There was a teacher in his twenties sitting next to him, and when he spoke, he just turned his head in confusion.

In rural areas like Jeonju, you can still hear people speaking authentic Seoul dialect.

Therefore, after looking at each other, the teacher instantly regarded Lee Hyun-chul as a Seoul, and his expression and tone were much more polite.

"That's true, every quarter of the year in our school, and it's a tradition at the school. ”

Li Xianzhe nodded slightly, the school in order to encourage students to do more sports, especially in the hot summer.

In order to motivate the students who do not want to get out of the cool classroom because of the weather, these students have the motivation to exercise their cells, and events of this scale are held every once in a while.

Basically, students in each class sign up independently, and the school is also rare and generous for the category of prizes.

From the top three scholarships of 500,000, 300,000, and 100,000 won, to the lowest level.

As long as you sign up, you can get a school kit that will win a participation award, and all of them will stimulate the enthusiasm of students.

"500,000 yuan...."

Li Xianzhe nodded straight when he heard this, such an amount, if he was also among these people, he would also sign up.

Students of this age do not have a lot of pocket money, except for those boarders, most of them can carry a few thousand won.

"Such a method, if placed in a brokerage company, in order to mobilize trainees to practice hard, at the end of each month, reward the most outstanding people, the effect is absolutely obvious. ”

It's a pity that Li Xianzhe just thinks about such an idea.

If the appraisal company gives 1 million won to reward outstanding trainees every month, it will be 12 million in the year.

The brokerage company has never been a charitable organization, nor is it an educational institution for the purpose of sending talents, such as schools.

But this kind of idea is not something that no one has ever done, for example, the "Idol Games" on the TV station is a special case.

With exposure, many artists are willing to participate in such competitions, but the gold medal won as a result is not of much value, it is nothing more than a matter of honor.

Then again, in the past, if you wanted to get a scholarship, no matter what country you were in, at least among ordinary people, you would have no chance to get a scholarship without good grades and no nomination and recommendation from a teacher.

But this kind of sports meeting is different, but it provides opportunities for those students who do not have good grades to shine.

For students of this age, this money is already a lot of money.

They can use this to have a good meal, or buy themselves gifts, etc.

During this sigh, Jin Xiayan had already run back out of breath, her fleshy little face was wet, and a few strands of hair were stuck to it in front of her forehead.

"Oba, it's done. ”

"It's hard work, I'll give you pocket money when I go back, don't tell your sister. ”

As soon as she heard that there was pocket money, Jin Xiayan immediately laughed happily.

Lee Hyun-chul has always been very generous to him, and every pocket money he gave in the past was 1 million won.

In comparison, Kim Taeyeon's sister is undoubtedly much harsher on her.

It's just an errand, the little girl is used to it.

And Lee Hyun-cheol asked her to do good deeds, saying a thousand things and ten thousand, Kim Ha-yeon is a Jeonju after all, even if her alma mater is not here.

But it came out later, it was she who brought Li Xianzhe over, and then contributed to the next wave of things, how can you say that you don't have a little vanity at this age.

"Oba, are you really going to donate money to this school?"

Holding a large water bottle and drinking a few sips of water, the cold drove away the stuffiness in her heart, Jin Xiayan wiped her mouth and asked quietly.

"I just suddenly felt that when I came to the whole state, I could meet fans who supported me, maybe in their eyes, wearing such clothes and holding the peripherals was just to make more people pay attention to them.

Although it didn't mean much to the growth of my fame, it ...... Who made them my fans? Remembering that I, the incompetent Oba, really haven't done anything for them. ”

Li Xianzhe shrugged his shoulders, donating this kind act is an act of fame and fortune, but this time Li Xianzhe has a different approach.

The teacher next to him listened to the conversation between the two, and his face became more and more surprised.

In the end, the familiar aspect under the brim of Li Xianzhe's hat reminded her of a person.

On the other side, a vehicle carrying dozens of boxes of drinks drove into the school and drove all the way to the playground, directly alarming the school officials on the main stage.

"Principal, someone from a nearby supermarket sent 600 bottles of cold drinks, and asked our people to sign for it. ”

A school employee panted and ran onto the main stage, wiped the sweat from his face, and whispered in the ear of a middle-aged man in his fifties.

"600 bottles? We didn't order a drink? Did the other party say who paid for it?"

The principal, Yoon Hee-kyung, is a middle-aged man of fifty years old, wearing ordinary glasses, and he is tilting his head sideways.

Hearing a name from the man's mouth, he frowned slightly.

"Li Xianzhe?

It's normal for older people not to pay much attention to showbiz things, especially people of this status.

"Principal, Lee Hyun-chul is the chairman of an entertainment company in Seoul, and he has great influence and reputation in Seoul~"

Inexplicably, a guest suddenly came to his school, which made the school a little dignified, and the level of identity determined the attitude of the other party.

"Let's check where Chairman Lee is? Don't affect the normal progress of the sports meeting. ”

The unusual movement on the podium did not attract much attention from the audience.

Especially at this time, a referee walked into a specific area of the playground track with a flare gun in his hand.

"Smack......

Thick smoke and noise rushed into the sky, and the enthusiasm of the audience was completely mobilized in an instant.

"Huang Yizhi fighting! Huang Yizhi fighting!"

Ki Hee-hyun, on the edge of the lower edge of the audience, led Lee Hyun-cheol's fans in the Jeonju area to raise the red banner in their hands in unison to support the running figure.

More than 100 people, although it will not overshadow the shouts of thousands of people in the entire audience, it can be regarded as a beautiful scenery.

Before the results of the game came out, Huang Yizhi suddenly became a celebrity, and many locals who came in from outside to watch suddenly had a question.

Who is this girl named Huang Yizhi?

There were exclamations of surprise from the direction of the track on the playground.

Following the source of the voice, an agile figure flashed through Li Xianzhe's pupils.

Whether a person runs regularly or not can be seen from his posture.

Some people will put their hands into fists on both sides of their waist when running, and their feet will be very rhythmic when they run.

Others are frantically shaking their hands, believing only in a rule of 'rushing forward desperately' and 'just going fast'.

Standing in Li Xianzhe's line of sight, he could only see that when the girl was running, the ponytail behind her head was swaying from side to side like a direction indicator.

Under the scorching sun, such weather, the dazzling sunlight will have a great impact on vision.

If you are not careful, you will get off your track, and you may fall if you are not careful.