The five judges left, and many people in the live broadcast room asked Hu Yang to sing a few more songs, but he refused.

Because he has to go back to class.

"I'm honored to be liked by so many friends, but I still have to go back to class, so I'll go first. Saying that, Populus euphratica is ready to be sown.

Ten treasure maps suddenly appeared, making his movements stop, although I don't know how much the treasure map costs, but I have heard that it is quite expensive.

"Thank you for the gift from this friend, don't break the bank. He thanked him in a flat tone.

There is no such thing as other streamers who are excited to receive gifts.

In fact, Hu Yang does not have much desire for money, otherwise, with his rebirth into this world, with decades more experience than his peers, even if he is an orphan, he can become a rich generation.

He will not follow his wife to Tibetan areas to teach, and stay for ten years.

"Anchor, can I live stream the class, I can donate some books and teaching desks and the like. The netizen "Colorful Jellyfish", who had just swiped out ten treasure maps, said.

"No, sometimes there is no mobile phone signal, and there is no live broadcast at all. Hu Yang shook his head and said.

"I'm still an hour away from school, and I wouldn't have come this far if it wasn't for the auditions. ”

There is a cell tower in this area to support the webcast.

"What is your address there, I'll courier you with a car signal booster. ”

It seems that the "colorful jellyfish" will not give up if they don't see the situation of Populus euphratica going to class, and even give away a valuable vehicle signal booster.

However, Hu Yang laughed.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't use it, this is my transportation. As he spoke, he turned his phone to the side, and a white horse was walking leisurely not far away.

Suddenly, the live broadcast room was full of words of amazement and envy.

Even the "Colorful Jellyfish" made a full stop to show that they were speechless.

"Okay, let's talk again when we have a chance, I'm going back to class. After speaking, he turned off the live broadcast of Maoya.

Pack your things, put your back on your back, and turn over on your horse.

Here, the short-distance means of transportation is horses, which Poplar learned in his second year here.

An hour later, Hu Yang returned the white horse to Aunt Deji Medo in the village.

Looking at the time, there were still a few minutes to go to class, and he ate some barley noodles left in the morning.

The class bell rang for the broken iron hanging from a dead tree outside the school playground and a rotten hammer half lost in the ground.

"Bell Bell ....."

Soon, eight little guys with school bags ran out of the village.

Here, they have to go home at noon to help the family do some farm work, and they are not like urban schoolchildren, who take a nap after eating at noon.

Hu Yang stood on the playground and looked at them, smiled slightly, returned to the room, picked up the textbooks needed for this afternoon's class and walked into the classroom.

"Stand up!" shouted Nima, a fourth-grader, when she saw Populus euphratica.

"Hello teacher!" the other seven students all said in crisp voices.

"Hello students!"

"The first class this afternoon is a preschool class, and students who don't have their turn will do their homework on their own. Hu Yang said.

This school is the only one in the six surrounding villages, and they are all school-age children in all six villages.

Hu Yang is not only the principal and the class teacher of all classes, but also the teacher of all courses.

He once recruited a few teachers who came to teach by virtue of his connections, but the longest of them left after only staying for a month, and one of them secretly ran away on the third night, not even saluting.

Since then, Populus Hu has never taken the initiative to recruit people to come over to teach.

Because it's so bitter here.

I was only electrified two years ago, and I am used to life in the city, and not everyone can tolerate this kind of living conditions.

Of the eight students, Dolma is in preschool, Tashi, Wangdui, and Sammu are in the first grade, Nima is in the fourth grade, and the remaining three are in the third grade.

As for the second, fifth, and sixth graders, there were none.

"What the teacher handed over to you today is "Silent Night Thoughts" by the poet fairy Li Bai. Hu Yang said to Zhuoma.

Write on the board:

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

...........

Teach Zhuoma to read word by word, and if there are some things she doesn't understand, Hu Yang will change to Tibetan and talk to her, and then change back to Chinese after explaining clearly.

When she can stumble over it, let her read it herself.

It was Tashi's turn to teach the first-graders, and this time they were teaching multiplication formulas, which were taught in advance by Populus euphratica.

"Did you all three remember the 5X5 in the morning? Hu Yang asked.

Wangdui lowered his head silently, not daring to look at Populus Hu, expecting not to click on him.

However, he was so weak that he forgot that there were only three students in their class.

"Sam, you come first. Hu Yang ordered a thin little girl, her grades were the best, and she also studied the hardest.

She stood up and said in a crisp voice, "One by one gets one, one by two gets two, two two gets four..... Five-five-twenty-five. ”

Hu Yang nodded with satisfaction and praised: "Yes, continue to work hard." ”

For children, praise is more effective than harshness.

Then he went to Tashi, and although he didn't pronounce it as fluently as Sam, he barely remembered it.

"Wangdui, it's your turn. ”

He stood up hesitantly and said with difficulty: "One by one, one by one, one by two, two by two, two by two...... Four... Three-four...."

"Wow, Hu... Teacher Hu, it's too difficult, it's too difficult, it's really difficult!"

Even Zhuoma, who was reciting ancient poems, bowed his head and smiled.

"Is it difficult?" asked Poplar with a straight face.

He was the naughtiest of the eight students, and the least likely to learn.

"It's really hard. He said with a sobbing mouth flat.

"Well, two legs of mutton multiplied by two legs of mutton or two legs of mutton, it seems really difficult, in this class, you will write the 5X5 multiplication formula, and I will check it after school. Hu Yang looked at him and said helplessly.

Except for a few cases where students are beaten, the rest of the time they are asked to copy textbooks.

Don't say that corporal punishment of students will be complained about by parents.

Here, as long as the poplar is not killed or disabled, nothing happens.

If they dare to go home and tell their families, the elders of their families will hang them up and beat them up without saying a word, and then bring some meat to the school to apologize to Populus Hu and ask him not to blame the children.

Hearing the teacher's words, Wangdui sat down silently, took out his homework book and wrote the multiplication formula silently, and there were words in his mouth.

Although Hu Yang did not hit him, this kind of punishment is the most serious punishment for an eight or nine-year-old child.

The teacher's attitude was more intimidating in their eyes than the wooden stick in the hands of their parents.