Lin Ping took a piece of paper and a pen and began to write and draw, and then said to Ma Zhongguo: "Teacher Ma, do you think this is the way to teach the curriculum in the future? You teach primary school, and I will be in charge of junior high school ......."

"Don't be kidding, Xiaolin, are you going to teach all the lessons of those babies in junior high school?" Ma Zhongguo leaned in front of Lin Ping.

"Didn't you come here like this?" Lin Ping smiled.

"It's not a joke, nine classes in junior high school are very tiring, and ...... Young people, don't be arrogant, I'm afraid you won't be able to teach yourself any good if you make yourself very tired......" Ma Zhongguo paused a few times, "Forgive me, I'm a straight-talking person." ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Ma, I won't do porcelain work without diamonds. Lin Ping said confidently.

Ma Zhongguo didn't say anything when he saw Lin Ping like this, but his eyes were full of distrust.

"What about the schedule? Ma Zhongguo then asked.

"There is no need to line up, the morning of 135 is English, the afternoon is physical, the life is born, the second and fourth mornings are English, and the afternoon is political, historical. Set aside one class in the morning and one in the afternoon for students to study and digest the knowledge I teach. ”

[Teacher Ma Zhongguo feels that you are talking big and bragging, and your admiration has dropped by 5 points. 】

As soon as Lin Ping's voice fell, the system came with the news that Ma Zhongguo's admiration for himself had declined, and it seemed that this Ma Zhongguo didn't believe in himself very much. But it doesn't matter, the actions speak for themselves.

"I hope that after ten days and half a month, you can still maintain such passion, not like the previous ones, who have been in Cao Ying's heart in Han for less than a week. Ma Zhongguo looked at Lin Ping and said leisurely.

"Of course not. Lin Ping said firmly, he wants the students of this school to become talented more than anyone else, and he is more eager than anyone else to educate these children.

Then, Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo took the students to clean up the other classroom, because there was only one teacher in the past, Ma Zhongguo had to attend classes and watch other students, so he had only used one classroom, and the other two classrooms were idle, covered with cobwebs and thick dust. And now, Lin Ping is here, and the junior high school and primary school are going to be separated, so a new classroom has to be packed.

At noon, Lin Ping's first life challenge came, he had been meatless and unhappy before, he looked at the "black" porridge and the "dirty" steamed bun in front of him, the whole person felt that he couldn't eat, there were two plates of stir-fried vegetables and a plate of pickles on the table, these two plates of green vegetables were specially fried by Ma Zhongguo in order to wash the dust for Lin Ping, and there were no such good conditions in ordinary times.

In addition to Lin Ping and Ma Zhongguo, there are five students who still stay at school to eat, their homes are far away from the school, they will bring dry food to school in the morning, and Ma Zhongguo will usually boil a big pot of porridge at noon and distribute it to the students so that they can eat with dry food.

"We are relatively poor, and the subsidy allocated here plus my salary is only 368 yuan a month, and the village gave me a piece of land, plus some food from the villagers and the town...... Don't dislike this meal......" Ma Zhongguo choked up a little as he spoke, and quickly picked up the bowl and drank a few big sips of gruel.

Lin Ping didn't speak, just silently nibbled on the bun and drank the porridge. As a person who has traveled back, he knows, not to mention now, even ten years later, in 2019, there are still many rural teachers in economically backward areas whose monthly salary is still only six or seven hundred yuan, but it is undeniable that with economic development and the country's strong support for education, everything will only get better and better.

"Wow, Mr. Ma has food there!"

The two were eating together when a student poked his head out of the window and saw the dishes on their table.

The student's shout caused the other students to come over and take a look.

"Teacher, I want to eat vegetables too. Liu Dazhu looked at the dishes on the table and said.

"Drink your porridge well, that is what Teacher Ma asked Teacher Lin to eat, and if you want to eat it, go home and ask your mother to make it for you at night." Feng Xiao, a second-year junior high school girl, smashed Liu Dazhu's head with a rice bowl, and Liu Dazhu shrank his head from the window sullenly.

"Give them the food. Lin Ping said.

"This is for you ......to catch the wind," Ma Zhongguo said hesitantly, "Welcome to the Kushan Mountain Village School." ”

Lin Ping smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Ma, but isn't there two plates, let's give them one plate." ”

"Okay, you have the final say. Ma Zhongguo agreed with Lin Ping's approach.

Lin Ping walked out of the room with a plate of dishes: "Come, bring the bowl over and line up." ”

"Teacher, are you going to give us the dishes?"

"Yes. ”

"Really?"

"Of course. ”

"Thank you, teacher, thank you!" Liu Dazhu ran over excitedly and lifted the bowl, and several other people also came over and lined up behind him to wait for Lin to share the dishes.

Lin Ping used chopsticks to dial some dishes into the children's bowls, trying to be as evenly as possible, and after dividing the four people, Lin Ping found that there was one person who couldn't come, it was Feng Xiao.

Lin Ping walked up to Feng Xiao with a plate: "Come, bring the bowl." ”

Feng Xiao hugged his bowl tightly: "No, I don't want it, teacher, you can eat." ”

"It's okay, the teacher still has it. Lin Ping squatted down and leaned forward.

"No, my aunt said, it's not easy for you to be a teacher, try not to trouble you......" Feng Xiao buried his head deeply.

"It's not a bother, they all eat, and these are for you to ...... in the end"

But before Lin Ping finished speaking, Feng Xiao stood up and ran away with his rice bowl, ran to the back of the house and refused Lin Ping's kindness with his actions.

Lin Ping looked at Feng Xiao's back and was silent for a while, and then walked towards the house with a plate, when Liu Dazhu hurriedly ran over: "Hehe, teacher, give me the rest of the dishes." ”

Lin Ping looked at Liu Dazhu with a serious face on the plate for a while, and Liu Dazhu was overwhelmed by Lin Ping's face.

Lin Ping didn't like this Liu Dazhu a little, but he could understand it, he didn't say a word and silently transferred all the dishes on the plate to Liu Dazhu's bowl.

"Thank you, thank you, teacher. Liu Dazhu smiled happily, and ran to the side with a bowl of rice to eat.

[System: Your behavior has increased the students' goodwill towards you, and their friendliness towards you has increased slightly.] 】

[Teacher Ma Zhongguo's admiration for you has increased by 5 points. 】

When Lin Ping returned to the room, he found that there was half a bottle of liquor and two cups on the table.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have half a bottle of liquor, come, drink two sips, the autumn wind is cold, drive away the cold, and it can be regarded as a catch wine for you. ”

Ma Zhongguo opened the wine bottle, carefully poured it for Lin Ping, and then poured it for himself, but accidentally dropped it on the table, Ma Zhongguo quickly dipped it in his mouth with chopsticks and sucked it.

Lin Ping was embarrassed, he had never drunk liquor before his death.

It was difficult to resist the hospitality, Lin Ping raised the wine cup, closed his eyes, raised his head and drank it all.

"Ahh

Lin Ping couldn't open his eyes, tears slipped out, his throat was hot like a mouthful of hot charcoal, and then he coughed violently.

"Haha, haven't you ever drunk?" Ma Zhongguo looked at Lin Ping and laughed.

"I've drunk it, but I haven't drunk liquor, so I can't hold it. Lin Ping felt a little dizzy, waved his hand and said, "Only drink beer......"

"Beer can't be drunk, you have to drink it when you open it, you can't put it down, it's too luxurious. And the degree is too low to be energetic. Ma Zhongguo took a sip from the wine cup, "Come, I'll pour you another glass." ”

"Don't don't, don't let it be, I have to visit my home in the afternoon, and I won't be able to walk down the aisle after another drink." Lin Ping was so frightened that he covered the wine cup, "How many degrees of wine are you?"

"68 degrees. Ma Zhongguo pursed his lips and said, "How is it, give it up?"

Lin Ping stared at his slightly shaky eyes and spit out two words for a long time: "Cattle Pi." ”