Liu Xiangxiang sat obediently in his seat, watched Liu Hao turn around and erase these eight words, and silently read them a few times in his heart, he still didn't recognize all these words, and he didn't understand the meaning very well, but Liu Haohao just made him understand the analogy of Liu Guanghua throwing paper airplanes.

Liu Xiangxiang was originally also the school's naughty bag, since Liu Haohao took him by his side every day to teach by example, although he still has a good heart, but it is not as naughty as in the past, he can calm down and listen to the lecture when he is in class, Liu Haohao was not there just now, Zhao Yide came to substitute for the class, the whole class was making trouble, only he sat obediently in his seat to do the math problems assigned by Liu Haohao before leaving, although when they tao, he also laughed, but did not take the lead in coaxing, so Zhao Yide punished a lot of people, but did not punish him.

Liu Hao's eyes swept over Liu Xiangxiang, seeing his thoughtful look, knowing that he must have listened, he was a little relieved, at first he felt that this child was terrible, but now he feels that he is teachable.

Because there is no pressure to go on to higher education, Liu Haohao almost completely put aside the books, according to his own ideas, those texts that are too strong in the color of the times will be of limited help to their future, the most important thing is to lay a good foundation in pinyin and writing, so she also learned to do the same set of tests when she was studying, and took a test every day or two, wrote the questions on the blackboard, and each student wrote the answers in the notebook, and collected them after answering.

Before she went to the acquisition station today, she had already written the topic on the blackboard, Zhao Yide was basically in charge of invigilating, but I didn't expect him to even invigilate the exam now, and the students were so resistant, and she sometimes worried that she would leave in the future, how uncomfortable these students should be.

"Eldest sister, am I carrying it well?" Liu Xiangxiang's proud Tong Yin pulled her back from flying away.

"It's all back. She gave him a thumbs up without hesitation, and lifted Liu Xiangxiang's proud tail to the sky, not only for Liu Xiangxiang, but also for every child who did well.

In addition to Chinese, she is not relaxed in mathematics, and has transcribed a large ninety-nine multiplication table and pasted it on the wall of the classroom, and every second-grade student in the class must come to her to memorize it.

And Liu Xiangxiang is the first first-grade student to memorize the test, and the children of his age all cast envious eyes at him, they are still learning to do addition, Liu Xiangxiang can already memorize multiplication formulas.

"You can also learn to memorize when you have time, and when you think you can memorize it well, come to me. Liu Hao pointed to the multiplication formula, which is also the introductory foundation of mathematics, and if the foundation is laid, they will be able to learn a little easier in the future, but fortunately, there is no Olympiad now, she didn't learn it back then, let alone let her teach.

"Okay, let's get ready for the next music lesson, let's go to the playground. Liu clapped his hands well.

The children cheered, and Liu Haohao wanted to take charge of the whole school's music class, so she simply transferred the music lessons of each class to the same time and went to the playground for a big class.

The children's favorite classes were music, art and physical education, and they all moved their own small benches and rushed out of the classroom without her greeting, and the children of other grades on the playground also came out with small benches laughing.

The playground suddenly became lively, but it was not the first time for the children to go to class, Liu Hao waved his hand, and they consciously put the small benches in the order she had arranged them before.

At the beginning of the class, he still practiced the sound of "Mi Mi Mi Ma Ma" as usual, but Liu Haohao was a little distracted, just now he was focusing on the children's homework in the classroom, forgetting the existence of Zhuang Lijun, and now when he arrived at the playground, he suddenly remembered that the commander of the reconnaissance company was still watching her outside.

Her eyes secretly swirled around the playground, and there was no sign of him at all, it seemed that he was hidden quite deeply, and her eyes drifted to the big tree, there was no one on the tree, no one in the corner......

The school was small and empty, and there was no place for Tibetans, so where could he hide?

It must not be hidden by the dung tank where the headmaster watered the vegetable garden, and she couldn't help but laugh at the thought of that image.

Zhuang Lijun stood not far away, looking at her with good eyes, looking at her erratic eyes, the corners of her lips rose slightly, he knew that she was looking for him, and his heart was slightly sweet.

Just now outside the classroom, looking at her attentive look, he also became distracted, and now watching her teach these dozens of children of all sizes to sing, he feels even deeper.

She is really different, when she was on a mission, he had also come into contact with rural teachers, but he had never met a teacher like her, lively and serious, with a vigorous vitality full of hope, as if a ray of sunshine through the haze, warmly sprinkled on every child's body, even he, a bystander, also surged with a wave of hope and yearning for a better life in the future.

He could see that the children liked her very much, and that he couldn't pretend to have such adoring and trusting eyes, and if he had such an interesting teacher, he would definitely like it.

His eyes were slightly dark, he grew up in the capital, and he also met many knowledgeable and respected good teachers in his school career, but unfortunately their eyes have lost their bright look, and many of them have left school, and I don't know if there is a chance to meet again in this life.

The song "Singing the Second Little Cowherd" Liu has taught for a long time, and it is very simple to learn to sing this song, but to make the two voices blend together perfectly, it takes a lot of effort to practice, so she will spend a period of time with the children to practice in each class, and when they feel bored, she will let the two voices sing together, so that the children can hear their own voices and progress.

Liu made a gesture of ending with satisfaction, and then took out the harmonica in his pocket, and the playground was quiet all of a sudden, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling could be heard.

The harmonica is too rare and good, especially the tunes that Liu Hao plays with the harmonica, which can make them children be moved.

Zhuang Lijun's eyes were slightly surprised, Liu Haohao's song was "Farewell", this famous song he was very familiar with, and he had heard his grandmother and teacher play on the piano more than once when he was a child.

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green, and the evening breeze blows the willow flute...... he silently hummed along in his heart.

And she kept her head down, as if she was concentrating on the blowing, the melodious music spread all over the small playground, the noon sun fell on her face, the low eyelashes cast a gentle shallow shadow on her face, and a small crystal bead of sweat appeared at the tip of her nose, and the refracted brilliance made Zhuang Lijun a little dizzy.