Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 213: Lord Fu, Treasure of the City Hall
Qiqi was a little confused, so she saw a group of strange little brothers and sisters at a long table.
They were all faces he had never seen before, they were indeed not from Taoxi Village, and they were much older than them, almost all of them in their teens.
Qi Qi closed his small mouth, and curiously asked his friends, "Why are you famous?"
The little friends looked at each other and smiled, pulling Qiqi aside, mysteriously, "Wait a minute, you'll know after reading it."
Some children were crouching beside a small amusement park, whispering while eating snacks.
Qi Qi had not finished eating in the middle of his mouth and smiled, when he saw a strange little brother standing up and walking in this direction, with a pen and paper in his hand, slightly doubtful.
The other people sitting with him were all looking up at this moment, looking extremely nervous.
A teenage boy walked over to the counter, hesitating for a long time before mustering up courage, and asked the old man across nervously, "Master Teacher, you know, I have a math problem that I don't understand. Can you teach Me?"
Master Fu was immersed in high-level mathematics. Hearing his voice, he lifted his head and lifted his reading glasses. "On mathematics? Let me see."
The boy immediately gave up his homework.
"Square function? This is a science subject that is only studied in third grade Junior High. Are you a third grade student of Junior High?" The old man looked at the math problem, took out a concept book from his hand, and asked casually.
The boy's eyes sparkled, and he nodded hurriedly, "Yes, I am sitting in the third grade of high school! I don't quite understand the many difficulties in winter holiday homework that school gives. I heard from people who came back from the library that there was a teacher here, who was a university professor... I, We dare to come and ask the teacher's guidance."
The boy immediately pursed his lips after speaking, his eyes staring at the old man filled with unease.
Teacher Fu smiled gently at him and nodded, "All teachers will like students who like to learn, and they should also be happy to learn and dare to ask."
He handed the draft paper containing the formulas written on it to the boy, “I have listed the formulas that will be used in this matter above, take it first, take it, think about how to use those formulas to solve the problem, if it still does not. I don't understand, come here I'll guide you again."
After he finished speaking, the old man said again, "For many years, the quadratic function will appear as a matter of final examination in the third year entrance examination of junior high school. Only after careful consideration can you master it."
"okay! Thank you teacher!" A smile appeared on the boy's face, the restlessness in his eyes disappeared, and the light was extremely bright.
After the boy returned to his seat, someone immediately came over, one after another coming to settle the matter with books and paper replays.
The old man will guide you one by one.
The boys and girls gathered around the counter started to look at the old man with even more respect.
Qiqi even forgot to eat when she was smiling, her mouth half-opened, her eyes full of admiration, "My great-grandfather is so amazing, he knows all the questions my brothers can ask!"
Goudan and Huazi were no less surprised by Qiqi.
The students in his village were all students of the wrong Elementary School, Junior High School and High School, let alone college. There were no students in the village for decades.
So when they asked Grandpa Qiqi for advice on something they did not understand, all they gave was elementary school matters, and they already felt that Grandpa Qiqi was very old.
Unexpectedly, my great-grandfather could teach Junior High at will, and he knew more than one subject, including Mandarin, math, and English! Even physical chemistry can tell you a thing or two!
"It turns out that the university professor is very powerful..." Huazi hung his chin to his chest, admiring as well as surprised, "Truly almighty!"
His little heart under his chest was beating nonstop, as if something had planted a seed in his heart, waiting to take root and sprout.
Qi Qi opened his eyes, nodded his head again and again, "It turns out our library is so famous for the presence of my great-grandfather!"
So grandfather is a treasure of the library!
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Children still know the tip of the iceberg from the concept of "famous".
The people who came to Taoxi Village to ask on that day spread what they saw and heard after they returned.
A small village in Taoxi Village suddenly built a magnificent and luxurious library that certainly spoils the eye.
But still not too surprising compared to seeing a university professor sitting in a library.
Hagilu Township has ten miles and eight townships, each village has different conditions, some are poor and some are rich.
Just one thing in common.
That is the natural admiration of the teacher.
Is that a teacher? A gardener who teaches and educates people! They are the scholars who give the lectures in the holy pulpit!
Moreover, the one sitting in Taoxi Village was not an ordinary teacher, but rather a professor who could teach students at a university!
Counting the entire Hagilu City, how many students have there been during these few years? You can count on ten fingers!
So someone immediately poked and planned to open it.
Those who are close to Taoxi Village and have children who study at home will send their children to the Qiqi Library when they have free time or not.
When you go to the Library, you don't care whether your child is reading or not learning. Even if you have a scientific atmosphere like an old professor, you will feel your child's temperament is different after you become a parent.
Get to a new level!
Like boys and girls today who come here because they want to learn, not a little in other villages, but they are not in a hurry, and still do the preparation at home.
A new village four or five miles away from Taoxi Village.
Twelve or thirteen-year-old boys were pushing bicycles with school bags on their backs. The front of his bike was filled with big and small bags, and their faces were still full of fear.
"Mom, is this possible? He's a professor at a university. Is he going to teach me a Junior High student like this?"
A middle-aged woman with a padded jacket and apron came out of the kitchen holding a bag of items in her hand, "Success! Whynot? Have you heard from people who came back from the village yesterday that the old professor was good! If you have any questions, please help me." Just ask, if not, with your exam papers and difficult questions, 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.”
The woman hung her things in front of the car, "This is freshly boiled glutinous corn. Smells good. You can take him to the old professor. Quick left. If it's too late, there may be no seats left."
“That's an exaggeration..” muttered the boy, and finally pushed his car out, and met with other village friends at the village entrance, and went to Taoxi Village together.
Xizhong Village.
Wang Jianzhong also had disciples in his family.
His eldest grandson had just sat in the first grade of Junior High School, and his nephew was already in the third grade of High School. Time to prepare for the exam.
The family thought of sending his two children to the Qiqi Library to ask for guidance from the old professor.
Now his family was on a rampage, for no other reason, and Wang Jianzhong was unable to contain it.
“I'm asking you to send the boy there, what do you argue about? Is the future of the child more important or your face?” Wang Jianzhong's wife was so angry that she sat under the roof and cried and wiped away her tears. Contradictive? You, at worst, let's return the money we earned from them! In short, children should be schooled!”
The old woman made trouble, the son and daughter-in-law of the Wang family also made trouble, and even the faces of her relatives were not handsome.
Seven or eight people crouched under the roof of the corridor, their eyes were complaining like knives, and they clawed at Wang Jianzhong.
Wang Jianzhong scolded his mother.