After a new imperial concubine was drunk and convinced Wang He, Zheng Mao entered the final as he wished.

The next moment, Wu Feng also defeated his opponent and entered the final.

In the VIP box, the two girls looked at each other, and countless electric sparks flashed in their eyes.

Confucius and Mencius frowned.

He looked at Zheng Mao, somewhat unsure of what to say.

From his eyes, it is natural to see that Wu Feng is better than Zheng Mao in terms of musical attainments.

Therefore, if she and the other party PK, she will lose out in all likelihood.

Of course, if Zheng Mao sang his own song, the situation would take another 180 degrees.

How would she choose?

At the moment when Confucius and Mencius came out of his mind, Zheng Mao suddenly looked back.

She smiled faintly: "Mr. Kong, I broke my promise just now."

For a moment, Confucius and Mencius listened to Zheng Mao's explanation: "If it weren't for Wang He to sing the song you wrote just now, I couldn't swallow that breath, and I would never make the new imperial concubine drunk."

Confucius and Mencius hadn't spoken yet, and Wu Feng next to him was puzzled: "What? I believe that song is also from yours?"

Zheng Ai nodded, and when he first met Confucius and Mencius, the other party used this song to tell him about going back to school.

Wu Feng looked out the window blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Confucius and Mencius asked Zheng Mao: "So you have decided?"

Although he didn't say what to decide, Zheng Mao and Confucius were very clear in their hearts.

Zheng Ai nodded: "If the young eagle wants to fly into the sky, he must experience wind, rain and rainbow himself.

Otherwise, it can only grow up under the protection of the eagle."

Confucius and Mencius smiled with satisfaction: "Since you have decided, then the teacher will give you two words.

Come on!

Regardless of the result, you are the best."

After speaking, he went straight to the VIP box.

Strolling down the street, he looked at the stars in the sky, feeling full of emotion in his heart.

Although he knew that Zheng Mao's choice would definitely lose, he was still very pleased.

There are winners and losers in the game, but there is no success or failure in life.

It has only choices.

In Confucius and Mencius's opinion, when a person is tempted by fame and achievements, but can always keep her heart, her future will be limitless.

"Mr. Kong, wait for me!"

Long Aotian's voice sounded behind him, watching the little guy panting, he said helplessly: "If you don't stay to watch the game, why follow me?"

Long Aotian helplessly spread his hands: "Whatever you see, Miss Miao can't win anyway. Rather than getting stuck in there, it's better to come out with you."

Confucius nodded and stopped talking.

The two walked some distance forward, and Long Aotian said, "Teacher Kong, have you really decided to stay in Yunxi Hope School for five years?"

Confucius and Mencius turned his head and looked at him: "Why, do you have doubts?"

Long Aotian shook his head: "That's not true. Yunxi hopes that the school I have seen before, it is completely a remote country.

Teacher Kong, what I said didn't mean to belittle.

I just feel that using your talents there for five years is a waste.

I made a special statistics. There are currently 17 impoverished counties in our country, with 9 impoverished high schools, 27 junior high schools, and 363 elementary schools.

With so many poor schools, even if you don’t take a break for 24 hours, you can’t manage it.

Teacher, I know you will say that you can manage one or the other, as long as you feel at ease.

But this is wrong.

The responsibilities of a person are as great as their abilities.

With your ability, how can you give up other poor students?"

Confucius and Mencius looked at Long Aotian straightforwardly, and Long Aotian looked at him unwillingly.

Sure enough, Confucius and Mencius smiled: "I know you said these things to persuade me to go back to Zhongzhou.

So don't waste your words, now is not the time."

Long Aotian was anxious when he heard the words: "It's not time? Why is it not time?

Teacher Kong, it's really not that I said you, you are good at everything, but you are a bit clumsy.

Let me plan for you, because you saved Uncle Wu’s wife, he will give you Zhiyuan Middle School.

Do you know the status of Zhiyuan Middle School in the national colleges and universities?"

Confucius and Mencius said: "Are you trying to test me? It ranks second in all private high schools in the country, even if you add public high schools, it is enough to make it into the top ten."

Long Aotian shook his head: "This is just a false name, it's for outsiders.

For you, the real value is its assets."

"Assets?" Confucius was taken aback.

"Yes, it's assets.

Relying on its good reputation, Zhiyuan Middle School has ten classes in each grade, and each class has 30 students.

So there are three hundred students in one grade.

Do you know how much the school charges for each student?

Two hundred thousand!

In other words, the school is only one grade, and 60 million are credited to the account every year."

Hearing this, Confucius and Mencius couldn't help taking a breath: "Sixty million? So many?

Then the three grades add up to 180 million?"

Long Aotian rolled his eyes: "What do you think? Otherwise, why can the school's teachers earn more than 10,000 a month?

Even most of them are above 20,000, plus bonuses, the average person is close to 40,000.

I have specifically done statistics, and the school’s annual expenditure is about 110 million.

Your share in Zhiyuan Middle School is 70%, that is to say, by relying on Zhiyuan Middle School alone, you will have nearly 50 million in income every year.

Do you know how much the school spends in those poor areas every year?

Less than one hundred thousand!

In other words, the money is enough for you to support all the poor schools.

So teacher, come back!

A true educational philanthropist does not have to do everything by himself, as long as the money arrives, the others are nothing at all.

And I believe that if you sit in Zhiyuan Middle School for up to three years, Zhiyuan Middle School will definitely beat other schools and become the veritable No. 1 high school in the country."

Seeing Long Aotian looking at him expectantly, Kong and Meng suddenly smiled.

"Who told you that I will definitely stay in Yunxi Hope School for five years?"

Long Aotian was taken aback: "Isn't it?"

Confucius and Mencius said: "Yes, not really."

Seeing that Long Aotian didn't understand what he meant, he asked the other person: "Is there a question, don't you think it is strange?"

"problem?"

"Yes, when I was forced to leave Zhiyuan, I once said:

Can I choose the school I want to teach?"

Long Aotian immediately remembered the scene at that time.

"Then you think, why should I specifically propose my own choice?"

Long Aotian was also very strange.

That's right!

Based on his understanding of Confucius and Mencius, if the other party really just went out to teach, he would definitely not choose the destination by himself.

Although it is still going out, the meaning has changed.

But Confucius and Mencius still did..

If he chooses a school that no one has heard of, it's fine, but he just chose Yunxi Hope School.

Where is Yunxi Hope School?

That is the hometown of Teacher Lin Zhi!

Long Aotian even suspected that the real purpose of Confucius and Mencius went there was not to teach students, but to Teacher Lin.

Although Lin Zhi's appearance is still slightly different from that of top beauties, she has characteristics that other women do not have, that is, temperament!

It is a unique kind of grace, implicit and restrained.

Therefore, when Long Aotian personally ran to Yunxi Hope School, he also specially observed the two of them.

As a result, he was disappointed. The two really seemed to be just ordinary colleagues...

Seeing Long Aotian's strange look on his face, Kong and Meng realized something instantly.

He directly grew a chestnut on the opponent's head:

"What are you thinking about?

That's right, I went to Yunxi Hope School for a special purpose besides teaching support. Do you still remember Baigu?"

Long Aotian nodded: "Is it the one that can be used to treat cancer?"

Confucius and Mencius said: "Yes, that's the thing.

Now that it's all here, I will tell you the truth.

The development of anti-cancer drugs with white mushroom extracts has been successful, and the most critical issue of white mushroom mass production has also been solved. Do you know what this means?"

"What does it mean? It means that all cancer patients in the world have a chance of being cured? The average life expectancy of human beings will increase again?"

Confucius and Mencius smiled faintly: "This is only one aspect. For special reasons, the production of white mushrooms is now completely controlled by the villagers of Yunxi Village.

And I have signed a buyout agreement with the villagers, and I will be solely responsible for the white mushrooms they grow.

So if the hospital wants to get anti-cancer drugs, they can only contact me."

Long Ao thought for a long time every day before he was a little uncertain and said, "Teacher Kong, what do you mean is that this time you went to Yunxi Hope School to teach, the most important purpose is not to teach the children there, but to make money?"

Confucius and Mencius nodded.

Long Aotian asked exaggeratedly: "No, Teacher Kong, when did you become synonymous with love of money?"

Confucius and Mencius said helplessly: "Even you can think of ways to make money to help students in poor areas, why can't I?

I have established the "Second Grade One Biopharmaceutical Co., Ltd.", and all the profits obtained by Grade Two Grade One Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. will be invested in the Senior Two Grade One Foundation.

And the foundation organizes support for schools in poor areas."

Confucius and Mencius talked freely, and Long Aotian was puzzled and asked: "With Zhiyuan Middle School, you can already do this. Why do you want to toss it yourself?"

Confucius and Meng smiled faintly: "That's different. Although Wu Tiandi is grateful that I saved his wife and son and gave me Zhiyuan Middle School, I am not going to accept it."

Now Long Aotian is even more puzzled: "Not ready to accept it? When Wu Tiandi gave it to you, didn't you refuse it?"

Confucius and Mencius laughed and said: "The reason I don't refuse is that even if I don't want it, Wu Tiandi will find other ways to compensate me. Instead of that, I might as well accept it first.

He did this because he thought I didn't have much money.

After the establishment of Gao Eryiban Biopharmaceutical Co., Ltd., as long as it develops for a period of time, it will grow into a giant no less than Wushi Group.

When I return the shares to the other party, Wu Tiandi will definitely not say anything."

Long Aotian's face was instantly embarrassed, Confucius and Mencius asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Long Aotian said: "Teacher Kong, I have no problem with you returning the shares of Zhiyuan Middle School, but if you do so, you will also lose control of Zhiyuan Middle School.

If there is another scene where you are going to be driven away, then..."

Confucius and Meng smiled faintly: "Do you think that when I become the CEO of an international pharmaceutical group, someone will drive me away without opening their eyes?"

Long Aotian nodded instantly: "That's right, what kind of teacher will you still be in your capacity?

Sitting directly in the office smoking a cigar with Erlang's legs upright, is it not fragrant?"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

The two were talking when suddenly his cell phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, Kong and Meng frowned.

It was from Yunxi Hope School.

Choosing to connect is Linzhi's voice: "Mr. Kong, where are you now?"

Confucius and Mencius said the address and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Can you make time to come back? Something happened here."

Confucius and Mencius was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

"Just this morning, Yunxi hopes that the students of the school disappeared collectively."

"What?" Confucius and Mencius changed his expression. "What the hell is going on? How could all thirty or forty students disappear suddenly?"

Lingzhi shook his head: "If I knew, I wouldn't call you."

Confucius and Mencius immediately said: "I will rush back as soon as possible. Don't panic. Let's talk to the village chief first.

Ask him to mobilize all the villagers in the village to search, and immediately call 110 to report to the police."

Lin Zhi was taken aback for a moment: "I have already said that over there, but the police is unnecessary, right?

Maybe these children just went into the mountains to play under curiosity, and they haven't come back temporarily."

Confucius and Mencius expressionlessly said: "If it were Tie Niu and the boys, it might not be impossible, but do you think Butterfly would do this?"

Lin Zhi couldn't speak for a moment, and Confucius and Mencius was right.

Yunxi hopes that although the children in the school are more lively and active, most of them rely on her.

Especially Butterfly, who grew up with herself, is like her own sister.

The other party usually twitters, and will report to herself as soon as there is anything. If there is no news from her, something must have happened.

Lin Zhi, who realized the seriousness of the problem, instantly became nervous: "Okay, I will call the police right now."

Confucius and Mencius suddenly thought of something: "Teacher Lin, are there any strangers in the village coming over recently?"

Lin Zhi shook her head: "No? What's the matter?"

"Oh, it's nothing, you should be careful over there, especially at night, don't walk alone..."

Lin Zhi still wanted to speak, so she heard the beeping hang-up on the phone.

After finishing the call, Confucius and Mencius immediately took out his mobile phone and booked a train ticket, then raised his hand to call for a taxi and left.

Only Long Aotian stood in a daze.

Soon he was slapped on the shoulder, and then he heard Fang Zhenyuan's unique loud voice: "Hey, what are you doing here? Where's Teacher Kong?"

Long Aotian turned his head, and was surprised to find that besides Fang Zhenyuan, there was Zheng Ai.

He wondered: "Aren't you going to play? Why did you come out?"

Zheng Mao said lightly: "It's over."

"No, you lost so fast?"

Obviously, Long Aotian was like Confucius and Mencius, guessing that Zheng Mao had little hope of winning.

Zheng Mao ignored the other party: "Where is Mr. Kong?"

Long Aotian: "Back to Yunxi Hope School."

"Back to school? Now?"

Long Aotian nodded, his expression solemn: "Mr. Kong just answered the phone, it seems that something happened to his student."