The Moon of Rebirth Bai Fengqing [Entertainment Circle]

This is a classroom.That's right, it's just one room, with twelve first-grade, six second-grade, ten fourth-grade and one sixth-grade students sitting in it, a total of 29 people.When Lai Xuanyao taught the first grade, students in other grades began to study by themselves.

Before that, Lai Xuanyao had never heard of such a teaching method. He only found out after asking the principal. It turned out that there was only one teacher in this school, whose surname was Zhou.Teacher Zhou has the highest education in the village. Because of his legs and feet, he couldn't find a job outside. In the end, he became a teacher in Hongxiangou, which not only made it easier for the children but also supported him.

There is still a house in the school, but there is only one teacher. In order to make it easier for Mr. Zhou to discipline the students, they all gathered in one classroom.It is gratifying that perhaps the students have not tried other teaching methods and do not think there is anything wrong with this. Even in such a disturbing learning environment, they can still maintain their own learning.

Lai Xuanyao admired him from the bottom of his heart.

"Let's ask the fourth grade students to do the questions. The sixth grade students open the Chinese textbook and turn to page No. 20." Lai Xuanyao began to lecture to the sixth grade student with a heavy heart, feeling a little uncomfortable.

By the time I finished teaching the sixth graders, it was already time for lunch.There was a very old bell ringer in the school, and the bell rang bluntly, "get out of class is over! Line up!" He put away the books, and arranged the students in a row according to the height and height as the headmaster told him, and led the group of children Go to the village chief's house for dinner.

"How are the children's academic performance?" Lai Xuanyao asked the village head on the way to send the children to the village head's house.

"It's alright, basically you can get into junior high school. After all, there are very few study materials, and extracurricular books are even more unreal. The knowledge is very narrow, and they are only at the level of recognizing words and counting." The village chief said a little bit Powerless.

Lai Xuanyao was silent and did not speak. In the winter, these children were arranged to sit on the temporary table in the yard to eat noodles.

After looking at the cold red faces brimming with enthusiasm for the lightest noodles in front of him, Lai Xuanyao's eyes were sore, he turned his head to look at Zhang Ke, and unexpectedly found that Zhang Ke was also red.

Lai Xuanyao sighed in his heart, and after sending the children back to the school dormitory, he sat at the table and ate a bowl of noodles with the village chief.When he sucked the noodles, he felt a little emotional. In just half a day, he no longer remembered that he was recording a show.

Originally, the children were very interested in their cameras, but under the deterrence of the village chief, no one came forward to ask. They just watched timidly, with cautious and curious eyes.Because of what the village chief said, Lai Xuanyao paid special attention to the boy named He Xiaoguang, and his eyes always fell on him unconsciously, following his every move.

He Xiaoguang is in the fourth grade. He is very serious in class, and he always looks at Lai Xuanyao with a look of hesitation.Lai Xuanyao tried his best to look at him with gentle and calm eyes, for fear that he would show sympathy.

"You performed very well." After eating and turning off the camera, Zhang Ke came over and sat next to Lai Xuanyao.

Lai Xuanyao took a rare cigarette out of the cigarette case in Zhang Ke's hand, lit it, looked at it between his fingers, and said unhappily, "I didn't deliberately act."

"No need." Zhang Ke himself smoked a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath, "This is very good, with sincere emotions and natural reactions."

Lai Xuanyao was noncommittal, "Facing this group of children who can still act, I don't think there are many."

"Hey……"

Just like everything in this world, people who have not experienced it will never understand the mood of the person involved.I don’t understand why I burst into tears when I listen to a song, I don’t understand why I cry when I’m broken in love, I don’t understand the pain of not having parents, I don’t understand why I don’t cherish the conditions I have, I don’t understand why some people live so hard.

Lai Xuanyao was a little annoyed at the selfish self when he chose the program to participate in. If he was thinking about how to make Yu Yicheng miss him madly before he came, then what he thinks now is, how many of them are there? In a place he never knew, children study so hard.

"I haven't thought about it too much. Let's go to the break meeting. There will be classes in the afternoon." Zhang Ke put the cigarette case in his pocket, and after talking to Lai Xuanyao, he went to arrange the program team.

Lai Xuanyao sat blankly for a while, then took out his mobile phone to call Yu Yicheng.

"Xuan?" Yu Yicheng's noisy voice came over immediately, filling the entire eardrum.

"Are you busy?" Lai Xuanyao asked sullenly.

"A little bit, what's the matter with you?" As if aware of Lai Xuanyao's depression, he said "wait a moment" and then walked to a secluded corner and repeated, "What happened?"

Hearing Yu Yicheng's soft voice, Lai Xuanyao's heart warmed up, and he stretched out his hand to rub his face, "The conditions here are very poor, everything is very poor, the students are all crowded in one room and sleep on the same bed. Several ages mixed together in class, and they sat in the yard to eat when they ate. In winter, you didn’t see their hands, and many of them had chilblains..."

Lai Xuanyao spoke intermittently for a long time, and Yu Yicheng listened without saying a word, but his tone was aggressive: "Are you complaining? Or are you feeling sorry for them? Do you think they are quite pitiful? ?”

"I'm not that pitiful..."

"I know." Yu Yicheng interrupted him with rare arrogance, "I know it's not pity for them, but you love them, you feel sorry for them, and you think they should have a better living environment, don't you?"

"...Yes." Lai Xuanyao admitted.

"..." Yu Yicheng, who realized that he was too excited, was silent for a moment, and his tone softened, "There are still many children in this world who are experiencing such a life, so many that we can't imagine, children don't want to see you from your eyes. See the sympathetic look, trust me. You can go and help them, but don't give that sympathetic look."

It took Lai Xuanyao a long time before he hummed and said, "I love you."

"I love you too. Waiting for you to come back."

Yu Yicheng hung up the phone, pursing his lips tightly, he felt something rolling in his chest, forcing him to vent.

He never thought that he would be so excited. He knew that Lai Xuanyao would not look down on those children with superior eyes, but when he heard Lai Xuanyao say it in that complaining tone, he suddenly became very irritable and wanted to warn Lai Xuanyao that he would Can't help it.

Is it because it touched your own memories?Lai Xuanyao's face in his mind overlapped inexplicably with the faces of those people in his memory, shaking frame by frame.

He closed his eyes deeply and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.He believes that Lai Xuanyao, whom he loves, should not be someone who will disappoint him.