Lu Jijun originally thought that Ji Mingyao was interested in helping the rebuilding of Shangshan Academy, but he didn't expect that she would disband it after she opened her mouth, and he suddenly became anxious.
"Miss Ji, what do you mean?"
"Shangshan Academy has a place and a teaching staff, but the relationships among the students are complicated and it is difficult to clean up. It would be better to simply close it down and reopen it after rectification."
Ji Mingyao said it lightly, but Lu Jijun frowned when he heard it.
"Miss Ji, this matter is not easy to handle."
Without waiting for Ji Mingyao to ask, he explained:
"You know that Shangshan College has a points system, right? Many students have accumulated a lot of points for their contribution to the college. If it is to be disbanded and reopened, how will these points be settled?
Regardless of whether they are children of the family, what about those children from poor families?"
Indeed, there are many solutions for the children of the family, but those children from poor families have finally come to study and ended up like this, which simply ruined their lifelong hopes.
Ji Mingyao also didn't want to see those students become disheartened because of what happened at Shangshan Academy.
Fangyuan made a suggestion: "Can the college conduct an assessment and keep those who pass the assessment and eliminate those who fail?"
"No." Ji Mingyao denied, "This is unfair to those children from poor families."
After thinking about it, no matter how I deal with it, there seems to be a problem.
Ji Mingyao couldn't make up his mind for a moment.
Ling Xiaowei thought about it and said, "What if we give subsidies? Ten points and one pill, is that feasible?"
The wound medicine is not valuable to Lingxi Valley, but it is still a good thing for those outside.
The children of the family who rely on family resources may not care about this, but those children from poor families must be rare.
Ji Mingyao thinks it's feasible, and Lu Jijun also thinks it's good. The only question is who should bear the loss?
He looked at Ji Mingyao hesitantly and asked, "This method is feasible, but the source of the elixir?"
Ji Mingyao glanced at him, disdainful of the old man's fussy appearance.
"I have produced this elixir, but I also have a condition."
She calmly packed up the elixir and looked at Lu Jijun with a half-smile, "I provide the elixir and open the literary pavilion, so the position of dean of Shangshan Academy should be mine, right?"
"This is natural, just the position of dean."
Lu Jijun immediately agreed, and whoever paid for it would be the dean.
In fact, the dean is of no use at all. He is just a hard-working person who contributes money and effort. It is not certain that he is really useful.
Just like Wang Sicun, in the end it is the Academic Affairs Office that checks and balances.
Ji Mingyao knew their little thoughts and was not afraid.
“Although I am the dean, I am also busy, so I often do not interfere in college affairs, but when it comes to voting matters, I need a veto power that no one can object to.
As long as I am willing to give my vote, no one can override my decision."
With this absolute right to speak, her position as the dean of Shangshan Academy is interesting.
Lu Jijun didn't expect Ji Mingyao to be so shrewd.
But even so, he could only agree, after all, the resources were all in his hands.
"Okay, I agree. I'll tell the teachers when I get back."
"Okay, then after you have negotiated with the teaching office, we will do the statistics, and I will deliver the elixir. From today on, the Wen Pavilion will be closed."
With Ji Mingyao's words, the Wen Pavilion was immediately closed, and everyone in the Wen Pavilion was kicked out.
Faced with this sudden change, all the students knew in their hearts that the world of Shangshan Academy was about to change.