roccoschili Chapter 150: Are you serious about running a cram school during the holidays?
Chapter 150: Are you serious about running a cram school during the holidays?
Today is the first day of the holiday. Lin Qinglan slept in. When she woke up, Aunt Xie had cooked rice dumplings and Uncle Liao had returned from practicing Tai Chi.
"Principal Lin, do you have work today?" Aunt Xie saw that she was busy replying to messages while eating.
"Today we have to review the security inspection results of the Security Department, and we also have to attend a communication meeting in the morning. Why is the first day of the holiday so busy?"
Lin Qinglan supported her chin and felt sleepy. She felt sleepy on the first day of the holiday. She was really afraid that she would fall asleep when the leader was speaking at the venue.
This exchange meeting was led by Director Hu, who had visited the school before. It was mainly to discuss the prospects and entrepreneurial experience of the "silver education" industry, and to allow Lin Qinglan to share her own experiences and ideas.
Director Hu attaches great importance to senior citizen education and has been actively applying for projects. Naturally, Lin Qinglan would go if he invited her.
But once you go there, you will inevitably meet some "peers". Apart from the short-lived schools that cloned evergreen schools, three of the five schools that emerged during the same period did not last more than three months.
One was too large-scale, with few course categories, large class sizes, and a monotonous structure that made it difficult to operate. Students complained constantly, and the phone calls to report them never stopped.
One took a different approach and offered purely cultural courses, and made the difficulty level comparable to that of a high school. However, very few students signed up, the students complained bitterly, and the students were not satisfied either.
Another case is that after paying tuition fees, the boss ran away with the money, leaving the building empty. The boss was exposed as a "deadbeat" and is still involved in a lawsuit.
The two remaining schools are both combination industries with clear positioning.
A university called "Leyu Senior University" was built based on the kindergarten.
The slogans of "Go upstairs to class after sending the baby" and "Go to school with the baby" are put forward, and the transformation is going smoothly. It can also help the currently sluggish kindergarten industry to upgrade and transform, so as not to suffer too much loss.
Another one called "Golden Sunshine Senior University" is an additional project built in the nursing home. It has a luxurious building, rich programs, and includes food and accommodation.
However, Lin Qinglan feels that Jin Yangguang’s charging standards are a bit too outrageous and she doesn’t know how it can operate normally.
When Lin Qinglan arrived, the heads of the other two schools also arrived.
While Lin Qinglan was thinking about how to greet him, Jin Yangguang's teacher leaned back in her chair and said to Lin Qinglan, "Principal Lin, right? I'm the principal of Jin Yangguang, and my last name is Jin."
"I am considered your senior in the education industry."
"As a senior, I'll tell you some news. We're planning to open a tutorial class for the elderly."
"You ask your students to sign up, and I'll give you a share of the profits."
That look seemed to say that I gave you the opportunity because I think highly of you, so you should be grateful.
Lin Qinglan frowned, suspecting that she had heard wrongly. They had just had a holiday yesterday, and today someone asked her uncles and aunts to sign up for cram school.
The purpose of setting up senior citizen universities is to enrich the lives of the elderly. It has no purpose of furthering education. So what is the point of running cram schools?
It’s not like everyone has so much money that they don’t have anywhere to spend it, so why spend it to make yourself suffer?
She didn't understand it either, but her intuition told her that Principal Jin had bad intentions.
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On the other hand, on the first day of the holiday, Uncle Wang and the other four uncles from the physics class worked as "winter vacation workers" in Uncle Zou's family museum.
The five old men each drove their own tricycle, carrying their tools, and set off in a mighty procession.
The "Tricycle Team" followed the address given by Uncle Zou and walked around for a long way before finally seeing Uncle Zou waiting for them at the entrance of the village.
Uncle Zhou took off his hat and wiped the sweat off his face. "Old Zou, you have to go such a long way to go to school every day. What time do you get up in the morning?"
"Five o'clock. I'm used to it. I can't sleep well when I'm old."
Uncle Wang touched his forehead and laughed: "I couldn't sleep before and woke up early in the morning. Since I started attending the senior citizen university, I have been sleeping soundly."
"Especially when Mr. Yu was giving lectures, I missed him on the first day of the holiday without his voice."
Uncle Li laughed so hard that he couldn't catch his breath: "Teacher Yu will be mad at you if he knows that you use his class as a sleep aid. He taught a whole class and you just woke up."
"Who made Mr. Yu's class always in the morning? Is it fair to teach physics so early in the morning?"
"Old Li, stop making sarcastic remarks here. If I have evidence that you slept in Teacher Yu's class, do you want me to show it to you?" Uncle Wang retorted loudly.
The two of them started arguing again because of a disagreement.
The other uncles were used to it and didn’t even want to watch the excitement.
The five of them play around in various combinations every day, and you know they're just joking, so don't take it seriously.
"Old Zou, don't listen to their nonsense and take us to the museum in your home." Grandpa Sun was very excited and pushed the talkative Grandpa Wang, asking him to leave quickly.
Five tricycles were lined up in a row in front of Uncle Zou's door.
The main door of Uncle Zou's house is an iron gate without a door head, and the surrounding walls are made of lime and cement.
The top of the wall is made of stone with brick and tile patterns, and the walls on both sides have two reliefs of a dragon and a tiger. The dragon is in a soaring posture, and the tiger is a ferocious tiger descending the mountain.
Directly above is a large red flower carved from stone, painted red and flowing like silk.
It looks retro from a distance and novel from close up.
Uncle Zhou is a bricklayer. It is the first time for him to see such decoration. The various patterns and reliefs on it can be called works of art.
Uncle Wang has already "applied" to touch it.
"The eyeballs of this tiger look just like the real ones." Uncle Wang put face to face with the stone tiger, used his hands to poke its eyeballs, and took out his mobile phone to take a photo with the tiger.
"This is a work I created a long time ago. It's rather crude. There's a big tiger lying down inside. Let's go in first."
"Old Zou, you forgot to close the door." Uncle Zhang pointed to the open door, through which one could glimpse the various works of art in the courtyard.
"The door is open every day and has never been closed." Uncle Zou answered naturally.
Seeing everyone's confusion, Uncle Zou explained: "I don't charge admission here. Anyone who wants to come can come in. The door is open to welcome guests."
"If I close the shop, these things will be covered in dust along with me, which is a shame."
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Come in and take a look." Uncle Zou concealed the sadness in his eyes and invited the old man to come in.
"This is my first work. It has been here for decades. I have applied paint several times, but it has faded due to wind and rain."
"This is a monkey that a neighbor's kid specifically requested. When it was carved, the kid loved it so much that he came to touch it every day, and rubbed the top of the monkey's head until it was shiny. He's in college now, and hasn't been back for several years."
Uncle Zou was like a "tour guide", introducing his proud treasures one by one.
There is a story behind every stone sculpture. They were created by Uncle Zou and seem to have real souls.
"Creator" Zou Shu began his new creation.