"Teacher Long, goodbye!"

Everyone said goodbye to this rural teacher who has been sticking to his post for 25 years.

"Thank you, I thank you for the children!"

Teacher Long excitedly shook the hands of Ma Qingyang and Gu Tianluo, and thanked him repeatedly.

Just now, both of them expressed their willingness to help rebuild the Weng Cao Village Primary School, and allocated special funds from their respective charitable funds to improve the lives of grassroots teachers.

"Goodbye, Mr. Ma!"

"Goodbye, Teacher Gu!"

"Sister Zifeng, Brother Dabai, Brother Peng Peng, goodbye!"

The children crowded at the door with bright smiles, waved goodbye to everyone, and reluctantly shouted everyone's name.

Xiao Guiyuan leaned on the doorpost, secretly looked at Wei Baichen and the others, and said nothing shyly.

"Hi, little longan, goodbye!"

Zhang Zifeng bent down and waved happily at him, and Wei Baichen and Peng Yuchang also looked at him with smiles.

"Big brother, big sister, uncle, welcome to come back next time!"

Suddenly, the little chubby dun shouted enthusiastically, and then hid behind the doorpost and hid himself.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Zifeng and Wei Baichen laughed lightly, thinking: Why is this kid suddenly shy?

Peng Yuchang reacted half a beat slowly, and said stupidly: "Who is he shouting 'uncle'?"

"Brother, let's face it. ”

Zhang Zifeng patted him lightly on the shoulder, and walked in the direction of the mushroom house after speaking.

"Uncle Peng Peng, let's go!"

Wei Baichen smiled and teased, and followed Zhang Zifeng away.

Peng Yuchang hurriedly chased after him: "I said Dabai, this little chubby dun didn't name him, maybe he was calling your uncle? Hey, sister, what kind of expression do you have? I'm your brother, if I were my uncle, would you be an older generation......

A few people talked and laughed and began to return to their residences.

On the horizon, the sunset has sunk, and a little starlight looms.

"Hello, everyone's worked hard! Come sit down for a while and try our homemade hand-ground coffee. ”

The warm-hearted He Jiong had already prepared a drink and waited in front of the gazebo.

"Here's your milk, sister. ”

"Thank you, Mr. He. ”

As soon as the five of them sat down, Teacher Huang Lei took a cut grass carp, walked from the kitchen to the yard, and said happily: "Is it all going well? Teacher Gu, how does it feel to be a teacher for the first time?"

Gu Tianlu put down the coffee and said seriously: "It feels good, I like to be a teacher." However, after comparing with Mr. Ma, I found that I still have a lot of room for improvement, and I have to continue to work hard in the future. ”

Ma Qingyang was drinking coffee, and when he heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said modestly: "Teacher Gu is too modest, and his performance is much better than when I first went to the podium." ”

Wei Baichen answered: "When Teacher Gu was lecturing with Teacher Ma, he listened carefully and took notes! ”

"Oh, is it? Gu Zai, I don't know if it's convenient for Fang to look at your notes?" He Jiong asked.

"Convenient, you see. ”

He Jiong took the phone, Huang Lei also came over, and the two read carefully one by one.

He Jiong praised: "Gu Zai, you are really attentive, and you will definitely be a good teacher in the future!"

Huang Lei turned his head and asked Ma Qingyang: "Teacher Ma, what song do you teach the children to sing?"

"Hahahaha......"

Without waiting for Ma Qingyang to answer, Peng Peng and the others had already covered their mouths and snickered.

Ma Qingyang took another sip of coffee, and Yun Qingfeng smiled lightly: "It's nothing, it's just that I sang Mr. Lei's famous song "Are you OK", and then corrected several mistakes in the song. ”

"Ahh

He Jiong and Huang Lei both cried out in surprise.

Huang Lei was excited, and he almost threw the grass carp out.

"Teacher Ma, aren't you afraid that Mr. Lei will know?" He Jiong asked.

Ma Qingyang joked: "Don't be afraid, who asked him not to invest in me at the beginning, and still think I was a liar." ”

It turned out that when Ma Qingyang started his business to seek funds, he once approached Mr. Lei. However, Lei always felt that he was talking too much about the project and thought that he was a liar, so he did not invest.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that Mr. Ma still holds a grudge. Huang Lei smiled.

"Hehe, even if he comes to me to quarrel, he's not my opponent. Whoever makes him not learn English well, I can scare him in Chinese and English, he can only use Chinese. In fact, even if he scares me in Chinese, he is not my opponent. Ma Qingyang said conceitedly.

Just when Ma Qingyang was leisurely drinking coffee and boasting to himself.

He Jiong ran to the camera silently, and said, "Cough, Mr. Lei, let me clarify it through the camera." As we all know, our "Dead Life" program has no script, so Mr. Ma's words are-"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Mr. Ma immediately put down the cup, quickly ran to He Jiong, and snatched the camera:

"Teacher He, don't admit it, I memorized the words according to the script, and I didn't say a single line wrong, but you can't deduct my notice fee! Mr. Lei, don't believe him, what, you have to give me the mobile phone you promised me! I'll wait. ”

"Hahaha......"

Seeing the richest man playing a scoundrel like a child, everyone laughed.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Huang Lei began to formally prepare dinner.

"Pemba, you go and make a fire, and you'll need it later. Dabai, you and your sister wash the vegetables. Teacher He, you and the two teachers set up the tables and chairs together, and then drive the chickens and ducks back to their nests. Huang Lei arranged for the stops one by one.

"Mr. Huang, you are getting more and more powerful, dare to let our richest man lift the table, and ask him to drive chickens?" He Jiong said mischievously.

Ma Qingyang smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, let's record the show." Besides, as long as the notification fee is in place, let me feed the pigs!"

"Hey, Mr. Ma, didn't you say on the show before that you are not interested in money?"

"Hmm? Did I say it? If I really said it, it must have been according to the script of the program team, hahaha. ”

Ma Qingyang is becoming more and more proficient in variety show routines, and he keeps making jokes.

Gu Tianlu was a little dull, staring at the memo on his mobile phone, pondering how to improve the teaching effect.

Wei Baichen held a bunch of vegetables and came to the well to prepare for cleaning.

Zhang Zifeng tied up his hair with a black head rope and began to peel the taro.

When Wei Baichen saw it, he took out a pair of rubber gloves and handed them to her: "Sister, you wear this." ”

"Why?"

"Taro mucus contains oxalic acid and alkali, which can easily irritate the skin. ”

"Brother Dabai, do you still know this?"

"I understand a little, and I studied biomedicine in college. ”

"Wow, it feels so high-end. ”

"Well, it's a tall major, so after graduating, I went to work as an accountant in a pharmaceutical store. ”

“......”

"Don't believe it, it's one thing to be professional, it's another thing to get employed. ”

Wei Baichen saw that she didn't understand this situation, and knew that she lacked social experience, and told her a lot of interesting stories that ordinary students encountered when looking for jobs.

Gradually, Zhang Zifeng was fascinated by what he heard, as if he had met someone from another world.

All she has in her life is schooling and drills, and she really doesn't know much about the lives of ordinary students.

"Haha, I'll tell you another day, let's wash the vegetables first!"

Zhang Zifeng smiled sweetly and sped up the speed of peeling.

Wei Baichen also began to seriously clean the enoki mushrooms in his hands.

He washes it very slowly, because enoki mushrooms are small and not easy to wash.

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