Time passed slowly, and I don't know when it started, Fang Mian suddenly felt a little unable to concentrate and was confused.

"The majestic mountains are accompanied by moon springs, and the mountains and rivers are our beautiful campus ......"

Ear...... There seemed to be a faint burst of familiar singing.

Fang Mian slowly opened his eyes......

"Yes...... Dream? ”

"Am I asleep?"

Fang Mian shook his head, wanting to sober himself up.

He raised his head and looked around, inside the bus, a young female teacher wearing a light green floral shirt and a white gauze dress was beating the beat, and a group of children were sitting on the bus, all singing happily.

The students on the bus were very happy.

Fang Mian opened his mouth in surprise, looking at this familiar scene.

After singing, the female teacher's eyes turned to Fang Mian and said, "Teacher Fang, do you want to tell a story to your classmates?" ”

As soon as Fang Mian raised his head at this time, he saw a pair of expectant eyes full of smiles: "......" Fang Mian stood up, yes, he is the head teacher of this class, and he teaches Chinese.

And the female teacher's name is Fu Xin, who is the school's music teacher.

"Good...... Good. ”

"There is a way that the mountain is not high, and there is a fairy is famous." Fang Mian was not stage frightened, "Since we are going to visit the mountains today, will the teacher tell a story about the mountains?" ”

"Good!" The little ones said in unison.

"It is mentioned in "The World Speaks New Language" that such a story is about Ruan's nationality in the Wei and Jin dynasties." Fang Mian thought for a while, and then spoke.

"Nguyen?" Fu Xinmei's eyes wandered, and she looked at Fang Mian a little strangely, "Isn't this a great celebrity in ancient times?" It seems to be ...... One of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest? ”

"Teacher Fu knows?" Fang Mian said happily, "The head of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest." ”

"I used to learn it when I was studying." She smiled and said, "It looks like I haven't completely lost it to the teacher." ”

Fang Mian smiled and nodded.

"It is rumored that Ruan Ji is good at howling, and one day, suddenly there was a master in the mountains, and the woodcutters were all telling him, so Ruan Ji went to look for him." He continued, "I saw that the master was sitting on the mountain rock with his knees crossed, and Ruan Ji stepped forward to talk to him, first talking about the ancient Yellow Emperor and the Shennong era; Then he talked about the three eras of Xia, Shang and Zhou, which attached importance to the beauty of noble character, and he asked this master about these things, but this master just kept silent. ”

Ruan Ji then talked about the ideological doctrines of Confucianism and Taoism, and the master was still the same as before, without moving his eyes.

Later, Ruan Ji screamed at him. Fang Mian said, "After a long while, the master finally spoke, and said with a smile: You can do it again." ”

Ruan Ji had to howl again, until he was exhausted, retreated, and saw that the master still didn't talk much, so he was a little excited, and turned back.

Speaking of this, Fang Mian paused slightly.

"That'...... And then? Fu Xin looked at him and asked with a smile.

"Yes, Teacher Fang, what about later?"

The students also asked curiously, "Did he let the master speak?" ”

Fang Mian smiled and continued: "He walked all the way to the middle of the mountain, just when he was extremely disappointed, suddenly only heard a long whistle, the whistle was like a song, and like a phoenix chirping, four or five times, the grass and trees were swaying, as if they were all playing with him, the wind and rain came suddenly, and then the phoenix and the peacock came colorfully, this wonderful scene can not be described in words. ”

Ruan Ji was surprised and delighted when he heard it, and when he went back, he recorded the incident, probably thinking ...... This mountain may indeed be inhabited by immortals. ”

"Wow......" On the bus, a group of little guys suddenly whispered in surprise.

"Then there are immortals in our mountain!?"

He looked vigorously out the window at the rolling hills.

"Teacher Fang." Fu Xin also looked at him in some surprise, and joked, "I don't think those tour guides who work here all year round are not as good as yours." ”

Fang Mian touched his nose, shook his head and said, "I just like to read some books." ”

"That'...... Teacher Fang, are there immortals living in Lishan? Where do they live? At this time, a little boy in a black T-shirt, who was about eight or nine years old, asked curiously.

"Teacher Fang, have you ever seen an immortal?" A little girl in a school uniform with two ponytails on the back of her head also asked in her childish voice.

"Legends and stories are the embodiment of some of the good wishes of the working people in ancient China, and many of them have been processed through a certain amount of art." Fang Mian thought about it for a while, and had to curb the fantasies of these little guys a little, he said gently, "Art comes from life, and it is higher than life, it is not completely equivalent to the facts. ”

"Oops......"

"Isn't that true......?"

The little ones were suddenly a little excited.

"Not exactly the same as reality, that is...... Is it partly true? Fu Xin quipped with a little cunning in her eyes.

"Then it's still possible that it's true, right?!" The little ones were full of hope.

"Uh......" Fang Mian suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to say ambiguously, "Maybe." ”

"Look, students." Fang Mian pointed out the car window and said, "That's Lishan, we're almost there." ”

"Where is it?" A group of elementary school students immediately rushed to look out the window.

On the opposite side of the road, there is a verdant mountain peak, which stands out among the rolling hills.

"Are we going to climb the mountains?"

"I can climb mountains! I climb from the first floor to the fourth floor of my house every day for only one minute. Some children bragged.

"I can fly!" There are also children who blow the cow into the sky.

“……”

"The mountain is so high, will we fall down......?" There are also some children who are a little timid.

"No, Lishan is more than 100 meters high, and it will be at the top of the mountain in a while, and my family lives over there."

Everyone's attention was obviously drawn to it, and there was a lot of discussion.

Fang Mian only watched this scene quietly from the sidelines, this ...... Is it really a dream?

At this moment, Fang Mian suddenly heard an exclamation.

"Oops!"

"Hahahaha!" In the crowd outside the bus, there was a burst of laughter.

"Wang Pengfei, Shen Zhou!" Fang Mian hurriedly walked out of the crowd, and at a glance he saw a few giggling thorns.

His expression immediately became serious.

“……”

The crowd fell silent.

"Class leader, please organize everyone to gather in the square, and the teacher will come later." Fang Mian hurriedly helped the person up, and said to Zhou Keke, the little girl with a double ponytail next to him.

"Hmm...... Good! ”

In fact, in comparison, Fang Mian prefers this job and likes these children more.

Fang ...... Teacher Fang......"

The little girl in front of her was born black and black, with some freckles on her face, her head lowered, and when she saw Fang Mian coming, her head lowered even more.

He still remembers that the student's name was Li Xiaoman.

A few years ago, because the United Primary School in the mountains was demolished, many rural students moved here, and they themselves also transferred here to teach.

For these children, it is estimated that it is the first time to travel, and it is no wonder that they are so excited.

No, some of them are happy and sad.