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Chapter 197 Teaching and educating people is good, but.
Lao Liu is extremely serious when it comes to handling the scholarship issue.

The results were read out almost word for word, and then the Discipline Inspection Commission posted the list for public display.

As for privacy, I don't care about that.

Jiang Nian wasn’t very familiar with the people in the class, so he didn’t pay much attention to them.

Li Hua, on the other hand, listened with great interest, especially when he heard some names. The expression on his face was even more intriguing, and he kept muttering to himself.

Jiang Nian was a little curious and gave him an elbow.

"What are you doing?"

"Do you know that guy?" Li Hua whispered, "He got a scholarship last semester, and then he bought a few pairs of shoes for five or six hundred yuan. Now he's applying again."

Jiang Nian was not familiar with that person and shook his head.

"No."

"Damn it, if I had known earlier I would have applied for it too." Li Hua gritted his teeth, obviously just saying it in anger.

A phone call to his father's workplace revealed everything. Li Hua's family is a typical county civil servant family, with no illness or disaster. Why are you applying for poverty assistance?

Jiang Nian doesn't care. This kind of situation will indeed happen if the review is not strict.

But as long as the money reaches the people who really need it, it's fine. Unfair situations occasionally happen. If you really can't stand it, just report it.

However, the number of places in the third class of the Olympic Games is relatively large, so there is no situation where the really poor students are squeezed out of the places. It is just that other classes with more poor students and fewer quotas are suffering.

Huang Cailang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his name.

As for the situation of others, he actually doesn't care too much.

Zeng You lowered his head and read a book. When the head teacher came, he couldn't be so arrogant as to read the novel on his mobile phone.

We have to give Lao Liu some face, so as to avoid falling into his hands one day.

His family background is not actually that good, but he can actually get in as long as he applies.

But there is a rule for applying for poverty subsidies, that is, you must go to the podium to explain the situation. That means complaining in front of the class, which he felt was too embarrassing.

Telling the whole class how difficult your family situation is for the sake of one thousand dollars is like exposing your scars nakedly in front of your classmates who you spend every day with.

He thought he couldn't do such a thing.

After all, the poverty subsidy is only more than a thousand yuan in total, and you can earn a thousand yuan by working for a few days during the summer vacation.

Thinking of this, Zeng You couldn't help but look at Huang Fang.

I never thought that the girl in my group was actually an abandoned baby. She was abandoned by her parents at birth and was picked up and raised by her current adoptive parents.

Her adoptive parents were nearly fifty years old when they picked up Huang Fang. When she grew up, they were already gray-haired and almost unable to work.

What’s even worse is that Huang Fang’s father has been bedridden since he fell at a construction site.

Zeng You withdrew his gaze and rubbed his hair. He had never heard Huang Fang say this before.

Maybe it's because the school used to apply for poor students, and you only need to go to the class teacher's office. I don't know when it started, but it was changed to open in class.

Yu Tongjie was a little anxious. It had been a day or two, but there was still no movement from that person.

Damn, you took the money but didn’t do the job, right?
If he was in the original class, he would have rushed to Hu Nianzhong, dragged him out of the classroom, and asked him sternly why he broke his promise.

But now it is the third class of the Olympic Games, and the level is different. He watched Lao Liu leave after arranging the list of poor students, and couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Son of a bitch, and he was selected for poverty scholarship?

I've already given you financial aid for your studies, and you're still fucking poor!
Suddenly, he saw Hu Nianzhong stand up from his seat and run out of the classroom, apparently to catch up with the head teacher.

Yu Tongjie's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Okay, I was wrong about you."

in the corridor.

Old Liu turned around when he heard the footsteps behind him.

"Hu Nianzhong, are you okay?"

His eyes softened as he looked at this student who had good grades.

He basically knows who is poor and who is not in the class.

There are young masters, young ladies from Nanjiang Bay, and students who cannot afford the tuition.

The rich are truly rich, and the poor students’ families are truly poor.

For example, the student Hu Nianzhong in front of me has two patients at home. He has been living on various government subsidies, and every time he pays the tuition, he has to delay for a while.

In this regard, Lao Liu will help whenever he can.

Other teachers are afraid of trouble, but he is not.

When the class fee was due, he would also help a few students from poor families pay in advance. The fee was not much, less than a hundred yuan.

To be honest, he doesn't care about the teacher's salary, let alone the class fee. Even if students ask him to borrow money, he doesn't care, all he cares about is progress.

Although there is nothing wrong with teaching and educating people, if I can participate in administrative work, I believe that my future will be more promising.

"It's okay, teacher. I have a stomachache and need to go to the bathroom." Hu Nianzhong covered his stomach, feeling a little embarrassed.

I had lunch in the cafeteria in the afternoon, and now I feel a little bit unwell.

"Well, go ahead." Old Liu nodded.

Hu Nianzhong responded awkwardly and was about to rush to the toilet.

But he didn't expect to be stopped by Lao Liu again.

"and many more!"

"Ah?" Hu Nianzhong stopped in his tracks and looked back at Lao Liu. "Teacher, what's wrong?"

In the corridor, Lao Liu thought for a moment and spoke.

"It's the season change from fall to winter recently. If you keep having diarrhea, go see a doctor. Just ask me for a sick note. Your health is important. I can lend you some money first."

"No need, teacher." Hu Nianzhong shook his head.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will ask you to pay you back?" Lao Liu made a rare joke and patted Hu Nianzhong on the shoulder. "You can pay me back when you get a job in the future."

If this chapter is not written well, it will become personal opinion. If you are not sure, just write it in a plain style.

Originally connected to the previous one. After thinking about it, the character transition is too long. Simply split it into two chapters for selective subscription. High-level V should only need five points to read it.

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