Chapter 70: The Spring Bamboo Shoot Project

The most annoying thing for Chinese students is Monday, because the national flag is raised on Monday, which means getting up earlier, and there are a few young people who don't like to lie in bed, especially this group of young people who are seriously sleep-deprived. However, everyone in Class 9 is very happy today, and according to tradition, the school usually awards awards to the winning class on the first Monday after the finals, so Class 9 is not unexcited today.

The principal stood on the rostrum and announced the list of winners, starting from the top eight to the championship, when the principal read out that class nine was the champion, everyone in class nine boiled, especially a few people from the team, surrounded by everyone. But before it was over, the principal pressed down with both hands, signaling the excited Class 9 to calm down, and he read out loudly: The MVP winner of this championship, Dawn.

This is not only the ninth class burned, almost the entire school burst into applause, the last goal of dawn, captured the hearts of all the fans watching the school football, he is not only a magical representative, in the absence of the main general, he also led the team to victory, this spirit is singable and crying, as for his inaction in the first few games due to physical exhaustion, it was also ignored, after all, the honor of the champion MVP is enough to cover up the past silk, no one is perfect, especially a man after an injury.

On the podium, Dawn first took the championship trophy, and then the principal handed him the MVP cup, he put down the MVP cup, raised the championship cup and shouted down: "High school!" Champions, are there any? ”

"Yes! Champion high school one, champion nine classes, champion big devil. A deafening shout resounded throughout the playground.

Liming's words not only fully mobilized the emotions of the first year of high school, but also made him gradually melt in the hearts of his classmates in the first year of high school, capturing a large number of fans.

"Dawn, you'll come to the principal's office later." After the award ceremony ended, Mingzhe, assistant to the principal, secretly walked over and said to Liming.

Liming walked to the principal's office with doubts, and on the way he met Zhou Jie, Yili, King and others, and asked each other, everyone was called by Mingzhe, but they didn't say anything! So everyone didn't know what kind of plane the principal was going to build, and everyone didn't say much, and stepped up to find the answer.

The principal's office is separate from all other offices, and it stands at the corner of the comprehensive teaching staircase, and if Mingzhe hadn't met them halfway, they might have had to find them. Mingzhe opened the door, the quaint vertical bottle came into view, and there was an ink painting and a calligraphy calligraphy on the wall. Anyone who reads in Xizhong knows that this calligraphy was written by the first principal, Shi Qianhao, and it reads: diligent in education, fair and strict. It is used as a warning to the principals of the past generations.

The headmaster sat in the center of his desk, directly across from an old man with gray hair, and the two were talking about something, but it was not clear what it was. Everyone entered the door in order according to their seniority, and was arranged by Mingzhe to rest in the lounge next to him, and he went to report to the principal.

"King, who did you say was that? Let the principal be so cautious. Erie played with the ring, and naturally struck up a conversation with King.

"How many times have I said, don't call me King. The name of our team is called internally, and you are free to do it outside, but you don't remember. Displeased with Erie's actions, King continued, "I don't know! Maybe it's a big shot! ”

Yili gave him a blank look, this is equivalent to not saying it, who doesn't know that it is a big man, he still wants to continue to speak, there is a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the principal's voice falls: "What big man are you talking about!" I'm curious, old man. ”

"Hello Headmaster!" Everyone got up to say hello, but Dawn looked at the old man behind the principal and exclaimed, "Grandpa, why are you here!" ”

Grandpa Li stepped forward and touched his grandson's head, and said, "There is something to find your principal!" ”

"Probably looking for my transcript!" Dawn secretly slandered.

The principal was not surprised by the relationship between the two, he had known this former leader in Xining's education industry for a long time, and he still carried it with him, so he was not very familiar with the old man's relatives, but he always knew something, not to mention that it was his only grandson Liming. Next, he introduced the old man to everyone: "Li Tianjun, the current honorary principal of this school, used to be a teacher of ancient literature in our school, and was later transferred to work in the Education Bureau, so it is not an exaggeration for you to call the teacher, of course, Liming is casual." ”

Everyone is also a young man who is old and sophisticated, and when he heard the principal say this, why don't you hurry up and call Teacher Li! As for whether they took advantage of Dawn, they don't know. Anyway, everyone who sits down again is his subordinate defeat, and everyone is quite comfortable taking advantage of it verbally. Li Tianjun laughed, praised these young people for being polite and good, and then went straight to the point: "Everyone is the best basketball player in the school, and it can even be said that it is the best basketball player in the city, except for Liming, it can basically be said to be the main force in the city." Among them, there are several who have participated in the national middle school basketball competition with the provincial team, isn't it! ”

Hearing the old man's praise, everyone touched their heads and laughed embarrassedly, and they were embarrassed to answer. Especially Zhou Jie and King, the two of them are the people who participated in the all-China competition as Li Tianjun said. Liming was a little surprised, he didn't expect his school to be so powerful in the city.

"I don't know if you've heard of the Spring Bamboo Shoot Project." The old man took a sip of tea and asked.

Everyone looked at you left and me, not knowing what kind of plan this spring bamboo shoot plan was, but Yili, who was shrinking aside, seemed to have an understanding: "Is it the plan of the country to focus on cultivating the three major ball sports?" ”

The old man looked at Yili appreciatively, he didn't expect that anyone here would know, and he didn't look at Yili either, so he didn't say much: "Hmm! The lad is right! That's what I'm here for today! You can take a look at this document first. With that, the headmaster took out a blue book from his bag and handed it to everyone.

King took the document, everyone gathered around, and when he turned the first page, everyone was scared to pee, and the red typing on it read: Spring Bamboo Shoot Plan - Xining City West Middle School received 1000W of financial support, including 350w for basketball and football, 300w for volleyball, such a big deal, they are also the first time to meet. They did not stop looking, continue to look down, they know very well that this kind of big money support means that something big happens, in order to solve the doubts in their hearts, they quickly turned the next page, at this time, they finally understand what is the spring bamboo shoot plan, this is a war led by the United States, encircling and suppressing the new generation of forces.