Early the next morning, Principal Zhao put on a neat plaid shirt and a pair of black trousers. His hair was also done. He looked more energetic. He was holding a cigarette bag in his hand and smiled with Lin Bufan.

Hehehe came to the school.

The sound of reading loudly came from the school.

It was Ning Yiyao who was taking her child to school.

"The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance, the water flows down three thousand feet. It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky." Ning Yiyao took the book and read aloud to the students in a straight tone.

When Lin Bufan saw more than 20 children sitting in the classroom, some were 89 years old and some were 123 years old, he asked confusedly: "What grade of students are in class?"

"This school does not distinguish between grades. The older children have never been to school, and the younger ones have only been in school for half a semester, so they are all put together. Teacher Ning is working hard, there are Chinese classes and math classes.

There are also music lessons.”

"Why not ask the county for some teachers?"

"Oh, no teacher would be willing to come to this poor and remote place, and only a kind-hearted girl like Teacher Ning would be willing to come."

"Oh..." Lin Bufan looked at the children in shabby clothes and felt pity in his heart.

Jiujie Village planted Yue mangoes in 2003, and things gradually improved.

Lin Bufan thought to himself that it would be better to suggest them to plant Yue mangoes earlier to promote economic development in the village.

After a class, Ning Yiyao walked out of the classroom. When she saw Lin Bufan, she asked with a smile: "Did I do a good job?"

"good."

"Why don't you come and take a class?" Ning Yiyao blinked her big eyes and said with a smile.

"Me?" Lin Bufan was surprised, "I'm not a teacher, how can I teach classes?"

"Aren't you a painter? Then why don't you give our children an art class later?"

Lin Bufan scratched his scalp. In his last life, he was a gold medal lecturer and was involved in music and art. However, he hadn't painted for a long time and was afraid he might be a little rusty.

"What, are you lying to me? You don't study painting at all?" Ning Yiyao asked.

"How could I lie to you, teacher? Well, let me take the art class in the next class."

Ten minutes later, Lin Bufan walked onto the podium.

The children stared at Lin Bufan with strange eyes.

After all, Lin Bufan was not much older than them.

"My name is Lin Bufan. I have been asked by Teacher Ning to give you an art class." Lin Bufan introduced himself.

Standing behind the classroom were Principal Zhao and Ning Yiyao.

Ning Yiyao said: "Everyone welcomes Teacher Lin to class."

The students clapped their hands.

At this time, a beautiful girl in her 20s with short hair walked in. The girl was wearing a blue bow-tie coat, a pair of white breeches, and a Longines watch. It was obvious at first glance that she was from a good background.

This girl's name is Zhuge Xin. Like Ning Yiyao, she came here to support education. Last time at the hotel, Ning Yiyao said that the support teacher said she snored, and she was talking about Zhuge Xin.

"Hell, where did this handsome boy come from?" Zhuge Xin asked with a smile and touched Ning Yiyao with his arm.

"A former student of mine from the city came to Jiujie Village to sketch, and I asked him to take an art class."

"He looks so handsome, he's my type."

"Don't be crazy, he is only 18 years old."

"I'm 18 years old, I'm only 22 years old. Sister-brother relationships are very popular now."

On the podium, Lin Bufan looked around and finally found a few pieces of colored chalk.

"Today, I'm going to take a character drawing class." Lin Bufan started drawing with chalk.

Show outlines, then facial features, then background.

After each step is completed, he will check to see if the students have followed up.

The students had just been given exercise books, and they were very serious. They held pencils in their little hands and followed the steps Lin Bufan said.

"There is a lot to learn about painting. First of all, you must know how to observe. People's facial features are all different. You must grasp the specialness of each person. Secondly, you must pay attention to the proportions of the characters..." Lin Bufan talked incessantly, which was simple and easy to understand.

, the students listened with great interest.

A 40-minute class lasted for 2 hours.

During these two hours, Lin Bufan also told many interesting stories about painting and encouraged the students to look at the world broadly.

"When you grow up, you should go out and see the world. The world is colorful. Use your paintbrush to draw the mountains, rivers and rivers of the motherland. This is far more meaningful than taking a photo, because you drew it with your own hands.

"

At the end, the students all stood up and applauded.

Zhuge Xin, principal of Ning Yiyao and Zhao, also applauded vigorously.

"Hey, Ning Yiyao, does your student have a crush on you?" Zhuge Xin asked with a smile.

The reason why I ask this is because the subject of Lin Bufan's sketch is Ning Yiyao, and the chalk drawing on the blackboard depicts Ning Yiyao vividly.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"He paints really well, better than the students at the Academy of Fine Arts. It's really amazing." Zhuge Xin praised.

After class, Ning Yiyao and Zhuge Xin came forward, and Ning Yiyao introduced Zhuge Xin.

Lin Bufan nodded politely.

"Let's go, I'll take you to dinner." Zhuge Xin took Lin Bufan to the dormitory.

Lin Bufan was shocked when he entered the girl's dormitory, "Eating here?"

"Well, we don't have a canteen here. I have good stuff here." Zhuge Xin took out canned pork breast, beef and barreled instant noodles.

In this small mountain village, this is a good thing.

The two had just chatted for a few words when Ning Yiyao walked in and said, "The senior teacher from the county is here, come out quickly."

There are several students in Jiujie Village who once attended high school but dropped out because they had no money. With Ning Yiyao's encouragement, they started studying again and prepared for the college entrance examination.

Ning Yiyao is a liberal arts student, so there is no problem in tutoring these dropout high school students in cultural classes. However, some of these dropout high school students are good at science. Mathematics is the most difficult subject among sciences. Ning Yiyao cannot teach it, so she has to go to the county

I asked the Education Bureau here for help. After asking for help more than a dozen times, the Education Bureau finally sent a retired senior teacher here to provide guidance.

The senior teacher is a retired teacher in his 60s. He is sitting in the teacher's office. Principal Zhao is nodding and bowing to express his thanks.

"Mr. Li, thank you so much for coming to our school to guide us. Those students are unable to continue their studies because their families have no money, but we all hope that they can enter university, preferably a first-class university.

, so that they can come back to build our village after graduating from college." Principal Zhao has beautiful hopes.

The senior teacher's name was Li Mu. Li Mu rolled his eyes and didn't take Principal Zhao seriously. He had retired. He came here not only to be entrusted by the Education Bureau, but also to make some extra money.

"A class is 50 yuan." Li Mu said coldly.

"50?" Principal Zhao exclaimed. He is the so-called principal here for free. Ning Yiyao and Zhuge Xin only get 500 yuan a month and 50 yuan per class. This is too cruel.

"Teacher Li, we are in a poor mountainous area here. It costs 50 per class. There are too many things to do. The families of those children who dropped out of school are very poor. Can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mu became unhappy, "Are you asking me to teach you for nothing? Is there such a thing in the world?"

Ning Yiyao and the other three who had just walked to the door heard the conversation.

"Yao Yao, this is a wolf." Zhuge Xin whispered.

Ning Yiyao frowned and walked in displeased, followed closely by Lin Bufan and Zhuge Xin.

"Teacher Li, you are our senior, don't you have any dedication to teaching and educating people? Jiujie Village is a famously poor village in the county, why are you so embarrassed to ask for money?" Ning Yiyao said

He said firmly.

"Payment and reward are equal. If you want me to pay in vain, forget it." Li Mu stood up unhappily and was about to leave.

Principal Zhao hurriedly stopped, "Teacher Li, we have something to talk about."

It was hard to get Li Mu to sit down.

"Can it be less?" Principal Zhao bowed and said in embarrassment, "50 per class is really too much."

"40! No more." Li Mu said firmly.

"Teacher Li, are you still a teacher?" Ning Yiyao's face turned red with anger.

"Teacher, don't you need to eat? Teachers are human beings too."

"I know teachers are human beings too, but teachers should have a heart to educate people. Looking at these poor children, how can you still withdraw money? Have you lost sight of money?" Ning Yiyao was so angry that she cried.

Lin Bufan frowned. He was not short of money and could definitely pay Li Mu to teach. But how could a person with this kind of character teach students well?

In that era, the only way for children in the mountains to make a future was by studying.

The college entrance examination is the most important starting point in life. If you can't pass the starting point, your life will be half failed. Lin Bufan is worried about leaving his fate to this teacher.

"Do you think you are great? You have only been here for a long time. I think you won't be able to hold on for another year. It's really ridiculous to pretend to be aloof with me. You think I don't know. You come here to teach just to gain experience.

If it looks better, you can still be here for the rest of your life? What a joke!" Li Mu mocked Ning Yiyao.
To be continued...