After that, Bu Fan began to prepare for the private school.
Wang Changgui and the village chiefs asked Bu Fan if they had any needs. Even though he asked them, Bu Fan did not refuse and made a list of the things he needed for Wang Changgui and others to review.
"Go? Yaoqin? Xiaofan, if you want these, do you intend to teach them to your children?" Wang Changgui said hesitantly.
"Yes, just teaching reading and literacy is too monotonous. If you have time, you can teach other things and expand your knowledge."
Bu Fan nodded. He was still afraid that Wang Changgui and others would be surprised, otherwise he planned to teach some other skills.
Wang Changgui doesn't understand what knowledge means, but he knows better. Do you know Go and Yaoqin?
"Well, Xiaofan, who will teach you Go and Yaoqin?" Wang Changgui asked.
"No need to ask, of course it's me!" Bu Fan said.
The corner of Wang Changgui's mouth twitched, and he was indeed guessed.
"You know these too?"
"Some skills! Just enough!" Bu Fan said politely.
"All right!"
In Wang Changgui's opinion, Bu Fan only knew a little bit about it, so there was no harm in teaching it to the children, just treat it as a joke.
After Bu Fan arranged the private school, Wang Changgui and others were shocked by Bu Fan's teaching methods.
They never thought that they could teach like this!!
Half a month later.
The date for private school classes is fixed.
All the villagers were excited.
Many children are also looking forward to the day when they go to private school.
Some children even sneaked outside the private school and poked their heads in the air to see what the private school was like.
The ancients had deep-rooted respect and admiration for words. This means that all things are inferior, but reading is the only one that is superior.
Bu Fan walked out of the private school and happened to see this scene.
Many children said respectfully: "Hello, sir!"
This is what their parents taught them. They said that when they see Bu Fan in private school from now on, they should not call him village chief, but sir. This is a sign of respect for Bu Fan.
"If you want to see it, just go inside and see it, you don't have to look outside!" Bu Fan looked at these children and said with a smile.
"Sir, we can really go in!" A skinny little boy said shyly.
"What's impossible!" Bu Fan nodded with a smile.
"Very good!"
Although the children were excited, they immediately calmed down after entering the private school and walked softly, as if they were afraid of disturbing anyone.
But their eyes looked very excited and curious about everything.
From now on, this will be the place where they study and learn to read.
Go into the private school.
Looking at the neatly arranged tables, stools, and a huge blackboard hanging on the wall, there is a small blackboard placed on each table.
The children didn't dare to touch the things inside, but they seemed very excited.
They had visited other private schools before, but they only dared to peek secretly.
But everything in front of me feels somewhat similar, yet somewhat different.
"This is the blackboard. I will use this to teach you how to read in the future!"
Bu Fan knew the children's doubts, walked to the podium, picked up the chalk and started drawing on the blackboard.
He did not write, because even if he did, the children would not be able to understand. Instead, he drew the joyful picture of the children when they entered the private school just now.
"this is me?"
A child noticed that a little man who looked like him appeared on the blackboard, with his mouth wide open.
"this is me!"
Many children also found characters corresponding to them on the blackboard.
"Sir, you are so awesome!"
The children all showed their adoring eyes.
"You want to learn?" Bu Fan coughed dryly.
"think!"
As if well rehearsed, the children nodded in unison, their eyes shining like stars.
"In the future, I will not only teach you how to read and write, but I will also teach you how to play chess, draw, and play the piano. You come with me."
Bu Fan took the children to a side room of the private school. There was a table with a Yao Qin placed on the table.
"Sir, what is this?"
Xiaocao didn't know why, but when she saw these Yao Qins, she felt particularly fond of them, even though she didn't know what they were.
Many children cast doubtful glances.
"This is called Yaoqin!"
Bu Fan sat in front of a Yao Qin, gently stroked the Yao Qin with his hand, and plucked the strings slightly, and then a sweet and moving sound slowly came out.
The children were all fascinated.
Although they didn't understand what the song was about, they all thought the sound sounded great.
"Sir, I want to learn this!" Xiaocao said with bright eyes.
"I want to learn too!" Many little girls want to learn the piano.
"Don't worry, I will teach you later." Bu Fan said with a smile.
Then, he took the children to the chess room that had been set up. There were several tables in the chess room, and Go games were placed on the tables.
The children were confused about what this was, but after Bu Fan explained it, they realized that it was a game called Go.
The time came to noon before we knew it, and the children left reluctantly.
After returning home, they immediately told their parents everything they had seen in the private school.
Many villagers were confused after hearing this.
Draw a picture and they can understand what it is.
But what the hell are Yaoqin and Go?
Later, after asking some knowledgeable people in the village, I realized that it was something only scholars could play.
Suddenly, the villagers became more and more confident in the private school run by the village chief.
There had been rumors that their village was going to set up a private school. When several surrounding villages found out who was running the private school, they all looked suspiciously, and even thought it was not a private school at all, but a nursery.
The villagers in Naomo Village were so angry that they wanted to argue with them.
But they don’t have enough confidence.
Later, I thought about it and decided not to do it. It would make the children recognize just a few words.
Unexpectedly, the little village chief not only taught the children reading and literacy, but also taught them some things that only scholars can do. This is something that other private schools do not have and is the only private school in their village.
The more I think about it, the more excited I become, and the more I think about it, the more confident I become.
In the future, their children will also be educated and decent scholars.