On Changyue Island, the air is indeed quite fresh, and wherever you go, you can see large expanses of green. The agricultural economy has revitalized the island and also led to the development of local tourism, so the natural landscape here has been protected to the maximum extent.
Administratively, the island is at the county level and consists of several townships. However, it is completely different from those poor and backward rural areas in China. Wherever you go, you can see rows of small buildings. The clothes of the islanders here are not shabby. It's no wonder, after all, they all rely on their own labor to get rich, and Changyue Island's citrus is famous all over the country and even drives Dongjiang City's tourism industry, which is enough to make them proud.
The tour guide is a woman in her thirties who seems to be a local. She leads the students of Guangyue High School on a small bus on Changyue Island. After all, the island is not too small. The physical exertion is too serious for the students.
The female tour guide surnamed Sun said loudly with a loudspeaker: "Okay, students, the next place we are going to is Xingmu Garden, where many buildings left over from the Tang and Song Dynasties are preserved. One of the tourist attractions on Changyue Island… ”
The tour guide was very interested, and began to tell the historical stories of Changyue Island. Naturally, there was no shortage of embellishments, and they were also vivid. However, most of the students did not seem to be interested in listening to these. More people were eating snacks, watching the scenery outside the car window, and then communicating with the script information. And they also saw that outside the car window, farmers could see baskets of citrus being transported all the time. According to what the tour guide said earlier, this island is famous for its citrus, and even Miss Citrus is selected every year. A big event.
"Well, Tour Guide Sun..." Ye Xiang suddenly raised his hand, interrupting the tour guide who was talking enthusiastically: "I want to ask you a question."
"Well, what?"
"I heard before that the old principal Wu Guanglie of our high school lives in Changyue Island now, is that true?"
The tour guide was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "Well, yes. Principal Wu is a well-known person in Changyue Island. The old principal loves education, so he founded Guangyue High School. The citrus he contracted The garden is also one of the attractions we are going to visit tomorrow. At that time, the old principal will meet with you."
At this time, An Yuexing, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head back and focused his eyes on Ye Xiang.
Today's itinerary is nothing more than wandering around the island. The ancient buildings and natural rural scenery of Changyue Island are well preserved, but no one is in the mood to play.
When the boat arrived on the island, it was already afternoon, and after playing for a few hours, the sky quickly darkened. After five o'clock, the bus took everyone to Jinyue Village on Changyue Island, where they were going to live. Jinyue Village itself is a place specially used to receive foreign tourists. Nine out of ten people in this village operate homestays. The B&Bs here are all connected huts, about three to four people per room, and the distribution is the same as that of school dormitories.
After walking for a day, most people were tired and hungry, and they were also sent to the restaurant in Jinyue Village. Hundreds of students from six classes gathered in the restaurant, filling every table. And their dinner was not ready-made yet. There was a basin in front of them, with a lot of meat stuffing in it, and stacks of wonton wrappers next to them.
It is said that this was the suggestion made by the old principal after he heard that the students were coming to Changyue Island. The teacher of the Academic Affairs Office said that the old principal believes that the current education should be quality education, and students should be able to cultivate their hands-on ability. Therefore, for dinner tonight, I hope everyone can do it by themselves, and let them make wontons by themselves. Then the students at each table brought up their own wontons, and after they were cooked, they served them to everyone. I have to say that Wu Guanglie, the old headmaster, is indeed very thoughtful. Today's only child is spoiled too much by their parents. They don't even know how to wash their own underwear. They only know about exams. It is indeed important to cultivate hands-on skills. The academic affairs teacher added that this time, there will be a competition for wrapping wontons, and there will be special prizes for which table wraps the best.
So, everyone started making wontons.
Who sits at the same table is generally arranged by the seating arrangement during class. Ye Xiang sat with Yu Shuo.
The coming of the terrifying moment has entered the final countdown. At this time, the sky outside was completely dark. At this moment, everyone is extremely nervous, how can they be in the mood to make wontons!
The teacher of the Academic Affairs Office returned to the teacher-only seat, pulled up his sleeves, and prepared to make wontons with the others. And sitting next to him were An Yuexing and Grandil!
"Mr. Solan is a foreigner, so I wonder if he can make wontons?" The teacher from the Academic Affairs Office looked at Grandil and couldn't help asking.
"It's okay, I'll learn slowly."
Grandier's Chinese can be said to be proficient, without the jerky feeling of foreigners at all.
And An Yuexing also took the wonton wrappers and started wrapping wontons. It's as ridiculous as it needs to be for the dignified giant of the Fallen Star camp to make wontons with a bunch of high school students.
"Director Zhao." An Yuexing finished wrapping the first wonton quickly, and said to the teacher in the academic affairs office beside her, "Old principal, I wonder if we can meet him as soon as possible?"
"Hehe, that's right, Mr. Li, you were Principal Wu's student back then. Among the students in the old principal's group, you were the one he praised the most."
Speaking of this, the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office changed the subject again: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen the old principal for many years. I don't know why, but he resigned as the principal. It's a pity. Principal Wu really wanted to Those who devoted themselves to education, why didn't they stop being the principal at that time?"
Wu Guanglie, obviously a breakthrough!
Glandier asked from the side: "I only came here in the last few years, but I often hear people mention the old principal."
"Well, Teacher Solan. The hiring of foreign teachers was also a proposal made by Principal Wu at the time. He said that there are still too many problems in English teaching, so he suggested that we hire foreigners to serve as English teachers and pass on pure English to students."
"hehe yes."
Grandier then smiled and continued to wrap the ravioli in his hand. For a person like him who usually eats steak and red wine for three meals a day, it is definitely the first time since he was born to wrap wontons, and the wrapping turned out to be a mess. However, he ignored it and put an extremely bad looking wonton on a side plate, and continued, "Director, you really don't know why the old principal resigned?"
"I really don't know. There were various theories at that time, and I don't know the specifics. Some people said that it was because of their health, and some said that the principal wanted to go back to retire... However, I always feel that the reason for the resignation of the old principal is, It's not that simple. Because in my impression, he is the kind of person who is naturally passionate about education. What he likes is definitely not the pastoral life. When the college entrance examination was resumed in 1977, he was very excited and said that he must open a high school to cultivate Many students can be admitted to universities and change their destiny."
At this time, it was about five kilometers away from Jinyue Village.
It was by a lake.
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat was fishing by the lake. The middle-aged man was very patient. There was only one small fish in the bucket beside him, and it was so late, but he still stared at the lake, hoping that some fish would take the bait.
"Um… "
Suddenly, he felt that something was hooked, and he pulled the fishing line excitedly.
"I'm coming… "
Then, when he pulled up the hook, he saw clusters of black things appearing on the lake.
"What is that?" The middle-aged man turned on the flashlight on the side, shining it on the lake.
Then, he saw that what he caught was not a fish, but a ball of hair!
As the hook continued to be pulled up, he was horrified to see a pale head just surfaced, staring at him!