Chapter 281: Nothing to Help

The enthusiasm of the students touched the principal, professors, and teachers.

This is my Chinese student.

Not afraid of difficulties.

In the evening, the Ministry of Railways came with a special group of guests, young and high-spirited.

Everyone was wondering what this group of students was doing here.

Even, the people of the railway thought that this group of people was here to grab the train.

However, they carried all kinds of backpacks one by one, and took out all kinds of tools from them, measuring, testing, and recording, and the division of labor was very clear.

This busy, it was late at night.

Even, since there were no lights in this area, a few students on bicycles came with some physics equipment from the school laboratory.

There was a makeshift lighting at the scene.

There is also a group of people who have built a shed, all of them are tall and big, and the fist muscles are scary to look at.

After midnight, someone ran back with a test book.

There are also two students from the University of Malaysia next to him.

It was like protecting a treasure.

While, the campus, the lights are bright, and everyone is waiting.

Waiting for the data.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"This is the data, follow the data!"

A professor of railroad took the notebook.

Looking at the hand-drawn drawings on the top, some places are still intermittent, and I am moved.

"Quick, what about the people in the machine tool class? Make parts according to the drawing data! ”

"Circuit class, go and prepare for series!"

"Is the principal's car coming? Send in as soon as all the parts are ready. ”

"The rest of you, recharge your batteries and prepare for tomorrow's departure."

"By the way, what about the logistics guys?"

At this time, a big fat man stood up: "Professor, I'm here!" ”

"We can repair this train, immediately go and organize manpower, prepare dry food, and keep it for the road to eat! Can't starve the kids! ”

The fat man scratched his head and smiled: "Yes, Professor, I'll arrange it immediately, but if there is a child who has no dry food, ask me." ”

After saying that, he trotted and went to prepare.

Until more than four o'clock in the morning.

Kyo University student, waiting at the door.

The old principal earnestly advised: "Pay attention to safety! ”

A group of people set off silently, without strong wine or grandiose words.

Because, children understand!

At the train station, the students who had worked hard all night to repair the car were resting on the spot with their heads covered.

With the sound of the train whining, the carriages that pulled goods were transformed into carriages that could be used by the students.

It was the middle of summer, and it was unusually hot.

But the students did not have the slightest reluctance or dissatisfaction, took their own salutes, and prepared to go to the battlefield that belonged to them.

From this moment, they are no longer flowers in the greenhouse, but one by one, brave warriors who have the courage to charge. ωWω.GoNЬ.οrG

Their battlefield is in the disaster area!

When the train left far away, the old headmaster watched the children depart, and tears welled up in his eyes.

The old professor next to him estimated that he would have to have a sixtieth birthday.

"Let's go! Since you dare to let go, trust them. ”

The old headmaster was silent.

The people on the railroad on the side looked anxiously at the train in the distance, and said to the old principal: "The old principal, confused, these people are still children!" They're the future. ”

"Once there is an accident, we can't afford it."

In fact, the railway just doesn't want this group of children to go, otherwise why wouldn't it have made a few wagons?

That bad train is just a problem.

Make it difficult.

Let the children know that it is difficult to retreat.

The old principal looked at the train in the distance and said firmly and confidently: "The students of Beijing University have never been the flowers of the greenhouse, aren't those soldiers on the border children?" ”

"Did the sacrificial 845 regiment hear? The regiment commander is only 24 years old, and those soldiers are even more cute children. ”

The people of the railroad were in a hurry.

"A warrior's vocation is to obey orders!"

Roared.

And the old principal poked his crutches and made a sound: "Now, my students at Beijing University are also warriors, and Beijing University is never afraid of sacrifice!" I'm just afraid of becoming a mediocre. ”

"I know your embarrassment, and I'm embarrassed, but I know that if I don't let this group of students go today, it will destroy their faith and go against the school motto!"

"Although, there may be sacrifices, but I believe that this will be an experience they will never forget in their lives!"

"They want to make their voices heard to the world, and they want to warn those who see our jokes, I, a Chinese student, have never been a weak sick man!"

"Let's show those people what inheritance is!"

The old principal's words were loud and clear.

After saying that, he walked away with his body bent.

It's just that the moment he walked into the campus of Beijing University and his office, he cried.

Crying silently.

He knew that his decision was very cruel.

However, he can't stand in the way of his students.

Huaxia has never been able to last for 5,000 years in weak compromise.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been a shortage of generous and tragic people.

There is no shortage either, hot-blooded people!

Privately, he wants to protect this group of children.

However, he can't make decisions for the students themselves, in the face of such a catastrophe, as students, as the future, they need to dare to be the first in the world!

It is necessary to let everyone know that reading has never been synonymous with weakness, reading can enlighten the mind, reading, you can understand reason, reading can know honor and disgrace, and understand right and wrong!

The secretary outside was also in a bad mood when he heard the principal's cry.

As a person close to him, of course he knew how much psychological work this old man had done for himself before he made this decision.

Crying is just human nature.

Ten minutes.

The low sobbing disappeared.

I wiped my eyes again and sighed.

The old principal, who adjusted his mood, picked up the phone on the table and dialed the number.

It took a good five minutes before there was a sound on the other side.

"Uncle, is there anything wrong with you? I'm organizing people here, I'll call you back when I get back! ”

The old principal hurriedly stopped: "Liangzi, old school uncle, please do me a favor!" ”

On the other side, I was a little uncomfortable to hear the old principal so formal.

hurriedly said: "Uncle, what's wrong?" ”

The old principal considered his words: "Uncle, I beg you, if you can, take care of the children of our Beijing University." Just now they took the car to support the disaster area, I think you are over there, can you take care of it as much as you can, at least, if someone can't hold on, you can help me send them home! ”

The old headmaster pleaded.

Ryoko, the officer opposite, was shocked. "Uncle, you are confused, students should study, what kind of mess to send this side to fill in! Whichever bus they take, I'll send them back! ”

The old principal stopped again and again: "Liangzi, you can't, students are also soldiers, weren't you also students back then?" Why do you look down on your younger students now? ”

Ryoko was blocked by the old headmaster.

Sigh.

The phone hung up, and the old principal took out his address book and called them one by one.

These are all his students over the years, he wants to face all his life, even if he almost died back then, he has never begged anyone, but at this moment, he lowered his head!

Not for special care, but for the children to be sent back when they can't hold on.

Send it back, not cowards, in the eyes of the old principal, when they dare to go to the disaster area with a shovel, they are warriors!

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