Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Qi Qi was a little confused, so she looked at a group of strange little brothers and sisters at the long desk.

They were all faces she had never seen before, they were indeed not from Taoxi Village, and they were much older than them, almost all in their teens.

Qi Qi covered her small mouth, and curiously asked her friends, "Why are you famous?"

The little friends looked at each other and smiled, pulled Qi Qi aside, mysteriously, "Wait a minute, you'll know after reading it."

A few kids squatted next to the small amusement park, whispering while eating snacks.

Before Qiqi was halfway through her mouthful, she saw a strange little brother standing up and walking this way, with a pen and paper in his hand, hesitating a bit.

The other people who were sitting with him looked nervously at this moment.

A teenage boy walked up to the counter, hesitated for a while before mustering up the courage, and asked the old man across from him nervously, "Teacher, I have a math problem that I don't understand, can you teach me?"

Mr. Fu was immersed in advanced mathematics. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and lifted his reading glasses. "Math problem? Let me see."

The boy immediately handed over his homework.

"Quadratic function? This is a knowledge point learned only in the third year of junior high school. Are you a third-year junior high school student?" The old man looked at the math problem, took out the draft book from his hand, and asked casually.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he nodded hastily, "Yes, I'm in the third year of middle school! I don't quite understand the many difficulties in the winter vacation homework assigned by the school. I heard people who came back from the library say that there is a teacher here, who is a professor at the university... I, we have the courage to come over and ask the teacher for guidance."

After the boy finished speaking, he immediately pursed the corners of his lips, staring at the old man with anxiety in his eyes.

Mr. Fu smiled gently at him and nodded, "All teachers will like students who love to learn, and they should also love to learn and dare to ask questions."

He handed the draft paper with the formulas written on it to the boy, "I have listed the formulas to be used in this question above, you take it first, think about how to use these formulas to solve the problem, if you still don't understand, come here I will guide you again."

After finishing speaking, the old man said again, "Over the years, quadratic function will appear as the final exam question in the entrance examination for the third year of junior high school. Only after careful consideration can you master it."

"Okay! Thank you, teacher!" The boy smiled, and the anxiety in his eyes dissipated and became surprisingly bright.

Immediately after the boy returned to his seat, another person came over and came to solve the problem one after another with books and test papers.

The old man guides them one by one.

And the boys and girls around the counter began to look at the old man with more and more respect.

Qiqi even forgot to eat when she opened her mouth to laugh, her small mouth half-opened, her eyes full of admiration, "My great-grandfather is so amazing, he knows all the questions my brothers and sisters can ask!"

Goudan and Huazi were no less shocked than Qiqi.

All the students in their village are elementary school students. Junior high school and high school are at fault, let alone university. There have been no college students in the village for decades.

So when they asked grandpa Qiqi for advice on something they didn't understand, all they gave were elementary school questions, and they already felt that grandpa Qiqi was very old.

Unexpectedly, my great-grandpa can teach junior high school subjects at will, and more than one subject, he knows Chinese, mathematics and English! Even physical chemistry can tell a thing or two!

"It turns out that the university professor is so powerful..." Huazi hung his chin to his chest, admiring and shocked, "It's really omnipotent!"

The little heart under his chest was beating non-stop, as if something had planted a seed in his heart, just waiting to take root and germinate.

Qiqi opened her eyes, nodded her head again and again, "It turns out that our library is so famous because of my great-grandfather!"

So grandpa is the treasure of the library!

...

Little kids know only the tip of the iceberg of the concept of "famous".

In fact, as Qi Qi thought, Mr. Fu became the treasure of the library.

Those who came to Taoxi Village to inquire that day spread the word of what they saw and heard after they returned.

A small village in Taoxi Village has suddenly built a magnificent and luxurious library, which certainly attracts attention.

But it is still far less shocking than having a university professor sitting in the library.

Hagilu Township has ten miles and eight townships, each village has different conditions, some are poor and some are rich.

Only one thing is the same.

That is the natural awe of the teacher.

What is a teacher? A gardener who teaches and educates people! They are scholars who give lectures on the sacred platform!

What's more, the one sitting in Taoxi Village is not an ordinary teacher, he is a professor who can teach college students in a university!

Counting the entire Hagilu Town, how many college students have there been in these years? You can count on ten fingers!

So someone immediately poked and poked and planned to open it.

Those who are close to Taoxi Village and have children studying at home will send their children to Qiqi Library when they are free or not.

When you go to the library, it doesn't matter whether your child reads or learns. Even if you have the scholarly atmosphere of an old professor, you will feel that your child's temperament is different after you come out to be a parent.

Up a level!

Like today's boys and girls who came here because they wanted to study, there are not a few in other villages, but they didn't rush so early, and they were still making preparations at home.

A new village four or five miles away from Taoxi Village.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old boys are pushing bicycles with schoolbags on their backs. The front of the bike is full of bags and bags, and their faces are still full of apprehension.

"Mom, is this possible? He is a professor at a university. Will he teach me this kind of junior high school student?"

A middle-aged woman in a padded jacket and an apron came out of the kitchen, holding a bag of things in her hand, "Success! Why not? Didn't you hear from the people who came back from the village yesterday that the old professor is kind! If you have any questions, please help me." Just ask, otherwise, with your test papers and difficult problems, where can you find someone who can teach you? My parents haven’t graduated from elementary school, so I can’t help you even if I want to.”

The woman hung the things on the front of the car, "This is freshly boiled glutinous corn. It smells delicious. You can take it to the old professor. Go quickly. If you go late, you may not even have a seat."

"It's so exaggerated..." The young man muttered, and finally pushed the car out, and met other companions in the village at the entrance of the village, and went to Taoxi Village together.

Xizhong Village.

There are also students in Wang Jianzhong's family.

His eldest grandson happened to be in the first year of junior high school, and his niece was already in the third year of high school, and it was time to prepare for the exam.

The family thought about sending the two children to the Qiqi Library to ask the old professor for guidance.

Now there is a lot of turmoil at home, and there is no other reason, and Wang Jianzhong can't get rid of it.

"I asked you to send the child there, what are you arguing about? Is the child's future more important or your face?" Wang Jianzhong's wife was so angry that she sat under the eaves and cried and wiped her tears. Contradictory? You, at worst, let’s return the money we earned from them! In short, the children must be sent to school!”

The old woman made trouble, so did the Wang family's son and daughter-in-law, and even the relatives' faces were not good-looking.

There were seven or eight people squatting under the eaves of the corridor, their complaining gazes were like knives, and they scraped at Wang Jianzhong.

Wang Jianzhong has the heart to scold his mother.

There will be an update at night, before 12 o'clock.