Rhode Island Park Project

By the way——

Raise your hand and clap.

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"Woo!"

Chapter 409: Bang! (Onomatopoeia)

"...Currently, our student population at all levels has reached over 8400,"

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"This covers all grades from primary school to high school. We are currently preparing for university courses, but the teacher resources required are more difficult to obtain than those of all the previous grades, so the current progress is relatively slow."

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"..."

Golding's gaze involuntarily drifted in a certain direction.

"Don't be distracted, okay?"

He reminded with a smile, and pulled out a tissue to wipe Miss Bagpipe's thigh.

"……Um."

Golding responded, shifting his thighs slightly as he sat in his lap.

Being in his arms, such a tiny movement certainly could not be hidden from him, but he just maintained a smile on his face and said nothing.

"Instead of the university courses in the subject area, the Armored Knight's reserve mecha driving course has been opened with 10 classes, totaling more than 400 people, and each class is taught by military personnel.

We have reached an agreement with the Armored Forces, and active armored drivers will also take turns giving lectures at the academy."

Golding pursed his lips, his gaze involuntarily drawn to Luo Hang's raised hand, which had been lingering for a while. Then, without daring to be distracted, he continued,

"According to research, over 30% of lower-grade students are attracted to the Armored Knight course, and over people have signed up for the reserve course. However, our current conditions are limited in all aspects..."

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Luo Hang's palm finally fell.

Golding clearly saw that Bagpipe, who was lying on the desk, trembled a little, and she covered her mouth with both hands and raised her chin. Even though he couldn't see her expression, he could feel Miss Fiona's uncontrollable...pleasure.

"Do you wish to be punished too, my Archbishop?"

Suddenly, a whisper with a smile came from close to her ears.

Golding then realized that he had been distracted again.

One hand lifted the hem of her coat, slowly stroked her thigh, and finally squeezed into the gap between them to her buttocks, as if pinching it suggestively.

Her body suddenly felt numb, and she subconsciously glanced at the bagpipe lying on the table, then lowered her head slightly with her eyebrows lowered.

"If that is your will, your bishop is willing to accept the punishment."

"Oh, even if you have to be punished, you have to complete the work properly first."

Luo Hang left her ear again, and if it weren't for his hand that was placed under her buttocks, it was as if nothing had happened.

"Yes……"

Golding regained his composure and said, "We currently have a vocational and technical training division for social workers with over 2,000 people, and the number of staff is constantly increasing. We also need teachers, equipment, and practice venues. Since some people live far away from school, we are also planning to build school buildings.

At the current pace, I'm afraid we'll have the entire campus fully built in about three to four months."

"Ah."

Luo Hang pondered for a moment.

He slapped Fengpi in the face first, then said, "You don't have to worry about the campus issue. Once the situation stabilizes, I'll get you a new plot of land as a new campus. You can do whatever you want with it then."

Is 8000 students a lot? If we assume 20% of school-age children, with Rhode Island's current population of over 30, there should be 6 children in school.

Although the calculation of this number is extremely rough, it is obviously not something that can be covered by just 8000.

6 people, this is actually the population of many small mobile cities. What's more, he asked Golding to build a super large complex school that covers nine years of compulsory education, social and vocational skills training, and a military mecha academy.

If we include those working people who make a living other than students, this number is probably enough to be comparable to that of a city.

Without forgetting to slap Bagpipe again, he continued:

"Mecha piloting shouldn't just be taught at the university level. It might be a bit too early for elementary school right now, but starting it in high school is perfectly fine. Junior high school students can wait and see how well high school is doing before making a decision."

Golding's gaze followed Luo Hang's palm.

He first grabbed a tissue to wipe his hands, then took another one and wiped Bagpipe's thigh.

"When I return, I'll have the factory produce a batch of simplified training power armor and place them in your school."

Luo Hang continued.

Anyway, the main armored forces are now approaching saturation, and the drivers cannot keep up with the production of mechas, so the productivity is just left alone.

Training aircraft can be produced much faster than high-end special-purpose aircraft.

By the way,

ask questions,

What should I do at this time?

That's right.

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"Delegating the mecha piloting course to lower-level courses...I'm afraid it will have a certain impact on other subjects."

Principal Golding suddenly returned to his work mode at this moment, frowning slightly. "Given the popularity of the Armored Knight, especially among children and teenagers, I'm afraid it will be a huge distraction to their attention."

"Yeah, but things like this always have to happen. It's better to solve them in the early stages of development than to have more trouble later."

Luo Hang also expressed his agreement. "Besides, this kind of thing has both advantages and disadvantages. Even if it's just high school, the mecha piloting course should be very attractive to parents of all school-age children. As long as it is linked to the enrollment rate and admission rate, these grades are all connected.

As for learning, our current plan is to make the mecha course a separate class. It's also possible to let this class serve as a goal for other students to study hard. As for how to do more in other aspects, that's something for you and other teachers to consider."

and also,

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Golding couldn't help but take another look at the bagpipe, which was shaking more and more violently.

Fiona looks like this...is it almost time?

"I understand."

She nodded, and stretched out her hands to hold Luo Hang's hand that was about to take a tissue.

"So, is there anything else you need to ask about...official matters?"

"Oh?"

He looked at the principal in front of him with sparkling eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "The verbal inquiry should be considered over, but if you don't personally go and take a look at the work, you are an unqualified leader.

What time do you have lunch? I think starting with lunch in the cafeteria at noon is a good start.

"It's... 40 minutes later..."

Golding stood up from his arms, glanced back at him with an ambiguous expression, then leaned over to the other side of the desk and lifted the hem of his coat.

"Could you please help me with my skirt?"

"Heh, you want help with your punishment? Do it yourself."

"Huh, yes."

"Boom——"

He glanced at the sudden flash of lightning outside the window.

"…The storm is coming."

Chapter 410: He is willing to use some means on me, which means he has me in his heart!

I have to say that whipping a bagpiper's butt is still a very laborious job.

This girl Vaifan has such a great body. Her butt is not just plump, but also too... elastic.

The extremely flexible and resilient pads can not only bear the force, but also bounce back with considerable force after being compressed. This is a super powerful interpretation of Newton's third law.

He was grimacing when he whipped someone before he underwent level 2 enhancement, and he was still grimacing after the enhancement, but when such a big one was placed in front of him... he couldn't help but whip it. He really had no temper at all.

In comparison, Goldin, who was just an ordinary female teacher, had much more tender flesh. After being whipped, she was definitely being punished in the true sense. Even he couldn't bear to see her miserable appearance.

"Can you still get up?"

He habitually pulled out a piece of tissue to wipe his hands, but did not help the principal who was lying on his desk.

"Ha... huh... yes."

Panting, Golding raised her arms and slowly supported her body. Her long skirt cascaded down naturally, covering up the scene that was either charming or terrifying. Her fluffy silver tail moved weakly and returned to its original position.

With his hands on the edge of the table, Golding calmed his breathing a little and moved his feet slightly, but his movements could not help but pause.

pain.

This is a chastisement from the Lord.

She did not feel pleasure in pain, but facing her own beliefs, even punishment and pain made her feel happy.

——This is a punishment given by the Lord himself.

huh... huh...

Before persuading others to believe in religion, the so-called archbishop is himself the most fanatical believer.

"Are you all right, Miss Golding."

Seeing Golding taking a step and then leaning on the table and gasping for breath, Bagpipe beside him asked with some concern.

"Well, I'm fine."

Golding calmed down and put on a quiet smile that didn't show any of the fanaticism of a believer.

"Lunchtime is still 30 minutes away. Doctor, are you going to the cafeteria now, or would you like to kill some time?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Golding who was smiling elegantly in front of him.

"Don't you need a break?"

"How could I delay the doctor's official business because of myself? Please don't worry about me."

The smile on Golding's face remained unchanged.

He looked at the woman in front of him who had been so weak as to choose to end it for a while, and also laughed.

"Don't be so anxious."

He reached out and picked up the exquisite teacup on the table, brought it to his lips and took a sip of the cold coffee.

Yes, the appearance and style of this cup are full of the flavor of Victorian black tea cups, and the teapot next to it is exactly the same. But in the end, the cup is filled with coffee, and it is Colombian espresso that is bitter from the tongue to the back of the throat in one sip, which is extremely refreshing.

He had discovered this before, and what was certain was that Golding, as a Gallic survivor who had lived in Victoria from beginning to end, did indeed prefer black tea.

My favorite tea set ended up being used to hold something so bitter it made me frown. After excluding my hobby, I could only consider the functionality of coffee.

Refreshing.

Golding's performance almost makes people forget that this quiet woman with a strong literary atmosphere was originally just an ordinary teacher.

He doesn't know any Originium skills, nor has he undergone any martial arts training. His physical fitness is the same as that of ordinary people in most cities.

He was able to start from an ordinary teacher who knew nothing about administration and build up such a vast and well-organized campus in front of him, and he was able to handle various matters in the church in an admirable way, and he still hadn't given up reading and studying... There must be a price to pay.

It's just that no one usually sees it.

Heidi, the Foreign Minister and Golding's roommate, has been busy trying to win over the conservatives recently. Apart from mentioning it to his good friend a few times, he actually didn't see with his own eyes what Golding had contributed to all this.

But compared to those things that require a lot of description, the cup of bitter coffee in the black tea cup in front of him, an insignificant corner of life, actually made him feel a lot.

Flirting is flirting, but as a leader, after personal pleasure and satisfaction, you still have to be sober and not forget that distinguishing rewards and punishments is only the most basic job. Well... it doesn't necessarily mean separation.

He touched his chin.