Chapter 47: Crowdfunding an elementary school

The next day, after the two children went to school, the grandmother changed into clean clothes and went to school.

She went directly to the principal and personally asked the principal why she was transferred to junior high school in the sixth grade. The principal's explanation is exactly the same as what Ah Qiao said.

"What if, what if someone donates money to repair the house? Doesn't the sixth grade have to be transferred to junior high school? ”

The headmaster smacked his tongue and didn't dare to answer for a moment.

"The question is, are the villagers willing to pay for the house repairs?" The headmaster pondered for a moment and asked Grandma Archie. He knew she was here for her fifth-grade grandson.

"You don't care about that." Grandma Archie was concise and to the point.

"Good. If you can solve the problem of money, I will be responsible for solving the problem of getting the county school bureau to take back the order. ”

After reaching a solution with the principal, Grandma Archie asked the principal, "How much does it cost to repair the house?" ”

"I'm afraid it's twenty or thirty thousand." The headmaster's face was heavy.

Mere trifle. Grandma Archie breathed a sigh of relief. Actually, according to her intentions, it is better to spend more.

"Do other grade houses need to be repaired? I saw that the corners of the first-grade house were also broken enough. ”

The principal nodded: "Yes, our campus has been used for thirty or forty years, and it was built by the old Fangzi, without reinforced concrete, and it really can't withstand the ravages of time." The houses of other grades can be repaired best, but the burden is too heavy, so let's pick up the most dangerous repairs.

Old sister-in-law, I can't hide it, every time it thunders and rains, my heart is hanging. It's okay at night, but I'm most afraid of the day. If the children were in class when the house collapsed, I would have died in my job. ”

Grandma Archie "Teng" stood up: "Principal! Let's build a new house! You have to keep the kids in a safe house! ”

The headmaster nodded solemnly with tears in his eyes.

In his assumption, Grandma Archie will endure everyone's long sighs and persuade everyone to sell food, sell pigs, and raise money to build new classrooms for the children. There's a long way to go.

How did he know that after Grandma Archie came back from school, she called Cui Peiya on the phone for the first time.

After experiencing the trip to Milan together, Archie's grandmother saw that Cui Peiya didn't want to kiss more.

"Yazai, the primary school house in the village is about to collapse, and the school house must be rebuilt as soon as possible. If it is built by next fall, Archie will not have to travel dozens of kilometers to school. Yazai, do you know someone who can build a house quickly and build a house well? ”

"Build an elementary school?"

"Yes."

"Before you build a house, you need to hire someone to design the drawings to build the house...... Don't say it, I really know an architect, a young man who loves to laugh. I contacted him and he must have known which developer built the house quickly and well. ”

"I knew I was right to find a tooth!"

"Hahahaha. You've been waiting for me to hear from you. So I reached out to the architect friend. ”

Things went even more smoothly than Grandma Archie had hoped. The architect friend was a dreamer who had always wanted to build a castle-like elementary school of his dreams.

After listening to Cui Peiya's inquiry, he was even more excited than Cui Peiya: "Ah, a piece of land, a piece of land that allows me to play freely!" Great, I will definitely design a one-of-a-kind fairytale elementary school for you! ”

The architect is an anxious person, so he hung up the phone in a hurry and went to work.

Cui Peiya shook his head at the phone: "Really, I haven't finished my words yet, there is such a piece of land on the land, and the primary school is such a primary school, but what really needs to be designed is not a primary school, but two houses in the primary school." ”

He was about to call back and make it clear to the architect that a call came from his cellphone.

It was an illustrator calling.

The illustrator heard that Cui Peiya went to Milan for free, and he was envious and jealous. At the end, he chuckled to himself and said, "I call it smart but clever and wrong." If I hadn't been cautious and honestly asked you to come with me and talk to the fashion designer from the standpoint of Ah Qiao, I would have been one of the people who would like to go to Milan. ”

The illustrator is a smart man, and he quickly realized that the gain of his friend was not his own loss, so he quickly adjusted his mentality and started a relationship with Cui Peiya as before.

"I've drawn the illustrations for the novel you're going to publish, so I'll show you first."

Cui Peiya was so busy reading the illustrations that she forgot to call the architect back.

After only one night, the architect painted his ideal elementary school. As he said, it was as beautiful as a fairy tale. The three-story building with sharp corners is adorned with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, and glass, which is so beautiful that you want to cry.

Cui Peiya was speechless.

The architect was very satisfied with his moving appearance, and it was not in vain that he crossed half the city and came to hand in the drawings in person.

"If the construction drawings are to be done quickly, call the construction team, and the ground can be broken next week." The architect rubbed his hands together and walked back and forth.

"Multi-...... How much...... How much? Cui Peiya asked in pain.

"As long as it can be completed as it is, I can do it without charging a design fee. Of course, if you're willing to look at it, I'm happy to accept it. ”

"Usually...... How much do you usually pay? ”

"Thirty or fifty thousand is possible, and eighty thousand and one hundred thousand is not impossible."

Cui Peiya was desperate.

"Right...... I'm sorry......" He confided in the architect, saying that this was actually the appeal of an old country lady, and that he was obviously too lyrical in his paraphrase to cause the architect to misunderstand.

The architect looked disappointed, but he still controlled his disappointment and forgave Cui Peiya decently.

"How much will it cost if you do what you say?" Cui Pei's heart crossed and asked.

"Hundreds of thousands can be made, millions can be made. The quality of building materials is different, and the brands are different, resulting in a large difference in price. ”

"Why don't I manage to start a crowdfund?"

The architect's eyes lit up: crowdfunding!

Cui Peiya wants to start a crowdfunding campaign to donate classrooms to the primary school in his hometown. This kind of crowdfunding cannot be raised in vain, it needs to have a picture and the truth, and even have the seal of the local village committee.

Cui Peiya thought about it, he felt that since he met the little brother and sister on the big pebble beach in Xingyue Bay last summer, he had unconsciously gained too much from the little brother and sister, and this time, he could really repay them.

After making up his mind to go to crowdfunding, Cui Peiya said to the architect: "I will definitely do this crowdfunding, as long as I can raise a similar one, I will find you to make this campus." Need hundreds of thousands? ”

The architect cautiously stretched out a hand: "The premise is to find a local construction team, and the labor is cheap." ”

Cui Peiya nodded fiercely.

The architect was about to leave, and suddenly turned back: "By the way, when are you going to go back and take pictures?" I'll go with you. Take a look at the ground on the ground. ”

Two days later, Cui Peiya and the architect set off.

The architect was relatively wealthy and didn't want to waste time on the train, so he invited Cui Peiya to take a plane.

"Are you a rich second generation?"

The architect stretched lazily: "I am the second generation of waste." ”