Prodigal Doctor

Chapter 80 He Has His Own Ambitions

"I know, but our bonuses don't need to be so much. It should be enough to have a sum of money deposited in the bank and pay interest every year." Zhang Ye said lightly.

"Interest? How much are you going to donate?" Li Wenhai has also heard about Zhang Ye's good deeds recently, among which he donated hundreds of thousands to help a leukemia student.

"Is 100 million enough?" Zhang Ye asked calmly.

After hearing this, Li Wenhai was stunned for a while before he completely digested the information. Surprised by surprise, he asked in disbelief, "Are you sure it's 100 million yuan, not 1000 yuan or 1 yuan?"

"Of course, if you agree, I can donate right away. However, I also have a request. The money must be earmarked for its own use. I trust your teacher's morality. Therefore, if you have been teaching in Qinggao, I hope you can make a donation in Qinggao. After we leave the school, we will continue to be responsible for managing the money. Of course, if you want to leave this high school halfway and find another job, I hope you can help me find a teacher with trustworthy character and continue to be responsible for this matter." Zhang Nao said sincerely.

"This... is of great importance. I want to report to the principal first." Li Wenhai hesitated for a moment, then said.

"Okay, I'll wait for your answer. It's only a few days before the college entrance examination. I hope to finish this matter before the college entrance examination. It would be best if someone is responsible for accepting the money tomorrow and will issue corresponding regulations before our college entrance examination." Awards procedures and detailed rules." Zhang Ye said.

"One million is not a small amount. I am very grateful for your trust in me. If everything goes well, I should be able to accept this money tomorrow. You also know that the school likes students like you the most. In addition, since we just carried out I won the award for the composition contest, so the relevant rules should be similar, and I can show you right now." Teacher Li Wenhai said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, Li Wenhai handed Zhang Ye a copy of the rules for judging the composition contest by the table.

Zhang Ye took it silently, looked at it at a glance, nodded, and said: "There is no problem in the general direction. I will discuss the details with you later. Class is about to start, so I will go back first."

"Wait, you donated money to create this award. Have you thought of a name for the award?" Li Wenhai asked.

"Our school is called Qinglong High School, how about calling it Qinglong Award?" Zhang Ye said casually.

Li Wenhai's eyes turned black when he heard that, and he said, "Those who don't know think it's a gangster recruiting people, no no no, think about it quickly."

Zhang Ye thought for a while, and saw the newly grown grass outside, which was green and lovely, full of vitality, and said, "Why don't we call it the Youth Award, every student in our high school is like a new seedling, and needs care and attention. "

"Qingmiao... that's not bad, okay, if the principal agrees, we will call it this name, hehe, I can be regarded as witnessing the birth of an award, I think, in a few years, there will be a lot of Qinggao Not necessarily a newcomer to literature, or even a great writer in the future." Li Wenhai, a Chinese teacher, said expectantly.

"Hey, I just want those talented students who can rely on their own talents to be self-reliant and realize their initial life value. After all, no one stipulates that high school students must be parasites of their parents."

Zhang Ye’s words can be regarded as feeling. If he hadn’t obtained the interstellar fruit map by accident, he should still be like other high school students. My heart was obviously full of guilt, but I had no choice but to accept this embarrassing fact.

Li Wenhai heard this, sighed softly, and said: "This is the social reality, not someone's responsibility. Your idea is very good. No matter where you go after the college entrance examination, the teacher hopes that you will be as brave as you are now. The mission of the times is on me, to be a passionate man who dares to act!"

"I will work hard!" Zhang Ye listened and nodded heavily. He has his own ambitions and goals. However, he also understands that it is too early to say something now. Let's prove it with actions. .

Leaving the Chinese teacher's office, Zhang Ye felt extremely relaxed, because, the next morning, the temporary fruit that his sister lost will fail, and the adverse effects of her congenital heart disease will reappear, and he has to be there. Before that, help her get rid of this hidden danger on her body permanently, so that he dares to send her to school with peace of mind, and let her go to school like a normal child.

"What were you doing just now?" Back in the classroom, Zhang Ye found Tang Jiarou sitting in his seat, flipping through his Chinese textbook boredly.

"Guess?" Zhang Ye saw that Xiang Fei had retreated and sat down with Zhao Defa, and said with a smile.

"I'm not interested in guessing!" Tang Jiarou rolled his eyes at him and said dissatisfied.

"Hehe, you should know in two days." As long as there is no conclusion about the Youth Award, Zhang Ye doesn't want to say it in advance. It will save time and review, which will only increase embarrassment. After all, this kind of thing is not him. One person has the final say, and it is not enough to pay for it. In terms of school, there are definitely more things to worry about than oneself.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, go back!" Tang Jiarou gave him a gouged look, pretending to be very angry, stood up and sat back in her seat.

As soon as the iceberg goddess left, Xiang Fei quickly sat back.

"Are you so nervous? This is your future sister-in-law!" Zhang Ye despised him when he saw his useless behavior.

Xiang Fei heard this, and said with a bitter face: "Although she is the future sister-in-law, we shouldn't see each other, but the aura of the goddess is too strong, I can't resist it."

Zhang Ye listened, "hehe" smiled, and said: "At first I also felt a lot of pressure. After getting along for a long time, you will find that she is like other girls, so you don't have to be too nervous."

"It's easier said than done. If we really wait until the day you marry her, maybe we won't be so nervous." Zhao Defa turned his head and said with a smile.

The three brothers were joking around, when the class bell rang, the Chinese teacher Li Wenhai walked in with a smile on his face, and said with a smile: "Just now during the break, Zhang Ye made a very good suggestion to me, and I called to report it to the principal. Once you get his full approval, guess what it is?"

Hearing this, the students wailed for a while, and some students couldn't help shouting in public: "Zhang Ye Zhang Ye...the school has broadcast enough, and now every class starts with Zhang Ye, teacher, we all have to use our brains. It blew up, you know?"

These words were straightforward and interesting, and for a while, the whole house laughed.

Zhang Ye himself was a little speechless, but there was nothing he could do. He also wanted to spend the rest of his high school life in a low-key way, but he was in a hurry, and he encountered one after another, and he couldn't help it.

When Li Wenhai heard this, he straightened his face and said, "You have to listen to the bombing. Although this matter has little to do with you, it is definitely a good thing for future juniors and girls, because, we Zhang Ye, a classmate of mine, temporarily decided to donate 100 million yuan to create the first official literary award in Qinggao—the Qingcai Award!"

Hearing this news, the students were stunned for a moment, and immediately there was a more tidy wail: "Zhang Tuhao, did you burn it with too much money? You are almost graduating, and you still come to such a song, why don't you do it sooner?" what?"

"Just do it earlier, with the level of some of you, it's useless!" Li Wenhai listened, and scolded unceremoniously.

There was a burst of laughter in the class. Now, even the serious class could not be attended. Seeing that the situation was not right, Li Wenhai yelled "Quiet" several times in succession, but it was difficult to quell the huge public anger, so he had to let the children make a fuss for a while ...

When everyone was making a fuss, a familiar figure suddenly appeared at the door of the classroom.

"What's going on, it's so lively!" Ma Zhiyuan Shi Shiran stood at the door with a modest smile and a sincere tone.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw Ma Zhiyuan appearing suddenly. Didn't they hear that he had a disabled leg and was recuperating in the People's Hospital?Why does it look like a normal person now?

Only Zhang Ye and Tang Jiarou knew the inside story and behaved relatively normally. They looked at each other with a smile and made eye contact.

"Why, am I surprised to come back? Are you not welcome?" Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Ma Zhiyuan asked calmly.

With his return, he saw the performance of the students just now. Some were disgusted, some were afraid, and some were indifferent. Only his former buddies Li Meng and Zhao Wei seemed very excited. However, All of this is nothing to him now, the ups and downs, the warmth and coldness of human relationships, you can tell with a test.

"Welcome, everyone welcomes Ma Zhiyuan back to school!" After being stunned for a few seconds, Li Wenhai was the first to realize that it was the teacher, and immediately took the lead in applauding.

Driven by Teacher Li, the students applauded one after another, and the atmosphere was quite enthusiastic.

"Thank you everyone!" Ma Zhiyuan listened, no matter how much sincerity there was in the applause, he still seemed a little excited. After all, some things were lost only to realize their preciousness. Without Zhang Ye, he would almost not be able to come back. slumped.

Because, when he said this, he bowed deeply to everyone. His low profile and sincerity made people stunned.

"Is this Ma Zhiyuan? Why does it look like a different person?" A classmate couldn't help sighing in a low voice when he saw it.

"Could it be that his father went bankrupt?" Another classmate guessed maliciously.

"Which song is this singing?" Seeing this, Xiang Fei gently poked Zhang Ye and asked in a low voice.

"The prodigal son will turn around, what else can he do?" Zhang Ye said lightly.

"Are you sure it wasn't the dog who couldn't change his shit and ran back to put on a show?" Zhao Defa turned his head and said unceremoniously.

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes at him, and said, "Is it good to accumulate some virtue?"

At this time, not only were they friends with Ma Zhiyuan, even Li Meng and Zhao Wei couldn't help but look at each other when they suddenly saw his bow close to 90 degrees. Is this really the Ma Zhiyuan they were familiar with?Could it be that a car accident not only crippled his leg, but also damaged his brain?