The gangster of fast wearing took the scumbag script

Chapter 509 The Disgusted Little Village Girl in Metamorphosis 22
The teaching conditions in mountainous areas are poor, and the accommodation conditions are not much better.

In just half a month after Mr. Gu came to school, he was visibly haggard to the naked eye. The students felt distressed and asked him to take care of his body.

"Thank you for your concern. I will take care of myself."

The young Qingjun's face was blush, and he was a little ashamed, he didn't expect that he would be dissatisfied.

The students looked worried: "Then you should eat more, and remember to see a doctor if you are sick."

Gu Huai: ...I thanked everyone for their kindness without knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, let's start class now."

Gu Huai knocked on the table, signaled everyone to be quiet, and began to give lectures.

In an instant, the whole classroom became quiet, and everyone was engrossed in looking at the blackboard.

Gu Huai occasionally turned around, saw everyone's expressions, and nodded approvingly, but saw that every time he talked about something that was difficult, everyone would look puzzled and feel helpless in their hearts.

There is a shortage of teachers in Qingyang, and the children in the nearby mountain villages do not study hard at an early age...

Due to various conditions,
As a result, what everyone learns is very simple, and it is the basic content in textbooks.

Thinking of the students in the town, not only would they have to face intensive study, but they would also be dragged by their parents to make up lessons when they returned home... Gu Huai became anxious. With this level of study, how could these children compare to them?
It's not that he didn't think about strengthening his learning progress, but after only trying twice, he found that it couldn't work.

The students couldn't keep up at all.

Their foundation is there, and they can only be strengthened slowly. This is a long process.

But they take their time, will the children in the city wait for them?

but……

Gu Huai looked at the third row by the window. The girl lowered her head and was seriously writing the test questions. Her long eyelashes fluttered like a fan, and she looked relaxed.

On the other hand, she was at the same table, scratching her ears and cheeks, visibly irritable to the naked eye.

"Teacher, I'm done."

Xihe raised his hand.

Gu Huai's eyes flickered, he walked off the podium, came to the table and took the notebook in her hand, glanced twice, nodded: "Correct."

Xihe showed a shallow smile.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Gu Huai said, "Okay, everyone, stop writing. Let the monitor explain this question to you." He nodded to Xihe.

Without any stage fright, Xihe got up and went to the podium to take the chalk, and explained to everyone: "This question, I did it this way..."

The students listened attentively, showing sighs and annoyed expressions from time to time.

Gu Huai stood behind and nodded with satisfaction.
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"Little Gu, are your students asking questions again?"

A female teacher is packing things.

Gu Huai took Xihe back to his desk, and nodded with a smile: "Student Li doesn't understand some math problems very well, I'll explain them to her."

The female teacher stood up with her bag in her hand: "Then tell me, I'll go back first."

Stepping on black leather shoes to leave, he also closed the door by the way.

Gu Huai put the lesson plan on the table, took the paper in Xihe's hand, opened it, glanced at it, and pointed to the half-written additional question: "I don't know how to write it later?"

Xihe nodded, leaned over, pointed to the topic and said, "I just realized that my thinking was wrong after I wrote this."

Gu Huai picked up a pen, took a clean notebook, and explained to her: "Look, what was originally said here is..." The neatly trimmed fingertips tapped on the paper, and the tip of the pen drew a line.

Xihe leaned forward, but her mind was on the young man's arm with half of his sleeve rolled out.

A single pink petal is eye-catching in color.

The fingertips pinching the pants couldn't help curling up, um, the bright pink looks better.

(End of this chapter)