Zuo Xiaoduo responded eagerly, "Principal Li, I have a rather half-baked suggestion."
"Oh? Let's hear it..."
"What do you think of a million?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked excitedly.
"A... a million?!" Li Changjiang's voice went completely off pitch.
Off to the side, Hu Ruoyun outright sprayed a mouthful of tea a considerable distance and coughed incessantly.
"Well, I think a million would be just right. This commendation is aimed at all the school's teachers, students, and parents. Too little certainly wouldn't do. A million isn't exactly a huge sum, but it's still substantial enough to demonstrate our school's financial strength."
"Think about it. Strong school finances mean strong teaching resources, and strong teaching resources mean a bright future for the students."
Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes shone. "Besides, a reward on this scale would also demonstrate our school's bold spirit, a breadth of vision like the sea embracing a hundred rivers. It would plainly announce: if you're a genius, come to my school, and I'll give you a scholarship and the most generous treatment..."
"Think about it, Principal. With this as a precedent, every genius, prodigy, and outstanding talent under heaven will be fighting to get into Second High School in the future!"
A brilliant glow blossomed across Zuo Xiaoduo's face, filled with longing for the future.
He felt there was a very good chance he could recover the million his father had spent buying pills for Nian Nian Cat a while ago. How could his heart not brim with eagerness? How could he not look forward to the future? All the more, his tongue blossomed with lotuses, his words pouring forth like a cascading river.
"Think about it, Principal. In a few hundred or a few thousand years... the supreme commander of Sun Moon Pass, the Left and Right Heavenly Kings, the