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Chapter 7 On the Right Track

12:00.

The military training in the morning finally ended, and everyone was exhausted. The sudden high-intensity training squeezed out the energy and no one could bear it.

But everyone knows that it is impossible not to endure this bitterness.

Big pot rice, with vegetables and meat, is absolutely rare in the end of the world.

Everyone tasted very delicious, and at this time they felt that everything was worth it! Then they looked at the faces of the crowd around them and enjoyed themselves.

Mao Jiu and the starling brother fulfilled their responsibilities and pulled the second uncle to tell stories. Everyone was moved and inexplicably excited.

After lunch, there was the same classroom again and the meeting was held, and the speaker was still Ran Xiong.

"Teachers, let's talk first." After taking a sip, Ran Xiong sat upright in the main seat, seriously and cold.

At this time, an old man stood up. His name was Ran Longxian. He was the principal of the primary school before retirement. It can be said that 70% of the Tulang tribe's grandparents and uncles had studied under him.

Of course, no one has a good impression of Teacher Ran, because in those days, he believed that "no fighting can't be successful, no fighting can't be successful", and there was no media and news meddling, so it was feasible to be unscrupulous.

To put it bluntly, such an old teacher, the people's candle, the hard-working gardener, and the authoritative executioner.

"First of all, the courses we offer include Chinese, mathematics, chemistry, and physics. When students' level and recognition are not equal, we must give priority to our shortcomings. Teaching them to basically be able to calculate and recognize them, that's enough." Teacher Ran said and did things concisely, sat down after speaking, and then looked at Ran Xiong, he must have understood that Ran Xiong had his own ideas.

"Well, it's not bad. But, I have to add a medical subject. Of course, it's not a surgery or something. I can basically bandage it and realize the battlefield rescue. I have no objection to mathematics, chemistry, physics, etc. But there is no need for Chinese, poetry, songs and essays. The content of the text mainly talks about dedication, sacrifice, fighting against foreign enemies, protecting the homeland, etc."

"Please also be sure to cultivate the spirit of unity, friendship, hard work and dedication among children."

After a pause, he drank another sip. Ran Xiong continued to say: "The education of the elderly class should also be paid attention to, so that he can write.

, just read the principles of the book thoroughly. Chemistry and physics are not needed, they may have to spend half their lives if they want to understand it."

"Then it's the problem of student training. They don't need training in the afternoon, so the teaching time is set from 2:30 to 5:30 in the afternoon. You can arrange the specific length of each class by yourself."

"Okay, I now accept my appointment as the principal of Mupan Town Comprehensive School. Ran Longxian is the vice principal and is responsible for specific issues of school education, and Jiagen is the director and is responsible for full responsibility for school ideological issues."

"Yes!" Jiagen stood up and clenched his right fist, and rushed towards Tianzhe.

"Yes! Old man, I will step on the battlefield of education again!" Teacher Ran also clenched his right fist and rushed towards the sky.

"The doctors continued."

This time, a young man stood up and named Wu Liang. He was a professional graduate and graduated from Xishan Medical University. Before the end of the world, he was the chief doctor in the county. He can be said to have a bright future and has great potential. When he was a child, he followed his remarried mother to Mubian Town. He was well-behaved, sensible, and reliable, and could be called a "good and kind heart".

"We think so. Medical things must be taken slowly. First, we will teach in large classes so that the elderly, middle-aged, young and young have basic understandings, at least we must focus on improving their psychological quality; then we will choose to strengthen training with caution and patience, which is to make them reach the level of nurses; finally, nurses will treat basic trauma again, which will be considered successful." Dr. Wu Liang talked freely, combining the university style with reality, and was quite confident.

"Well, it's good. I don't understand medical affairs, but the whole class will be taught. Given that there are too many people, let's carry out the same course in the evening. The time is set from 8:30 to 9:30 after the end of the evening training. You need to screen the talents yourself. Of course, you also need to join the afternoon class in the school. Nowadays, the children are still relatively smart."

"Now, I have appointed Wu Liang as the position of Minister and Deputy Minister of the Medical Department of Mubian Town. After Wu Liang decides, he will appoint him to me for approval."

"Yes! Ensure the task is completed!" Wu Liang stood up, clenched his right fist, and rushed towards the sky.

"Class leader!" An uncle stood up, his beard almost covering his eyes. He was strong, but he was not very tall.

enough.

"Say." Ran Xiong looked at the impatient Uncle Ran and smiled. He was always so honest and upright, impatient.

"We are the ones who fight knives, build guns, build houses, and make fireworks. We are all hand-written by our masters. In addition, we are also rude and we don't have any ink, so we may not be able to attend class." Ran Yong's voice was very loud, and the classroom was buzzing.

"Don't worry, those who don't listen to classes at night and dozing off in class, please pay attention to them tonight and write them down to me and take them away tomorrow. Are you afraid that you won't be able to talk about it? If you don't be serious then, don't be afraid that they will rebel, I'm here."

"Of course, someone who is older and loves to doze off will let him go if he can." Ran Xiong thought for a while and then raised his mouth.

"Hey, don't worry about this. I'm good at catching the bag. After all, my name is not a fool. As for grandparents, I dare not ask for it, right?" Ran Yongtie patted his chest and promised.

"Well, I'll leave it to you, I'll be relieved. But three thousand machetes and one thousand muskets, three months later, you will have to make it for me, only more, not less!

"Okay, now I accept the appointment of Ran Yongtie as the position of Minister of the Comprehensive Weapons Department, Deputy Minister, etc. After Ran Yongtie decides, he will appoint it himself to submit it to me for approval."

"Good, I'm a little bitch. I've never been an official. If I don't pay attention, I'll be a minister. I have to whip my wife when I go back! Clan leader, don't worry, leave these things to me, safe!" Ran Yong was arrogant, as if his life's ambition was realized.

"Everyone stands up!" Ran Jun shouted from the side.

"The next three months will be left to bottom out. If you want to avoid hunger, parents, children and women can survive. Please do your job seriously! In three months, we will see the truth!"

"Tulang clan!" Ran Xiong clenched his right fist and rushed towards the sky.

"Tulang tribe!"

Everyone shouted at the top of their voices. At this moment, everyone understood the true meaning of living and the heavy burden on their shoulders.

And Ran Xiong knew that even if any problems occurred during this period, the race that was on the right track would become a beast that would make people or zombies scared.
Chapter completed!
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