In the classroom, Huang Guowang stood in front of the blackboard, pinching chalk and writing on the brand-new blackboard, and kept telling the textbook knowledge that had already been ripe.

With a brand new blackboard, rounded chalk, and textbooks in hand, it looks like a classroom compared to a month ago.

Huang Guowang smiled and turned his head to look at the audience, where the little ones were all sitting honestly on the red-painted stools, holding pencils in both hands and constantly recording what they were telling in the textbook.

Although on the side of the classroom, the cold wind kept blowing in through the gap, and the faces of the people who were blowing were slightly painful, but Huang Guowang's face was still full of smiles.

Enough is enough, really enough. With such a teaching environment, what is he not satisfied with?

Blackboards, chalk, textbooks, brand new desks, and most importantly, a group of lovely students, they should be happy too, after all, brand new desks.

And the person who brought all this was the one who helped Huang Shikai deliver the relics half a month ago.

What is his name? Huang Guowang didn't know, because the man had never said his name from beginning to end, and he had forgotten to ask.

A man who helped him so much, to the school, to these little ones, he didn't know the name of that person.

Every time he thinks of this, Huang Guowang feels that he is really stupid for reading.

Receive the grace of others, and think about reciprocation!

His ability is limited, and he may not be able to repay this favor for the rest of his life, but at least he must remember it.

At the very least, remember who has at least helped you.

So Huang Guowang secretly made up his mind that if there was a chance to meet that person again, he would definitely ask that person's name.

That's right, I, Huang Guowang, may lose this for the rest of my life, and I probably won't be able to repay your help to the school, but, your goodness, I, Huang Guowang, will remember it for a lifetime.

But Huang Guowang suddenly smiled and shook his head, what did you do, you are still in class, why did you think of these all of a sudden.

But at the moment when Huang Guowang just shook his head, he was stunned, staring blankly at the door of the classroom, a figure standing there silently.

And all the children under the podium were listening quietly, but suddenly the sound was gone, and the little guys below all raised their heads curiously, just in time to see Huang Guowang in a daze.

The curious children turned their heads to look at Huang Guowang's gaze, only to see that the children's eyes suddenly widened, and their faces suddenly showed a look of surprise, and they were about to open their mouths and shout.

But suddenly I remembered that it was still class time, and I covered my mouth again one by one, only a pair of eyes looked at the person at the door in surprise, looking like I wanted to scream but didn't dare to scream.

But there was that smart one, and immediately patted the classmates next to him who hadn't noticed it, and then pointed to the direction where the door was, one pass two, two pass four, and finally everyone saw the figure at the door, the familiar and unfamiliar figure.

Huang Guowang in front of the blackboard finally came back to his senses, and he looked at the figure at the door. That's right, it's really him.

And the little ones in front of the podium carefully and quietly touched and turned their heads to look at the door, and he also looked at them.

This guy attracted all the thoughts of the little ones as soon as he came.

Huang Guowang shook his head helplessly, and then looked at the old-fashioned wall clock on the classroom wall, there were originally five minutes before class ended, but looking at the appearance of these little guys, it is estimated that he didn't have the heart to listen.

Huang Guowang reluctantly closed the book, then picked up a hammer hanging on the blackboard, and lightly knocked it a few times on a bronze bell hanging next to him.

I saw the "class bell" ringing, and suddenly there were countless exclamations in the classroom, and I saw most of the little children jumping up one after another, and then running towards the gate excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen little guys gathered around the gate excitedly, looking at the figure outside the door with a happy smile on their faces.

"Teacher. ”

"Hello teacher!"

"The teacher came to see us again. ”

"Teacher, we miss you so much......!"

I don't know who took the lead, but with the first teacher's exit, all the little guys at the door shouted happily to the teacher.

At this time, Mr. Jin, who was still standing next to the car, was startled by a dozen little children who suddenly came out of the low house, what the hell, is this a refugee camp, otherwise why are there so many beggars?

And when he saw them surrounding Zhang Kun at once, his face immediately showed a trace of nervousness, nothing would happen.

But when the countless teachers shouted, Mr. Jin was stunned, and he stared blankly at the dozen or so children tightly surrounding Zhang Kun.

Teacher?

At this time, he finally found that although the group of children in front of him were wearing tattered clothes and not a single pair of shoes, they didn't look like beggars when they looked closely.

Although the clothes are worn and full of patches, most of them are still clean and tidy, and there are a little dirty, but they are also full of mud, unlike Mr. Jin who has ever seen those beggars, dirty and dark and shiny, which are all scabs.

Not a beggar, Mr. Jin quickly denied the impression at first sight.

But, teacher?

Mr. Jin was a little confused, could it be that the little classmate who seemed to be sixteen or seventeen years old was actually a teacher?

At this time, in the crowded crowd, Zhang Kun looked at the excited and surprised little faces around him, the depression and silence along the way seemed to fly away in an instant, and a smile finally appeared on his face that had been dull for a long time.

Yes, although it was poor and miserable, it was nothing, and before he came, the little ones did not even have a pen or an exercise book.

However, they have smiles on their faces, satisfaction, happiness, and laughter.

For them, being able to go to school and have a school to go to school is the greatest satisfaction.

At this moment, Zhang Kun seemed to be able to suddenly understand why Huang Guowang made up his mind to throw his whole life here when he was still so young.

Not for anything else, just for the satisfied, happy smiles on the faces of these little guys.