I Am the President of the University

Latest website: Dalo Primary School, cafeteria on the first floor.

Gu Chengwen is a student at Huaqiao University and is a descendant of overseas Chinese in Singapore.

Huaqiao University was founded in the 1960s. The responsible department is the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of the State Council. The purpose of establishing the school is to facilitate overseas Chinese young people to return to China for further studies. In the early years, overseas Chinese students accounted for more than 90%. However, the proportion of mainland students has increased in recent years. Quite a few.

But even so, there are still many overseas Chinese students in Huada.

It is worth mentioning that BGI is not Ludao University or Jimei University, and does not have Tan Kah Kee’s genes. However, there is a Tan Kah Kee Memorial Hall in the center of BGI’s campus, which was built in 1963 by overseas Chinese who raised funds.

He wanted to participate in this summer teaching program on a whim, and he regarded it as a summer practice.

But after arriving in Daluo Village, his mentality changed.

It's so poor here.

Especially looking at these children gobbling up food makes me feel so distressed.

"Chengwen, why don't you eat?"

Looking at Gu Chengwen who was holding his chopsticks motionless, Deng Yao chewed and swallowed a mouthful of food and said with a teasing smile: "Does it look bad? But in fact, the taste is okay, not much different from the school cafeteria. ”

The appearance... not only doesn't look good, it's simply unappetizing.

A stewed potato, a boiled vegetable, a large chicken drumstick and a boiled egg. Only the vegetable looked like a vegetable, the potatoes almost turned into liquid food, and the chicken drumstick didn't look very tasty.

Gu Chengwen moved his chopsticks and ate a piece of potato. It wasn't that delicious, but it wasn't hard to swallow.

"It's not that I can't eat, I just feel that these children are so pitiful." Thinking of the morning class, some children didn't even have a ruler, so they used the front side of the notebook before using the back.

Deng Yao sighed and stopped eating.

"This is your first time to teach. What you see now is already good. It was not as difficult as it is now."

Deng Yao turned around and glanced around the canteen. Looking at the children around him who were concentrating on eating, Deng Yao said with complicated eyes:

"There was no free lunch project in the past. At that time, children in the mountains all brought their own lunch. Some just brought a steamed bun, some ate wild fruits to satisfy their hunger, and some drank tap water directly from the school..."

"OMG!"

Hearing this, Gu Chengwen was stunned and couldn't imagine the scene at all.

"However, our country has made great efforts in poverty alleviation in recent years. Poverty-stricken areas like Daluo Village with an altitude of nearly 3,000 meters have implemented free lunch projects, and children can also have enough to eat." Deng Yao was glad that he was born In China, the country never gives up anywhere.

Gu Chengwen also felt a sense of pride when he heard this, and felt that his decision to return to China was the right one.

At this moment, Wu Ying, who was at the same table, kept staring at a little boy next to her.

This is already the fourth target being stared at.

This time, she couldn't help it anymore.

Blocking it with his hands, he lowered his voice and secretly said to Deng Yao: "Captain, I found that a few little friends secretly stuffed eggs into their pockets!"

The other two people at the table echoed.

"I saw it too!"

"So why exactly is this?"

Seeing the confused expressions of several team members, Deng Yao raised his eyebrows and said deliberately:

"Then you can just ask yourself and find out."

"Just ask."

Wu Ying was also brave enough to put down her bowls and chopsticks and slowly moved two places to the side.

He asked a boy wearing a T-shirt with the "NiKE" logo warmly: "Classmate, what's your name?"

"Lao Si, my name is Shamalye." The boy's eyes were timid, his little hands were clenched, and he replied in less than standard Mandarin.

"Well, classmate Shamalya, can the teacher ask you a question?"

"Can."

In areas like the Yi ethnic group, there are actually many people who can't speak Mandarin. The adults can't speak Mandarin, but it's all over for the children. How can they study if they don't?

Wu Ying asked curiously: "Don't everyone have an egg? Why don't you eat your eggs?"

"I, I..." Shamal said hesitantly, "I want to take it home after school in the afternoon."

"Why do you want to take it home?" Wu Ying continued to ask.

"I want to take it back to feed my sister." Shamal also sniffed. "Principal Mosh said that my sister is not old enough to go to school yet and will not be able to come to school until next year."

Wu Ying suddenly felt that her nose was sour and she felt unhappy.

Although she grew up in a rural area, she helped cut rice in the family field during summer vacation.

But they are both rural areas, so the difference is really big.

Wu Ying touched Shamalye's head and said, "What a good brother."

Then, she returned to her seat and took the egg from her plate.

"Classmate Shama, the teacher is full. Can you help the teacher eat this egg? Food cannot be wasted!"

"Teacher...this..." Shamal also looked at the eggs and swallowed subconsciously, but still shook his head.

"No, I ate the teacher's, so the teacher has no eggs to eat."

"Be obedient!"

Wu Ying didn't care, put the egg in Shamalye's hand, and sat back.

Seeing Wu Ying's approach, Deng Yao and Gu Chengwen also followed suit and gave their eggs to some children like Shamar.

Everything that happened in the cafeteria was seen by the people at the door.

Chen Hao said to Principal Mo Shi and Secretary Xu Yonglin as if showing off: "How about it? My students are not bad either, right?"

"They're all good kids."

Mo Shiyehei rarely stopped looking at Chen Hao with a straight face and slowly showed a smile.

These college students who are teaching in front of me are indeed different from those college students who brushed up their resumes in the past.

It was at this time that someone finally noticed the people at the door.

"School, principal."

"Principal Chen."

Compared to the nervousness of Wu Ying and others, Deng Yao came forward more casually.

"Principal Chen, Secretary Xu, have you eaten?"

Chen Hao shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I haven't eaten yet."

Their stomachs were growling all the way, and with the trek over mountains and ridges, everyone was hungry and their pace quickened.

Fortunately, it's not too late to come back.

"I'm going to call someone over to heat up the food, wait a moment." After Moshe Yehei said that, he turned around and left.

Daluo Primary School does not have a full-time kitchen. It invites two aunts from the village to come over to cook at noon. The state provides special subsidies for the ingredients and the money for hiring the aunts.

We had a simple meal at noon, and then asked Deng Hui to draw up a gambling contract and give it to Azi Rijie.

In the afternoon, Chen Hao did not leave Dallow Primary School and listened to the class in the classroom with Principal Moshe.

There is not only a shortage of teachers here, but also a shortage of software and hardware.

The environment of the classroom was not very good, but Chen Hao's eyes were attracted by one place.

Eight words were written in red paint on the top of the blackboard:

Study hard and serve the motherland.