Jiao Ming and Binglian laughed a few words without shame, and the topic turned to business again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Before you go, I want to put compulsory education on the shelf. ”

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot that you were still our headmaster. Binglian said with a mocking smile. "The principal has asked for help, how dare the little girl say goodbye. ”

Before the plague, the construction of the school building was more than ninety percent complete, but due to the impact of the plague and spring ploughing, the construction site was completely suspended, so there was still a small tail left until this time. With the completion of the school building imminent, other tasks must be stepped up, and the most important thing is the teaching content.

"Just show your hand on the Upper Shadow Machine. Jiao Ming smiled. "For the time being, there are only three subjects: mathematics, fire magic, and qi magic, and you are fully competent at the elementary level of knowledge. ”

According to Jiao Ming's idea, it is not possible to completely copy Zhong Guo's compulsory education. There is not even a single decent literary work in the crocodile collar dialect, there is really nothing to teach. And the lingua franca is even more distant, and it is not too late to choose to study when the crocodile collar really goes out of the house and connects to the world. As a result, the subjects of language and foreign languages were put on hold.

"Me?" Binglian was stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning, this is the expansion of the control mode of those little guys in the flash scales, and as the future crocodile lord, this is also incumbent.

The two immediately found Vera's father and daughter and moved out of the streaming machine, and the old man maintained his usual style of only watching and not talking, staring at a few people to tinker. Although Binglian has some teaching experience, she will not be reckless and go directly, first rehearsing the turned off Shadow Machine, Jiao Ming, the maid, the bodyguard, and Vera's father and daughter stand aside to observe.

"I don't know if the old gentleman has ever seen a device that records sound?" Jiao Ming touched his chin, anticipating all kinds of problems that might arise during recording, and the sound was the most obvious one.

Vera's father shook his head slowly, barely in response, you must know that this old man usually ignores people.

After looking at it for a while, Jiao Ming shouted to stop and suggested: "It's too dull, it's better to get some children over, there is a formal class atmosphere." ”

Binglian agreed, sent someone to gather the children, and asked, "What do you want to do about the sound problem?"

"I didn't think of a good solution. Jiao Ming frowned, recalling the silent film era on Earth, Chaplin's movies were full of only one line of words on the screen, if you can't think of a better way, you can only do this.

"I have an idea. Binglian said and held up a piece of paper and said, "Write what you want to say on it, and then how about the person next to you hold it?"

Jiao Ming was inspired, and immediately had an idea, asked Huang Xia Zimang's sister and brother to help, and soon used a big sword to cut out a wooden board, and then pasted the paper on it.

"How?" Jiao Ming pointed to Zimang beside him, and at this time, the big man was standing in front of the Flowing Shadow Machine with a wooden plank, looking at a loss. "Just write the lines in advance and keep gluing them on. ”

Binglian nodded and said, "Good idea." ”

It would be more perfect if there was a white duck blouse! Jiao Ming said secretly in his heart, and at the same time gave birth to endless emotions of repentance.

As soon as the problem of sound was confused, Shining Scale and Little Warren seemed to be the king of children, leading more than a hundred children of seven or eight years old to flock over. Hearing the sound of this sparrow flock, Jiao Ming felt a tingling scalp, wondering how he had gathered so quickly, and after asking, he learned that this group of little guys was conducting basic fighting training under the leadership of Shining Scale and others.

Jiao Ming can only sigh that the two worlds really attach great importance to education, but the content of education in their eyes is very different.

The scene fell silent after a few words from Binglian, and the twenty pleasing children were simply screened before the others were dispersed. Immediately afterwards, Jiao Ming had a strange sense of revenge and stuffed the plank into Shining Scale's hand.

"What are you giving me this?" Shining Scales asked, his eyes wide, inexplicable.

"You'll find out in a moment. Jiao Ming said with a smile, seeing that Shining Scales looked suspicious, and added: "It's a good thing to show your face!" and then put on a look of 'you have taken a big advantage'.

Everyone took the children to the small restaurant that had been closed for many days, simply restored the table and chair arrangement during class, and rehearsed twice before turning on the streaming machine and officially starting to record.

Jiao Ming saw that although the old man was still silent, he was very interested, and asked Vera tentatively, "I wonder how much film is left in this streaming machine?"

Vera glanced at the old man and replied, "Half a day." ”

"Is making new film considered after-sales service?"

Vera blinked, completely unaware of what Jiao Ming meant.

"You see that I bought such a big thing, and the film in it should be supplied in unlimited quantities, right?" Jiao Ming pretended to be stupid.

Vera laughed angrily after hearing this, and said, "It's so beautiful, you know that this film is ...... in the south."

"Yes. The old man's hoarse voice interrupted Vera.

"Daddy?"

"Wood and metal, copper, give me raw materials and I will make them for you. The old man spoke slowly, as if discussing a dinner recipe.

"Thank you then. Jiao Ming smiled and sat down on the matter, although I don't know why the old man's attitude began to change, but it doesn't matter, as long as he can help, thank God, if he delves too much, if there is a countereffect, it will not be a big loss.

Leaving Binglian here to hone his acting skills, Jiao Ming turned to the old door board and began to prepare for another core of school teaching: labor class. As soon as Jiao Ming arrived near the large cowshed, the old guy greeted him, nodded and said, "My lord, are you here to check the hygiene?" ”

"This time I came to ask for people, chickens, and livestock. Jiao Ming directly explained his intentions, saving him from listening to this old guy's flattery. Amid the call, five coolie squads of forty people drove a herd of cattle to the school building that was about to be completed.

"Don't blame the little ones for having a lot of mouths, these chickens and cows are going to be raised here?" asked the old man after settling down the animals.

"Exactly. By the way, you also sent a leader who can raise livestock and come to do things to keep an eye here. Jiao Ming commanded.

"What do you think of the small one?" the old door panel actually recommended himself.

Jiao Ming glanced at the ravine-lined old face of the old door panel, and then looked at the surrounding environment, probably guessing the thoughts of this old man. This school building is built outside Changteng Town, on the edge of the newly built community, which is countless times closer to the core area than the livestock farm, and the old door board naturally wants to be close to this side, more close to the upper class, and it is probably similar to the mind of entering Beijing to be an official.

"Okay, but you can't leave things behind over there, just run on your ox in two. ”

"Don't worry, my lord, the little one will do his best and live up to the promotion of the adult. The old door panel, which got what he wanted, hurried to show his loyalty.