Chapter 3: Only Fools Are Easily Deceived!

Chapter 3: Only Fools Are Easily Deceived!

A list of card numbers was provided.

You were asked to contribute 1,000 through crowdfunding.

I felt like I might as well have "I'm a liar" written on my face.

Wang Yi shook his head, thinking about quitting this text message.

However, the message's content...

But it once again piqued his interest.

"Don't worry, I've planned to create a school roster. Those who participate in this school's fundraising will enjoy the following privileges and benefits:

Students who fall short of the score requirement will be admitted with a 50-point deduction.

Students who meet the score requirement will receive priority admission.

20% off at the school cafeteria.

20% off at the school bathhouse.

20% off when borrowing from the school library.

Free access to the school dormitory building after 24 o'clock.

And more..."

Seeing this series of "discounts," Wang Yi was left dumbfounded.

A straight 50-point drop!

Various 20% discounts!

And the ability to enter and exit the dormitory building freely after 24 o'clock.

It was unheard of.

But undeniably appealing.

However...

He searched for "Shanhe University" on the internet and found no such school at all.

It seemed...

Like it was still in the planning stages.

Wang Yi: "..."

Just when he was uncertain...

His phone suddenly rang, and it was his best friend calling.

"Hello? Wang Yi, you're short by 30 points for undergraduate studies, right? Well, I found a university and a way to buy points. It's not expensive, 20 yuan per point. Are you interested?"

Listening to his friend's voice, Wang Yi couldn't help but be puzzled.

He asked, "You're talking about... it can't be Shanhe University, can it?"

"Yes, how did you know? Oh, you received that text message too, right?"

"Why are you hesitating? Hurry up and transfer the money. If this school gets built, we'll be the founders! Do you know the school director? You'll have influence in the school, and you can do whatever you want!"

His excited friend's voice came through the phone again.

"You... you haven't already transferred the money, have you?"

The corner of Wang Yi's mouth twitched, his face at a loss for words.

"Of course, I transferred all my New Year's money. Hehe, let me tell you in secret, I transferred 2,000, and I'll be a senior school manager in the future!"

Wang Yi: "..."

Hearing his friend's words, he glanced at the text message again.

What was stated in the message was quite serious.

He couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Back in junior high school, he transferred 100 yuan to Qin Shihuang for travel expenses, and he still hadn't achieved any significant status.

But this time...

It seemed a bit different.

...

In Yucheng, at a middle school, in the teacher's office, Gu Tiancheng, the head teacher, was calculating the scores of the senior three students in this year's college entrance examination.

He was fifty-nine years old this year.

He had been a class teacher for decades and had guided numerous students.

Every year, he remained on the frontline of teaching.

"This year's students' scores are not bad. We have thirteen ones and twenty-eight twos."

Gu Tiancheng nodded slightly, talking to himself.

But there was still a hint of worry on his face.

You see, the 985 or 211 universities in each province had specific admission scores for every province in the country.

Local students often had a lower admission cutoff and were given priority in admission.

So, if you wanted to apply to a top university in another province, you had to exceed the cutoff by a considerable margin.

"This year's class students have achieved good scores, but it's still quite challenging to get into a prestigious university."

Gu Tiancheng sighed, looking somewhat helpless.

The problem was...

Henan, a province with a large population, didn't have many prestigious universities.

They could only compete with students from other provinces.

Unfortunately...

Under the current admissions policy, their students were at a natural disadvantage.

"Ding dong!"

Suddenly, Gu Tiancheng's phone received a text message.

He adjusted his reading glasses and opened the message.

What he saw was a message from Qin Mu that said, "The Four Provinces of Shanhe is vast, but they lack four 985-ranked universities!"

It struck a chord with Gu Tiancheng.

After reading the message, Gu Tiancheng pursed his lips and mumbled, "Interesting, there are actually people willing to change the status quo and create a top university for the Four Provinces?"

Regardless of whether this was a fool's dream, just the idea excited him.

"My old bones, I should support this cause!"

Gu Tiancheng firmly held his phone and noted the bank card number in the message.

Then...

He dialed his son's number from his contacts.

"Hello? Son, I just sent you a bank card number. Please make a transfer for me. I don't know how to do it. Just deposit 10,000."

...

At the same time...

Hundreds of millions of people in the four provinces across the country received the same crowdfunding text message.

The message was filled with fervor and optimism, calling for the creation of a university for the Four Provinces of Shanhe.

Certainly...

Most people dismissed this as a scam and ignored it.

However, some students who didn't perform well in the college entrance examination...

Driven by the low cost of 20 yuan and 1 cent per point, they transferred money to the bank card.

They hoped for a miracle.

And there were others...

Frustrated by the lack of prestigious universities in the Four Provinces of Shanhe, they silently donated 1,000 yuan.

They secretly funded this audacious idea.