Starting from a Fake University-Chapter 108 12 Students Fail this Semester (Seeking Recommendation votes)_1

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 12 Students Fail this Semester (Seeking Recommendation votes)_1

"What’s wrong?"

Ding Yue turned around, looked at Wen Ruohan, and asked.

"Principal Ding, Director Huang from the logistics department just called to say that the purchasing department has received the chip products we ordered from Guoxing Technology."

Wen Ruohan immediately reported this matter to Principal Ding.

"Ah, I see. Let them hand over the chips to Xu Bin. Oh, by the way, did Tong Yihang and Liu Tiefei from the mechanical department send you the list of materials and equipment?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Yue slightly nodded.

But he immediately remembered talking about the list of materials and equipment last time he met Tong Yihang and others while inspecting the examination venue, so he asked.

"I have received it and have submitted the list and required funds to the logistics purchasing department."

Wen Ruohan answered.

"That’s good. Director Wu, take me to see the final tests of other majors in the Institute of Traditional Chinese Studies."

Ding Yue and Wu Changdao walked into the building, with Wen Ruohan following closely.

Inside the teaching building of the Institute of Traditional Chinese Studies, Ding Yue looked at the works of the students in the carving arts major.

A micro carved work "Record of the Nuclear Boat" profoundly impressed Ding Yue.

The work utilized a walnut for carving, which fell into the domain of micro carving. The walnut was carved into a boat, and even the windows on the boat could be opened and closed.

Ding Yue, who was seeing this magical micro carving technique for the first time, couldn’t help but marvel.

"Principal Ding, that student is incredible. He carved a boat on a walnut, and the windows could even be opened and closed. It’s really amazing."

Wen Ruohan also learned something, and couldn’t help admiring.

After touring the Institute of Traditional Chinese Studies, Ding Yue found that these students were really talented.

In the future.

They might play a role in inheriting the traditional technical arts of Xia Country.

In the following week, the final exams of various departments and majors in Mist City Arts and Science University ended one after another.

As soon as the exams were over, many students packed their suitcases, bought train or plane tickets, and left the school one after another.

Finally, it’s time for the winter break and going home for the New Year.

Among the more than 9,000 students currently in Mist City Arts and Science University, not many are locals of Mist City; most of them are from all over the country.

January 25th was the first day after the final exams of Mist City Arts and Science University.

It was also the day when the school officially announced the start of the winter break.

Coincidentally, Ding Yue’s sister Ding Xiaoyou also started her winter break yesterday, so Ding Yue asked their dad to drive her to Mist City Arts and Science University first.

Ding Yue’s secretary, Wen Ruohan, lasted until the 25th, but she also wanted to go home for the New Year.

In the morning, at Mist City high-speed rail station.

"Principal Ding, I’m leaving now. Should I come back a few days before the school starts next semester?"

At the entrance of the high-speed rail station, Wen Ruohan dragged her suitcase and temporarily said goodbye to Principal Ding.

"Uh huh, alright."

After sending Wen Ruohan to the high-speed rail station, Ding Yue drove back to school, planning to have lunch in the cafeteria and then hold the final work meeting of the semester in the afternoon.

The meeting mainly summarized this semester’s teaching work and next semester’s teaching arrangements, and various departments reported the final exam results to Ding Yue.

The thing that Ding Yue cared about most was the students’ failure rate.

He hoped it wouldn’t exceed 0.5%!

That’s about 48 people who failed.

After all, Ding Yue still wanted to get the University Treasure Chest in the [end-of-semester exam] task reward.

At the cafeteria.

Ding Yue parked his car and walked towards the cafeteria.

"Brother Yue."

From not too far behind him, Bin’s voice came.

Ding Yue looked back, and Huang and Bin had also come to the cafeteria for lunch at this time.

"What were you up to this morning, Yue?"

"Didn’t Wen Ruohan leave school today, so this morning, since there wasn’t much to do, I went to drop her off at the high-speed railway station,"

Ding Yue answered with a shrug.

Wen Ruohan had done a lot of work as secretary for Ding Yue this semester, so it made sense to drop her off at the high-speed railway station at the end of the term, now that school has started to break.

In fact, the University town of Mist City is not too far from the Mist City West Station.

"We haven’t seen Lin much recently, haha, Yue, are you hiding her somewhere, keeping her all to yourself?"

Xu Bin walked over, put one hand on Ding Yue’s shoulder, raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

"Hide a toothbrush, oh! Lin is busy training every day, she’s very diligent!" Ding Yue gave Xu Bin a shove, showed his foot, and kicked towards Xu Bin’s butt.

"Yue, we want to eat Auntie’s special homemade dish too!" Huang Youjie was the best at changing the subject it seemed.

"No problem."

Ding Yue made an OK sign with his hand.

The three of them walked into the first floor of the canteen together, then Ding Yue found his mom, Zhang Yuping, asked her to make a slightly more lavish lunch.

"Son, then you guys wait a bit," Seeing that there weren’t many people eating in the canteen, Zhang Yuping wasn’t in a rush and went to prepare lunch for her son.

Ding Yue looked around the first floor of the second canteen. Indeed, only a few students were eating.

Compared to the previous hustle and bustle, it was quite quiet.

It couldn’t be helped. After all, it was winter vacation and most students chose to go home for the New Year.

Only a very small number of students might stay in school for various reasons.

Generally, there should be more students staying in school during the summer vacation than during the winter vacation.

After lunch.

Ding Yue went back to his dormitory for a nap and arrived at the conference room in the Administration Building in the afternoon to convene the last work meeting of the semester.

Huang and Xu Bin, one as logistics director and the other as administrative director, naturally had to attend the meeting.

Besides, there were the Academic Affairs Office, the Publicity Department, the Department of Culture and Sports, as well as the heads of all other departments and faculties.

In the conference room.

The thing Ding Yue was most concerned about was the final exam results of all students, across all faculties and majors, for this semester.

"Let’s talk about the final exam results first. How many students in the whole school failed?"

Ding Yue couldn’t wait to look at Qi Chunsheng, the director of the Academic Affairs Office and ask.

Qi Chunsheng took out a form from a pair of files in front of him and replied, "Principal Ding, including Huang Chao who was punished by the school, only 12 students in all our faculties failed. The failure rate is very low. It shows that we’ve done a pretty good job in teaching."

"Yes, yes, Director Qi is right,"

The heads of all faculties agreed in unison.

With more than 9,600 students in the whole school, and only 12 students failing, Ding Yue mentally calculated the failure rate.

It was only about 0.125%.

Ding!

"Congratulations, Host, for successfully completing the final exam task for the first semester, with a failure rate less than 0.5%."

"Congratulations, Host, for receiving mission rewards: 100 reputation points, 10 million funding for school, university treasure chest +1 (Level 1)."

Accompanied by the system prompt announcing the completion of the task and rewards, Ding Yue couldn’t help but joy.

"Very good. This remarkable result is due to the hard work of all teachers and students. I hope that we can maintain this momentum and try to eliminate the failure rate completely,"

Ding Yue earnestly addressed his subordinate staff who were present.

"Hmm, yes, we should maintain."

"We still have a lot to strive for."

"We must do better next semester!"

The heads of all faculties eagerly agreed with Principal Ding, chatting all at once.

Upon seeing this, Ding Yue deliberately cleared his throat: "Ahem, let me say a few more words..."