Naming a road, a mountain or a star after a person should be the best commemoration and respect for that person.

When Lin Ping saw this road, his heart was mixed, he felt that he was not worthy of this road, but he really hoped to become this road.

Become this road, so that the people of Kushan can better get rid of poverty and become rich;

It becomes this road, so that the children of Chungkook Hope School can step on themselves out of the mountains and into the distance.

This road makes Lin Ping deserve it, others don't know, but he himself clearly knows that he is selfish, everything he does is not selfless dedication, there is no selflessness, it is to achieve his own career through the development of Kushan at the same time, to complete the goals given by the system, so as to achieve a win-win situation.

Teaching is a sacred profession, which means inheritance, transmission and cultivation, but Lin Ping himself believes that there is still "investment", and it is precisely because of "investment" that Lin Ping is more attentive to his students than anyone else.

"Change it, I don't deserve this path. Lin Ping smiled and said to everyone.

"You can't change it, you can't change it. Wang Xinming said resolutely, "The name of this road has finally been decided, and it has been recorded, but it is not something that can be changed." ”

Lin Ping pondered for a while, then didn't say anything, and went around to the back of the road construction monument, which was engraved with the funders and construction process of the road.

Walking on this new road, Lin Ping and everyone's hearts are very happy, and they feel much more comfortable and down-to-earth under their feet.

It turned out that because the road was being repaired, Wang Xinming's truck could not drive in, and Zhongguo Hope School had to organize the mountain people to walk dozens of miles to send the mountain out of the mountain and to the truck parked in the town.

There is still a section of road under construction in the middle, and the asphalt has not dried, so everyone can only take a detour through the rugged path next to it.

After walking for more than two hours, everyone finally returned to Zhongguo Hope School, where Ma Zhongguo and Feng Chunxiu had been waiting for a long time.

After eating, after talking about the old days, they began to talk about business.

As the person in charge and the head principal of Zhongguo Hope School, although Lin Ping handed over the road repair to Wang Xinming and them, and Lin Ping trusted them very much, the accounts still had to be passed.

Lin Ping called the school's accountant Li Xinli, and then sat down with Wang Xinming, Zhang Zhao, Zhao Zhongyi and others to check the expenditure accounts. The money for building the road was from Zhongguo Hope School, but this was actually the hard-earned money of the old folks in Kushan, so there was no room for sloppiness.

In the process of checking, Lin Ping found something unusual, there are 200,000 funds remarked for management expenses, the whereabouts are not clear, from the perspective of accounting records is quite non-standardized, professional accounting major Li Xinli should not make such a mistake.

Moreover, a loyal hope school, building a road, why can it use 200,000 yuan in management costs?

Lin Ping looked at everyone, and then pointed to the 200,000 "management fee" and asked Li Xinli: "I don't really understand this, what does this management fee mean?"

Li Xinli hesitated and did not answer, but looked at Wang Xingming and Zhang Zhao, or Wang Xinming smiled and said, "We know that President Lin will ask this question if you check the accounts, this matter ......"

Wang Xinming looked at the others and said, "This, this management fee is the management fee, let's talk about this separately......"

At this time, Zhang Yipeng's father, Zhang Zhao, opened his mouth and said: "Principal Lin, let me tell you about this matter alone, I spent this money ......."

Wang Xinming hurriedly retorted and said: "Brother Zhang, how can you call it a flower? You are not for our Kushan flower......

"Forget it, forget it, don't talk about it yet, we'll talk about it later. Zhang Zhao shook his hand and motioned to Wang Xinming not to say more.

Looking at the appearance of several of them, Lin Ping said with a smile: "Okay, I'll look at the accounts and basically do no problem, so everyone will disperse, I'll talk to Uncle Zhang and Brother Xinming." ”

So, everyone went out, Li Xinli was also interested in leaving, Lin Ping wanted to call Li Xinli: "Li Xinli, you ......"

At this time, Wang Xinming pulled Lin Ping, made a look, and then said to Li Xinli with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, Teacher Li, you go and get busy first, and I'll call you if you have something." ”

As a result, there were only three people left in the classroom: Lin Ping, Zhang Zhao and Wang Xinming.

Wang Xinming took out a box of cigarettes, handed one to Zhang Zhao, and then lit one himself, and the two of them smoked with Lin Ping in a horn.

Lin Ping looked at the two of them and asked indifferently: "Uncle Zhang, Brother Xinming, let's talk about it, what's the matter with the management fee of 200,000 yuan?"

Zhang Zhao and Wang Xinming glanced at each other while smoking cigarettes, and then Zhang Zhao said: "Principal Lin, you are still young, just like my family Yi Peng, young people, always full of idealism, this 200,000 yuan is my use, the activity funds, gave some gifts, invited some guests to eat, Principal Lin is a smart person, I won't say more." ”

Zhang Zhao said with a helpless and mature smile.

Zhang Zhao's words were over, but Lin Ping had already understood very clearly, Lin Ping hesitated for a moment and frowned and asked, "Does this 200,000 have to be spent?"

Zhang Zhao put the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, then looked at Lin Ping with a smile and said, "This 200,000 yuan has cost us nearly one million less on the road of Kushan, what do you say?"

Listening to Zhang Zhao's words, Lin Ping's heart was shocked, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and then looked at Zhang Zhao with a smile on his face. Zhang Zhao's smile has a sense of scheming, but it also reveals a feeling of weathering and bitterness and helplessness.

Zhang Zhao, who has been in shopping malls and officialdom for a long time, what he knows, what he knows, and what he can use is far from being comparable to the young Lin Ping.

Zhang Zhao lit another cigarette and continued with a smile: "There are no 200,000, and the road is not built so fast, nor is it so good......"

Zhang Zhao's tone seemed to be telling a very ordinary thing, and the tone seemed to be telling Lin Ping: Lin Ping, this is the sophistication of human feelings.

The classroom fell silent, the three of them didn't say a word, Zhang Zhao and Wang Xinming were silently smoking cigarettes, while Lin Ping fell into contradiction and tangled contemplation.

At this time, Wang Xinming suddenly said with a lot of words: "If it weren't for Brother Zhang's activities, our road would not have been agreed to be called Lin Pinglu's ......."

After listening to Wang Xinming's words, Lin Ping looked at him in surprise.

Wang Xinming seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and explained nervously: "Originally, the town asked for Kushan Road, and it took a while to approve ......the report."

Zhang Zhao hurriedly said at this time: "Okay, what are you doing with these things, don't worry too much about the 200,000 yuan, just deduct it from the part I donated." ”

The classroom fell silent again.