She was not ashamed to take him out because he was her fiancé, but because she was worried that he would affect the children's learning, Zhuang Lijun felt that her reaction was very wonderful, he had always been like a stop in water, there was a faint restlessness, the more she didn't want to take him to school to listen to her class, the more he wanted to go.

"I'm quietly hiding outside the classroom to make sure it doesn't interfere with your class. He was adamant.

"How can you guarantee it? Your military uniform is so conspicuous that you have nowhere to hide if you want to. When she laughed, she showed a row of small white teeth, which was particularly cute.

He blushed again inexplicably, "I'm the commander of the reconnaissance company, if I don't even have this ability, I won't be able to wear this military uniform." ”

She was skeptical, although her father was the commander of the military division in the past, but after she became sensible, the army carried out a series of reforms, and she never understood what kind of existence the reconnaissance company was.

"Okay, then come with me, if you are discovered, I will pretend that I don't know you. She agreed cheerfully, jokingly threatening him, causing a shallow laugh line to appear at the corner of his mouth.

She inhaled secretly, this Zhuang Lijun was inevitably born too well, when he didn't laugh, he was an abstinent and cold male god, and when he laughed, it was like a spring breeze, and even a hard-hearted person like her was slightly warmed by his light smile.

Demonic demon, really demonic, she shook her head, trying to shake out what he had just looked like in her mind.

Zhao Yide, who helped her substitute teacher, has changed his attitude towards her since he knew that Liu Haohao gave him the quota for becoming a regular teacher.

He is introverted and wooden, and his gratitude to Liu Hao will not be expressed in any exaggerated words, but in his usual work, he takes care of this little Teacher Liu as much as possible, although he ran back and forth in the two classrooms this morning, he did not complain at all, and he couldn't stop comforting Liu Haohao when he saw him, "Teacher Liu, you slow down, don't be in a hurry." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!" Liu smiled at him.

"Don't be ......," Zhao Yide waved his hand again and again.

Tang Mingliang was moved by her noble sentiment of putting others before herself, and turned a blind eye to her behavior of asking for leave to run to the commune twice in three days, and often substituted for her with Zhao Yide.

Although she gave up a place to become a regular, she received the kindness and care of these two, which was a very cost-effective thing for her.

But her students don't buy it, Zhao Yide is silent, and he will only read from the book in class, they didn't think there was anything in the past, and probably felt that going to school was such a boring thing.

But after listening to Liu Hao's class, and then listening to Zhao Yide and Tang Mingming's class, the contrast is too great, where can they still listen, and the whole classroom is noisy.

Zhao Yide called a few boys led by him to the podium, and he was punished and beaten, so that the atmosphere in the classroom was suppressed, and he was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, it was a child in the lower grades, and he couldn't make any big waves, if it was bigger, he really couldn't cure them.

As soon as Liu Haohao walked into the classroom, the atmosphere changed instantly.

"Teacher, Mr. Zhao hit our palms again...... the little boys stretched out their hands and pitifully showed her the palms that were beaten red.

"It hurts, doesn't it?" she bent over, looking at the children.

"Hmm!" the boys nodded aggrievedly, Teacher Liu never punished them, let alone hit their palms.

"Teacher Zhao won't punish you for no reason, what did you just do?" she looked at them amusedly, without any reproach.

"I folded a paper airplane......

"Teacher, he threw the paper airplane in Mr. Zhao's face......" A little girl sat in her seat and replied quickly, causing a burst of laughter.

The boy looked straightforward and didn't feel that he was wrong at all, and Liu Haohao was not angry, he shook his head with a smile.

"Come, come to the podium and be our little teacher for a few minutes. ”

The little boy looked at Liu Hao Hao and sat in his seat a little helplessly, looking at so many pairs of eyes in the class staring directly at him, the little boy who was not afraid of the sky and the earth suddenly panicked, his little face turned red, and he pursed his lips and didn't know what to say.

Liu Hao sat in his seat and folded a paper airplane unhurriedly and flew towards his face, the little boy saw her movements and wanted to hide, but because he was too nervous, he didn't dodge and was smashed by the paper airplane.

The whole class laughed, thinking that he was really stupid, and the little boy was so embarrassed that his face was red and his eyes were full of tears.

Liu Haohao walked in front of him and looked him in the eyes half-squatting, "Isn't it very uncomfortable?"

The little boy nodded aggrievedly, and it was very pitiful that he couldn't shed tears.

"When you threw Mr. Zhao with a paper airplane just now, he was also as uncomfortable as you, you should go back to your seat first," Liu Hao turned around and wrote a few words on the blackboard, "What I want to teach you today is this sentence, do not do to others what you do not want to do to yourself." The meaning of this sentence is that what you don't want to do, you can't ask others to do. Today you know that standing on the podium and being thrown a paper airplane is uncomfortable, don't do such a thing to others next time. People must know how to respect each other, which is the basic principle of life. ”

Liu Haohao was rarely so serious, and it was the first time that she took the risk to write the famous words of Confucius on the blackboard, knowing that it was really not prudent enough to write these words so loudly, and it was against her usual style, but she still couldn't help it.

These children are pitiful, they are not like the children of her time, who were born to receive the baptism of the information explosion, and their parents were afraid that they would lose at the starting line, so they changed their tricks to let them receive the best education.

Of the more than 100 school-age children in the production team, only a few dozen came to school, and the rest of the children were deprived of the right to read and write by their parents.

What's more, the teachers in rural primary schools are not of a high level, barely recognizing a few words, and teaching them to read according to textbooks, and their parents and elders are busy making ends meet all day long, and there are not many opportunities to teach them how to behave in the world, whether at school or at home.

But only by being a person first can she learn to do things, facing her first batch of students, maybe the last batch, she already has an indescribable sense of responsibility and mission, maybe she can't teach them too much, but she will do her best to change something.