The next morning, Principal Zhao put on a neat plaid shirt, black trousers underneath, and his hair was taken care of. Seeing that he was getting more energetic, he held a cigarette bag in his hand and smiled with Lin Bufan.

Haha, I came to school.

The sound of reading came from the school.

It was Ning Yiyao who was taking her children to study.

"The sun shines on the incense burner and purple smoke grows. I see the waterfall hanging in front of the river from afar. The flowing down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls into the sky." Ning Yiyao took the book and took the students to read aloud.

Lin Bufan saw more than 20 children sitting in the classroom. Some were 8, 9 years old, some were 12, and 3 years old, and asked in confusion: "What grade are the students in class?"

"There is no distinction between this school in several grades. The older children have never attended school, and the younger ones have only been in half a semester, so they all took them together. Thank you for your hard work. It's Chinese class and mathematics class.

I also have to bring music classes."

"Why don't you ask the county for a few teachers?"

"Oh, this place where there is a poor mountain and bad water. How can a teacher be willing to come? Only a girl with a kind heart like Teacher Ning is willing to come."

"Oh..." Lin Bufan looked at the worn-out children and felt pity.

Jiujie Village planted Yueguo mangoes in 2003 and then gradually got better.

Lin Bufan thought, it would be better to suggest that they grow Yueguo mangoes earlier. Early to drive the economic development of the village.

After one class, Ning Yiyao walked out of the classroom. When she saw Lin Bufan, she asked with a smile: "Are I talking well?"

"good."

"Why don't you come to have a class too?" Ning Yiyao said with a smile with a big eye blinking.

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

"Don't you learn to draw? Then you will teach our children an art class later?"

Lin Bufan scratched his scalp. In his previous life, he was a gold medal lecturer and had a lot of knowledge about music and art, but he hadn't painted for a long time, so he was afraid of being a little unfamiliar.

"What, are you lying to me? You are not learning to draw at all?" Ning Yiyao asked.

"How could I lie to you, teacher? Well, let me take the art class for 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 is not much older than them.

"My name is Lin Bufan. I am asked by Teacher Ning to teach you an art class." Lin Bufan introduced himself.

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 and wearing short hair walked in. The girl was wearing a blue bow coat, with white breeches underneath, and a Longines watch. She knew she had a good background at first glance.

This girl is named Zhuge Xin. Like Ning Yiyao, they both came here to teach. Last time in the hotel, Ning Yiyao said that the teacher said she was snoring, and she was talking about Zhuge Xin.

"Damn, where did the handsome guy come from?" Zhuge Xin smiled and touched Ning Yiyao with her arm and asked.

"A student from the city came to Jiujie Village to sketch, so I asked him to give an art class."

"It looks so handsome, it's the type I like."

"Don't be foolish, he's only 18 years old."

"What's wrong with being 18 years old? I'm only 22 years old. Sister-brother relationships are very popular now."

On the podium, Lin Bufan searched around and finally found a few colorful chalks.

"Today, I'll take a character sketching class." Lin Bufan started drawing with chalk.

Show the outline, then the facial features, and then the background.

After each step is completed, he will check whether the students have followed up.

The students had just handed out the exercise book and were very serious. They held the pencil in their hands and followed the steps Lin Bufan said.

"There are many knowledges in painting. First of all, you must know how to observe. People's facial features are different. You must grasp the specialness of each person. Secondly, you must pay attention to the proportion of the characters..." Lin Bufan talked endlessly, it was simple and easy to understand.

The students listened with relish.

A 40-minute class lasted for 2 hours.

During these 2 hours, Lin Bufan also told many interesting stories about painting and encouraged students to look at the world.

"When you grow up, you should go out and see the world. The world is colorful. Use your brush to draw the mountains, rivers and rivers of the motherland. This is much more meaningful than taking photos, because this is what you painted by yourself.

"

At the end, the students stood up and applauded.

Ning Yiyao, Principal Zhao, and Zhuge Xin also applauded vigorously.

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

The reason for asking this is because Lin Bufan’s sketch is Ning Yiyao, and the chalk paintings on the blackboard make Ning Yiyao’s paintings vivid.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"He painted so well, better than the students in the Academy of Fine Arts. It's amazing," Zhuge Xin praised.

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

Lin Bufan nodded politely.

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

Lin Bufan entered the girl's dormitory and was shocked, "Eat here?"

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

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

After the two chatted for a few words, Ning Yiyao walked in, "The senior teacher in the county is here, come out quickly."

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

Ning Yiyao is a liberal arts student, and there is no problem tutoring these dropout high school students' cultural courses, but some of these dropout high school students are good at science, and mathematics is the most difficult among science. Ning Yiyao can't teach her, so she had to go to the county.

The Education Bureau in the village sought help, and after more than a dozen times, the Education Bureau finally sent a retired senior teacher to tutor here.

The senior teacher is a retired teacher in his 60s. He sat in the teacher's office. Principal Zhao nodded and thanked him.

"Teacher Li, thank you so much for coming to our school for guidance. Those students are unable to continue studying because their families have no money, but we all hope that they can get into college, preferably first-class universities

, so that they can come back to build our village after graduating from university." President Zhao had beautiful hopes.

This senior teacher is Li Mu. Li Mu rolled his eyelids and didn't take Principal Zhao seriously. He has retired. He came here to receive the request of the Education Bureau, but to earn some extra money.

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

"50?" Principal Zhao exclaimed. It is free for him to be the so-called principal here. Ning Yiyao and Zhuge Xin only cost 500 yuan a month, and 50 yuan a class per class. This is too cruel.

"Teacher Li, we are poor here, 50-school class, there are too many things to do. Those children who dropped out of school are very poor at home. Can you..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mu was unhappy, "Did you let me teach you in vain? There is still such a thing in the world?"

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

"Yaoyao, it's a wolf." Zhuge Xin said in a low voice.

Ning Yiyao frowned and walked in unhappily, with Lin Bufan and Zhuge Xin following closely.

"Teacher Li, you are our senior. Have you not had any dedication to teaching and educating people? Jiujie Village is a well-known poor village in the county. Why do you still have the nerve to ask for money?" Ning Yiyaoyan

Said with confidence.

"The efforts and rewards are equal. I want me to give in vain. Then forget it." Li Mu stood up unhappily and wanted to leave.

Principal Zhao hurriedly stopped him, "Teacher Li, let's talk about it well."

Finally, Li Mu sat down.

"Can you lose a little?" Principal Zhao said in embarrassment. "50 per class is really too many."

"40! No more." Li Mu cut off the railway.

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

"The teacher doesn't have to eat anymore? The teacher is also a human being."

"I know that teachers are also human beings, but teachers should have a heart to educate people. Looking at these poor children, how can you still withdraw money? Have you lost money?" Ning Yiyao cried in anger.

Lin Bufan frowned. He was not short of money and could spend money to let Li Mu teach, but how could a person with such character teach students well?

In that era, if children in the mountains had a promising future, they had to rely on studying.

The college entrance examination is the most important starting point in life. If you can’t even enter the starting point, you will be half of your failure in life. Lin Bufan is worried about handing over his destiny to this teacher.

"Do you think you are great? How long have you been here? I think you can almost stop in another year. It's ridiculous to pretend to be noble with me. You think I don't know. You just want to experience it when you come here to teach.

It looks better, can you still be here for the rest of your life? A joke!" Li Mu satirized Ning Yiyao.
To be continued...