Chapter 129: Letters from Students

In June, the sun gradually became hot, and the magic capital turned into a hot city in the blink of an eye. It's not just the city that's hot, it's the girls in hot clothes, and the hearts of men.

Modu Drama Academy, Building 4 of Bamboo Garden.

In the early morning, the temperature is not so high, with a little cool, many faculty and staff families living in this bamboo forest come out early for morning exercises.

The breeze is gentle, and the verdant bamboo forest makes a 'rustling' sound, swaying gently with the wind, shaking a unique style.

In the bamboo forest, there are old people playing Tai Chi, there are old people sitting on the stone bench of the bamboo forest playing chess, and some people are walking birds with bird cages, a comfortable and peaceful, and the painting style is brisk.

In the fourth building of the bamboo garden, in the bamboo forest near this small building, two figures, one large and one small, are sharpening their voices, practicing opera, it is Zhao Wenyu and Tiger Egg.

The two, one is a disciple of Old Man Murong and the other is the grandson of Old Man Murong, both of whom have a certain "mission" to inherit the mantle.

This is the picture of this bamboo garden grove in the early morning, and it seems to be like this every day. In addition to the changes of time, the bamboo forest gradually changed from crisp to yellow, and then rejuvenated, and the characters were frozen.

And in this comfortable early morning, Ye Chen was sitting at his desk, and there was a bunch of envelopes on the table, and he was reading one of them.

This is a letter sent to him by the children of Changyun Village.

Since he left Xu Primary School in Changyun Village in November last year, because there are too many things, the company has just been established, and it is in a critical development period, and he has no time, so he has not been to see these children again.

During this time, he would sometimes receive letters from his children from distant mountain villages.

Every time he receives a letter from a child, his mood becomes much lighter, and he likes the innocence of children. Every time, no matter how busy he is, he will find time to reply to the past.

At this time, he was reading a letter from a little girl named Sun Qiaoqiao, the words on it were written in a blue ballpoint pen, neat and beautiful, and there was a special fragrance of pen and ink on the white letterhead.

He remembered this little girl in the fourth grade, before he left. The little girl was still crying and crying, and her little face was looking forward to it, and she made a pact with him that he would come back to see them.

"Teacher Ye. I'm Sun Qiaoqiao, thank you for the Children's Day gift you gave us, we all love it, hehe. “

When Ye Chen saw the first sentence on the letter, he smiled. Not long ago. Before Children's Day, he instructed an employee of his company to send him on a business trip to Datongshan County, and asked him to purchase some school bags, fairy tale books, stationery and some toys locally, and then gave him the address of Changyun Village and asked him to find a way to send it over.

He later called Su Yue and confirmed that the children had received it.

He smiled and continued to look at the contents of the envelope.

"Teacher Ye, do you know? After you left, no one told us stories, and my mom and dad would talk about you sometimes. Said that the legend of the White Snake you talked about is very good, and you are also a good teacher. ”

"The last time we asked Teacher Su where are you, Teacher Su said, you are in the magic capital. I don't know what the magic capital is, it's a big place, it should be bigger than our town.

"Also, last time Mr. Su assigned us an essay question, with the title of 'my-', Mr. Ye, my parents were all written by other students. Grandparents, you know what? I'm writing about you, teacher. I wrote that you told us stories, played with us girls with shuttlecocks made of chicken feathers, and played with male classmates with sandbags made of rubber with beer covers. And you swim with the dogs by the river in the village, only, so ugly"

Ye Chen browsed the content of Sun Qiaoqiao's letter, and the smile on his lips became stronger and stronger, although the content written by the little girl in the fourth grade was a little messy, one sentence in the east and one sentence in the west. But it reminded him of the teaching days when he was a volunteer teacher in Changyun Village.

At the beginning, he set up a special composition group and calligraphy group, and the children not only helped the family to work in the fields, but also wrote essays and practiced calligraphy in the classroom. Every time I came back from buying a book from the county seat, I would bring some of the soft skin in the beer lid and make a string of sandbags. The village kills chickens, he will also use chicken feathers to make shuttlecocks, and will even be pulled by the girls to kick the shuttlecock together, he kicks very lamely, the girls smile innocently, and the boys are blindly coaxing, saying Mr. Ye, why are you so good at climbing trees up the mountain and kicking shuttlecocks. And when jumping the rubber band, the end is even more miserable, and the boys are rolling with laughter mercilessly, these pictures are very innocent and beautiful. In fact, it is not easy to teach in a remote mountain village, it is not that everything will be fine if you teach the things in the textbook well, there are a few children who are very tough, Ye Chen is not without irritability or even irritability, plus the living and teaching conditions are difficult, the dangerous building, the desk is not complete, and so on. I believe that many people in the city who participated in the mountainous areas went with hot ideals at the beginning, but there are not a few people who are worn out little by little by the hard life, and it can even be said that many children will not be obedient at all if they do not fight. But Ye Chen never showed it on his face, he was also born in the mountains, and he was confident that he would bring these children in the mountains well. Later, the children recognized him, and he occasionally went to some students' homes to eat the simplest home-cooked meals, chatted with the villagers about home-cooked food, and talked to the children about the novelties of the world outside.

Ye Chen thought back to those days, smiled knowingly, and continued to read the unfinished letter.

When he saw a letter from a student named "Sun Qiang", his expression was retracted, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

"Teacher Ye, are you doing well in the magic capital? Everyone misses you a lot, and it's a little boring to listen to your story and play without your punching bag.

"Teacher Ye, do you know? Teacher Su once gave a math class and suddenly fainted in class, and there was a nosebleed, we were all so scared that we cried, and then Teacher Su was helped up by us, and woke up after a while. She said she was fine, just a little tired, and didn't worry us. Teacher Ye, come back quickly, help Teacher Su, we all know that Teacher Su teaches us very hard alone, we will be very well-behaved"

Ye Chen read the contents of the student's letter word by word, his heart was a little blocked, and his brows were slightly furrowed

At seven or eight o'clock that night, Ye Chen dialed Su Yue's phone, and after thinking about it, he hadn't been in touch for a long time.

"Hey!" The voice on the other side sounded a little tired.

"I received the children's letter!"

"Hmm." The other side hummed softly.

There was no sound on the phone for a few seconds, and Ye Chen finally spoke: "I heard from the students, did you faint in class once?" “

"It's okay, just a little tired!" The other party was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I'm working on the matter of Changyun Village Hope Primary School, and I hope it can help you and the students." Ye Chen said.

"Thank you"

End of call!

(Today is really an unfortunate day.,The computer is burned out by water.,The manuscript of the code is also invalid.,Alas,It's going to be a human life.,It's supposed to be two more.,You can only use your mobile phone code to make a change.。 Sorry forgive me, please subscribe to the monthly pass!) (To be continued.) )