"Ahem, do you want to hear the story?" In the end, she couldn't resist this pair of innocent eyes, she reluctantly compromised, the content in the textbook was lackluster, and it was finished in three or two clicks, as a teacher who was not used to corpse vegetarian meals, she still decided to add some material to them.

"Think!" The children's eyes are brighter, children of their age are in the stage of being full of curiosity about the outside world, but the textbooks are boring, the teacher teaches according to the textbook, and at first glance they hear that Liu Hao wants to tell them a story, and they are all excited to light up their eyes.

"Then I'll tell you a story about the little soldier Zhang Ga. She dragged a stool and sat down at the podium.

In this era, any wind and snow will be labeled as a petty bourgeoisie, she is such a cautious person, naturally she will not tell any stories such as Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales to cause trouble for herself, think about it, or talk about the main theme, which is both safe and not easy to arouse suspicion.

Xiaobing Zhang Ga was made into a movie in the 60s, but Damu Village is not the center of the city, and children have few opportunities to watch movies, so they have not seen this movie, so they are still in contact with this story for the first time.

Liu Haohao was sent by her parents to take language training classes since she was a child in her previous life, whether it was storytelling, hosting, or recitation, all of which were the basic skills she had practiced since she was a child.

She said it vividly, vividly and excitingly, where did the children who were extremely lacking in spiritual life hear such an interesting story, and they were all fascinated and couldn't extricate themselves.

Until the bell rang for the end of class, the children sat motionless, staring at her with staring straight into their eyes.

"Teacher Liu, Teacher Liu, why don't you talk about it again......" The children were anxious, and kept urging, Liu Haohao happened to say that Zhang Ga mistook the guerrilla platoon commander for a traitor, and there was a series of misunderstandings.

"After class, you go out for activities first, for details, please listen to the next breakdown. Liu Hao took a big sip of the teapot, proudly and childishly took the whip as a startling wood, and slapped the table.

"Teacher, we want to hear the story......" the children pleaded pitifully.

"As for the rest of the story, I will continue to tell it tomorrow, but this is also conditional, if you do a good job in the homework assigned before telling the story, I will tell more tomorrow, if you don't finish it well, there will be no story to listen to tomorrow. She shrugged, "In the art class later, you will draw a picture of Zhang Ga in your heart on the paper, and after the painting is finished, I will paste your painting in the classroom, and you will judge who draws the best and the best student, and I will reward him with a big red flower." ”

There are only three classrooms in the village primary school, and each classroom is crowded with students of two grades, including Liu Haohao, and there are only three teachers in the whole school, and Principal Tang Mingliang is one of them, who is personally responsible for the teaching of senior students.

Among the three teachers, Liu Haohao's course is the heaviest, the students in the lower grades are not sensible, and they are more difficult to teach than the upper grades, in addition to managing her own students, she is also responsible for the music and art of the other two classes of students, so she has always felt very unfair, and she has made a lot of trouble about this matter, but Tang Mingliang is very insistent, and the course of music and art should have been taught by a young girl like her.

After making trouble a few times, but it was not resolved, Liu Haohao's mood was even worse, she was late for class and left early, perfunctory, and her attitude towards students was also very bad.

Tang Mingliang leaned on the window of the classroom and looked inside, only to see that these children's eyes were shining, and there was undisguised love in their eyes when they looked at Liu Haohao, which surprised him.

He has taught for so many years, and he doesn't dare to say how good he is at teaching, but no matter how good he is, he is better than Liu Hao's teaching, but for so many years, no student in any class has looked at him with such eyes.

This realization made Tang Mingliang a little disappointed, he didn't know what Liu Haohao was doing in the classroom, and he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, he was never optimistic about Liu Haohao's character.

Liu Haohao finally finished assigning tasks to the children, these children are quite sensible, although they are still unsatisfied, no one is playing tricks, except for one or two who go out to the toilet urgently, the other children are all in the seat and discussing today's story enthusiastically.

She was really surprised, she didn't expect that the spiritual life of children in this era was so poor, and a small story could make them so excited, which made her childhood soaked in a large number of books and cartoons, and at the same time incredible, she had an extra layer of pity for them.

"Principal Tang?" she came back to her senses, only to find Tang Mingming, lying on the window, with a strange face, "Is there something wrong?"

"What did you say to the kids? Tang Mingliang looked at her suspiciously.

"I told them a story, which they probably hadn't heard before, so they inevitably reacted a little bigger. She smiled disappreciatively.

"What kind of story? Those messy things are not allowed to be told to children, and if you get into trouble, I won't be able to protect you!" Tang Mingming's face was stained with anger.

"Messy things?" she looked confused, "I told the children the story of the little soldier Zhang Ga, didn't you still show this movie in the commune a while ago?"

"You only talked about the little soldier Zhang Ga?" Tang Mingming's mood eased slightly, but he still looked at her with a scrutinizing expression.

"Of course, I can't tell other stories, and they don't necessarily understand other stories. She smiled bitterly, in this era, you really have to be careful when you talk and do things, fortunately she was thoughtful before.

"That's good. Tang Ming nodded, he was not very relieved, who didn't know that she was close to the young Ding Zhicheng, and that Ding Zhicheng knew at a glance that it was not a good thing, and he heard that there was a pocket of manuscripts hidden, he didn't believe that Liu Hao hadn't read it, in case she told the stories in those manuscripts to the children, then the matter would be a big problem, "You have to grasp it yourself, don't tell the bad things about Ding Zhicheng to the children." ”

"Ding Zhicheng?" she was still confused, "What does this have to do with Ding Zhicheng?"

Tang Mingliang felt that she was just pretending to be stupid, glanced at her meaningfully, turned around and left.

Liu Haohao didn't continue to dwell on this matter, she went back and thought carefully about every detail, thinking that every link was impeccable, even if Tang Mingliang or others really wanted to pick a bone in the egg, they would definitely not be able to pick anything that could make a big fuss.

Sure enough, in this era, prudence in words and deeds is the top priority.