MTL - Rebirth: Family Chaebol-Chapter 17 I really don't want to be a role model
After returning to the dormitory, Yuan Fangguo was surprised that everyone in the dormitory basically knew about his courageous act.
"Comrade Xu Honggang is a model of bravery in the past month. He fought a group of gangsters with his bare hands..." Sun Kejian told Yuan Fangguo what happened last month.
Yuan Fangguo was impressed by what Sun Kejian said about Xu Honggang. After he joined the army in the previous life, he served in the armed police mobile division adapted from a certain Red Army division. He remembered that Xu Honggang also made a report to their army.
"This is a model person." Yuan Fangguo said.
Sun Kejian was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, he should be named a model, Fang Guo, your next step will be a model for our school."
Yuan Fangguo shook his head with a wry smile. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want to be this model. This is an era of crazy creation of gods. Once he is rated as a model, at least he will be controlled by the invisible model for a few years in college. In the shackles, I can't use my fists at all during this period. Take renting books as an example. If everyone knows that their role models are engaged in the book renting business in their spare time, there are some small yellow books in them. Wouldn't it take a long time for the person to set his own role model to collapse?
What's more, the matter of selling things by himself was reported by others, so this role model is absolutely unacceptable.
After Yuan Fangguo thought about it, he decided to ask the counselor Lin Weidong to report on his thoughts.
When Lin Weidong learned that Yuan Fangguo didn't want to be this model, he was also surprised. How many people wanted this model title but couldn't come. Who would have guessed that Yuan Fangguo didn't want it.
"You can think about it." Lin Weidong took a sharp puff of the cigarette, which was sent by Yuan Fangguo. He didn't like this sleek-looking male student.
Yuan Fangguo nodded and said sincerely: "Mr. Lin, I really think about it, I have a lot of shortcomings, and the courage to stand up for justice was purely out of self-protection, you know, my family is in trouble, if all Being robbed by that bastard, I have no tuition fees, so to be honest, this is not the real bravery in my heart, but a completely instinctive self-preservation.
After listening to Yuan Fangguo's words, Lin Weidong is actually quite contradictory. In terms of work, as Yuan Fangguo's counselor, with Yuan Fangguo as a model, he must be advanced in all aspects in recent years without any problems. Some help; but personally, he is also a man in his twenties, and he also has dreams and ambitions in his heart. For a man with ambition, he will not allow anyone around him who is better than himself. people exist.
Lin Weidong looked like he was smoking a cigarette absent-mindedly, looking out the window without blinking, his mind was quickly weighing the pros and cons.
Soon, he turned around, looked at Yuan Fangguo, and said, "Okay, then I'll take you to President Zhang. What's going on, you'd better tell President Zhang."
Yuan Fangguo nodded.
When he was about to eat, Lin Weidong led Yuan Fangguo towards Zhang Shunzhong's office quickly.
However, they did not enter Zhang Shunzhong's office immediately, because there seemed to be several guys sitting around, chatting and discussing something. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Zhang Shunzhong suddenly raised his head, and his eyes suddenly caught sight of Yuan Fangguo standing outside the door.
"Xiao Yuan is outside?" Zhang Shunzhong blurted out.
Soon, Yuan Fangguo and Lin Weidong walked in.
"Xiao Yuan, what's the matter?" Zhang Shunzhong asked with a smile.
"President Zhang, Xiao Yuan doesn't want to be a role model." Lin Weidong blurted out.
Everyone in the office was taken aback, including Zhang Shunzhong.
After a while, Zhang Shunzhong spoke.
"Is this what you really think?"
Yuan Fangguo nodded, "Yes, Dean, this is my true opinion. In fact, I am not as tall and brave as everyone says. I was completely out of self-protection at the time. My family was very difficult, and my parents worked hard. I just collected the tuition fees for me. I can’t let those **** take it away. If it is really robbed, I guess I have the heart to die. This is my most real thought at the time. I usually have a lot of shortcomings, if I am elected as a model, it is estimated that many students will also have opinions, so I really don’t want to be this model at all.”
"Are you afraid of being bound by the moral shackles of the model?" Zhang Shunzhong asked with a smile.
Yuan Fangguo once again showed his true character this time, "Yes, the shackles of morality are really invisible. I don't want to let myself be bound by traditional moral shackles in recent years. What I want is to be in Bashu University. In the atmosphere of "openness and tolerance", I have a strong spark of thought, instead of thinking all day about where my role as a role model has not been done well from time to time, which is really tiring."
Hearing Yuan Fangguo's description of the model, almost everyone in the room laughed, and Zhang Shunzhong was no exception.
He listened to Yuan Fangguo's words and nodded his head from time to time.
"We were discussing this just now, and everyone's discussions are almost the same, but if you really insist on your own ideas, we will fully respect you, and we will not blame you at all, at least in my opinion, you are a very A thoughtful and real student." Zhang Shunzhong said with a smile.
"Then thank you Dean, I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Yuan Fangguo bowed gently to Zhang Shunzhong after he finished speaking.
Lin Weidong could not help but let out a sigh of relief.
After they left, the director of the academy's publicity office spoke.
"President, in fact, Yuan Fangguo is right. As far as I know, when Lin Weidong found him, he was in the confinement room of the school security office to reflect."
Zhang Shunzhong was taken aback and quickly asked what was going on.
"It is said that he was selling things in the dormitory building, and then he was reported, and his attitude was not very good."
"Can't students sell things?" Zhang Shunzhong asked in surprise. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com
The propaganda officer nodded, "Our school's "Student Code" clearly states that students are not allowed to engage in any profit-making activities without the approval of the school's party committee, which is different from the work-study program, which is part of the school's party committee. Specially researched and approved, canteens, canteens, bookstores, etc. operated in the school must employ a certain proportion of poor students.”
"When was this part of our school formulated?" Zhang Shunzhong had been the dean for six years, and he really didn't know that there was such a situation.
"It was formulated in 1982," said the propaganda officer.
"It's been eleven years?" Zhang Shunzhong exclaimed, "Our country has been changing from a planned economy to a market economy since last year, and as a result, our "Student Code" is still the 1982 version, which is out of touch with society. for too long."
The director of publicity didn't know how to proceed, and smiled awkwardly.
"Okay, let's not discuss the matter of Yuan Fangguo. In the future, I think it is still necessary to give him some financial rewards. Vice President Ren, Vice President He, what do you think?"
The two vice presidents nodded without hesitation.
Vice President He is a lesbian. Out of pity, she did not forget to propose that some of the school's profitable positions could be used for work-study positions for Yuan Fangguo.
The proposal was unanimously agreed by everyone.
In June, a lot of senior students left school, and some positions were vacated.
"Then Zhang Nan, the deputy secretary of the Communist Youth League of the hospital, is in charge of this matter." Zhang Shunzhong made the decision on the spot.
Zhang Nan, who had graduated from college just three years ago, nodded. She said that she would do some research, and then talk to Yuan Fangguo.
