In the next two days, Ye Yang basically stayed at home every day, eating and sleeping, which made Su Qingge very angry.

In fact, Ye Yang has been waiting for the arrival of this auction in Kowloon.

He wanted to figure out why Ye Fengyun was targeted at the auction.

Several days passed in succession.

Three days later.

On this day, in the southwest region, located in the 100,000 mountains on the border of Daxia, there is a small town called Yunzhen.

There are five villages in Yun Town, called Wuyun Village.

at this time.

In Yun Town, in a dilapidated school on the mountain, Lang Lang's reading sound came: "Li Bai was about to walk on a boat, but suddenly he heard the sound of singing on the shore. The peach blossoms flowing water are thousands of feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love!"

The sound of children's reading seemed to spread throughout the valley.

The school in Yunzhen is indescribable, with open-air classrooms, tattered tables and chairs, and only the flag of Xia Kingdom standing on the playground, exuding the vitality of this school.

The school has five classes, from first grade to fifth grade.

There are less than fifty students here, and there is only one teacher, and she is also a mountain village teaching staff. Her name is Zhou Shuyue.

There is also an old principal who is already seventy years old.

All the students here come from Wuyun Village, a remote village. Most of them are left-behind children, or children whose parents die early and live with their grandparents.

They have one thing in common, that is, they cannot get out of the mountains, and they cannot see the outside world.

So the children work very hard, and they have a common dream, which is to study hard and get out of the mountains in the future.

......

"I am a teaching teacher at the junior high school in Xiayun Town, Damangshan, southwest. The students here have difficulty living, and the school does not even have a complete roof, but the children here work very hard..."

In a simple office, a woman sat and wrote a letter.

She is Zhou Shuyue.

Two years ago, Zhou Shuyue had just graduated from college. When she learned that the distant mountain village lacked teacher resources, she resolutely chose to be a volunteer with a few classmates and rushed to the 100,000 mountains.

At this time, Zhou Shuyue was writing letters to relevant places. She hoped that her voice would attract the attention of some departments.

Zhou Shuyue taught here for two years, and saw too many difficulties, felt too much sadness and helplessness.

She taught fifth grades with the old principal alone. Although the children could not attend classes normally, they were very serious.

Because they all know that only by studying hard can we get out of the mountains.

This is already, I don’t know how many times Zhou Shuyue has written a letter.

Maybe every letter from her was sank to the sea, but Zhou Shuyue was still writing.

She longs for one day people can help the poor children here.

"Teacher Zhou, someone is here! Someone is here!"

Just as Zhou Shuyue continued to write the letter, a girl's voice came from outside the office door.

Zhou Shuyue got up and walked out for a moment of confusion. She saw a few girls wearing tattered clothes but pure and cute eyes lying on the window and kept shouting at her.

Zhou Shuyue was puzzled and said, "Su Dong, Wang Xing, what are you talking about here if you don't recite ancient poems?"

"Teacher Zhou, someone is here." A girl named Su Dong pointed to the distance and said to Zhou Shuyue.


Chapter completed!