Chapter 531: From Little to Old (7)
Xia Siyu is in the dictionary, there is no word "embarrassment". Anyway, the other party asked me to say it, then I must have made it clear seriously, it wasn't that he humbly asked for advice, she didn't bother to answer!
She also said earnestly: "Study hard, not for others, but for yourself." I often feel that I have suffered the loss of education, and I should still study hard back then, at least finish college. ”
She said what was from her heart. Recently, when she got along with Bo Yan, she deeply felt that she was suppressed by her IQ. Not only was it suppressed, but also about film theory, methodology, and technology, which she could have learned in a university classroom, but she lacked it. Otherwise, her acting skills would not have taken so many detours. After a big circle, I finally came back and found that she still needed to receive a systematic education. Fortunately, Bo Yan can make up for this.
Although some people did ridicule her for being uneducated, she was no longer educated, and she was admitted to N University. And I participated in the show not long ago, and my fluent Italian and English are also quite powerful. It's just that the gap is too obvious compared to Bo Yan, so she seems to be very weak.
But don't say it, Xia Siyu's self-blackening effect is outstanding, look at her face that is overly beautiful but indeed a little big-chested and brainless, and then look at Bo Yan, a group of students nodded one after another, it is better to study!
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After eating, Bo Yan and Xia Siyu took a group photo with the teachers and students of the school. When the bell rang, the teachers and students reluctantly left and returned to the classroom.
Before leaving, Xia Siyu passed by the classroom, and the students inside were holding books one by one and reciting Tang poems childishly. On the playground, fifth-graders are learning physical education, high jump, and pommel horses. The windows are bright and clean, and the sound of reading is loud. The playground struggles, and the dust rises. It's an inner vitality, a sense of exuberance.
Xia Siyu studied abroad when she was a child, and the classes were all small, and the teacher talked about them one by one. Chinese is completely different from Italian and English, as if there is no tune, just listening to it, it is a piece of music.
After looking at the students, they went to see the old man again.
There are very few retirement homes in towns in the northwest. The old people here are still used to living at home, and the old people in the village even feel that going to live in a nursing home is tantamount to saying that their sons and daughters are not filial and do not take care of them. Of course, nursing homes also cost money, and there are some elderly people who are shy in their pockets and can't afford to live and don't want to go.
Therefore, in response to this situation, the state still focuses on resting and repairing dilapidated houses. Because most of the working-age laborers in the village have gone out to work, in fact, the elderly who still stay in the village are basically living in poverty.
In the past few days of living in the master's house, Bo Yan has learned about the situation in their villages and towns, and when he comes out of school, he goes to the poorest family in the neighborhood to go around.
This is the case in rural areas, even in a village or town, where two houses can be separated by a long distance, especially in a ravine like the Loess Plateau.
Coming out of the old man's house, it was already sunset. Passing by the river bend they passed yesterday, Bo Yan consciously got out of the car and went to Xia Siyu's car. This time, he also drove Wei Jingjing and Xiao Tang down and asked them to squeeze a car with Song Fengzhi.
Today they got up early and went out, went to the elementary school and went to the old man's house, and saw the old since childhood.
When I returned, the sun had set.