In the past, Xueyu also had its own school, but due to survival and other crises, it was either closed or closed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The last days are chaotic and everyone is in danger. It's too late for everyone to protect themselves, how can they think of spreading the knowledge of the next generation

When the strong feel that they are safe enough, they will want a better life, and if they want to climb higher in the last days, they can only use force and resourcefulness.

No one would think of starting an education business, they felt that in the last days schools would be a waste of time and increase the chances of their children dying.

However, people forget that education is the cradle of children's growth, and without education, the next generation of children will not be able to broaden their minds.

When this generation falls and the next generation rises, they do not inherit the wisdom and ability of the previous generation, and can only start from scratch and eventually perish.

Qingqiong and the Wandering Spirit have traveled a lot, but only the Snow Land agrees with them, and the military and civilians here are also very active.

Due to its location in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, a considerable number of people here don't even know what zombies look like.

All they know is that in the month of month there is always a group of monsters that come to harass their city, and this group of monsters is extremely fierce, but they are always repelled by the brave soldiers in the city.

But they had never seen these monsters before, and some of them were curious to sneak a peek from a distance, only to realize that they were quite human-like monsters.

They knew that the outside was ruined, full of monsters and war.

Only the snow is the safest, they have to stay in the snow and it's not difficult, they have rarely been out here before.

"Walk to school." Qingqiong tilted her head and asked, what song has to be so mysterious.

"It's about coming to school." The geist smiled slightly, and there were already many people standing on the playground at the entrance of the school.

These people all know each other, and some of them are school teachers. However, there are no special teachers in the snowy region, some of them are the captains of the city defense, and some are the captains of the fishing team, as long as they have a skill, they can come to their school to bring a class for the students.

Students can also learn according to the courses they are interested in, and every week, as the principal, Qingqiong sorts out the time of all the courses and the teacher's curriculum on Sunday, and hangs them on the public notice board outside the school in advance.

Of course, all citizens of the Snowy Lands, except for children under the age of fifteen, are required to attend ten hours of language per week before they can take other courses.

Other citizens can lock in their favorite subjects in their leisure time to listen to lectures, and many teachers here often go to other teachers to listen to their favorite courses when they are not in class at the end of their work.

But Qingqiong looked around, there were only teachers and adults nearby who came to listen to the classes, but there were no children under the age of fifteen.

It stands to reason that at this point, they should be in class.

"Are you looking for a child?" The geist smiled slightly and cupped Qingqiong's cheek.

"Well, there is no one in the playground, and I haven't heard their reading, it seems that Master Xu didn't control them, and now I don't know where to play." Qing Qionghan said with a smile, obviously not reassuring the child's playfulness.

"You'll be able to see them soon," the door on the first floor of the teaching building suddenly opened. A group of children ranging in age from eight to fifteen walked out of it.

Just when Qingqiong was surprised, they quickly stood in formation. There are more fronts and fewer backs, Qingqiong looked at this strange formation with some doubts.

"Follow me." The geist stretched out his hand towards Qingqiong. Qingqiong clenched his hand with a smile and followed his steps quickly.

As he reached the top of the stairs, the geist suddenly stopped.

"Close your eyes."

"Mysterious." Qingqiong smiled, obviously a little undoubted, when did it become so grand.

"Shut up." The geist's voice was low and magnetic, as if it had magical power, which fascinated Qingqiong.

"Okay." Qingqiong obediently closed her eyes, and the geist supported her with one hand and slowly walked up the steps.

The geist carefully led Qingqiong to the balcony on the second floor.

"It takes tens of seconds to open it." The geist said with a smile.

"Well, can we start now?" Qingqiong asked with a smile.

"That's it."

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One." Qingqiong slowly counted the numbers, quietly waiting for someone's summons.

"Open your eyes." The geist on the first floor shouted at Qing Qiong, realizing that the voice of the geist was far away, and Qing Qiong immediately opened her eyes in confusion.

The scene in front of him made him speechless with excitement, those children from eight to fifteen years old, formed a big heart, and the adults standing outside the love were each holding a sign in their hands, and there was only one word on each sign.

Yan Qing read the words on it one after another.

"I think if it wasn't love at first sight, I would have fallen in love with you for a long time, and when I thought that I was going to be with you for the rest of my life, I really wanted to let the rest of my life start as soon as possible. Marry me, complement each other from then on, watch the ups and downs of the world together, and listen to the flowers bloom and fall. Qingqiong read it to the end, her voice trembled uncontrollably, and her eyes were filled with tears.

The wandering spirit walked into the circle of love at this time, and he didn't have the guqin in his hand, but only a flower.

"The following song is just for you."

The geist's voice fell, and the children around him sang in unison.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, like a big river has finally flowed into harm, like an old friend who has been lost for a long time will finally return." The children's smiling hands were drawn in circles and shook like water waves.

"The first time I met you under the Qionghua tree, you smiled like a March flower, and I pretended to be unheard, but I just looked at you secretly. A rain pulls in me and you, and we have to be together after all. ”

The rhythm of his voice suddenly became brisk, and people couldn't help but want to hum along with him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, like a big river has finally flowed into harm, like an old friend who has been lost for a long time will finally return." The children's smiling hands were drawn in circles and shook like water waves.

"The geist often talks about you, and the smile is obsessed with as much as you want, and we have often seen you, you are so beautiful. The geist is going to climb you high now, although he is a little silly at times, but he is still a good person, please give him a chance to fly up the branches and become a phoenix. The childish words made Qingqiong cry and laugh.

"The wandering soul thinks about you every day, and I also want you to be together, one is a beautiful principal, and the other is a stupid folk doctor. I want you two to be together, and immediately nod and promise him, so that soon you will be more beautiful and more beautiful~" The children dragged out the end of the song in unison.

Qingqiong looked at the people below who were already in tears, and her heart was full of warmth.

The spirit involuntarily stepped forward, knelt on one knee, sent flowers with both hands, and looked up at Qingqiong on the second floor. (To be continued.) )