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Chapter 435 Chapter 435 The unexpected joy of the old master
Looking at the group of innocent children in front of him, the old master who has always been the most knowledgeable in Dongwan City sighed, feeling that his life was over.

Although he doesn't think education is an embarrassing thing, he never believes that every child should go to school to read and write.

This is simply an absurd thing. How can there be any reason in the world for everyone to read?Everyone has learned the sage's study and understood various principles, so who will farm the land, who will do the work, and who will be the slave servant?
What he couldn't tolerate the most were actually those girls sitting in the corner, who were a little anxious and hesitant.

Damn, what is this called?What is it that men and women study in the same room and enjoy the same treatment?

Sighing again, the old man looked at the two soldiers sitting near the door. He had no choice but to write a few words on the blackened wall with poor-quality chalk that had lost powder, and then let everyone Follow along.

In the old man's familiar world, if a girl wants to learn something, shouldn't she ask Xi to teach at her house?

Boys want to study, don't they have to verify whether their family is innocent, whether they are enlightened, whether they have the strength and determination to teach in different classes?

Gathering together like this is simply an insult to the word education!Although he thought so in his heart, he looked at the two soldiers at the door and could only swallow his words.

The situation is stronger than the people - the two soldiers at the gate are not here to protect him, but to supervise him.He must honestly teach the class according to the teaching progress. The two soldiers who come to study need to write some study diaries. I heard that their company commander will check it every day.

As a scholar, the old man thinks that he is from ten miles and eight villages, but at least he is also a knowledgeable teacher. Even if a student cannot be known to the princes, he is at least a refined scholar.

But now, if these two big soldiers go out and say that they are their teachers, I will not be able to live at my age...

Therefore, the old pedant who could feel the muscles on his face twitching could only forcefully suppress his frustration and anger, and taught the pronunciation of the words written on the blackboard one by one.

Sighing again, he walked down the steps with his hands behind his back, and walked among the children with different desks.He walked along the aisle step by step, feeling pain in his heart every step he took.

These are all good desks, he has seen every one of them: the one in the first row belongs to Mr. Li’s house, and it is magnificent; I'm willing to use it a few more times; the one at the back...that...fuck is his own!
Seeing the handed down desks made of huanghuali, just lined up in the classroom, let these bastards use them at will, how can it not make people feel distressed?
Having said that, these big soldiers who came from afar and claimed to be from the Tang Dynasty are really rich. The supply of white paper seems to be free of money. As long as each child goes to collect it, it must be paid in full, and they can't refuse.

What made him even more depressed was that the group of children in front of him, on such high-quality white paper, wrote words awkwardly, as if they were crawling like insects!

"Bi Feng! Bi Feng!" The old man almost lost his breath in anger, he couldn't help coughing and scolded: "This word is so poorly written, how can it be a literati?"

"..." A non-commissioned officer sitting at the door looked down at his ugly string of characters, and curled his lips: When he was scared by the shells and knelt on the ground trembling, he didn't see your integrity...

He didn't have the slightest liking for these low-level masters who taught literacy, and it was the same in Burnas.These teachers who teach literacy are all old and stubborn in the past, and their lessons are the most hated by the students of Burnas School.

Especially later, after meeting physical, chemical, physical education and other teachers in school, they disliked these gentlemen who taught literacy even more.

This is actually wrong, it bears the obvious brand of the times, and it is a kind of short-sighted and helpless compromise.

Datang Group is in a hurry to employ people, and the training cycle for talents is very short, so there is often no time to consolidate the foundation.Everyone's handwriting is not good-looking, because from literacy to graduation, everyone has no time to practice their own words.

For them, the requirement is only the most basic, to be able to accurately write out what they want to express, so that others can understand it, and that's enough...

Tang Mo also knew it was not good, and would remind those who had already graduated to practice their writing and improve their literary accomplishment, but in a short time, this kind of problem would still exist.

When he walked to the side of his desk, the sullen old master froze for a moment. He saw a pair of thin hands full of calluses, writing a few small characters that were not bad.

The child didn't seem to have the heart to waste such a large sheet of paper all at once, so he just neatly copied the words on the blackboard one by one in a small font in the corner.

One stroke at a time, the writing is very serious, and the font is also imitating as much as possible, the elegant iron drawing and silver hook on the blackboard.

The old man bent down slightly, looked at it for a few seconds, snorted arrogantly, and said: "The horizontal arch should be slightly arched. With an arc, the mountain will not be overwhelmed, so it will be thicker... and there will be." Momentum. With Qi, you can develop rhyme... This is not far from good calligraphy."

He didn't know what he was teaching now. In fact, in the education system of Datang Group, it only belonged to the most elementary and least valued part, and he walked to the back with an appearance of whoever he was.

This somewhat unexpected little discovery gave the old man some epiphanies.He seemed to understand some truths, and the child who wrote the words with some meaning became his surprise.

The boy who wrote wrote the same words several times, stubbornly making his words look more like a blackboard.

His name was Liu Guozhu, and he used to be Liu Zhu. He had never been to school before, and he didn't expect to have the opportunity to be the apprentice of the old master in the city.His name was given by Cao Fei, and the addition of the Chinese character seemed to make it easier to hear.

For Liu Guozhu, everything Cao Fei said has been engraved in his heart, and he now believes that there really is such a place in this world... called Bunas.

He also believed what Cao Fei said, that one day Dongwan City would be as beautiful as Bunas, the streets would be illuminated by stars at night, and everyone would have endless food and unpatched clothes!
So he studied hard, seized every opportunity to study, vowed to become a useful person, and learned everything he could learn in order to become a great person like Cao Fei!
"Dang! Dang!" In this temporary school, even the big clock in Dongwan City to remind everyone of the time was requisitioned, and it was hung on the big tree in the center of the mansion, and used as the get out of class bell.

Hearing the sound of the bell, the old man walked back to the lecture hall again, dragging his long voice, and exhorted loudly: "You wait and think that the opportunity is rare and hard-won! Go back and practice hard, don't let yourself down!"

"Remember!" All the students stood up, including the two big soldiers at the door, and responded unevenly to the old man's message for leaving get out of class.

Then, the children in the classroom dispersed at the same time as the old man walked off the podium, because the following courses were all things they liked and were good at.

Mathematics, physics and chemistry have not yet started, and the books are still floating at sea, but the rest of the courses have already been opened, and the content is also very popular.

Agriculture classes teach all children how to grow, something that children from poor families already know.They just don't know the principle, so what they learn is serious.

In the afternoon, these children will follow the army to learn military drills, which makes all the parents terrified.

They worry that their children will be trained as soldiers and sent to the battlefield to be cannon fodder.They believe that this kind of learning is malicious, and it is a means for these occupying forces to catch young men.

But soon these doubts dissipated, because these aborigines really didn't have the courage to challenge the machine guns and cannons.

When the mirages came in a few months ago, they didn't have the courage to resist, so how could they have the courage to challenge the Tang people who beat the mirages away?
So everyone can only complain behind their backs, and then watch their children getting stronger and more energetic, at a loss.

The families of children who go to school subsidize half of the food for each person, and children enjoy special meals at school, and meals in the school cafeteria are completely free...

For the food for half of the people, these families can only hold their noses and take risks to honestly send their children to school to attend classes.There is no way, the one who has food these days is grandpa.

The residents of East Bay City became more honest whenever they saw sacks of flour and grain coming down from the big ships docked at the port.

Because they have never seen so much food - for them, this is almost equal to "golden times".

In the afternoon, Liu Guozhu got his wooden gun as expected.These wooden guns were all made from local materials, and were sharpened by soldiers with bayonets. They looked bumpy, and they only had the general appearance of a gun.

But even so, Liu Guozhu liked it.He took the thing and carried out every order of the sergeant who drilled them.

He completed every movement meticulously, and there was always a figure in front of him, a figure as tall as a mountain.

Liu Guozhu was intoxicated by the appearance of Cao Fei killing all mirage goblins with a gun in front of him.He wants to be that kind of person so that his fellow countrymen will not be bullied again!

"Kill!" He lunged and stabbed the gun, and shouted like lightning.Although his body is still very thin, his movements are abnormal.The non-commissioned officer watching from the side nodded frequently, expressing extreme satisfaction with the course he had chosen.

(End of this chapter)