Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Enter the school playground.

There is no high platform here, no special facilities for holding ceremonies.

Instead, some self-made, very crude physical exercise equipment.

Like parallel bars, uneven bars, bunkers for long jumps, and flat tracks for long-distance running.

There are table tennis tables made of stone and cement, and there are basketball courts, volleyball courts and other facilities.

And next to the playground, there is a huge open space.

In this clearing.It is actually full of "excavators" and "hook machines". However, according to the pitted iron surface of the excavators and hook machines.

And judging by the unsuitable power unit made of a single-cylinder tractor engine at first glance: these so-called excavators and hooks are probably inferior products put together by the teachers and students in the school.

Looking around, there are still some dismantled mechanical parts piled up in the huge thatched shed next to the open space.

Judging from the appearance of these parts, Luo Xuan probably disassembled tractors, old-fashioned scrapped lathes, and scrapped GAZ auto parts.

And some motors, pulverizers, water pumps, generators and so on.

Presumably this is something that the school entrusted, went to the agricultural machinery repair shop outside the mountain, the machinery factory, and the purchasing station of the supply and marketing cooperative, and bought it back at the scrap price.

Seeing that Luo Xuan was fascinated by the mechanical equipment, the male teacher finally said, "Comrade Luo Xuan, don't laugh, these homemade machines and various parts are used in our school for children to practice their hands.

Now our school also cultivates hands-on ability, logical thinking ability, and business competition and competitive awareness. "

"Let the students focus on these things?"

Luo Xuan was a little surprised, "What about the most basic cultural knowledge education? If there is no such thing as a background, how will the students in this school go to the public schools outside to go to junior high schools or even technical secondary schools in the future?"

Since it is a school, why doesn't it focus on teaching children the textbook knowledge?

What kind of shit is this?

When the male teacher explained the school's educational philosophy to Luo Xuan, his tone was very calm.

It seems to come from his mouth, as if education should be done for thousands of years, so there is nothing to be surprised about.

"There are some students who like to study the main subject very much, for this part of the students, we will also focus on training them.

But you also know that studying cultural courses is relatively boring.Therefore, most of our students are mainly interested in the disassembly and assembly of these machines, and some of them like to study business management.

There are also some female students who prefer folk dances and classical music.

For this part of the students, we also fully respect their choices. The school will try its best to ask people to go outside the mountain to purchase some musical instruments for them to practice.

Sometimes Mr. Chen Xiaoduan, including Mr. Chen's mother, would come to instruct these students to dance folk dances and practice classical music scores.

Therefore, in our school, for some students who don’t particularly like learning textbook knowledge, we take cultural courses as a supplement. "

The male teacher's rebellious and unruly character was finally revealed at this time, "It is better to learn some really useful skills than to force them to learn those useless things and to mix up a book that is like a stepping stone. Our school Students are never forced to learn what they should learn.

We will only draw a red line to let them understand: at the current age and situation of the students, what should they not learn now. "

The three walked and chatted.

During the chat, Luo Xuan learned that the young female teacher's surname was Ran, and she was from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, a place called Wujin.

Her name is Ran Xiangxin.

This name is a bit strange, not at all like a boudoir name that a lady should have.

Luo Xuan reckoned that her name should be that after entering the new era, Ran Xiangxin's family may express to some people that they are willing to make changes and are willing to actively move closer to the "advanced".

That's why I took such a very neutral name again, which makes people unable to distinguish between men and women.

In the new era and new atmosphere, all aspects of the changes are earth-shaking, Vientiane is renewed!

The meaning of its name is similar to that of Zhang Yuanchao, Liu Hongwei, Zhao Yuejin, Wang Hehe, Zhou Weixing, and Liang Kangmei.

As for this male teacher, his surname is Du, and his name is Du Wenyuan. It sounds like he came from a scholarly family.

After careful questioning, as expected!
It turns out that Mr. Du's ancestors have always been in charge of teaching and have been immersed in the industry of teaching and educating people for generations.

It's no wonder that this person always has an unyielding persistence under his seemingly easy-going appearance.

According to the introduction of Teacher Ran and Teacher Du along the way, Luo Xuan began to understand the schooling philosophy of this mountain village primary school: to teach students in accordance with their aptitude, and not to stick to one pattern.

In addition to ensuring that students learn the most basic cultural knowledge, the school will guide students, have the courage to try new things, and fully respect students' choices.

And this kind of respect is not just in words, but throughout.

It is reflected in all aspects of the students and goes deep into the bone marrow.

No, just as Luo Xuan and the two teachers walked into the aisle outside the classroom, they saw a boy about 11 or 12 years old standing on a high stool, scribbling something on the white wall with concentration.

When Luo Xuan came closer to take a look, he couldn't help calling "good guy"!
It turned out that this childish little guy was using a thick pencil in his hand to outline the outline of a giant watercolor painting on the white wall.

The wall area of ​​the classroom in the school is usually very large.

Luo Xuan took a closer look. This guy has already sketched the base maps of the exterior walls of several classrooms.

Now he is busy putting the draft on a new wall.

In his works, there are distant mountains and near waters.

There are lush mountain forests, impenetrable trees and broad-leaved forests on the mountainside, and gurgling streams at the foot of the mountain.

Under the pen of this young man, the distant mountains and close-up scenes are grand and the overall conception is rigorous.

Especially the leaves, pine needles, petals, and fallen leaves he painted, even small insects that crawled in and out of the ground, and various birds standing on the branches, are absolutely lifelike and vivid.

If you look closely, it feels as real as a photo, as if it was taken by a [-]-megapixel military camera in later generations.

Taking a closer look, in this kid's pen, the thrush bird standing on the branch, deep in its pupils, can still see a reflection of the beautiful scenery of the midsummer in the mountains.
Great my little brother!

Later Luo Xuan has seen many sketches and realistic works.

Is it possible that, like the half-sized boy in front of him, with only a non-professional pencil in his hand, he can depict a midsummer in a deep mountain so delicately, so vividly, and so realistically?
To be honest, Luo Xuan really can only be said to have seen each other for a long time, which is simply amazing! !

So shocking.

"This classmate, did you volunteer to beautify the walls of the school?"

After reading the other's masterpiece, Luo Xuan endured the strong shock in his heart, and turned to Teacher Ran, "Then why doesn't he use his spare time to do these things? I think everyone is still in class now."

Teacher Ran smiled slightly, "Our school's curriculum is like this: get up at 6:10 in the morning, make the bed within 10 minutes, and finish washing in [-] minutes.

At 6:30, the school cafeteria opens on time, and at 6:50 all students must enter the classroom, arrange books, arrange seats and stationery.

Then learn Chinese, Mathematics, and English in the morning. This is a compulsory course. Students who fail the exam are not entitled to take other courses of interest. "

[During this period, English has been included in the foreign language curriculum, alongside Maoxiong language, and elementary schools can independently choose which foreign language to offer.

And the university... Forget it, there is a lot of chaos in there now, and students can choose which one to choose. 】

Luo Xuan looked at the wristwatch in his hand, and then asked puzzledly, "Then it's only 8:10, according to your school's curriculum, shouldn't everyone be listening in the classroom at this time?"

Teacher Ran waved at the half-child who was still engrossed in painting and was not disturbed by the outside world at all, "Liu Han, Uncle Luo Xuan doesn't understand your behavior, so you should tell him why don't you go?" Instead of attending class, let’s draw here.”

"Hey!"

The master painter named Liu Han responded crisply, then slipped off the high stool cautiously, stood straight in front of Luo Xuan and said, "Hello, Uncle Luo Xuan!"

"you're good too."

Luo Xuan asked him, "I just heard from Teacher Ran that the three subjects of Chinese, Mathematics and English are compulsory courses for you, but why don't you go to class? Why do you come here to paint?"

"I, I. Hey, I'm accepting punishment."

Liu Han scratched his head, changed his self-confidence and calmness when he was painting just now, and suddenly became embarrassed, "I violated the school's discipline because I love to paint. So Teacher Fan punished me and came here to beautify the corridors of the classroom. all the walls."

He just likes to draw, but he still violates discipline?
Luo Xuan couldn't help turning his head towards Teacher Ran
The female teacher with a pretty smile still responded with a smile, "Student Liu Han, it's up to you to explain to Comrade Luo Xuan."

It turns out that any mistakes made by this school are all voluntarily admitted by the students themselves, and others usually will not get involved, let alone "make a name" for him.

The middle-aged Liu Han blushed, "I drew something I shouldn't have drawn."

This time, Luo Xuan became more and more confused, "Little brother, can you tell me what you drew?"

"I drew this."

Liu Han took out a black and gray banknote from his pocket and handed it over. Luo Xuan took it and looked at it, and couldn't help gasping!
good guy! !

This is a banknote with the same color and design as the old 10-yuan banknote. Apart from the fact that the touch is much worse than the real banknote, the lifelikeness of the painting is almost the same as that printed by a multi-color copier.

It's hard to tell the truth from the fake.

But if you take a closer look, the pattern on it is exactly the same as the banknote, and even the fine anti-theft patterns are drawn exactly.

Perhaps it is because of imitating the ancients when they made fake famous paintings, they would deliberately reveal a few flaws.

There are also several very obvious flaws on this extremely realistic banknote: the first is the face value.

This color and this pattern on the banknotes are only for 10 yuan banknotes, and this kid actually wrote 11 yuan on it.
This makes people a little dumbfounded.

Moreover, the words "People's Bank of China" written on the original banknotes were also replaced by "Children's Special Currency" by this guy.

Luo Xuan took the banknote and looked at it repeatedly, and even took the paper copy out of curiosity and looked at it against the sun.

What is surprising is that this guy can even imitate the hidden watermark in every possible way, almost confusing the real one.

"Excellent, little brother."

Luo Xuan tore off the counterfeit banknotes that Liu Han was painting for fun, and then patted him on the shoulder, "Why, do you like drawing banknotes very much?"

"No. I like to draw something challenging."

Liu Han's face became more and more red, "I don't think there is much difficulty in painting-like characters, landscapes, birds and animals, so I want to try to see if I can copy some more difficult items."

Teacher Ran finally opened his mouth, and took the initiative to introduce the half-sized boy in front of Luo Xuan, "Student Liu Han not only draws well, but also his memory is very amazing, as long as he passes by, every plant and tree around him, he can draw it. Draw it exactly as it was.”

Now Luo Xuan was even more surprised!

I remember that in later generations, there was a black guy living in London who had an extraordinary memory: that guy just sat in a helicopter and circled over London.

After returning, that black guy was able to draw several blocks of London as they were.

Avenue every building, every street.

In terms of detail, he can even draw the characters on the shop signs on the street verbatim!
How can this kind of ability not be admired?

If the guy in front of me is trained well, he will go to some specific facilities abroad in the future.
Then when Liu Han returned home, he could draw every facility and every piece of equipment he saw intact.

If possible, let him have a look at the disassembled machinery. Don't even think about it!
This time around the school, Luo Xuan couldn't help being ecstatic: I really found a treasure.

Patting classmate Liu Han on the shoulder, Luo Xuan said with a smile, "Since you have such ability, please draw a picture of me standing here with Teacher Ran and Teacher Du! When I go back at noon, Can you draw it?"

"can."

Liu Han answered very simply, "This is too simple, but in this scene painting, I need to draw the background patterns I painted on the wall, but it will be more difficult."

Good guy!
For the little Liu Han in front of him, he didn't think it would be difficult to draw three characters, their demeanor, behavior, and clothing.