Yan Lan said happily, she really felt that it would be really good if she could find a job teaching children here in Bian Rui, not only to leave the jurisdiction of her parents and feel comfortable, but also to go home as soon as possible when she was homesick, and more importantly, to teach these children in the mountains to learn dance, so the more she thought about it, the more she felt that coming to Bian Rui this time was simply providence!

"Then you can help me ask!" Yan Lan said.

Seeing that Bian Rui was stunned on the spot and didn't know what to think, with a strange expression on his face, Yan Lan took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone directly.

"Hey, third sister-in-law, I want to ask, do you want a dance teacher in the primary school here, yes, it doesn't matter if you have less money, the most important thing is to have a place to live, yes, yes......" Yan Lan heard the third sister-in-law talk about the school, and her heart became more and more satisfied.

Soon, Yan Lan got Uncle Bian Rui's phone number from her third sister-in-law, dialed it, put forward her job search requirements, and stated her conditions.

"What are you talking about?" Uncle Bian Rui couldn't believe his ears.

The old man felt a little hit in the head by a pie, a graduate of a super famous dance academy, and a college student who led the dance of a big dance troupe wanted to go to Bianjiacun Primary School to be a dance teacher?

Yan Lan said: "I want to ask Bianjiacun Primary School if I want a dance teacher, I am a student who graduated from the Capital Dance School, and I used to ...... in the Pearl Dance Troupe."

Yan Lan wow wah wow wow la

The old man hadn't heard half of it, so he immediately said with a smile: "Enough is enough, if it is convenient for you, you have time to come to the elementary school, a few of our teachers will have an interview, and if it is suitable, you can come to work." But I want to make it clear to you that the salary of our teachers here is not high, less than half of that of regular teachers, and it is not easy to become a formal public teacher.......

Bian Rui's uncle said honestly about the treatment of the school, without exaggeration, and even deliberately emphasized the difficulties, the old man has now figured out the law, instead of deceiving people, it is better to honestly explain the situation here, only willing people can stay longer, deception is not a way to keep people.

Although the primary school in Bianjia Village is running very well now, and the school in the county also recognizes it, but the place is here, and the average young person is really not willing to drill into the ravine, not to mention anything else, if you want to go to drink a tea K song to find a decent place, you have to run for an hour or two.

Yan Lan said happily: "No, such conditions are already very good, I have time now, if it is convenient for you, I will go over now, do you think it will be possible?"

Bian Rui's uncle didn't agree, so he agreed directly, and the two hung up the phone after discussing it.

Yan Lan happily put away the phone, and then said to Bian Rui beautifully: "I'm going for an interview, good luck to me!"

Where is Bian Rui in the mood to wish her any good luck now, she has a hammer to kill her heart, and now she is annoyed in her heart.

Bian Rui didn't think about Yan Lan's unsuccessful interview, a dance teacher of Yan Lan's level, not to mention that Bianjia Village is small, I'm afraid that even the county's key schools will rush to ask for it, through the understanding of the past few days, Bian Rui knows that Yan Lan should have jumped out of the category of dance teachers, about the level of young dancers, not to mention teaching primary school students, college students who teach dance schools are enough.

When Bian Rui came back to his senses, he looked up and saw that Yan Lan had already stepped on his motorcycle, and turned out of the yard after a rumbling start.

Bian Rui wanted to reach out and slap himself, but he was a little afraid of pain, so he hesitated twice and gently slapped himself: "Let you talk more, it's okay now, maybe you will attract a long-term rice bastard for yourself."

As soon as Yan Lan left, Bian Rui picked up the panel of the guqin and prepared to continue to do it, but his heart was always unsettled, and he couldn't make a knife with the planer knife in his hand, so Bian Rui simply threw the planer knife and the panel aside, found a cushion to put behind his head, and slept on his own head.

Naturally, he can't sleep, Bian Rui's heart is always worried, and in the future, Yan Lan will run to his house from time to time to eat, in order to take care of this big beauty, Bian Rui is busy. This made Bian Rui feel as if he had become a servant of her Yan, or a hired free long-term worker.

In a daze, Bian Rui heard someone calling him.

"Bian Rui, come in!"

Bian Rui pushed open the door of his main house, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Lan wrapped his head, holding a cigarette pouch in his hand, and an extra mole on his left cheek.

"Why are you like this?" said Bian Rui with a smile.

"What are you laughing at, come on, drag this splash down for me and beat me with twenty sticks, the slave must have the appearance of a minion, do you have such a way to talk to the master!" Yan Lan, who had a mole, said viciously at Bian Rui.

Before Bian Rui could speak, he saw that the two big men immediately pressed themselves down, and the other two began to beat themselves with the thick plate of the bowl.

"I ......".

Suddenly, Bian Rui sat up all of a sudden, and after opening his eyes, Bian Rui realized that he had a nightmare, wiped the sweat on his head, and muttered: "This is too scary!"

As he spoke, he looked around and found that his house was still his own, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

As soon as Bian Rui answered, the uncle's voice came from the phone.

"Little Nineteen, you have made a great contribution to the school, you kidnapped such a high-level dance teacher, you kid is really good, at this time you can still think of the village, Uncle is very pleased......."

Bian Rui listened to Uncle praise himself for almost five minutes, and then opened his mouth to ask, "Uncle, what's the matter with you?

"No, I called you to ask you to pack up Mr. Yan's things and send them to the school's dormitory, we are now accompanying Mr. Yan to pick a dormitory, hurry up, quick, Mr. Yan said, it's just a bag, and a toothbrush or something, just take it...... Okay, I'm hanging, hurry up and get the stuff over."

After the uncle finished talking to himself, he hung up the phone suddenly.

The people of Bian Rui are stupid.

I put down the phone for a long time: "Are you in such a hurry, robbing people?"

The word robbery is really good, whether it is Bian Rui's uncle or Shen Changhe, who is preparing to take over, seeing that Yan Lan is actually willing to come to Bianjia Village Primary School to teach dance, that kind of happiness is incomprehensible to Bian Rui.

Bianjiacun primary school began to play is quality, and everyone thinks that there is no need to do exercises every day in primary school, so like a literary teacher, everyone is quite fancy, the surrounding villagers are also from primary school, and never feel that there is anything wrong with primary school education, so no one is against recruiting literary and artistic teachers, but this kind of teacher is difficult to recruit, who is willing to come to the small ravine, and can not make any money, it is better to open a cram school in the city to earn more.

The most important thing is that Yan Lan is not only good at dancing, but also understands concert staves, and the most important thing is that she was born in a scholarly family.

Because it means that the school not only has a dance teacher, but also a music teacher, and even teaches Chinese from time to time. Let's put it this way, how satisfied Uncle Bian Rui is with Yan Lan: At this time, if Yan Lan says that he likes to eat Bian Rui's cooking, Uncle Bian Rui may be able to use the family's righteousness to tie up Bian Rui to Yan Lan as a cook.

Bian Rui changed his clothes and came to Yan Lan's house, and found that as he said on the phone, Yan Lan's things were not very many, and they were all neatly arranged. So there was nothing to pack, almost everything was in the bag, and when he went to the bathroom to put a toothbrush or something, Bian Rui took his bag and drove his motorcycle to the elementary school below.

When they arrived at the gate of the primary school, Bian Rui and several uncles who guarded the door explained their intentions, so they were allowed to enter the campus, and they couldn't drive motorcycles, so they could only park their cars outside.

Bian Rui didn't dare to ask why Yan Lan's motorcycle could go into the yard, but his own had to be placed outside.

Bian Rui didn't dare to blow up any thorns with these old men, because among them was his own uncle, let's put it this way, the old man who guarded the school was almost the elders of several nearby villages, and he was almost a volunteer gatekeeper, and he only paid three or five hundred yuan a month, and now the society is really not enough to do anything.

However, for the elderly in the neighborhood, being able to watch the gate of the primary school is an errand with a bright face, proving that they are still useful, there is still work, and they can also contribute to the township, this kind of recognition is not something that can be given with a little money.

Entering the campus, Bian Rui walked along the fence to the teacher's dormitory, which was in the small town to the east of the teaching building, and was two rows of bungalows built according to the zigzag earth slope.

It is said that the bungalow is actually similar to the houses in the village, but there are two rows here, a bit like the row houses of the former factory dormitory, one room at a time, there is no small courtyard, and there are no wings on both sides, it is a large straight row.

The good thing about the teacher's dormitory in Bianjiacun Primary School is that it looks like blue bricks and white walls, a bit of Jiangnan architectural charm, each teacher is a single room, the main house is L-shaped, about 30 square meters, in addition to the bedroom, it also borrowed the kitchen to make a bathroom. The kitchen is about a dozen square meters, and in addition to cooking, there is a long dining table for two people.

Bian Rui went uphill, and when he came to the first row, he saw Yan Lan's big motorcycle, placed at the door of a dormitory, so he walked over.

Before I got to the door, I heard the uncle talking endlessly to Yan Lan.

"This house is average, not as good as a big city like your pearl, Mr. Yan, you will be ......."

"It's good, I didn't even think of it!"

Yan Lan's voice sounded quite happy.

Yan Lan really didn't expect such a mountain village primary school, every teacher still has such a good dormitory, although according to her aesthetics, the square wardrobe, the square head and the big bed and writing desk are not designed, but they are enough.

Not to mention that there are floor tiles on the floor, and the bathroom also has a simple shower head and a serious toilet, although the kitchen counter is made of bricks, but white tiles are pasted on it.

But no matter what, it is much better than the kind of earthen house she imagined to teach, and it can be said that the treatment given to teachers by Bianjiacun Primary School is completely beyond her imagination.

In fact, there is no way to do this, if you want to recruit a good teacher, then you have to spend money, the so-called planting a plane tree to attract a phoenix, you don't even have a tree and still want to be a good teacher?

Let's put it this way, when the villagers didn't have a single bathroom at home, there was a dormitory for school teachers. Including the teacher's dormitory, it was built before most of the villagers' houses. It fully reflects the Confucian characteristics of the so-called poetry and book heirloom in Bianjia Village.

Stop at the door, Bian Rui took a look, good guy, the hut is so lively, in addition to Yan Lan and Uncle, there is also the quasi-principal Shen Changhe, and the teacher Li who teaches guqin at the school is also there, in addition to a young man in his twenties, who wears glasses politely, not from Bianjia Village, but Bian Rui is a little familiar, it seems that it may be from a nearby village.