A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

Zhao Zhengfei and Gu Jiaojiao were walking on the land inside the campus. Not far away was a row of blue brick buildings. There was only one middle school in the entire commune. Even so, the school was not very big.

The two walked for a while, but Zhao Zhengfei still hadn't thought of what to say.

It was Gu Jiaojiao who spoke first.

"Teacher Zhao, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

When Zhao Zhengfei heard this, he couldn't help scratching his head. Gu Jiaojiao's business-like attitude was somewhat similar to Leng Yuan's.

He no longer hesitated and spoke directly.

"Teacher Gu should know that there is no junior high school in the village. Students from the surrounding villages all go to junior high schools in the commune, and there is only one junior high school in the entire commune."

Gu Jiaojiao nodded.

She still knows these common senses.

Zhao Zhengfei looked at the house on one side with a gleam in his eyes: "Although students from the surrounding villages come to our school, there are only ten classes, and most of the children cannot go to junior high school."

"Many people can't even go to school, and some don't even go to elementary school after a few years. There are very few children who can actually go to junior high school."

"Nowadays, parents don't care about their children's education at all. They think that it is useless for their children to go to school. They might as well go to the fields early to earn work points. But these children are the future of the motherland. If most people in the future are illiterate, then who will build the motherland? "

"What a pity it would be if these children don't go to school and don't receive education!"

"The school is not in good condition. Classes were closed for a period of time before. When the school reopened, most of the students were missing. Many things in the school were no longer usable. The principal paid a lot of money, but the biggest problem was the tables, chairs and benches. .”

"Because of this incident, the principal was so worried that he was going bald. Later, the parents of those students found out and brought benches and tables from their own homes."

"In addition to the tables, chairs and benches brought by the parents, the principal also took the lead to select some usable ones from the rotten tables. Several teachers repaired them together before moving them to the classroom."

"This batch of desks has been used for five or six years. Now those desks are really broken and can no longer be used. Many of the desk legs cannot be repaired. So the students brought stones from outside to support the tabletops and put them on top. Write.”

"The principal saw it and felt sorry for the children, so he applied again, hoping to get approval for desks and stools to give the children a good learning environment."

"I know it's selfish of me to say this, but I still beg you, don't stop Teacher Leng from helping to make desks, just think it's for these children."

"I know that making so many desks and benches requires a lot of work and a long period of hard work, but I can guarantee that as long as I can help, I will definitely help. We male teachers will also help. , to reduce Teacher Leng’s hard work as much as possible.”

Zhao Zhengfei's words are sincere and his eyes are sincere. He really thinks about the students in the school and really hopes that these students can study hard, contribute to the country and change their own destiny in the future.

When Zhao Zhengfei was talking, Gu Jiaojiao was a quiet listener. Although there was no emotion on her face, her heart was really touched.

At this time, education was indeed difficult. She had previously competed with Wu Cuizhi because she said that studying was useless.

Only with knowledge can people see the wider world.