The classrooms and dormitories in Feiluan Village are spacious and bright.

There is not only a space of nearly 80 meters, sitting in the north and facing south, the room type is transparent, and the decoration design is also simple and warm.

Came here a day in advance, Wang Wan'er, who was arranged by Lao Sun to this empty room, was lying on the bed, facing the sun with a side face, and just as she didn't know what to think, her mobile phone rang.

She took out her phone and saw the long-lost dialog box, and the slightly concerned sentence 'Is the nosebleed still flowing?'

Wang Wan'er blinked, and she felt like she was in a different world.

Of course, this feeling was quickly suppressed by her, she thought about it, and replied - no longer sleeping on the fire kang.

And then... I waited for a long, long time, but I didn't receive a reply.

So she stared at the screen in a daze for a long time, and when the sunlight outside the window dimmed, she stood up, came to the window, and looked at the playground.

Really... It doesn't matter to you.

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The games on the playground are still going on.

The children didn't admit defeat, and they had to ask Zhang Xiaojian and Zhuo Fei to continue to play.

It's just that Zhang Xiaojian and Zhuo Fei are skilled, how could they be hit by a small sandbag?

This time the flower work is not only to avoid sandbags, but also to catch sandbags.

Because the rule of this game is that grabbing the sandbag is an extra life.

Zhang Xiaojian took off into the air and grabbed the sandbag in mid-air.

Zhuo Fei stood upside down and sanded the sandbag with his feet...

Zhang Xiaojian elegantly grabbed the sandbag with his mouth like a big wolf dog...

Zhuo Fei unloaded in the air and caught the sandbag with his head....

The children were miserably abused, but they also felt that it was wonderful, and they threw sandbags even harder.

The audience in the live broadcast room was really dumbfounded, for the first time, I felt that I and Gao were really playing two worlds, a game of throwing sandbags can be played like this, please accept your knees...

Ning Xueqing and Xiao Li were still commenting on the side.

"My brother's move is called Pingsha Falling Goose Pose, you see this provoked posture, how riotous, especially the tight ankles, as straight as a ballet. ”

Xiao Li pondered and meditated: "Brother Zhuo Fei's stasis is really strong, he actually crossed his legs in the air and easily caught the sandbag... Should this move be called anything?"

Liu Mei was on the side: "****." ”

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Xiao Li humbly asked: "What about this trick, forcibly twisting his body in the air, and grabbing the sandbag after three hundred and sixty degrees?"

Liu Mei calmly commented: "Dump you." ”

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"Sister Mei, what do you say about the celebration of his ass now grabbing the sandbag, bending his arms and shaking back, and his butt forward?"

"The old man's cart. ”

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The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded in an instant...

- I didn't expect you to be such a cold young lady.

- The young lady who drove the car, I have an inside taste...

- I remember that Mr. Zhang said that she was an old driver... Sure enough, it lives up to its name.

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After playing for a full hour, the group ended the boring game.

took the time to reply to Wang Wan'er on WeChat, and the group entered the school cafeteria and met the four teachers sent here in the Tianchai plan.

They enthusiastically introduced the current situation in Hope Primary School to Zhang Xiaojian.

And said that I can't imagine that the accommodation conditions and supporting facilities here are so good.

Zhang Xiaojian said: "Liu Mei, I think the conditions should still be improved, we can set up a bonus plan, every month, quarterly, annual examination, and promotion, you can give bonus teachers and excellent children bonuses, so that you can be more motivated." ”

Liu Mei nodded, "Nezha" sold so well at the box office, it is not surprising that Zhang Dong invested another wave.

Unexpectedly, the teachers said that the current welfare is high enough, and they will do their best here for a day regardless of whether there is a bonus or not.

Next, we talked about some trivial matters, and then Zhang Xiaojian said hello to the program team.

The camera focuses on Liu Mei.

Liu Mei showed a smile and said: "If you have graduated from Normal University and are interested in teaching in the countryside, you can send us your resume, search for the Jianxing Charity Fund on the Internet, and you can find the recruitment page by selecting Tianchai in the project, and we will push the plan to the whole country little by little in the middle of the year." ”

Stop... The sailors really gave back a wave of enthusiasm, but most of them were tongues.

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The mobile phone rang again, and Wang Wan'er, who was drinking hot water, put down the quilt, opened it and saw Zhang Xiaojian's reply.

- Hahahaha.

Wang Wan'er looked at these four words and fell into depression, and sure enough, she didn't have anything to talk to herself...

But it's all here, so why don't you have to be shameless once.

She sat down in a chair and revised it many times, finally choosing the most straightforward and simple sentence.

- Come to me after recording the show, I have something to tell you.

This time it didn't take long, Zhang Xiaojian replied - okay.

Wang Wan'er, who had let go of a worry, returned to normal, but opened the suitcase, looked at the clothes she brought, and carefully compared them again...

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Today's "Dear Sister" is not the same as the previous issue.

The director team recorded the Hope Primary School in a small mountain village with the camera, and the group also introduced to the sailors what is the Tianchai People Project.

Let many people know that there is such a charity, which is a project to improve the quality of Hope primary school education.

Of course, Zhang Xiaojian, Ning Xueqing, Liu Mei plus Xiao Li, and Zhuo Fei, who doesn't talk much, can't teach by word and deed, and convey any positive energy...

If you say a good thing, you will go off track.

A good thing is to have the opportunity to publicize it, and more often laugh and scold.

But this does not prevent Mr. Zhang's image from being much taller in the hearts of sailors.

After leaving the cafeteria, I played tug-of-war and jumping rubber bands with the children in the afternoon, which evoked the childhood memories of many sailors in the live broadcast room.

At dusk, a bonfire was lit in the clearing outside the school meadow.

The young and old people of the village gathered together to thank the Sword Walk Charity Foundation for renovating the Hope Primary School and inviting good teachers to educate the children.

More than 40 tables of flowing water seats were lively, and they frequently raised their glasses, and many staff members of the program team were drunk...

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Unconsciously, the starry sky was quietly dense, and Wang Wan'er finally didn't change her clothes, and stepped on the pair of dirty white sneakers again.

She pushed open the door and walked to the roof of the building, which had long been arranged by the teachers to resemble a garden, and some fruits and vegetables were planted.

Then, Wang Wan'er sat on the edge without fear of height, her feet dangling four floors in the air, looking at the increasingly unclear mountains in the night and taking a breath of fresh air.

Finally, she looked up at the starry sky, which was extraordinarily bright tonight, and seemed to be within reach.

She thought that when Zhang Xiaojian came, what should she say.

It's just that the bright starlight made her squint, and she forgot what she was thinking just now, and just simply admired the starry sky.

How can Zhang Xiaojian look good with a starry sky?