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"Mr. Yu said twenty million?" Su Yue's shocked voice could be heard even from outside the office.

"Yes." Yu Heng nodded calmly.

Principal Wen was also surprised; he had thought Yu Heng would donate around five million yuan to the Second Middle School.

After all, they donated ten million yuan to Qixiang High School, while the scale of Mingde No. 2 Middle School is worlds apart from that of Qixiang High School.

"President Yu is showing favoritism because No. 2 Middle School is smaller than our No. 7 High School!" Principal Wen said, seemingly jokingly probing.

"I'm not biased; each of the three children will receive ten million," Yu Heng replied with a smile.

Principal Wen's eyes darted around; this really couldn't be considered favoritism. Besides, both children would be going to high school in a couple of years, and the younger one, with better grades, would definitely get in.

The older one will likely struggle academically depending on class placement, and getting into their school might be a bit risky, but they do have special admissions programs! A student with millions in donations—he believes the school administration won't have any objections.

"Then, when do you think we should hold this donation ceremony?" Su Yue asked cautiously, afraid that Yu Heng might say he wouldn't donate at any moment.

"I won't be staying here long, a simple event this afternoon will suffice," Yu Heng waved his hand, indicating that he didn't want to make a big fuss.

"This?" Su Yue looked at Principal Wen.

“Mr. Yu is busy, so you can just do a simple one.” Principal Wen gave him the instructions directly: “Go and prepare now. In this spare time, call Mr. Yu’s niece’s homeroom teacher over so that Mr. Yu can also learn about their situation at school.”

“Principal Wen’s idea is good. We’ll have to trouble Principal Su.” Yu Heng nodded, very satisfied with Principal Wen’s suggestion.

Teachers' office on the first floor.

Teacher Huang

Huang Jingyu was preparing her lesson: "Director Luo? What's up?"

"Come with me to the conference room." Luo Yang beckoned him out. "Is your class next period? It's okay, I'll have someone cover for you later."

Huang Jingyu quickly grabbed her notebook and pen and got up. When she got to the door, she saw Zhao Pingping, the homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 7.

"Just the two of us?" Huang Jingyu asked Zhao Pingping in a low voice as she followed behind Director Luo.

"Just the two of you. I'll take you to meet a big boss who's going to donate to our school. He's a parent of one of the students in your class. He wants to ask you about your situation."

Hearing the voices behind them, Director Luo explained, "It's Yang Qingying and Yang Qingyan. Compile information about their studies, lives, personalities, and friendships so they can be confident when people ask questions later."

Both are young teachers, so Director Luo inevitably had to offer them some guidance.

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"Mr. Yu, these are Ms. Huang Jingyu, the homeroom teacher of Class 4, Grade 8, and Ms. Zhao Pingping, the homeroom teacher of Class 1, Grade 7," Director Luo introduced to Yu Heng.

"Hello, teachers. I am Yu Heng, and I am Yang Qingying and Yang Qingyan's uncle." Yu Heng stood up, walked over, and shook hands with the two teachers.

As soon as Yu Heng stood up, everyone who had been chatting on the sofa also got up.

"Please come and sit down, teachers. We were just talking about the children's studies when you arrived," Principal Wen greeted them kindly.

Huang Jingyu sat down with Zhao Pingping and listened to Zhao Pingping's various effusive praises of Yang Qingyan. Yu Heng occasionally asked questions, and it was clear that he was very satisfied.

She sat next to me, looking a little nervous.

She has been Yang Qingying's homeroom teacher since the first year of junior high school.

Yang Qingying has always been a quiet girl; well-behaved and obedient is the impression she gives to everyone.

She studies very hard and diligently, but her grades just won't improve. Others can get at least 35% of the results with 50% effort, but she can't even get 10%.

If a student is not serious about studying or does not like studying, the teacher can still correct their behavior.

However, teachers can't bear to criticize students who lack academic talent but work hard.

"Qingyan is good in every way, but she can be a bit careless at times, and often loses points on exams due to carelessness," Zhao Pingping summarized.

Yu Heng nodded, summarizing that Yang Qingyan was an excellent student with outstanding academic performance, a cheerful and generous personality, and a careless but correctable nature.

Turning to Yang Qingying's homeroom teacher, Huang Jingyu, he said, "Teacher Huang, I don't know how Qingying is doing at school. I don't usually live with them, so I don't know much about their situation."

"Qingying studies very hard, and all her teachers like her very much." Huang Jingyu struggled to organize her thoughts.

"She doesn't have any conflicts with her classmates. Although she doesn't fight or joke around with them, she is very close to her deskmate, Qin Ke, and they often go in and out together."

"She's also the art class representative, and the art teacher says her paintings have a lot of spirit!"

"She's very good at drawing?" Yu Heng asked, slightly concerned.

"Yes, although her grades aren't very good..." Huang Jingyu was startled when she realized what she had said and instinctively looked at Yu Heng's face.

"It's alright, I guess she's not doing too well in her studies, right?" Yu Heng smiled, indicating that he didn't care much.

"Yes, although she struggles with her studies, she takes them very seriously." Huang Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Heng smiled slightly. "It's good that she has good grades, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't. As long as she can make friends at school and be happy, that's good enough."

Once you've reached a certain level, the qualifications of your juniors aren't actually that important.

Huang Jingyu can relax now; it's good that she's not a parent who only cares about grades.

“I talked to her, and she said she wanted to study oil painting in the future, but our small city doesn’t have the resources for it, and art colleges are hard to get into. I originally suggested that she could study online first, but she didn’t want anyone to know.” Teacher Huang sighed a little as she said this.

"I understand, thank you, Teacher Huang. She can talk to you about these things, so she must trust you a lot."

"No, I just did what a teacher should do."

Yu Heng guessed that Yang Qingying probably didn't want to add to her family's burden.

He once saw a claim online that said in families with many children, the child in the middle is more likely to be neglected.

Yu Heng doesn't want to be that kind of parent.

He had actually guessed that Yang Qingying's studies were probably not very good, based on the class assignments, Director Luo's attitude during meals, and the state of the two homeroom teachers when they came over.

But he didn't think that being bad at studying was a big deal. If he couldn't get into the national college entrance examination, he could easily get into a prestigious foreign university by donating some money.

The time passed quickly while we chatted, and then Director Luo came over to inform us that everything was ready.

On the playground, on the high platform, students and school leaders gave speeches.

"Let's welcome Mr. Yu Heng with applause to speak!"

Taking the microphone from the teacher, I said, "Hello everyone, I am Yu Heng. Today, on behalf of myself, I am donating 20 million yuan to Mingde No. 2 Middle School for school renovation, improving the learning environment, and enhancing the teaching staff. I hope that all students will cherish the opportunity to study at the school, live up to every effort you make now, and never forget every dream you have now, so that you will have a better future... Well, it's a bit cold today, so I won't ramble on any longer. Thank you everyone!"

School leaders led the applause, and then took a group photo.

Finally, it ended. Before the students had even returned to their classrooms, Yu Heng stepped down from the stage, found Yang Qingying in front of the entire school, and waved to Yang Qingyan, who was not far away.

"Uncle will probably be visiting the school with Principal Su later. Don't leave after class, take Uncle's car home later." Yu Heng patted their heads.

“Okay, then Yan Yan and I will wait for you in the classroom after class,” Yang Qingying said obediently.

"Uncle, I'll go to my sister's classroom and wait for you there!" Yang Qingyan said with a cute smile.

Yu Heng couldn't help but pat their little heads again: "Let's go back to the classroom, it's windy outside."

Goodbye, Uncle!

"Uncle, I'm waiting for you!"

Back in the classroom, Yang Qingying, her face slightly flushed, returned to her seat under the watchful eyes of her classmates.

"Wow, Yingying, is that Mr. Yu your uncle?" Qin Ke asked Yang Qingying impatiently as soon as she sat down.

The classroom fell silent, and the students all listened intently.

"Yes," Yang Qingying said in what she thought was a soft voice, but the classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and all the students heard her.

"Your uncle is so rich! He donated so much money to the school!" Qin Ke exclaimed in amazement. "So, will you move away from here?"

Qin Ke's home is in the next neighborhood to Yang Qingying's home, and they often visit each other on their days off.

Qin Ke felt a little sad at the thought that Yang Qingying might move.

"I don't know either, but the move shouldn't be too far, I'm still studying here." Seeing her friend's low spirits, Yang Qingying quickly offered words of comfort.

She genuinely didn't know if they would move. Although she could sense that her uncle loved them very much, she actually didn't know him at all.

However, seeing how much money her uncle spent on her and her sister today, she thought they would probably move to a big house with an elevator, big enough for all of them to live in. It would also be more convenient for her great-grandmother and great-uncle to go out, as they wouldn't have to climb the stairs so hard anymore.