The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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After leaving the airport, I have to take a bus for more than 4 hours to the county, and then take the town bus from the county for a half hour to the town, and then walk up the mountain for four hours.

After Ding Junhui said the next trip, Huang Xuxu was completely paralyzed on Yuan Ye. "My mother, this is not for modeling. Is this for building me? Is it breaking reshaping?"

After all, with two girls, Ding Junhui contacted the town and decided to charter a car to go directly. This way, it would save almost an hour without bypassing the county.

However, this five-hour continuous drive was enough for everyone. After arriving at the destination, Huang Xuxu leaned on the shoulder of Yanyi Primary School and almost couldn't stand it.

Yuan is also not much better. His face is white now.

Ding Junhui supported Yuan Ye's arm with one hand. After all, nobody really dared to come over and support Yuan Ye at this time.

"Is it okay?" Ding Junhui frowned at Yuan Ye. "The physical quality is too bad. Go back to the morning run."

WTF?

Yuan also widened his eyes and looked at a man who directly gave orders.

Morning run?

Let her commit suicide directly.

"Teacher Ding, graduate students did not run in the morning. Strictly speaking, apart from sports students, college students did not have a morning run." Yuan also reminded.

"It's okay, professional teachers can also coach others. This is called teaching without class." Ding Junhui glanced down at her, obviously, you have no room for refusal.

Yuan Ye: "..."

There is no class to teach, does it include teaching to fall in love?

The education bureau in the town said hello, saying that a group of scholars would come here to do research and let them take care of them, so the people in the education bureau in the town waited early.

Ding Junhui went to greet them. Since the two girls were almost disabled, the matter of going up the mountain tonight was postponed to tomorrow morning.

Education is very poor here, so they have high respect for scholars, especially university professors.

They were arranged at the school. They just met a few graduate students who taught here, but they only taught here for a year.

Because he is a journalist, Yuan is also curious about them. There are six, three boys and three girls, that is, they form the research branch of this place.

In the evening when everyone had dinner together, Huang Xuxu asked curiously, "What is the research branch?"

"It is the postgraduate support team. We are all graduate students who have been admitted this year, but come here to teach for a year, and then go back to graduate school." One of them explained.

Huang Xuxu could n’t see Yuan Ye, who was holding chopsticks and writing pens: "Looking at people's lives, looking at our graduate career, it's just corruption."

Yuan also glanced at Huang Xuxu and approved.

"Don't you feel that you have been delayed for a year? Finally, you are admitted to graduate school, but you have to postpone the year of graduation?" Yuan could not help asking.

Ding Junhui accompanied the leader to drink, and Yu Guang put it here, but did not stop her from doing anything.

The girl sitting with her looked at another girl next to her, and then scratched her head, "It's nothing, a year, in fact, we use one year to exchange so many things, or we earn Maybe we will not return to this place after finishing graduate school, but at least we have participated. "

Education support is always mobile, but it is also the most effective way to solve the poverty of teachers in poor areas.

Just doing this requires a lot of determination. After all, where there is a need to teach, there are no exceptions. They are all poor and remote.

Yuan also looked at Ding Junhui subconsciously, but found that Ding Junhui was also looking at her.

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