Master Xia is a famous teacher on Dongwan Island. Being able to study under him was the dream of many scholars on Dongwan Island.
Later, people from the Mirage Kingdom came to Dongwan Island. Those dwarf people burned harps and cooked cranes. They had no idea what civilization was. They were barbaric and ignorant, which was simply an insult to elegance.
But these beasts were not happy for a few days before the Tang Dynasty came to attack them! This day suddenly changed, and this truth disappeared overnight.
He was captured and became a private school teacher, giving lectures to a group of ignorant children and a group of Qiu Ba soldiers.
Those guys who couldn't even write well went so far as to commandeer the desks in the homes of wealthy gentry and famous officials in the city in order to attend classes. That day, the literary spirit of the entire Dongwan Island seemed to have evaporated completely and disappeared.
Old Master Xia felt that his life was over, and he began to give up on himself when he was giving lectures in school.
But soon he was surprised to find that those barbarians who served as soldiers, and those children who couldn't even write, turned into something he couldn't recognize after a few months.
At the beginning, the children's legs were covered with mud and were as tanned as black coal by the sun. They spoke incoherently and showed no manners when meeting people.
What they most like to attend is physical education and military classes, and in the afternoon they will run around in the open space with the soldiers.
But then, these students suddenly put on the new school uniforms shipped from Bunas one day. Regardless of whether they were boys or girls, they suddenly looked like young ladies from a rich family.
When they walked in the corridor, three people lined up and two people lined up. When they saw the teacher, they would stand at attention and salute, and their movements were crisp and clear.
The faces of these students became visibly rosy, and their bodies became stronger. Most importantly, they began to get used to raising their chins, as if something invisible was reshaping their souls.
The eyes of these students began to light up, and they began to ask questions in class that Old Master Xia could not answer.
They began to discuss geometry and mathematics, began to give each other questions to calculate ballistics, began to climb on the roof to measure the wind direction, and began to fight to determine their student rankings - I heard that it was a glorious tradition in a certain college.
Later, Mr. Xia found that he had nothing to teach these children except writing.
Especially when these students stood up uniformly when he entered the classroom and greeted him loudly to say hello to the teacher, he knew that he had no reason to stay anymore.
Therefore, he copied forty copybooks and gave them to each student. After instructing them to write every word well, he boarded the ship and left Dongwan Island, and obeyed the deployment and came to Tongcheng.
He clearly remembered the day he left, when the monitor of his class came to see him off. The young man named Liu Guozhu stood on the pier as tall and tall as a cypress.
Mr. Xia cried. He felt that among the students he had taught in most of his life, the last 40 students on Dongwan Island were probably the only ones he liked.
"Sir..." The young man from the Tongcheng Education Bureau was very polite and drove Old Master Xia to the school in the somewhat dilapidated People's Type 2 car: "Are you used to taking a boat?"
Compared with the temporarily established schools on Dongwan Island, the conditions of schools in Tongcheng are obviously much better.
On the one hand, this was a larger city than Dongwan City before, with a larger population and better natural conditions.
On the other hand, it is also because Datang Group has launched a comprehensive infrastructure construction model in Zheng's homeland, with the most focused construction being schools.
Datang Group needs a large amount of labor resources, and it also needs human resources! Human resources are easy to find, but human resources are hard to find. Therefore, human resources can be sold directly for money, and talents can only be cultivated slowly by themselves.
"What's not to get used to? The iron ship was as big as an island, and it didn't move at all. In a blink of an eye, it was at the edge of the water, as if it were on flat land." Mr. Xia was amazed at the hugeness of the freewheel, and he was full of words.
Praiseful words.
That's because the distance from Dongwan to Linshui is close enough... You can try from Longcheng to Dongwan Island... I made a small complaint in my heart, and the young director who drove the car smiled and said: "Sir, just get used to it."
Tongcheng Education Bureau has just been established, otherwise it would be impossible for him, the director, to drive a teacher.
There was no way, the Tang Dynasty's liquidation campaign against the landlords offended too many literati and landlords, and it was almost equivalent to beating all the original scholar-bureaucrats in Zheng to death with a stick.
Under such circumstances, if you use these Zheng Guo scholars who are not afraid to fight back, think they have been wronged, and don't dare to make mistakes on the surface, but are actually always ready to cause trouble secretly, you are simply causing trouble for yourself.
Therefore, local training work is progressing somewhat slowly, which can basically be regarded as a sequelae of the destructive land annexation process.
In terms of science education, students who have graduated from Datang Group colleges and universities must be used anyway, so the loss is not huge. What really causes headaches is the most basic writing teaching.
It is precisely because of this that teachers from Dongwan Island who have been inspected, have teacher ethics and have ideologically accepted the concept of Tang Dynasty were transferred to the emergency response.
No matter how you look at it, Mr. Xia is an old teacher with good ethics and ability. Although his knowledge is limited by the times, in terms of Chinese education, he is really good.
He is willing to come to Tongcheng because he actually has his own considerations: he plans to learn the basic science of Datang Group from scratch here and improve his knowledge.
Hearing that the Tang Dynasty was planning to establish an industrial university in the industrial city of Tongcheng, he submitted a report and volunteered to come to Tongcheng to teach and enjoy free study at the same time.
In fact, he suffered a lot during this bumpy journey. The main reason was that the railway between Linshui and Tongcheng had not yet been completed...
"Anyway, this road is not very scenic. Sir, you might as well tell me if there is anything that needs improvement." While driving, the young director of the Education Bureau asked casually.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! There was silence for a few seconds, and just when the director who was driving thought that Old Man Xia had fallen asleep, the old master suddenly said: "I feel that the schools in Tongcheng, every year
Students’ Chinese language courses should be doubled in length…”
"Huh?" The young director, who originally didn't think he could ask anything, suddenly felt that the stubborn and somewhat old-fashioned old man next to him was very interesting.
"From ancient times to the present, how can there be any reason to leave school after learning how to write and recognize a few hundred characters?" The old man didn't leave any room for it, and directly fired: "I know that those students have to learn many other subjects, and even
We still need to learn how to fight and how to kill people! But I can’t even write well... I don’t have a solid foundation, how can I learn other things well?”
"Uh..." The director who was driving wanted to tell the old man that it was His Majesty the King's strategic policy to train quickly, save time, and train talents to various positions as soon as possible.
However, he was afraid that after telling the truth to the old man, he would be scared to death. So he just smiled and then said: "The country is waiting to employ people. We are the only ones in the world who can cultivate such talents ourselves. Time
It’s too tight…there’s nothing I can do about it.”
"Then I will use my time outside class to teach! As long as the students are willing! Don't stop them! When they come, I will provide them with paper and pens!" Mr. Xia's stubborn temper rose again.
"Okay! As long as you are willing, sir, our Education Bureau will cover the paper and pens!" The director smiled, very rich.
However, what he said next shocked Old Master Xia: "But sir, you have to be prepared, because the manpower is limited, you may be a little busy at the beginning. As for how busy you are... well
, Let me put it this way, Tongcheng will have 40 classes, 40 classes in one session, and there will be about 50 people in each class."
"How much?" Old Master Xia felt that he didn't understand a bit and asked subconsciously.
"You estimate that you will have to take at least 8 of the classes. There is no way, the teachers are limited." The young man explained: "We plan to enroll 2,000 students at once, and there are also night schools... uh, the total number will be at least 3,000.
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At such a moment, Mr. Xia no longer knew whether to be grateful or desperate. He had longed for the world to be able to achieve such a thing as education without discrimination, but he had never dared to really think about the possibility of a person.
The school can accept 3,000 students at one go...
While talking, the car drove to the school. After visiting his temporary dormitory, Mr. Xia was taken by the young director of the Education Bureau to see the class he was going to teach.
The students in this class are in class. Some simple Chinese characters are written on the blackboard, and a young soldier is taking over the class.
Old Master Xia knows this soldier. He was also a student of Old Master Xia before, and he barely studied in Dongwan Island for more than half a year.
However, when Old Man Xia walked into the classroom, he was so excited by what he saw that he was speechless.
Because he saw that the seats were neatly filled with young girls. Most of these girls came from the countryside and were dark and not very good-looking.
But these were indeed girls, and there was a whole room full of girls sitting there. After just one glance at Old Master Xia, she felt dizzy and couldn't even open her mouth to introduce herself.
The girls, who had become accustomed to school life, all stood up, bowed together at the monitor's request, and sang loudly to Mr. Xia: "Hello, teacher!"
Old Master Xia replied with a sad face, "Hello, classmates." Then he looked at his young boss and found that he was carefully observing the ceiling above his head.
He once imagined that the experience of teaching on Dongwan Island was already the most brutal classroom he had ever seen. But he never thought that in his lifetime, he would have the opportunity to challenge a more difficult class...
