Is it to write poetry in front of foreigners? They learn English better than foreigners.

You should know that how can a child who grew up in a Chinese language environment learn better than a foreign child's native language, especially English.

Chinese people can only play the greatest role in learning English in China, and Chinese people can only play the greatest advantage in this land in China. When they go abroad, the foreign language they learn will become worthless. Beggars on the streets will speak English, and there are even various slangs. What's there to be proud of?

Oh, why do the children in Jinshan Village sing in a mess? The water flowers next to them frowned, but Zeng Yunfeng felt it didn't matter. The purpose of the singing competition was not to participate in the chorus competition to show off, nor to win the prize, but to open up the children's nature, so that they can sing, want to sing, love to sing, and dare to sing.

Even if they sing badly or badly, as long as they dare to sing and have the courage to make their own voices, it is equivalent to learning something.

An Yuantang sang his tone of incomplete tone on it, not caring about the contempt of his classmates around him. His face was filled with excitement and pleasure, and countless people around him could see a happier face.

The most real thing is the most beautiful thing. This song praising spring, in the somewhat uneven voices of these children, sings their yearning for spring and their own yearning for a better life. This is the essence of education. Education does not educate every child in the same shape. Zeng Yunfeng raised his thumb with his hands and placed his chest and raised his hand to his son.

Her son Xiaotang was undoubtedly the best among the incomplete tone. Seeing that his father's gestures were singing more and more vigorously, he turned his tone aside several classmates. Shuhua next to him angrily knocked off Zeng Yunfeng's gestures. She felt it was too embarrassing, and the people next to him also looked at him. This situation made Shuhua's face look hot.

Zeng Yunfeng sat down calmly, with a smile on his face and a thick-skinned face. He said to his wife beside him, "You are just too proud of your face. Our kid comes out to sing the chorus competition, not to win the first prize, just to sing happily for himself, just to participate in the competition for fun!"

"This competition is definitely not a sports event, it is definitely not a sports event to compete for the first place. This competition is the true friendship first, the competition is second, and it doesn't matter if you lose the competition!"

Shuihua said to Zeng Yunfeng angrily, "You were here just now and you were more gestures. Is it embarrassing to lose it? It's all sing like that."

Zeng Yunfeng laughed loudly, "You don't understand, this is the case for the child. If you sing badly now, he will be confident in the future. If you are afraid now, you will not be confident in the future. At that time, you will gradually become inferior. If a person who cannot accept his own singing or even his own voice, what big things can you expect him to do in the future?"

"To promote a person who cannot even accept himself, can you still count on him. What can you accept? Many people cannot accept their own shortcomings and cannot accept themselves!"

"What a parent brings to him is born, and it is difficult for him to change. If he is obsessed with the defects brought by his womb every day, then he will not be happy in his life. However, if he calmly accepts all the misery he has suffered and the experiences he has brought, and instead works harder, this is the most critical part of a person's life, so that he can live happily!"

"Director Wang, your chorus competition is well organized, excellent, and outstanding!" Zeng Yunfeng met with Director Wang, the Education Director who came to shake hands with him again.

Director Wang's face was full of joy. When he heard Zeng Yunfeng's words, he knew that the rich man wanted to be a boy from Shancai again. He was actually very unhappy when he heard the singing level of the elementary school in Jintan Village. However, he didn't know which boy from Shancai was wrong, and he actually said it was OK.

"Mr. An, I just came here today. I asked you to have a bag and I just wanted to have a meal. We are the most famous dish in the local area. Of course, I guess you have eaten a lot. This time, as the host, I will let you have the same friendship as the landlord. How about it?" Director Wang laughed haha.

Zeng Yunfeng glanced at his wife, who didn't say anything, so naturally the couple accompanied the last party to attend the banquet.

After dinner, Zeng Yunfeng sat back in the car with a red face full of wine.

Zeng Yunfeng's wife Shuihua drove the car in the driver's seat, drinking but not driving, driving but not drinking. This is Zeng Yunfeng's habit. He can't teach the children badly. Xiaotang follows the school car and will not follow them.

"You, after drinking so much wine, you spilled more than 20 million yuan. Did the money be sent from the heavy water of the Yellow River?" Shuaihua said with some complaint.

Zeng Yunfeng pressed his temple, and seemed a little drunk. He said to Shuihuaer with some inattention, "Don't care about the money. If this money is sprinkled, it will bloom and bear fruit, and even grow into a big tree. It's worth it."

"What's worth it? What you said now seems to be true, but who knows when you look back? Besides, Minning Town is about to hand over the change of administrative power."

"Didn't you pay the money for Shui Piao'er?" Shuihua's car driving skills gradually became more skillful. He said, but his hands were not slow. Zeng Yunfeng sat inside and couldn't feel the unevenness of the road. It might also be because Zeng Yunfeng's customized car had better shock absorption effect.

"How can you think so? Although we moved from the distant Xihaigu to the Yellow River, Xihaigu is still our hometown, and there are still many places that need to build schools. Our money is a drop in the bucket!"

"Even if only part of this is in our own local area, it can benefit the local children. Besides, my father-in-law and uncle from Kushui Village, right? The people in Yongquan Village in your family will also benefit!"

"They have to run more than ten miles to school now, and dozens of miles to middle school. It's not that easy. Who can say the hardships of this? Although we seem to be rich now when we move to Jintan Village, there are still people in Yongquan Village that are poor now. Haha."

"It is our root, how can we be easily abandoned? We will slowly feed back there in the future. The main reliance of our project is Xihaigu."

"There is a straight and elegant mountain, close to Liupan Mountain. The Helan Mountain here is only a part. If the vegetation on the Loess Plateau is restored, it will be the focus of our mushroom management. What's wrong with establishing a good relationship with the local government? Well, not only will you have to spend money, but you will also sprinkle a lot of it."

"Yes, yes, yes, you're right. You can't tell me what you say. You're right!"

Shuihua rolled her eyes and complained, but it was not easy to get too angry at her man. She just felt that her man spent money too quickly, and she felt a little heartbroken.

"Don't care about the money. Now that money is a number for us. If you don't spend it today, you will spend it tomorrow." Zeng Yunfeng patted Shuihua's hand and signaled her to rest assured.
Chapter completed!