I Am the President of the University

Wu Ying's eyes were filled with shock.

Growing up, this was the first time I saw such a dilapidated place with my own eyes.

"How could a place be so poor..." Wu Ying murmured in disbelief.

"Poor?" Deng Yao, who was in the same car, shouted in a helpless tone, "That's all good. If you go to Tibet, Qian, and Anxi provinces, you will know what it means to be truly poor."

"A family of four lives in a mud house, and the per capita annual income is only 2,000 yuan. Can you believe it? "

As a veteran teaching volunteer, Deng Yao’s understanding of poverty-stricken areas is many times that of Wu Ying.

Deng Yao looked at the car in front of him with admiration, "The poverty-stricken villages that have been lifted out of poverty are all inseparable from the efforts of these first secretaries. "

"First Secretary?" Wu Ying's eyes were blank.

On the other side, Yang Lang sighed when he saw Chen Hao fell into silence.

"Principal Chen, compared to eight years ago, the lives of the villagers in Daluo Village are much better now."

"Eight years ago?" Chen Hao raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Lang, "Director Yang, were you here eight years ago?"

"I've been here before, around this time."

Yang Lang seemed to be reminiscing about that past, his thoughts racing.

“Butuo County is the poorest area in Liangshan Prefecture, and Daluo Village is the most difficult village in Butuo County. There are 1,712 people in the village, and the illiteracy rate is as high as 95%. The three people with the highest education level only have junior high school education. One of them is Jilian Lari, the village party secretary, and the other is Moshe Yehei, the principal of Daluo Primary School.”

“Nine years ago, Daluo Village welcomed its first resident First Secretary Meng Bin. After Secretary Meng came to Daluo Village, he visited all poor households in the village and decided to start with education. The following year, Daluo Primary School and Darlow Kindergarten.”

This incident made local news at the time. As the leader of the state education department, Yang Lang also made a special trip to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Dallow Primary School.

As the saying goes: If you want to be rich, you want to build roads.

But if you want a region to fundamentally get rid of poverty, you must first eliminate illiteracy!

The core of literacy is education.

Children whose personalities have not yet been formed are the key.

Just when Chen Hao was about to ask a few questions, several children in short-sleeved shorts were running behind the electric tricycle, shouting something as they ran.

There was a smile on his dark face, and he looked very happy.

Chen Hao asked Yang Lang: "Director Yang, what are these children talking about?"

"They are shouting: The teacher is here and we can go to school again."

Yang Lang blinked a few times quickly and turned his head away to prevent Chen Hao from noticing his wet eyes.

Chen Hao looked at the children running with the tricycle on both sides, his eyes red.

Going to class is a pain for urban children.

But for children in remote mountain villages, it has become a kind of happiness.

After a while, the car stopped in an open space with a two-story building next to it.

"Principal Chen, school is here."

Chen Hao got off the bus with Yang Lang, and the students behind him also got off the bus with their suitcases. After experiencing the scenery along the way, few were happy, and they were all a little heavy.

Until a group of "uninvited guests" arrived.

It was the children who were chasing the convoy earlier.

Perhaps because Chen Hao was the prettiest among them all, a courageous child walked up to Chen Hao, sniffed and put his hands forward.

"Brother, are you the new teachers?"

"This is the fruit I picked today. Brother, please don't leave after eating it, okay?"

There are three or four small red fruits spread out on the palm of the hand. They are bright red in appearance and look a bit like cherry tomatoes.

The fruit actually looks pretty good, but there are a lot of mud stains on the palms.

Chen Hao didn't pay attention to this. He bent down and took a wild fruit. He ignored Xu Guangtai's eyes and ate it in one bite.

The nameless wild fruit has a lot of water, but is sour and astringent.

"The fruit is very sweet. Can you tell me why you told me not to leave?"

"All the other teachers in the school have left. I want my big brothers and sisters to stay so that I can pick fruits every day!"

Wild fruits are his favorite food. In his opinion, giving the other person his most precious thing may keep the other person from leaving.

Chen Hao felt uncomfortable and his lips trembled slightly. He did not dare to answer the child's questions.

For the first time in his life, he was timid.

How should he answer this?

The teaching team is only here for a month, not for long-term teaching. For these left-behind children, it is just a temporary passerby in their lives.

"Kid, what's your name, and what grade are you in?"

"My name is Amuyob, and I am in fourth grade this year!"

"Good boy."

Chen Hao gently touched Amuyob's head, and then said to Deng Hui beside him: "Deng Hui, take out the snacks in the suitcase and share some with the children."

"Okay." Deng Hui's eyes were already wet. When she heard this, she quickly opened her suitcase and took out some snacks to distribute to several children. \b

Just as Amuyoubu and the others were cheering, a middle-aged man with wheat-colored skin and a white shirt walked over from the direction of the teaching building.

Village party secretary Jilian Lari stepped forward and introduced Chen Hao: "Principal Chen, this is Mo Shiyehei, the principal and teacher of Daluo Primary School."

Then he glanced at the middle-aged man secretly, "Yehei, this is Principal Chen from Hu Province."

"Hello, Principal Mosh." Chen Hao smiled and stretched out his hand.

"Hello." Mo Shiye squeezed out a smile on the street. Why did he say "squeeze" because the smile looked really forced.

Chen Hao frowned, wondering why the other party was so hostile.

Xu Yonglin, the first secretary on the side, stood up and said to Mosh: "Principal Mosh, you came just in time. Take the students from the teaching support team to the second floor of the school to put their luggage."

Then he smiled and said to Chen Hao: "Principal Chen, why don't we take you to get familiar with Daluo Village?"

"Okay." Chen Hao nodded.

In this way, the group split into two groups. The village party secretary Ji Lian Lari and the principal Mo Shi Yehei led the teaching team to their residence, while Director Yang Lang, Mayor Li Jinsong and Secretary Xu Yonglin led Chen Hao around the village.

Secretary Xu Yonglin patiently explained: "Principal Chen, don't mind Mo Shiyehei's attitude. The main reason is that the two teachers who came to teach in the past two months left without saying goodbye, and the Education Bureau has not recruited new teachers. The college students who came to teach before I came to school also left some bad impressions..."

After listening to Xu Yonglin's words, Chen Hao finally understood everything.

Chen Hao asked again: "What is the current situation of the teachers and students of Nadalo Primary School?"

Xu Yonglin sighed and said seriously: "In addition to the 12 sixth grade students who have graduated, there are 67 people in the other five grades. As for the teachers..."

"Only two."

"Two people???"

Chen Hao was stunned. How could two people teach the 79ers?

Xu Yonglin said with a wry smile: "There are two classes in Daluo Primary School. There were four teachers before, including Principal Mosh. Now we just rely on Principal Mosh and another teacher Wei. Each of them is responsible for one class for half a day, and they alternate the classes."

Mayor Li was a complete background figure, with a sarcastic look on his face and didn't know what to say.

However, Yang Lang quickly stepped forward and assured: "Don't worry, Principal Chen, our Education Bureau guarantees that there will be new teachers coming next semester."

Xu Yonglin ignored Yang Lang's words.

I couldn't stay for a few months and then ran away.

There is no establishment and the salary is low. It takes 2 hours to walk to the town, let alone to the county. \b

What can you do to make people stay?

Chen Hao walked without saying a word. When he reached the next intersection, he turned to Xu Yonglin and said, "Secretary Xu, tell me about this Mo Shiye Black Principal."

"This is a long story. Let me tell you slowly..."

As Xu Yonglin narrates, the image of a character gradually becomes fuller.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

I'm very sorry. I'm in a bad state recently. I don't know why, but when I sit in front of the computer, my head is empty...

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