"The generous help from the Chen family is undoubtedly a timely help to the academy."

Chen Xiaojun smiled and waved his hand, responding modestly: "Mr. Zhuang, you are too kind."

"The Chen family has always had a close relationship with the academy. If the academy is in trouble, our Chen family naturally cannot sit idly by."

"Moreover, the academy has trained so many outstanding talents and provided a lot of help and support to the Chen family."

"We should do this as a gesture of giving back to the academy."

Zhuang Mocheng nodded and said with great emotion: "Yes, the college and the Chen family have always supported each other and developed together."

Chen Xiaojun continued, "Mr. Zhuang, regarding the application for additional funds, I will go to the Snow City Lord with Dean Chen as soon as possible to discuss it."

"I believe that as long as we can fully demonstrate the contribution and potential of the academy, Lord Snow City will definitely support us."

Zhuang Mocheng nodded confidently and said, "I feel relieved with you and Dean Chen coming forward."

Chen Xiaojun smiled and nodded, then changed the subject and said, "However, Mr. Zhuang, it is better to rely on yourself than on others!"

Zhuang Mocheng frowned when he heard this, and asked in confusion: "???"

Chen Xiaojun patiently explained: "What I mean is that if our college can have strong economic strength and achieve self-sufficiency, then our development path will be broader and no longer constrained by external factors."

“We should actively explore the college’s economic development potential, find and develop new sources of income, and lay a solid foundation for the college’s long-term development.”

"In this way, no matter what kind of storms we encounter in the future, we will have enough confidence to deal with them calmly and with confidence."

Zhuang Mocheng listened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Is this... okay?"

Chen Xiaojun nodded affirmatively, "Of course! Our college has abundant resources and potential..."

As he spoke, he saw that Zhuang Mocheng still had a hint of hesitation on his face, a constipated expression, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, "Can we... have it?!"

Zhuang Mocheng seemed to come back to his senses, and nodded in agreement: "Xiaojun is right. We should indeed strengthen the economic construction of the college and improve our ability to develop ourselves."

"Well, please have a talk with Lord Chen Xiao and Lord Snow City to see if they can give us some concessions and provide us with some policies and support."

"......," Chen Xiaojun thought, "A gap? The government won't allow it?"

He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhuang, I will definitely try my best to fight for it."

The two chatted for a while about the plans and ideas for the future development of the college, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

The two walked out of the backyard side by side and came to the small garden between the backyard and the hall.

The garden is full of spring, with colorful flowers and the fragrance of flowers everywhere, making people feel particularly happy.

Zhuang Mocheng couldn't help but stop, took a deep breath of fresh air, smiled and exclaimed: "The Chen family's garden is really well-deserved. Every time I come here, it makes people feel refreshed."

Chen Xiaojun shook his head modestly: "It's just an ornament for your enjoyment. You are too polite, Mr. Zhuang."

As they were walking, they suddenly heard the sound of a piano, like the sound of a spirit in an empty valley.

Chen Xiaojun raised his eyebrows, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "This piano sound... should be Xiaoyi playing."

Zhuang Mocheng stopped when he heard this, with a curious look on his face: "Oh? Miss Xiaoyi can also play the piano? That's rare."

"Come on, Xiaojun, I also want to meet Miss Xiaoyi."

As they talked, they walked towards the direction where the piano sound came from.

After a while, they came to a corner of the garden, where they saw a purple-haired woman wearing a blue-white gauze dress and with a cool temperament sitting on a stone bench, playing the piano with her head down.

The woman was Xiaoyi.

Chen Xiaojun walked closer, stood behind Xiaoyi, and listened quietly to her playing the piano.

The sound of the piano is like the sound of a spring, full of charm.

Zhuang Mocheng was also standing aside, attracted by the unique sound of the piano.

At the beginning, Xiaoyi developed a strong interest in piano after listening to Chen Yanwu playing the piano.

Although Ye Xiuxin is not an expert in playing the zither, as the eldest daughter of the Ye family, she has some basic skills in the art.

During the years at Yin-Yang Eyes, Xiaoyi also began to practice playing the piano under the guidance of Ye Xiuxin.

Because she is good at fingering, Xiaoyi's technique is very good, but the artistic conception is not as good as Chen Yanwu's.

After Xiaoyi finished playing a song, she slowly raised her head and saw Chen Xiaojun and Zhuang Mocheng.

She was slightly stunned, then nodded slightly as a greeting.

Chen Xiaojun smiled and said to Xiaoyi: "Xiaoyi, you play well. You have made progress."

"This is Mr. Zhuang Mocheng. He is a senior professor at Chang'an College. He has come here specially to handle the admission procedures for you."

……

According to the long-standing practice in the education sector and the strict regulations of the College Alliance, those who can be hailed as professors are all powerful people at the Contra level.

Just like those teaching committee members of Tiandou College, their official titles are all professors, members of the teaching committee, teaching committee, and professors committee.

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This is not only a symbol of strength, but also a symbol of respect for status.

In short, the title of professor is undoubtedly a ceiling in the education field.

Chen Xiaojun called Zhuang Mo a senior professor. The word "senior" is merely an adjective to describe his rich experience and profound qualifications, not a specific title.

Over hundreds of years of development, the Advanced College has gradually formed a unified professional title system: Soul King Teachers, Soul Emperor Senior Teachers, Soul Saint Senior Teachers. Each level represents a leap in strength and an improvement in status.

Of course, there are also some low-level soul masters in the education sector who have extremely rich theoretical knowledge. Although they are slightly inferior in strength, their academic achievements are equally admirable.

In order to recognize their contributions, their colleges will specially raise their titles by one level and add the word "honorary" before their titles, of course, this only applies to their colleges.

As for the titles such as Soul Master Lecturer and Soul Sect Senior Lecturer that exist in the middle and low-level colleges, the high-level college stated that they do not have any.

In order to distinguish them, there is only one teaching assistant position in the advanced academy, and one must reach the Soul Master level to hold this position.

Simply put, the Soul Sect cannot stand on the podium of the advanced academy, which is enough to show the status of the advanced academy.

As for the "Master" in Douyi Middle School, I'm sorry, the College Alliance said that there is no such title.

Over the past hundreds of years, there have been a handful of Titled Douluo who have occasionally entered the education field, with the title of Special Professor.

Like Chen Cong, his title is distinguished professor, and executive vice president is just a position.

……

Xiaoyi glanced at Zhuang Mocheng again, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

It was fleeting, and then her eyes returned to their usual calmness, like a deep lake, without ripples.

She just nodded slightly and didn't say much.

Zhuang Mocheng didn't care about Xiaoyi's silence or seeming neglect at all, because the important thing was that Xiaoyi herself agreed to come to Chang'an College.

With a warm smile on his face, he said to her gently, "Miss Xiaoyi, welcome to Chang'an College. I hope you can find your own place here."

Xiaoyi bowed slightly in response, then lowered her head and continued to pluck the strings with her slender fingers.

The melodious sound of the piano flowed out from her fingertips and filled the entire garden.

Seeing this, Chen Xiaojun turned to Zhuang Mocheng and said, "Mr. Zhuang, Xiaoyi likes quietness and doesn't like to talk. Let's go and don't disturb Xiaoyi."

Zhuang Mocheng nodded, and the two left the garden.

Xiaoyi still sat quietly on the stone bench, playing the piano with her head down, as if the whole world was left with only her and her piano music, echoing and floating in this quiet garden.

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