Chapter 281: Give Up

The day before the winter solstice, the list of applications for grants from colleges and universities in the magic capital came out, and nearly half of the applications of foreign Chinese colleges were approved.

As an honorary professor at Stanford University, Mishil surprised Fu Zhengyi with his work efficiency.

Because Professor Mihir is nearly seventy years old, it only took her three volunteers four days to select 2,400 from more than 7,000 applications and prepare for the distribution of bursaries according to five levels.

Fu Zhengyi, who learned that he could go to collect the list, went to the office of the charity association, because he did not know the specific distribution criteria, so he selected more than a dozen application forms for comparison, and found that nearly eighty percent of the approved grants were one or two levels lower than the applicant's own wishes, and there were even students who applied for first-class grants who were only approved to give the lowest grants.

Seeing that Fu Zhengyi was very confused, Professor Mihir, who looked tired, came over and said with a smile. "The basis of the grant approval is to enable these poor students to complete their studies better, rather than allowing them to rely entirely on the grant to complete college!"

Knowing that the list had been reviewed by Professor Michiel, Fu Zhengyi asked. "And what's the measure?"

He handed over a paper clip that was placed on the table, and Professor Mihir motioned for him to read it first.

The information in the folder is the price list of the canteens of 21 universities, and on the back of the table is the statistics of the weekly food expenses.

"Some students can't even afford to pay their tuition, but some students just have a hard time, so the principle of granting bursaries is to ensure their physical development and growth. But they don't deliberately encourage these students to become pure nerds! they still need to go out and get out in the society, so that when they graduate, they can have a richer social experience. Find a job that suits you better!"

After pondering carefully, Fu Zhengyi understood after a while. That is to say. The grants are only given to ensure their basic livelihood, but they must also take the initiative to participate in social activities during their university years, right?"

"Yes, unless it is a student who only goes to engage in basic and theoretical research after graduation, this way is more suitable for their growth, and the bursary should not make students lazy, but should be a source of motivation for them to continue to work hard!"

Fu Zhengyi, who stood up and bowed solemnly to Professor Mihil, was convinced. "Philanthropy still has such profound knowledge in practice, and it has been taught!"

"I remember that you also have a saying in the East that says, 'Saving the emergency is not helping the poor'. The basis of philanthropy comes from the same way, which is not an unprincipled charity, but a kind of help, which plays the role of helping the elderly and orphans, and helping the poor, but it must not encourage laziness and greed......"

Fu Zhengyi, who returned to the school with the list of grants from the College of Foreign Chinese, asked Xi Mengmeng and other members of the student union to split the list according to the requirements of the charity association, he stood by the window alone and looked at the gloomy sky, and hesitated for a long time before calling Professor Mihir again, asking to revoke the title of special representative in the name of the charity association.

Hesitated for a moment. Professor Michiel asked. "Fu, don't you think you can't take on such an obligation?"

Although Fu Zhengyi was reluctant to admit his flaws, he finally explained. "At the moment I am not strong enough to do this kind of screening because I am more emotional. So don't hang such a glorious title and pretend to be a representative of the Charity Association!"

You're being too yourself, even though the charity needs to do more than just give out the money. But as long as you have a charitable heart, it doesn't matter if you do it well or not, whether it is appropriate or not. It won't make much difference if you insist on removing the representative's status. I will do my best to send a letter to the School of Foreign Chinese, but this may bring you negative influence and misunderstanding, so I suggest that you should think again, the identity of this representative belongs to the Charity Association, it is just an honor, it does not mean that you need to take on some kind of responsibility!"

"Let's revoke it, I will still do what needs to be done, but the title of this representative is too dazzling, especially when the bursary is about to be awarded, I don't want to be the target of thanks! I just hope that my four years of college can spend the ...... quietly"

Knowing that Fu Zhengyi had made up his mind, Professor Mihir was a little helpless, but finally decided to respect his decision and said that he would send a fax to the School of Foreign Chinese early tomorrow morning.

There are more than ten colleges in the Foreign Chinese Academy, and Xi Mengmeng, who has compiled the list of charity associations, heard what he said, so he asked Fu Zhengyi in surprise why he did this

"I may apply to withdraw from the student union next semester, don't you think the title of representative is too dazzling for an ordinary student?"

Because of the reason for receiving the application form, Xi Mengmeng, who has also noticed some changes for more than a week, frowned, and thought seriously for a moment before speaking. "Fu Zhengyi, although some classmates have come to inquire about the approval of the application these days, which I also feel a little annoying and embarrassing, but as a bridge between the charity association and the applicant, I feel that what I am doing is meaningful, so I don't agree with your point of view, I feel that you are shirking responsibility!"

Xi Mengmeng, whose nose was wrinkled, had a serious face, which made Fu Zhengyi feel that his expression was very interesting, so he smiled. "Maybe you're right. But I just want to spend these four years of university life quietly, so if you want, I will talk to Professor Michiel and strive to become the student representative of the Chinese Language School of the Charity Association, how about it?"

"That's naturally good, I can't wait to win the title of representative, not only to help those applicants, but also to get in touch with the charity association, to understand the way and principles of its operation, to contact the representatives of other colleges and universities, the social circle can be expanded, the ability can also be improved, there is no harm!"

Xi Mengmeng, who expressed her views with her head held high, was a little surprised by Fu Zhengyi, so she called Professor Mihir and asked what kind of procedures were required for someone willing to serve as such a resident representative?

"Let her come to me directly, as long as she is willing to give energy and time to charity, any charity will welcome volunteers!"

Xi Mengmeng, who learned that Professor Mihir had requested, couldn't believe that it would be so simple, and strongly demanded that Fu Zhengyi take her with her tomorrow.

"Please, the day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and I have a lot of things to do tomorrow, if you believe it, you can believe it, and if you don't believe it, pull it down!"

Seeing that Fu Zhengyi was feigned anger, Xi Mengmeng, who was laughing, gave up, but he heard that he was about to leave the school when he went back to the dormitory to get something, but he said strangely. "Hey, tonight's formal rehearsal starts at seven o'clock, aren't you going to see it?"

"Is it the Christmas Eve party you set up?"

Seeing that Fu Zhengyi really forgot about this, Xi Mengmeng was a little annoyed. "Of course, the official performance will be the night after tomorrow, so the students from the Dance Academy and the Conservatory of Music will come over this afternoon to start rehearsals, and there are not too many people who want to see it......!

Xi Mengmeng, who chattered endlessly, followed her all the way to the boys' dormitory, but if she didn't look at it, she didn't give her face, she didn't respect the fruits of her labor, she didn't support the work of the Literature and Art Department of the Student Union, and she had opinions about herself!

Brain Ren was hurt by her, and saw that Xi Mengmeng actually chased her into the dormitory, so she had to lose, saying that she would arrive on time, which made Xi Mengmeng turn her anger into joy and leave.

Wang Jian, who was about to go to the cafeteria, was full of incredulity. Do you know how much the rehearsal of the sorority party is worth looking forward to?

I'm going to leave for Los Angeles tomorrow afternoon, and Fu Zhengyi planned to go back to the dormitory to get things after dealing with things, and go back to the apartment in Hongkou Garden in the evening, so he said helplessly. "If you're willing to go, I'll give you a spot!"

As soon as he heard this, Wang Jian was even more angry. "You kid is cheap and good! The audience of the rehearsal can only be put in if they are agreed, even if you kid wants to slip away, take us in first and then slip away!"

You Yong, who had just walked to the door with a rice bowl, turned his face and said. "It has nothing to do with me, I'm going to find Shi Xiang after dinner......"

"There's the opposite sex, there's no humanity!

Wang Jian, who yelled, ran over and grabbed Fu Zhengyi's shoulders and licked his face and begged. "Justice, do me a favor......"

After looking at the time, seeing that the time had passed six o'clock in the evening, and he went back to the apartment to rest alone, Fu Zhengyi agreed, and the three of them went to the cafeteria to eat together, so he threw the lunch box to You Yong, who was going back to the dormitory to change clothes, and took Wang Jian to the small hall.

When he bypassed the teaching building and saw the small auditorium, and saw the students gathered in front of the small hall and outside the window, Fu Zhengyi looked straight!

It's dense, and it's almost all boys!

A group of people blocking the door were arguing with the student council members guarding the door, and those who were leaning on the edge of the window and peeking their heads inside, one by one, were silent and excited!

Seeing Fu Zhengyi's puzzled face, Wang Jian pointed to the boys who were hanging by the window and smiled. "See, got the news, the students of the Dance Academy and the Conservatory of Music are going to rehearse tonight, and it will be like doping since the afternoon, and I heard that they skipped class at four o'clock in the afternoon and came to watch......" (To be continued.) )