"Don't worry, we have experience in dealing with this kind of thing." The senior said, and took out a big red basin with the edge of the enamel falling off. Without going into details, everyone knows what role it will play.

Zhu Yujie took the big red enamel basin, and her face couldn't cry or laugh.

Because the two originally scheduled coaching team members did not arrive, Li Xinran and Ma Jiajia had sleeping bags instead. This night, it was not related to "comfort" or "peace of mind", but a group of young people still had a good night's sleep.

The next day, the girls crawled out of their sleeping bags rubbing their sore muscles. Oh, I don't know who it was, I accidentally glanced at the window, and screamed "ah".

On the windowsill of the classroom, a row of small heads and dark eyes were exposed......

The senior sister is worthy of being a person who has come over, and has already grabbed a handful of chocolates and walked out the door.

This primary school is the only one owned by children from several nearby villages. Children from the farthest villages can walk to this primary school in two to two and a half hours each way. Needless to say, the villages in the ravines and ravines are all poor villages.

Mo Yan and the three of them put away their sleeping bags, and when they walked out of the classroom, the children had already mingled with the teaching team. They snatched the candy, colored pencils, and villain books that the team members put in the palms of their hands, and laughter spread half of the campus.

Wang Chengyou found Mo Yan and gave Mo Yan a lot of gifts brought by the captain, encouraging Mo Yan to socialize with the children. Mo Yan gave a part of it to Li Xinran and Ma Jiajia.

The principal quickly ran up to the second floor and drove away the group of children who had come to visit the volunteer teacher early with a smile.

Breakfast is steamed buns, pickles, and porridge – a thin soup made with no rice grains and just flour. The senior took the opportunity to talk about the situation of the children he had learned about last year and the year before last.

Children here carry bamboo baskets to the fields after school and on weekends; Some people don't eat meat once in half a year at home, and the children can eat boiled eggs, and they are already so happy that they fly; Some of them have never been in the city and cannot imagine what life is like for the children of the city; Never wore new shoes, never had a drinking glass of your own......

Volunteer teachers may bring them some color, but they may also bring them low self-esteem and sensitivity, so when looking at them, try to be simple and pure. You know, they also understand that they are not dressed cleanly, and they also want to be decent, but there is no way, the grandparents at home are old and can't take care of them......

Oh - the senior put down the porridge bowl in his hand, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, he is the one who is the fastest to follow the local customs - please don't think that teaching is too great, and it is not so sacred to change other people's lives, all we can do is to dig a hole in the narrow spiritual world of the students, and let them know that there are other possibilities besides repeating the living methods of their fathers......

The senior's words made Mo Yan have mixed feelings.

After dinner, the children who were willing to come over for art classes during the eleventh day were almost there. According to the seniors' plan, the teachers of the picture book reading class, the art and handicraft class, and the music and musical instrument class took the children who had selected the class earlier to different classes.

The lecturers are all seniors who have been trained in the school, Wang Chengyou still belongs to the ranks of observation and logistics support, and Mo Yan and others are standing aside.

Sister Ma interacted happily with the children, and Li Xinran turned her head to Mo Yan, "If we just look from the sidelines, why bother to come over?" ”

Mo Yan couldn't figure it out.

In the middle of the afternoon, the projection screen began to play "Goldfish on the Cliff", and the members of the teaching team could relax and rest.

The vast majority of people chose to walk around the village or the surrounding area in a group, and Wang Chengyou found Mo Yan silly and asked Mo Yan if he was interested in going to the top of the mountain to have a look.

Knowing that their relationship is unusual, no one has the sight to ask to follow. Besides, they don't mean to invite others.

When the two of them went to the hillside behind the campus, Mo Yan couldn't help but throw Li Xinran's doubts to Wang Chengyou.

Wang Chengyou stepped back, smiled and listened to Mo Yan's doubts, raised his hand to knock on his favorite space bar, saw Mo Yan reflexively shrunk his neck, and was reluctant to start, he laughed, "It really doesn't mean much to you, but it means a lot to them when you show it in front of the children, and the children see people who are completely different from them." ”

Ah, just to be a model?

Mo Yan laughed and laughed.

"Knowledge output is a very rigorous thing, and teaching is not something that can be supported if you want to, but requires rigorous training. This year, I came here to accumulate perceptual 1 experience, and after I went back, I had to participate in volunteer teaching training, and the training time and assessment were up to standard, so that I could walk on the podium of volunteer teaching. Well, just watch me from the podium. ”

Wang Chengyou helped Mo Yan block the branches from time to time, and when the slope was steep, he reached out to help her. However, after helping him, he consciously let go. Since the last time Mo Yan reminded him not to be untrustworthy, he had become quite regular.

"Sounds like you're still coming?"

"Yes. I want to run for the president of the student council, and teaching is a great political capital. ”

Mo Yan was inevitably surprised, "You don't really come to teach, just use teaching as a step?" ”

Wang Chengyou laughed, that expression is clearly capitalized, you are really stupid. For a while, Mo Yan couldn't believe it, this was Wang Chengyou she knew?

Wang Chengyou rubbed Mo Yan's head, "What's going on in your head?" Am I the kind of sinister, snobbish villain? I'm just not hypocritical to tell you what I really think.

Mo Yan, this matter should be looked at this way. After graduating, I will not give up my original life to teach in the mountains. Under this premise, my volunteer teaching life is destined to be limited to the period of study.

When I come to teach, I do my best every minute and every second. As for the starting point of my volunteer teaching, it doesn't matter to the children. If I can get something out of my volunteer teaching, what's the difference?

Society is not black and white, and things are not right or wrong. On the premise of not harming the interests of others, move forward towards your own set goals, and try to benefit as many people as possible in the process, which is called perfection. ”

Wang Chengyou spoke generously, and Mo Yan listened carefully.

Four years later, if Wang Chengyou still remembers the ideological enlightenment on the hillside behind the primary school, I don't know if he will regret it. Of course, this is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

The hill is not high, only about 100 meters, and the children have already climbed out of the shiny dirt road. The two of them walked slowly, and they reached the top of the mountain in half an hour. Probably too unchallenging, this mountain, no other team members came up

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