The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 516 Mang Tribal Academy

With teachers, houses, students, and even paper and pens, the schools of the Mang tribe began to operate in this way.

One hundred students were enrolled in the first batch, all the brightest children selected from the tribe.

"Move to the left a little bit, yes, yes, hang up."

On the gate of a large courtyard of the Mang Tribe, a brand new plaque was hung up, with the five characters "Mang Tribe College" written on it.

This plaque was handwritten by Qingzhu, and then carved by the best carpenters.

Because Chen Bei's words are really indescribable, let him write, this plaque is considered ruined.

After hanging up, the two soldiers came down from the ladder.

Chen Bei looked at it carefully for a long time, and said with satisfaction: "Yes, after hanging the plaque, it really looks like a school."

Chen Bei walked into the yard.

In the center of the courtyard, a large totem flag of the Mang tribe was hung on a wooden pole, and it was hunting head-on.

This courtyard has a total of five rooms, inheriting the bold and unrestrained style of the Mang tribe, each room is very spacious, more than enough to accommodate a hundred students.

At the very edge of the yard, there are two toilets, one for men, one for women, and a bathroom, which can be described as very user-friendly.

Chen Bei walked into one of the rooms, and there were brand new, neatly arranged tables and chairs, which were arranged according to the wooden tables in Chen Bei's previous school.

There is a podium in the front, and on the wall behind the podium, there is a blackboard painted with paint.

Chenbei asked someone to make chalk with lime and adhesives, which can be used to write on the blackboard.

Chen Bei caressed the brand new table, the table was brushed with tung oil, the wood texture was very clear.

There are drawers under the desk, and students can put their own things in the drawers.

In a daze, Chen Bei seemed to have returned to his previous life, the school in that small town, because everything here was arranged according to his memory.

He sat down at a desk, put his hands on the desk, and closed his eyes.

He seemed to have returned to the elementary school in his previous life, the classroom was dilapidated, and the broken fan above his head was spinning.

Next to him, there is a short-haired little girl from a wealthy family, wearing a white top and black skirt, cool, her hair has been washed in the morning, and there is a scent of shampoo.

When the short-haired girl saw him looking over, she glared at him, and put her hands neatly on the side of the [-]th parallel on the table.

In front of her was an open Chinese book with notes written in delicate handwriting.

"Sky to earth, rain to wind. Continent to sky."

"The mountain flowers face the sea trees, the red sun faces the sky..."

In the classroom, the whole class began to follow the teacher to read the text neatly, and the voice spread far and far.

In front of the podium, the chubby female teacher was slowly pacing with a book, leading the students to read aloud, her lips constantly opening and closing.

Chen Bei looked at the rows of classmates and the teacher on the podium. For some reason, his eyes were sore. He sniffled and opened his eyes.

Everything just now disappeared, and what he saw was the brand new classroom of the Mang Tribe.

"Since you can't go back, let it be buried in the depths of your memory forever."

Chen Bei stood up and took a long breath. When he walked to the door of the classroom, his face was as usual, calm and breezy, even with a faint smile on his face.

Mang Tribe was established No. 12 years, the fourth month of summer.

After preparations, the Mang Tribal Academy officially started.

On this day, one hundred students, three teachers who taught Wuwen, and all the important figures of the Mang tribe were present.

And the parents of those students, as long as they are free, crowded outside the college, stood on tiptoe, stretched their necks and looked inside.

"Crash..."

The totem banner of the Mang tribe was raised under the gaze of everyone. Although there was no ceremony, the people of the Mang tribe respected the totem banner from the bottom of their hearts.

Chen Bei stood in front of those students, and beside him were Qingzhu, elders, teachers and important figures of the Mang tribe.

"Today is the opening day of Mang Tribal Academy, and you are the first batch of students of Mang Tribal Academy."

"Countless clansmen fought bloody battles, and only then did today's Mang Tribe and today's Mang Tribe Academy come into being."

"You are lucky to be born in the Mang tribe. I hope that you can study hard, cherish this hard-won opportunity, and become useful to the tribe in the future."

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Chen Bei had heard many similar words in his previous life, but when he said it himself, his feelings were completely different, because what he said was all experienced by himself.

The Mang tribe has been able to make it to this day, sacrificed countless soldiers, and fought countless battles. If it were ten years ago, when there was no food and no clothes, it would be impossible to open a school. think.

Similarly, around Chen Bei, those clansmen who followed the tribe all the way through the ups and downs also felt deeply touched by Chen Bei's words, and everyone had emotion in their eyes.

The parents outside also listened quietly to Chen Bei's talk, no one spoke, and they didn't even dare to make too much noise.

Although the one hundred students stood up straight and seemed to be listening seriously, but because they had no experience, they couldn't understand what Chen Bei said, and even hoped that Chen Bei would finish speaking soon.

Chenbei didn't have a long speech. After he explained clearly the school time and subjects to be studied in Mang Tribe College, he didn't waste any more time.

In the future, the world outside the tribe will use cruel methods to tell these children the truth of the world. At that time, they will naturally understand how lucky it is to be able to study in the Mang tribe.

"Now I announce that the Mang Tribal Academy is officially open!"

As Chen Bei's voice fell, thunderous cheers resounded inside and outside the courtyard.

When teachers enter the classroom, parents can also take this opportunity to tell their children to study hard and not to be mischievous.

Lie's son, Yu, was also among the first batch of new students.

"Fish, enter and study hard, do you understand? If the teacher tells me that you are mischievous, your ass will bloom!"

"Got it, Dad, you've said it many times." Yu was a little helpless and impatient.

Lie rubbed his son's head, patted him, and said: "It's good to know, go in, brat!"

Seeing his son bouncing into the classroom, Lie felt proud and emotional, mixed feelings.

After the students went in and sat down, the three novice teachers began to teach nervously.

In one of the classrooms, a teacher wrote a big word "mang" on the blackboard with chalk.

"This is the first character we learned today, and it is also the name of our tribe. It is pronounced 'mang'..."

The teacher was very nervous at first and was afraid of making mistakes, but after speaking for a while, he became more natural.

The parents were kicked out of the yard, but they were reluctant to leave. They still tiptoed and stretched their necks to look inside.

"Did you see it? That's my son, sitting near the door, hehe..."

"My daughter is still sitting in front of the teacher..."

"What's the point of sitting in the front? My son is smart. I think he can learn well wherever he sits..."

In the eyes of the Mang tribe, it is a very honorable thing for the children to be selected and the first batch to go to school. These parents boasted to each other and were silly.

In the yard, the elderly elder looked at the students in class, feeling very happy in his heart, and said to Chen Bei: "Looking at these children, I am really happy from the bottom of my heart."

The elder is very old, but he still leans on crutches and looks for all the jobs he can do in the Mang tribe.

He doesn't want to be idle, because it's too lonely to be idle.

Chen Bei's heart moved, since the elder likes good children, why not find the most leisurely job for the elder here?
"Elder, our college needs a gatekeeper. I wonder if the elder is willing?"

"Just look at these children, don't let them run around, don't study well. Don't let other people come in and disturb their studies."

The elder's eyes lit up, his waist straightened, and he said, "Of course I would. These children are very important to our tribe. I will personally watch them!"

"Haha, that's the decision. From now on, the gate of the academy will be handed over to the elders."

"Don't worry, leader, I will definitely watch the door!"

Chen Bei immediately asked someone to arrange a comfortable room for the elder, and asked the soldiers in charge of guarding outside to take care of the elder frequently and bring him everything he needed.

The college of the Mang Tribe started school just like that, and beside the gate of the college, there was also an old man guarding the gate.

(End of this chapter)