Before 1992, universities were still publicly funded. They only needed to pay a few dozen yuan a year. The biggest expense was still living expenses.
However, in 1994, due to the expansion of the school, the average tuition fee for the university had reached 1000 yuan per semester in just two years! 20,000 a year!
What kind of concept was this? The average annual income was just over 3,000 yuan. This price was one of the main reasons why many people chose to give up college and high school.
In the small county where Zhang Mu was born, the average annual income of a family was only a little over 1,000 yuan. Some families even earned less than 1,000 yuan a year.
The tuition fees for Zhang Mu's first semester in university were the family's savings over the years. They had even borrowed some money. After all, they could not let Zhang Mu go to school without any living expenses.
It was also for this reason that Zhang Mu would often do some part-time jobs, such as tutoring, distributing flyers, and opening a small shop in school. It could be said that as long as it could earn money and did not violate his principles, Zhang Mu was willing to do it.
During the New Year this year, Zhang Mu had taken 400 yuan from his family, plus the 700 yuan he had saved up in one semester, enough to pay for the tuition fees for the second semester of his freshman year.
Last semester, Zhang had worked hard at his part-time job, and the school store was even better. Not only did he manage to cover his expenses, but he had also saved more than 900 yuan, which was almost enough to pay for this semester's tuition!
Therefore, Zhang Mu decided to strike while the iron was hot. He wouldn't go home during the summer break and would work in Shanghai. If he could earn another thousand yuan, he would have enough money for his tuition fees and living expenses for this semester. He could even send some money to his family.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as he wished. He didn't earn any money. Instead, all the 900 yuan he had was taken away, leaving Zhang Mu with no money to pay his tuition fees.
Huang Dalin had been arrested, but the money could not be given just like that. It could only be returned after all the cases had been settled. Zhang Mu remembered that the money was only recovered at the end of the first semester of his sophomore year, near the new year.
He couldn't ask for money from his family. The family's savings had already been spent. If he asked again, he could only ask his father to lend him money.
At that time, Zhang Mu even had the thought of dropping out of school. After all, school was so expensive. The tuition fee alone cost 2,000 yuan a year. Moreover, he would not be assigned a job after graduating in 1997.
And if he went to work, as long as he saved money, he could send at least a thousand yuan or more to his family in a year, right?
Zhang Mu's thoughts spread and he recalled another scene.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that you skipped class because you were involved in a multi-level marketing organization…How about this, Zhang Mu, since things have already happened, we can only choose to face reality. It's useless to escape.”
"I can lend you your tuition fees first. You should forget about this matter and focus on your lessons.”
"As for the money, the teacher has already started working and has his own savings. A thousand yuan doesn't affect me much. When you start working in the future and have more money, you can return the money to me, okay?”
Zhang
Mu, is Student Zhang Mu here?”
Just as Zhang Mu was immersed in his past memories and his thoughts drifted further and further away, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.
"Teacher, Mu Zi is here.”
Seeing that Zhang Mu didn't respond to Duan Qiong's calls, Zhen Yihai, who was sitting next to Zhang Mu, quickly said.
"Oh, our student Zhang Mu might be practicing Qigong. He's in a deep meditative state and is no longer affected by the outside world.”
Duan Qiong didn't feel angry when he saw Zhang Mu staring blankly and not saying a word. It was the student beside him who helped him answer. Instead, he made a small joke.
This year, the Qigong craze had not completely subsided. There were often students practicing Qigong together in the small forest of the school.
In the past few years, there were crazy times. In some schools, teachers and principals would even bring their students to practice together.
However, to practice Qigong, one had to find a quiet place with good air. Now that Zhang Mu was in a daze and was said to be practicing Qigong, it was very interesting. The students were amused and burst into laughter.
"Teacher Duan is right. I was at a critical moment in my cultivation just now, so I couldn't speak. Otherwise, at the very least, my entire life's worth of cultivation strength would be lost, and at the very worst, I would suffer from internal injuries due to cultivation deviation.”
At this moment, Zhang Mu also came back to his senses. He also joked,
"However, Teacher Duan reminded me that the classroom is a place for learning. This time, it's my fault. If I cultivate again in the future, I'll find a more secluded place.”
Zhang Mu's words made the atmosphere in the classroom even more cheerful.
Although the teachers in the university didn't care about the students 'personal affairs, and the students weren't afraid of the homeroom teacher, they were still teachers. Everyone was still a little reserved when facing the homeroom teacher.
Especially since Duan Qiong was about the same age as everyone else, young, beautiful, and elegant, who would dare to joke with her?
For someone like Zhang Mu, who joked with the other party on the first day, he instantly won the worship of countless male students.
"Alright, let's not joke around anymore. Let's continue with the roll call…"
Duan Qiong naturally couldn't let the class go on like this, so he immediately said seriously.
On the first day of school, there was not much to do. The main thing was to take attendance and distribute the subject list for the new semester. Then, they could leave.
After all, it was a university, so it was much more lenient than high school. The homeroom teacher wouldn't be like the homeroom teacher in high school, who was too strict with the students and even violated the students 'privacy. It was more like what Duan Qiong said, serving the students.
After taking attendance, distributing the new curriculum, and getting to know everyone, Duan Qiong announced the end of the class, packed his things, and left.
"Muzi, let's go back to the dormitory and pack up. Then, we'll go to the small shop outside to buy some beer or something. We'll drink in the dormitory tonight to celebrate.”
"Right, right, right. After all, we haven't seen each other for two months. Let's drink and chat…"
For the people in the dormitory, they hadn't seen Zhang Mu for two months, but for Zhang Mu, many people hadn't seen him for twenty years.
Other than Zhen Yihai, who had been in contact with Zhang Mu since they had both developed their careers in Yanjing after graduation, Zhang Mu couldn't even remember the names of the others.
However, returning to university and experiencing university life again seemed to be a good idea. In his previous life, his university life was spent working, part-time, and studying. He did not have much time and energy to think about anything else.
Just as Zhang Mu was about to agree, his phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Zhang Mu took out his phone and looked at the caller ID. He quickly said to his roommate,
"We'll talk later. I'll go take a call first…"
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