don't call me singer

Chapter 1353 The distress of the Student Welfare Committee
In a corner of the old office building of Dongwon University, there is a small activity room. There are many old furniture in the activity room, as well as tea sets, pens, inkstones, Go and chess...

Of course, there is also a [-]-inch TV and a sound system.

Outside the door of the conference room, there are two signs.

"Retired Faculty and Staff Activity Center of Dongwon University."

"Student Welfare Committee of Dongwon University."

This is where Dongyuan University claims to have the most "power" besides the principal.

This organization, composed of retired alumni and retired faculty members of Dongyuan University, is involved in almost every aspect of the entire school.

Whether it is Dongwon University’s free freshman year tuition, the school song competition that has persisted for more than 30 years, or the "Starlight Award" this time, it all comes from the Student Welfare Committee.

The funds of the Student Welfare Committee come partly from donations from alumni, partly from its own investment and operation, and partly from income other than school teaching activities.

For example, in this school song competition, although there were not too many commercial advertisements, the implantation, sponsorship, ticket sales, etc., did not know how much it cost.

And this money is basically used to distribute scholarships for students, help poor students, and help students deal with some crises.

For a school at the level of Dongwon University, actually entering the university is the most difficult threshold. After entering the university, it is absolutely impossible for you to be poor and hungry.

People like Zhu Yuhu, who carry their whole family on their backs, even carry their grandmother to school, do their best to work and study to earn enough money, are the very few among the very few.

However, today, they encountered the greatest distress since the establishment of the Welfare Committee.

At this moment, the live broadcast of Dongyuan University's aviation design competition is being broadcast on the big TV.

All the auditoriums around were packed, and the grand occasion was already comparable to a school song competition.

But in front of the TV, the seven or eight gray-haired old men sitting there seemed to be thinking about something, each of them was depressed and drank tea sullenly.

As soon as the tea was boiling, the door was pushed open again, and a young man ran in: "Old Chen, it's not good, it's not good..."

"What's wrong?" After Chen Lao heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he covered his chest. His little heart couldn't stand the fright.

"No matter how bad it is, can it be worse than yesterday?" Old Hong next to him stared, with three hairs flying on his head.

"Uh..." The young man shook the information in his hand, "There are more than 30 people here who have applied for the Starlight Award..."

"So many?" The Starlight Awards have been released in the first place. If this continues, the Starlight Awards may not be passed on.
The Starlight Award was also proposed by Mr. Chen about ten years ago. At that time, big data was in the ascendant. With the tools of big data, through data analysis, accurate distribution of assistance funds solved the problems that have existed widely for decades. Those who cannot apply, and those who do not need it are in the predicament of being assisted.

In recent years, in addition to big data, the "Starlight Award" has also added artificial intelligence, making the judgment more accurate.

Many students had a good family background when they first entered the school, but because of unexpected changes, they were suddenly short of money and were embarrassed to speak to others.With the help of the "Starlight Award" system, it will be difficult for a month at most, and the Starlight Award will be quietly lying in the meal card next month.

Many people are receiving Starlight Awards, even their classmates don't know.

It can be said that it has solved many problems silently and helped many people out of the predicament.

But now, the Starlight Award suddenly couldn't be issued.

How could Old Chen not be sad.

"This Xiaobai really took his classmates out of poverty and became rich..."

No one expected that such a method would be used.

Old Chen was sad for a while, and suddenly slapped his thigh:
"Hey, what are we doing here moaning and sighing? We should be happier!"

The students are no longer short of money, and their lives have improved. Isn't that a good thing?

"That's right, the Starlight Award can't be distributed, so the money can be used for other things! Isn't there Zhu Yuhu from the Department of Physics? We didn't study this before, so we have to give him a part of the support... Otherwise, Zhu Yuhu Call him more on the lake side?" Lao Hong said.

"It's not good to allocate funds directly. Let's go through the internal process and reduce or exempt his medical expenses." After all, Mr. Chen was more thoughtful, frowning and thinking.

"Well, Xiaohu's grandma was treated in the affiliated hospital of our school. I went to see the eldest sister. She is really in poor health. It takes a lot of money to take care of various chronic diseases and maintain a basic quality of life. Money." said a retired professor from the physics department.

"Look, isn't this money spent?" Elder Chen was very happy.

"Well... that's what I want to say." Seeing the happy words of the old people, the young man who came to report the news said with a wry smile, "Zhu Yuhu also applied to return the Starlight Award..."

"Ah? The matter of medical assistance..."

"I've known about his wishes before, when he filled out the application form, but this time I also said that he is not short of money now, and he can afford his grandma's expenses..."

"Even this little guy..." Mr. Chen was speechless.

Dongyuan University finally found someone who was so poor that he could be published in the newspapers, was it easy?

After doing this, the annual poverty alleviation task will not be completed.

"I want to know how much money Xiaobai made for everyone?" Lao Hong stroked the three hairs on his head, feeling a little puzzled.

"I guess..." Old God Chen said: "This wave will at least bring a few more billionaires to our school, dozens of multi-millionaires, thousands of millionaires... to earn enough for tuition and living expenses Yes, that's more."

As for those who turned out to be billionaires... I'm afraid they are even richer.

The students of Dongyuan University were all sent in by their hometown with drums and gongs, and all kinds of bonuses were given soft hands.

Most of them have money in their hands.

Otherwise, the most popular freshman elective course at Dongyuan University is financial management.

Speaking of which, it is also the idea of ​​the Student Welfare Committee to transfer the financial management class to the freshman elective.

"Hey, how do you know? Did you buy it too? Hey, you didn't take me with you!" Lao Hong was furious again.

"You have a bad temper, you won't live for a few years, why do you need so much money!"

"You still talk about me, what do you want so much money for?"

"Of course I'll keep it for my good granddaughter!" Old Chen narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, it's not for my family, it's okay." Lao Hong was happy again.

Chen Lao didn't refute Lao Hong, but frowned.

"Ah, bad!"

Mr. Chen suddenly remembered something: "This windfall may not be a good thing for our students! No, we have to act!"

At the age of only adults, they are already used to enjoying the windfall. What a shock it is to these children!

This matter cannot be taken lightly!

(End of this chapter)