Dusk falls.

The new teachers, appointed by Allen, went to the location of the evening class, which was the major construction site.

Construction sites that have not yet been promoted to evening education have been notified by the Ministry of Education that workers have been given the opportunity to study in the evening.

Surprised and incredulous, the workers put down their work and sat in the front row of the open space.

They sit around a large blackboard, which is a board on the wall of the construction site, on which the architect usually draws and teaches the workers how to build beautiful buildings with basic drawing skills.

The orcs huddled together with each other, people huddled, smelling sweat, and wrinkled faces were filled with expectant smiles.

They didn't know what the teacher who came to teach them looked like, and it was probably an older orc, or it might have been unexpected.

"I've heard that the 'teachers' in Tomorrow City are usually very young, so when you see the teacher, don't despise the other party because they are too young." There are orcs who often run to other construction sites, and naturally they also know how young the faces of teachers in Tomorrow City are.

"Of course I wouldn't take it lightly, I wish there was a teacher who taught us to read." There was an old lion man who glared angrily, quite seriously.

"I never thought that when I grew so big, I would have the opportunity to read, which is really rare." A middle-aged kobold sighed lightly, squeezed again as he spoke, and leaned forward, for fear that he would not hear the teacher's voice during class.

The orcs touched the ears on their heads and smiled innocently.

Some orcs are already thirty-five years old, and their hands are full of calluses, which shows how deep his service is.

Like this, the orcs have long lost the ability to learn, but the opportunity to learn is too rare, and a hundred years of hard work may not necessarily get the opportunity to go to school.

After a while, a one-meter-four student rubbed in the distance, carrying a white book with the words "Orc Language" printed on the cover.

She was wearing a student uniform in elementary school, a white shirt, a checked midi skirt, a single ponytail, a white and ruddy face, and she didn't know which baby daughter she was.

"Little girl, what are you doing at the construction site, that's where the teacher stands." The middle-aged orcs glanced at each other, all of them puzzled.

"I, I'm the teacher."

The little girl is timid, she is an excellent student pointed out by Allen, and today she will be in charge of evening literacy education and basic mathematics education at the No. 301 construction site.

Usually has the experience of teaching people in the classroom, but the students in the classroom are all students she knows, and the middle-aged orcs on the construction site outside are all people she doesn't know, and the little girl is suddenly under a lot of pressure.

The middle-aged orc was stunned for a few seconds when he heard that she was a teacher.

This girl looks like she is thirteen or fourteen years old, and she is still very young.

After a while, the supervisor of the construction site arrived, "She is our teacher, everyone should listen quietly, don't despise others, she is the top 300 students in the midterm exam." ”

The orcs naturally don't dare to despise it, but the age of the people is really young.

Some orcs have been to other construction sites for evening classes, and their hearts are receptive, and there is no discoloration on their faces.

Like those orcs from other towns, their ability to accept is not so strong, and they all show disbelief when they see that the teacher is too young.

But in any case, the candles in the construction site were taken out, placed under the blackboard, and on both sides of the blackboard, and slowly lit.

The single-ponytail girl held her breath and told herself that she could do it, so she took the textbook and began to write the Lionheart Orc language, teaching the orcs to read and write with one stroke at a time, and teaching them to pronounce initials.

Orc is spoken throughout the country, but there are accent issues in some places that also need to be corrected.

At first, the orcs were still resistant, thinking that the education in Tomorrow City was too perfunctory, and that children should teach people what to do.

But half an hour later, they just wanted to say – it smelled so good!

The "little teachers" from the primary school are all people who have taught students in the classroom and have some experience, so it will be a little uncomfortable to teach people on the construction site at first.

However, those who have been teachers have the ability to stand on the podium and look at the eyes of the students who are listening attentively and thirsty for knowledge, so that they are not nervous, but rather promote their eloquence.

The orcs listened for a while, and were conquered by the easy-to-understand language of the little teachers, and re-understood the standard pronunciation, font shape, and meaning of the orc language.

"Well, that's all for today."

The little teacher Agni exhaled lightly, the lion's tail behind her shook slightly, she was only fourteen years old, she really didn't expect that one day she would stand on the construction site to give a lecture.

Previously, she had wandered in Morning Glory Town, eating wild grass and wild fruits every day, occasionally picking up food from the garbage heap to survive, and the smell and despair were the main themes before she was fourteen years old.

If she hadn't followed that big ship to find the Peach Blossom Spring, she wouldn't have come to Tomorrow City.

When she came to Tomorrow City, she also thought about where the real Peach Blossom Land was, and never thought that Tomorrow City was the so-called Peach Blossom Spring.

"Teacher Agni, don't go, how do you pronounce the standard pronunciation of that word?"

"Teacher, I forgot a consonant, can you read it again?"

Looking at the orcs' earnest eyes and asking her questions about words and pronunciation, Agni's heart warmed slightly, and he felt the importance of his own worth.

Here, I was needed, for a simple reason, to raise her happiness to full value.

She still remembers that the captain of the Peach Blossom Garden at that time faced all the frightened, panicked, uneasy, and doubtful orcs, and said enthusiastically: "This is not the Peach Blossom Spring, but here, you can live, it has food and shelter, as long as you are willing to work......"

This sentence made her linger, and she always felt that the captain had deceived everyone.

But now she doesn't think so.

Because Tomorrow City is the peach blossom paradise in her heart.