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As for what kind of fortune, money is not much said.

"Our villages have a common primary school in which all the children have classes. Mr. Zhang is a math teacher. He is temporarily ill, so let you replace him. You should have no problem with primary school mathematics? "

"No Xi Ying returned.

Don't say it's primary school. Even if she is allowed to teach advanced mathematics in University, she has no problem.

"That's good. I'll trouble you for the rest of the time."

After walking about 20 minutes, Xi Ying and Qian Duoduo came to this primary school.

At first glance, this place is an abandoned factory, which became a primary school after they had a rest.

There are six classes from grade one to grade six, with few people.

"Then you can have a try in a class." Qian Duoduo took the mathematics textbook from another person's hand and handed it to Xi Ying.

Xi Ying looked at it. It was the third grade math.

"Go to the third grade first." Qian duo takes Xi Ying to the door of the third grade classroom.

Xi Ying walks in.

She saw that there were about twenty children in the classroom, but there was only one girl.

The dress of the little girl is nothing like that of the boys.

The clothes on his body were left over by other older boys, and his face was a little dirty.

Xi Ying thought that she couldn't see a girl in such a place, so she was surprised to see this girl.

But she wondered why the girl was so embarrassed that she could still come to school?

From Qian Duoduo's description, Xi Ying can feel that although the primary school is very simple, the tuition fee is not low.

Otherwise, Auntie sun would not have worked so hard to halve her tuition.

The girl's family didn't even have money to buy new clothes, but still had money to go to school?

Does this prove that the girl's family is very poor, but poor material can, not poor spirit?

Somehow, Xi Ying wanted to ask the girl about her after class.

Want to know who her parents are.

Mathematics in grade three is very simple for Xi Ying, so this class is very relaxed.

Except for those boys who always showed disdain and contempt for Xi Ying.

However, they have these feelings for Xi Ying, and Xi Ying doesn't care about it.

She only talks about her own lessons. It has nothing to do with whether the children listen or not.

However, Xi Ying found that the little girl was listening to her lectures, taking notes and doing exercises from the beginning to the end.

The light in the little girl's eyes gave her a sense of deja vu.

After class, Xi Ying came to the little girl's desk with the textbook.

She pulled up a stool and sat down.

What's your name, little girl She asked softly.

The little girl was about eight or nine years old. She was obviously surprised to see Xi Ying come to talk to her.

Instead of answering Xi Ying's question, she asked, "are you talking to me?"

Xi Ying smiles: "here are only two of us. Of course, I'm talking to you."

After all, as soon as the bell rang, the boys rushed out of the classroom and went out to play.

Only the little girl stayed in her seat quietly.

"It was the first time that a teacher talked to me like this and asked me my name." The little girl smile sweetly, not timid at all, "Hello, teacher, my name is Ye Lan."

Ye

Xi Ying's heart suddenly ignited a cluster of flames.

This little girl, her surname is ye!

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