"Can you please give me a piece of luncheon meat?" Seeing the students in the classroom eating luncheon meat happily, Eugene even had an appetite. The happy and satisfied expression on his face after swallowing it seemed like he had eaten some delicacy.
Yes, it's touching.
The principal of the night school sent a piece of lunch meat, and Eugene cut off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. A strong greasy taste spread in his mouth, and the taste of inferior spices and excessive spices made people feel nauseated. There was meat that he couldn't eat, but
There is definitely enough starch.
Eugene frowned after taking a bite, neither swallowing nor spitting it out. Angie was also curious to take a bite, and even smelled it before taking it. She frowned when she smelled it, and she forced herself to take it into her mouth and threw it up immediately——
Too unpalatable!
Only Chandra was the calmest, as if he had known for a long time that this kind of luncheon meat would not taste good. He did not touch the luncheon meat, but actively joined the classroom to act as a temporary teacher and talk to the students.
Chandra is an economist, knowledgeable and humorous. He quickly became mingled with students of different ages, and the conversation was lively, "Is studying hard?"
"Bitter!" There was a wailing sound in the whole classroom, and everyone complained.
"Then if you are allowed to skip class, would you be happy?" Chandra asked again.
The classroom was quiet for a moment. This question was obviously a bit sensitive. Many people didn't want to answer, or didn't know how to answer. Angie and Eugene outside the classroom also pricked up their ears and paid attention to the interaction between Chandra and the students.
An older student said with a playful expression: "We are happy to learn, and we are all happy to have the opportunity to learn."
"It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious!" The classroom burst into laughter again, and everyone was obviously very interested in eating.
"So now after taking exams every week, how many people can no longer eat lunch meat as a late-night snack because they can't pass the exam?"
This is another serious question, but it seems to have nothing to do with me.
After several people in front of Chandra looked at each other, someone bravely said: "At first, many people didn't like being called to class at night, and they didn't expect that they would be kicked out of the army if they failed to pass the exam. The first exam had thirty students.
Many people were fired."
"Then what?"
"In the past, even if you didn't work with Diego's regime, no matter how hard it was, you could still find something to eat, even if you did odd jobs. But now that the Legion is here, everything is under the control of the Legion, and there is no chance of doing odd jobs, even at night.
No one was allowed to wander around. Soon some people would starve to death."
"so……."
"So there are fewer and fewer people being expelled, and everyone is afraid. Last week, only five people were expelled. This week..., everyone is studying hard, so there should be fewer people being expelled. But the number of classes is also increasing.
The harder it is, the harder it is for us to learn.”
Alas..., sighs kept ringing in the classroom. Everyone looked full of sorrow. So Chandra asked the previous question again, "If you are allowed to go without any punishment, will you still come to class?"
The student who had just answered the question was silent for a while, opened his mouth and hesitated several times and said: "I don't know how to say it. Although it is very hard, it should still be useful to learn something. For example, it is always not safe to convey information verbally. Being able to write and
It will be much better if you can understand the text, even the simplest one.
We also know that the more we learn, the better our lives will be. But we all hope that the regiment commander can be a little more tolerant. Our qualifications are too poor, and the teachers say that our foundation is zero. If we can be given more opportunities to learn, we will definitely
I will work hard."
Yes, yes, yes..., a group of people in the classroom nodded repeatedly. In their opinion, the old man in front of them must have an unusual identity, so they subconsciously complained to him, hoping to get mercy.
Eugene, who was standing outside the window, listened to his heart and said in a low voice: "These people are so ignorant, they are suffering from Stockholm syndrome. Others bullied them, and they became addicted. They said they would continue to work hard.
They..., they should..."
Eugene wanted to say that he should resist, but he knew that resisting was impossible, and he couldn't think of any other way to deal with it. Putting himself into the situation of those students, he found that there was no other way except to study hard.
Can go.
So annoying!
"Millions of people are going to study at night schools. Is it possible that the Aurora Legion will not have enough to eat?" Eugene thought about it and could only look at the problem from another angle. He was still holding the box of lunch meat that he had not eaten more than two bites in his hand.
, think about using this thing to feed millions of people is also a huge burden.
Anji, who was also outside the classroom window, also thought along this line of thinking, but she knew better, "There is no need to train millions of people at the same time. One hundred thousand at a time is very suitable, so the burden is much lighter."
As for food supply, Victor's men are particularly good at raising pigs and growing vegetables. He did a good job in Cuba, and the city of Merida has become the logistics and production base of the Aurora Legion.
The agricultural conditions around Mexico City are also very good. They should be able to achieve self-sufficiency in food in just one year or even half a year. What's even more frightening is that they have opened the Eastern Route, and they may be able to receive a steady stream of supplies.
Of course, Victor is cruel enough that he won't care about the death of a bunch of useless trash. My mother said that he is a born ruler and will never be soft-hearted when he should be cold and ruthless."
Sounds like the situation is really unfavorable….
"Fortunately, their military strength is not strong yet. Miss Anji, I think you should suggest to your father to curb the development of the Aurora Legion and take strong sanctions." Eugene said matter-of-factly.
Anji laughed "haha". She said in her heart that if she could impose sanctions, she would have imposed sanctions already. As for containment, it was nonsense. Now the Brotherhood is discussing how to recruit the Aurora Legion to join the group. Just a "free trade" is enough
He has won over countless high-ranking members of the fraternity.
"I think this matter must be planned as early as possible, such as supporting the opposition, promoting democratic elections, opposing dictatorship,..." Eugene also felt that he had a good idea, "The United States used this method to deal with **** in the past.
"
Anji rolled his eyes and didn't bother to refute, but someone behind them said, "The old methods you used in the past are no longer effective."
Eugene was startled. He turned around and saw the huge man of Marco Shi standing behind him. His ferocious eyes like copper bells were staring at his head. The exposed teeth under his rotted lips were hideous and terrifying, as if he was about to take a bite out of him at any time.
.
And when Zhou Qingfeng came out from behind Marco Shi, Eugene was even more frightened and took half a step back. The latter wanted to step forward to protect Anji again. However, Marco Shi took him aside like a chicken and did not give it to him.
Any chance.
Seeing that it was Zhou Qingfeng, Anji was not afraid. Instead, she pursed her lips and said, "Eavesdropping behind your back is not the behavior of a gentleman."
"I'm not a gentleman, I just happened to pass by during night patrol. I heard from my subordinates that you were here, so I came to take a look." Zhou Qingfeng looked at the busy classroom and asked: "How is the night school I run?"
"It's great. I really admire you for being able to do it. Only you can do this form of education. Others wouldn't have this idea. But they suffered a lot for it." Anji commented from a neutral perspective.
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Enduring hardship? What does it mean to endure hardship!
Although Anji's evaluation was pertinent, it was a bit superficial. Zhou Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, and walked into the classroom. As soon as he appeared, the eyes originally focused on Chandra immediately shifted to him, and there was a burst of noise in the classroom.
Thunder's cry.
"It's the legion commander, Hugo legion commander!"
"I can't believe it, I saw our regiment commander with my own eyes."
"I see the God in my heart, woo woo woo..."
The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly erupted like a wave. A bunch of people came up, and even the ferocious Marco Shi could not stop them. Loud shouts continued, and everyone fell into extreme fanaticism. Only Zhou Qingfeng calmly stepped forward to talk to the classroom one by one.
He shook hands with the students inside and said a few simple words of encouragement.
Seeing those Mexicans crying and laughing, with tears streaming down their faces, Angie, who was still outside, had mixed feelings, while Eugene was dumbfounded.
How could this happen? These people actually don't hate the culprit who made them suffer from painful learning and severe punishment.