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Chapter Eighteen

It is true that at this moment, in the principal's office of Burqin County Middle School in the Xinjiang Uygur Autonomous Region, two phones kept ringing, causing principal Zhang to panic.

It turned out that Principal Zhang followed the county party secretary to Hemu but did not see Xiao Yihan. The county party secretary thought that the media or other units must call the school, so he quickly asked Principal Zhang to rush back to the school. Before Principal Zhang entered the office, he

I heard two phones ringing non-stop.

Principal Zhang quickly picked up one of the calls and heard from the other side: "Hey, is this the Burqin County Middle School in Xinjiang?"

"Yes you are?"

"I am Director Zhao from the Admissions Office of Tsinghua University. That Xiao Yihan is a student of your school. That's right. We at Tsinghua University are very interested in this student. If he wants to go to our school, our tuition and miscellaneous fees will be free of charge and we will pay you back every month.

There is a certain living allowance, but I wonder if I can have a few words with the person involved?"

"That's right. At first I encouraged him to apply for Tsinghua University, but he said that your Tsinghua University is not a famous school. It has been established for so many years and has such a long history. It is not even ranked among the top ten in Asia. He also said that you are not a famous school.

Nowadays, we only focus on fame and fortune, and have even forgotten the responsibilities of the university. The university is a place for teaching, educating people and doing knowledge. The university is not a place for fame and fortune." After saying these words, Principal Zhang quickly hung up the phone, feeling so happy.

, I actually had the opportunity to train the Director of Admissions Office of Tsinghua University. It was really cool.

Subsequently, other universities called one after another to ask if Xiao Yihan was willing to study. They all offered generous offers, but Principal Zhang rejected them one by one.

At this time, there was another ringtone. Principal Zhang looked at the phone number. International long distance call? Where was the call coming from? Are even foreign countries interested in Xiao Yihan?

Principal Zhang hesitated for a moment and then connected the phone. At this moment, he heard a voice coming from the other side of the phone, saying in an unfamiliar voice: "Hello, what kind of school is this in Xinjiang?"

"Well, it's Burqin," Principal Zhang said.

"Oh, great, I finally found it. That's right, I am the president of the University of Cambridge in the UK. We admire Chinese classical literature very much. We have been planning to open a Chinese classical culture major for a long time. This year our school finally opened a Chinese classical culture major.

Major, many students like it very much. We saw on the Internet that your character Xiao is very beautifully written. One of our Chinese professors said that this student has a deep heritage in ancient culture, so we invited him to study in our school. We

We can exempt him from tuition and fees, and give him a scholarship of 50,000 pounds per year. I hope you can tell him our intention. We have left our school’s email address on your website. If you have any questions, please send us an email.

OK, bye." It took the British man a long time to explain his meaning.

Principal Zhang wiped the sweat from his head. He was nervous and excited at the same time. He was actually on the phone with the principal of Cambridge University just now. Oh mygod Principal Zhang blurted out.
Chapter completed!
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