Yang Rui didn't know if it was Qian Bocong, so he just went there for himself. In fact, there was nothing to do in the French Concession. At this time, there were no high-rise buildings in Shanghai, nor the beautiful French sycamore trees in later generations. The whole feeling was a big county town. After a few rounds, he was not interested and went back soon. When he saw two young Hus come back, he called them out for dinner together. He found a decent restaurant and ordered a table of dishes. The young Hus did not dare to put down their chopsticks. When Yang Rui finished eating, he still had a table of dishes. He had no choice but to pack them for lunch. Yang Rui only took two dishes and stuffed the rest to them.

In the next few days, Yang Rui was copying books day and night. It was Sunday again. Yang Rui was copying books in a dim way. When he heard someone knocking on the door and asked who it was. He only said sir outside the door. Yang Rui had no choice but to hide his notebook and then open the door. When he opened the door, he saw Qian Bocong standing at the door, looking dejected, without the spirit of the past.

Yang Rui didn't reply, and he was still in the book, so he asked him to come in and sit. At this time, Mrs. Huang ran up and said a hurry to Qian Bocong's Wuxi dialect. His expression was very excited, but he could not hear the fierce smell. He was soft. Yang Rui only vaguely heard something that seemed to drop out of school. Qian Bocong had a bitter face. Yang Rui hurriedly persuaded and explained: "Mrs. Huang, don't be angry, say something if you have something to do." As he said that, he took the stool and let Mrs. Huang sit down.

Mrs. Huang was very excited and did not sit down. She just said thank you to Yang Rui, and then complained to Yang Rui: "Mr. Yang, the villain nowadays is so disobedient. She doesn't read a good book, but she just dropped out of school after learning bad things from others. Sister Wu didn't know how sad she was. He refused to admit his mistakes and asked him to go back to school to ask the teacher to give him a favor to go back to class, but she didn't want to. She was just a cow, and she didn't listen to her or beat her." Mrs. Huang sighed deeply and went downstairs.

Angrying out of school is a big problem. Yang Rui was speechless and asked Qian Bocong: "Are you really going to drop out of school?"

Qian Bocong nodded and said nothing.

Yang Rui asked again: "Why did you drop out of school? I think you still love studying very much?"

Qian Bocong said muffled: "There is a teacher named Guo in the next class who is very bad. One day in class, he saw an ink bottle placed on his chair. He said that someone was teasing him and asked a few classmates to find the person who put the bottle for him. Later, a villain falsely accused the other three classmates, and he wanted to expel the three classmates. When the class met, he helped to plead for love. He was all the more serious. Everyone was dissatisfied. The class petitioned the school general office. Later, the general office said that the whole class gathered to cause trouble and wanted to rebel, so he expelled the whole class."

It was incredible to hear this. It was okay to get expelled from several people, but the whole class had never heard of it.

Qian Bocong continued: "Later, the whole school knew about it. He sent representatives and the general office to theory, but the general office insisted on expelling their entire class. We couldn't stand it, so we dropped out of school and protested."

Yang Rui asked: "Who are you doing?"

Qian Bocong said: "The general manager is Wang Fengzao, and now he has resigned."

Wang Fengzao, this person appeared in the novel about the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895. He seemed to be the ambassador to Japan. He also accidentally leaked his passwords, causing all the passwords of the Beiyang army to be invalid. He is a person who reads books so hard. No wonder he is so tough to the students. He knows that this person makes no sense. He asked again: "Didn't your school run by Shanda? Will he do this?"

He said that Sheng Xuanhuai Qian Bocong's voice darkened and said, "Mr. Sheng was worried at home and said he would not see guests. The next day, no one was sent to dissuade everyone from school."

When he heard Sheng Xuanhuai's actions, he knew that he would have no chance to expect him, and he was probably inappropriate to drop out of school. Yang Rui sighed: "What are you going to do now?"

Qian Bocong didn't say anything for a while. Yang Rui looked at him, but he was excited and said, "I harmed everyone. Joined the whole school to protest that I have a share. Now everyone has dropped out of school and doesn't know where to go. He said yes..." He sobbed: "It's said it's his own school, but now it's because there is no money, and the second is that the teachers are not enough..."

Seeing this, Yang Rui had to support his back, pour water to him, and comforted him: "If you think this way, it means you are a very responsible person, which is very good. You are on the right side and doing it right. This matter is a bit out of control. As for what it will turn out like this, it is not your fault. Wang Fengzao is a person with a very unclear mind. In fact, you didn't harm everyone, you helped everyone."

Qian Bocong looked up and looked at Yang Rui strangely. Yang Rui didn't dare to say anything about the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895. Then he continued, "Nanyang Public School was originally a good school, but without you, it would be no longer a good school. Because you left, you took away a spirit at the same time. In the future, students from Nanyang Public School were slaves without thoughts. And you, after such training, it would be easier to become a talent than a plain and stable." If you want to comfort someone, the best way is not to say that it doesn't matter if you did something wrong, but to say that you did it right. The inheritance of Nanyang Public School in the later generations of Nanyang Public Schools has always been mainly science and engineering, which is the sequelae of this time. In order to avoid any more accidents, Sheng Xuanhuai ordered the school to no longer open liberal arts classes, so the school began to focus entirely on science and engineering; and this spirit was later brought to Peking University, shaping the free and inclusive school spirit of Peking University.

Yang Rui was still very reasonable to comfort him. Qian Bocong stopped crying. He calmed down and bowed heavily and said, "Thank you, Mr. Bocong didn't dare to come, but now everyone discusses to run a school so that everyone will not lose school, but the school club lacks Western learning teachers. This time I came here, I wanted to ask the teacher to teach us business, please agree."

Yang Rui pondered for a while, thought about his progress in copying the book and said, "Okay, I have negotiated with the library for publishing time. If there are not many classes for you, it should not be delayed."

Qian Bocong heard Yang Rui agree and laughed: "Not too much, no more, not too much." Seeing that he had not wiped his tears, Yang Rui gave him a piece of straw paper. Then he asked about the situation of the school society. Qian Bocong said: "The school society has just been established these days, and its address is in Fuyuan, Nichengqiao. Mr. Cai, a special class teacher who dropped out of school with everyone, is in charge. Now more than 140 people have settled down. Those who are in Shanghai will go home to live, while those who are outside of the country live in Fuyuan. Now, it is mainly because there are not enough teachers in Western learning, and it is easy to find some things, mathematics, etc., which is philosophy, business, etc., and Bocong really cannot come to ask for his teacher."

Yang Rui thought that in China, he only learned technology, which is just the main purpose of middle school and Western learning for use. The translated books are few books about ideas and economics, and they are all technical books. He asked again: "What about your teaching materials?"

Qian Bocong said: "The business textbook is the original book "Original Fu", but the other books say they have not been printed yet."

Yang Rui waved his hand and said, "Please follow my business textbooks. Once my manuscript is ready, I will give it to the Commercial Press to see if he can print it briefly first and use it as a textbook for you first. As for the others, you should look for other teachers first, and if there is no one, then look for me."

Qian Bocong said immediately and hurriedly went downstairs to go back to the school. Yang Rui waited for him to leave and sighed: You are still too soft-hearted.

The next day, Yang Rui finally finished writing the manuscript of the second volume of Economics. At noon, he went to the Commercial Press and asked someone to report that Mr. Xie was upstairs and asked him to go upstairs.

After Yang Rui went up to meet, the two of them were not allowed to be polite. After handing over the manuscript, Yang Rui mentioned the textbook and told Nanyang Public School. Mr. Xie was also enthusiastic and said, "I have heard of this. The newspaper is now arguing about who is right and who is wrong in the school of students. It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong. The key is that the students have to attend classes. This is the main business. Wait, I'll ask how long it takes to print it." After that, he simply called the managers of the printing of the school board one by one, and after asking, "The first volume is already in school, and I'll wait for the second volume. It takes three to five days to click the proofreading because of the trouble. The proofreading of the school type generally takes more than ten days, and at least one week, so it will be printed quickly. It will take at least half a month."

Yang Rui calculated that this would still be delayed, but this is the fastest. The factory always has processes and time is always required. I didn’t say anything at the moment, but I just thanked me solemnly.

When he was about to go out, Mr. Xie thought for a while and said, "Brother Jingcheng, I will think about it again and see if I can try to print the first volume quickly. Please leave an address, and I will print it and send it directly there."

Yang Rui left the address of the school, and the consignee wrote Qian Bocong, and said, "I may not be there, and the book money will be deducted from the edition fee at that time."

Mr. Xie smiled: "No problem, no problem, the library only charges for these hundred books."

That night, Qian Bocong came over again. He brought a class schedule. The business class mentioned in the class schedule is only available in the senior grades, but there are two levels in the senior grade, with two or three classes in each level. After reading it, Yang Rui said, "How big is your classroom? How many people can you sit?" After saying that, he was puzzled by Qian Bocong, and he said, "I mean, can you try to attend two classes together and take big classes during class? In this way, I will teach two classes twice a week, each time two classes - the two classes are coherent and convenient to attend classes. It is best to be in the morning. If not, arrange them in the first two classes in the afternoon."

Qian Bocong had never seen such an arrangement, but it was indeed beneficial. He remembered it firmly and said: "Mr. Cai hopes that Mr. Cai can go there once in these two days. I heard that it was a fundraising event and that class will start in two days."

Yang Rui thought about it and had to meet to explain the lesson schedule clearly. He said to Qian Bocong: "Let's do this, go back and tell your Mr. Cai that I'll visit you tomorrow morning."

Qian Bocong nodded after hearing this and said, "Okay, I will tell Mr. Cai that I will wait for the teacher to come in the school tomorrow morning, so I will go back first. Mr.." After that, he went downstairs.

The next morning, after breakfast, Yang Rui found a rickshaw to go to Nicheng Bridge. The Nicheng Bridge was next to the racecourse, not too far from Ruyili. Fuyuanli 21 was at the innermost point, and the more students went in, the more students they had, they arrived at the place, but they saw a row of three-story houses in Shikumen. There were two signs hanging next to one of the door holes, one was the Chinese Education Association and the other was the Patriotic Society. As he was watching, Qian Bocong came out of nowhere, bowed in front of him and said, "Sir, it's early!"

Yang Rui had become accustomed to his politeness, nodded, followed him in, entered a Shiku door, and passed through the patio to the living room. A middle-aged man came out inside, looking thin, thirty years old, with some sparse goatee beard on his thin cheeks and a round glasses, but his eyes were very clear, and he looked like a knowledgeable scholar.

The two bowed their hands, and Mr. Cai said, "Mr. Yang is a talented man, I have long admired him."

Yang Rui also hurriedly replied politely: "I dare not, I dare to do it, I will do it. Is this Premier Cai?"

Mr. Cai smiled and said, "I dare not, it is Jimin. It is all you love."

Yang Rui had to make a polite decision again. After the greetings, both parties sat in the living room. Yang Rui didn't want to go around any circle and asked directly: "Brother Jimin, I don't know how the school is preparing, how many days will the class start?"

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Chapter completed!