Yang Rui glanced at Feng Yun and explained specifically: "I haven't taken a penny, and the expenses are discussed by everyone. The purchase of lamps is decided by everyone at a meeting, and the electricity bill has been advanced. The minutes of the meeting have everyone’s signatures and complete accounts."

Yang Rui plans to hold a budget meeting once a week to determine all expenditures for the next week. Only the budget meeting has meeting minutes, and the time is short, often only five minutes. Most of the projects were determined by Yang Rui.

Such an answer was absolutely beyond their expectations. Feng Yun couldn't help but asked, "How many papers did you sell?"

"Every day." When Shi Gui started to travel to surrounding counties and towns, the total number of demands also increased.

Feng Yun was taken aback by this number: "How come there are so many?"

Yang Rui opened his hand, he didn't need to answer this question.

Zhao Dannian even asked, "How much did you sell?"

Yang Rui was still hesitating, Feng Yun coughed vigorously, and said: "We will talk later, Yang Rui, come over, I have something to ask you."

He deliberately interrupted Zhao Dannian's question so as not to shock the world with the numbers Yang Rui said.

Feng Yun didn't know how much Yang Rui's test papers sold, but the set itself was a big number. If he knew the sales again, it would not be conducive to the exchanges between him and Yang Rui.

This is what Yang Ruile said. After all, the profit of the papers is really quite a lot, about RMB yuan a day. Excluding some holidays that are not suitable for sales, there is a diversified profit surplus in a month.

This is a lot of money.

However, the money is also based on the cheap labor of part-time students. If com follows the wages and benefits of ordinary workers, it is estimated that it will still owe it.

Zhao Dannian is still thinking, Feng Yun has already asked questions about the test papers and newspapers and periodicals.

"The Middle School Student Herald" is a provincial-level journal. When the core journals have not yet been flooded and the list of overseas papers is still very difficult, this is almost the most academic journal that non-professional researchers can contact. There is no one in the education system of this city. such a man.

Yang Rui had expected him to fight against him and quickly let the other party understand the basic structure of the Ruixue group. As for more content, Feng Yun had no way of understanding.

"I have a few papers here, can you do it?" Because Yang Rui was young, Feng Yun decided to test it out.

At the same time, he also gave Zhao Dannian the more prepared papers and asked him to find a few people to take the exam simultaneously for comparison.

Yang Rui thought about it for a moment, and acquiesced.

The crowd was not what he wanted, at any level, it was the same.

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