Xia Xue's work on the first day of school felt very relaxed. The children, gathered around different round tables, and then followed Xia Xue to recite a Tang poem. Although the children do not understand the connotation of poetry very well, through Xia Xue's narration, they began to gradually understand the artistic conception of ancient poetry.

Xia Xue was completely immersed in the taste of ancient poems, talking and talking, and unconsciously remembered home again, and her eyes couldn't help but be full of tears.

Xia Xue looked embarrassed, she couldn't imagine that she would be so out of shape on her first day of class. She quietly turned around, pretending to be holding something, and hurriedly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand.

At this moment, Xia Xue heard a strong applause behind her. Obviously, it was applause from a man, full of kindness and strength.

Xia Xue turned around curiously and saw a mighty young man from the United States standing at the end of the classroom, applauding Xia Xue with a smile on his face.

Xia Xue hurriedly bowed down and said thank you to the man! The bell rang for the end of class, and the children rushed to the playground. The tall and mighty man walked towards Xia Xue. His facial contours are angular, his lines are hard, and his facial features are very handsome and magnificent.

Hello, Teacher Xia Xue, I am your colleague, you can call me Jacques. The man's smile is full of sunshine and is super infectious. Seeing his smile, the haze in Xia Xue's heart seemed to be swept away in an instant.

Hi there, Jacques! I'm glad to get to know you, and I ask for your kind attention in the future! After Xia Xue finished speaking, she habitually stretched out her hand.

Jacques calmly held Xia Xue's hand and hesitated for a while before letting go of Xia Xue's hand. His strength was a little strong, Xia Xue's cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head and smiled without saying a word.

Xia Xue, are you Leng Zhong's girlfriend? Jacques, asked bluntly.

No, I'm just his regular friend. Xia Xue looked at Jacques in surprise and asked. What, do you know Leng Zhong?

Jacques smiled, Leng Zhong and I are buddies. Every time he came back, he would come and talk to me. Leng Zhong is also the patron of this school, he and the principal, and I are iron buddies! If I say that, you'll understand our friendship, right?

Well, yes, I see. Xia Xue nodded, tilted her head vigorously, and listened carefully to Jacques.

Jacques is very talkative. Xia Xue, he said, was the school's first Chinese teacher. I hope that after Xia Xue, he will tell him about the mysterious legends of the Eastern world.

No problem, we're happy to help you! Xia Xue readily agreed, but she was pondering Jacques's words in her heart. He said he was the school's first Chinese teacher and said Leng Zhong was the school's patron. Xia Xue seemed to understand in an instant that this job was specially set up for Xia Xue by the school.

This well-intentioned idea was most likely thought up by Leng Zhong, which could not only enrich Xia Xue's life, but also bring Xia Xue a salary.

Xia Xue's heart was deeply moved again, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

Jacques looked at Xia Xue in panic and said. Teacher Xia Xue, am I upsetting you? Most of our people here speak straightforwardly, is it because of my poor consideration that it hurts you?

Xia Xue hurriedly shook her head and said. You didn't make me sad, I was just moved. I think the principal, as well as you and Leng Zhong, are all very kind people. When I first arrived, I was taken care of by you, and I deserved it. I must teach my children to learn Chinese well, not only do I have to make them memorize Tang poems and Song lyrics, but I also teach them how to read and write Chinese, just like our teachers there teach students.

Well, yes, yes, Teacher Xia Xue, I want to be your student too, because I also like Chinese culture! Jacques looked at Xia Xue with innocent eyes like a child, and said happily.

The bell rang and the children poured into the classroom. Jacques, smiling at Xia Xue, walked to the podium.

It turns out that the next class is Mr. Jacques's class! Xia Xue playfully stuck out her tongue and quietly walked out of the classroom, carefully closing the classroom door. She walked into the office with a light step.

The other teachers were not there, Xia Xue sat alone at the desk, looking through the textbooks in her hand. This textbook was given to her by the headmistress, and she did not put any pressure on her, but just told her to teach more Tang poetry and Song poetry to the children.

There was a gentle knock at the door. Xia Xue looked at the door in surprise and said please come in! Immediately, the door was gently pushed open, and the headmistress with a kind face entered the room.

Hello, Xia Xue, how did you feel on the first day of work? The principal approached Xia Xue with a concerned expression and asked affectionately.

Xia Xue hurriedly got up and said to the principal, she felt good, but she was a little nervous. I'm scared of the kids, what if they don't like my class?

The principal laughed loudly, your voice is so good, and the ancient poems you speak are so beautiful, how can the children not like it? Rest assured, we all love you and welcome you to our team!

Xia Xue nodded gratefully, almost crying again. By the way, principal, I just met Mr. Jacques, he is really a handsome guy, and his body is so good that he looks like a world supermodel!

The principal helped Xia Xue sit down, and she pulled over a chair and sat next to Xia Xue. She pondered for a moment, then said in a sad tone. Jacques, a comrade-in-arms of my husband, lost a leg in the war. He was so pessimistic that he even wanted to give up on life. Later, he finally came out of the shadow of his psychology and came to me to become a teacher. Moreover, he really became a photomodel, his personal portrait is so beautiful, and every muscle is full of infinite power!

Xia Xue asked in surprise. Headmaster, if I can, can I watch Jacques's album?

Absolutely, his photo album is in my office. Go ahead, sit with me for a while, and I'll tell you a story about Jacques. The principal got up with a smile and pulled Xia Xue up to her office.

It turned out that Jacques was once a soldier of the anti-terrorist unit of the United States, and he was unfortunately killed by a shell while on a roadside mission in Afghanistan. At the age of 26, he was awarded a Purple Heart, but lost his body forever.

Jacques dragged his mutilated body away from the battlefield and became a retired soldier. Although he returned to his hometown after a long absence, he couldn't cheer up when he looked at his disabled thigh, and he didn't know how to go on the long road ahead.

Jacques shut himself in the room, not wanting to see the sympathetic eyes of passers-by. He was a strong man who could not bear the pity of others, but now he could not even take care of himself. From then on, he became depressed and decadent, and drank heavily day and night to anesthetize the pain and sorrow in his heart.

The elderly parents often hugged the unconscious Jacques and burst into tears. When he woke up from a hangover, he saw his gray-haired mother still standing in front of the bed, deep tears on her wrinkled cheeks. In order to take care of him, his mother didn't sleep all night.

Outside the window, the morning sun is slightly dewed, and the sky is getting brighter. Jacques looked at his mother in the faint light, and suddenly noticed that her mother seemed to have aged ten years at once. Before he went to battle, his mother's back was not hunched, and there were not so many wrinkles on her face. But now that my mother is old, it is difficult to hear her hearty laughter anymore.

Jacques finally understood that the pain of children in the hearts of parents is always magnified by tens, even hundreds of times. The war had robbed him of his able-bodied limbs, and he was living in the midst of his misfortune, but it was his parents who suffered more than him.

With the war on terror for more than ten years, the soldiers who have been disabled due to injuries are not only Jacques himself, this special group has long become a social problem in the United States. Are they going to be depressed because of this? No, it must not be. Life does not only belong to himself, it also belongs to his parents and family, and he has no right to deprive his mother of laughter. Jacques lay in his mother's arms, whining and crying like a child, incoherently begging for his mother's forgiveness.

His mother stroked Jacques's head in distress and cried to him. My dear, we all love you as we did before. I want you to cherish what you have and forget what you have lost. With tears in his eyes, Jacques kissed his mother's forehead and told her that he had to get back up.

From then on, Jacques began to re-enter the gym he loved. As his muscles quickly reappeared, his inner self-confidence gradually regained. A girl who came to the gym took the initiative to talk to him, saying that his body radiated a kind of life force, and the beauty was breathtaking. At the end, the girl asked him seriously: With such a toned body, why don't you become a model?

As a model? When Jacques returned home that day, he looked at his muscular body in the mirror and repeated the girl's question. yes, why not give it a try? Although I have a physical disability, I am still mentally sound.

So Jacques plucked up the courage to find a famous photographer in Los Angeles. He has been a fan of the photographer's work for many years, and his work has always had an unrivalled representation of muscles and the human body.

The photographer admires Jacques's courage, but he can't decide how to photograph a disabled soldier. He had seen photographs of veterans in the past, and those works were depressing and depressing.

How do you want me to photograph you? The photographer consulted Jacques.

Shoot for me the same way you shoot for other models! Jacques shrugged his shoulders and said calmly.

All right. I decided to move away from the low tone, I wanted to show a power and a shocking beauty through your body and muscles, and I wanted people to feel your strong heart and spirit. The photographer said happily patting Jacques on the shoulder.

In the process of shooting later, the photographer found that Jacques did not show a sad and decadent expression because of his disability, but was full of strength and strength, which made him extremely respectful.

The photographer posted Jacques's body portrait on the Internet, which was unanimously praised and respected by everyone. As a result, more disabled soldiers have come to take pictures. They were mutilated in a variety of ways, some had lost their legs, some had lost their arms, some were covered in shocking scars, and there was a beautiful woman who had lost both arms. Under the camera, they have come out of depression and are high-willed.

Jacques was finally relieved to find that he had not only completely stepped out of the psychological shadow, but also affected other comrades who were just as disabled as himself. Two years later, with the support of many caring people, the photographer successfully released this set of photos, which caused a strong response in the society.

The photos of those who have disabilities but burst out with a strong and unyielding life force have conquered the hearts of hundreds of millions of viewers. People have issued a call to "love peace and stay away from war".

Jacques became known by many well-known fashion magazines and became a household name as a professional model.

Jacques's story, at this point, the headmaster's face swept away sadness, and a peaceful and bright smile bloomed. But Jacques didn't like to be a celebrity, she continued, and he couldn't adapt to that kind of bizarre life. So, when he heard that I had built one of these schools, he immediately rushed to me and became a math and physical education teacher.

When Xia Xue heard this, she looked at the album of Jacques in her hand, and she was already in tears. Compared with Jacques's experience, what is the little pain in his heart? Jacques is a hero, a real strongman! Xia Xue looked at the album and let out an exclamation!

At this time, the door of the principal's office was pushed open, and a man's majestic and humorous voice was heard. "Stephen Hawking once said that no matter how bad fate is, people should always make a difference, and where there is life, there is hope." Jacques smiled and said, I, Jacques, am a man who does not succumb to fate, and I have confirmed this sentence to the world with facts!

The principal and Xia Xue applauded Jacques one after another.

Jacques, a little embarrassed. He said, I'm boasting, don't laugh at me. By the way, I didn't just break in, I knocked on the door, but you didn't hear me, so I had to enter uninvited. I knew that the principal was promoting my story again!

The headmaster smiled and invited Jacques to sit down for a cup of coffee.

Then, the headmaster said regretfully, but unfortunately due to funding problems, the album of Jacques and those comrades-in-arms could not be released worldwide! Otherwise, more people can look directly at the cruelty of war and learn to cherish the peace in front of them!