"Xiaomu, I discussed with Kurbanjiang. You donated the money for building the school. We will cut the ribbon after you come back. At that time, we will call Mayor Ma and invite her to come over. Thank you for her kindness to us. support."
The old Uygur man spoke happily, his voice was so loud that he couldn't hold it down.
Chen Mu deliberately stood a little farther away, and asked, "Uncle Aizmaiti, is the support teacher here? Is anyone willing to come?"
Asking a teacher is what Chen Mu is most worried about. It is hard to find such a good teacher, and he is worried that he will not be able to teach the children if he is found. Leaving the environment on the desert halfway, this is definitely a blow to the children's enthusiasm for learning, it is better not to find it.
So, until he left the gas station and came to Yingcheng, they still couldn't find a suitable support teacher who was willing to come to them.
Hearing Chen Mu’s question, the old Uyghur’s high spirits finally subsided a bit: “I haven’t found a teacher yet. Kurbanjiang went to the town to ask about it yesterday, and they said they were already looking for us, but there are no good teaching teachers. It’s easy to find, but we haven’t found it for a while, so let’s wait patiently.”
Chen Mu thought for a while, and told the old Uighur: "Uncle Aizmaiti, we must hurry up on this matter. After all, it is related to the children's schooling, so we can't delay it. Well, in this way, let Brother Kurbanjiang work harder. These days, I often go to the town to walk around, urging them in disguise, so that they can be more attentive to help us find them."
After a slight pause, Chen Mu said again: "Isn't Anar idle at our gas station? Let her drive Brother Kurbanjiang to the town... Well, take some more money, I'll come and buy some Tobacco and alcohol, etc., sent to the town. We are not giving gifts, but expressing our hearts... Tell Brother Kurbanjiang that things don’t need to be too good, and everything should be done without violating discipline. I'm speechless."
"We all listen to you!"
The Uighur old man lowered his voice a little and asked, "Xiao Mu, how are things going with you? Does your school let you continue to suspend school? If not, you can go back to school. There is an old man here to help you , nothing will happen."
You are too loud...
Chen Mu got angry and stood a little further away, but still felt that the bald-headed teacher could hear the voice of the Uighur old man, and replied: "I have no problem here. Uncle Aizmaiti, don't worry about me, it's okay to suspend school." It's a matter of solution, there are so many things to deal with at the gas station, I can't leave them all to you... Well, I can coordinate it myself, don't worry!"
If it was in the past, Chen Mu would definitely have to get a diploma, and this matter cannot be delayed.
But now that there is a black-tech map, he feels that the importance of getting a diploma is greatly reduced. Instead, it is more important to race against time to accumulate vitality points to upgrade the map.
"Okay, okay, you are a capable person, can uncle not believe you? I just think it's a pity that you don't finish your studies... You have done so many things for us, but in the end you delayed your studies, the old man thought I always feel sorry for your parents."
"Okay, okay, don't talk about it. If the matter is done, I will go back tomorrow. Let's talk about everything when I go back."
Chen Mu didn't want to talk too much about his parents, so he comforted the old Uyghur man before hanging up.
Putting the phone away, he turned to walk towards the bald teacher, only to find that the big bald man was looking him up and down with thick-rimmed glasses.
Chen Mu explained with a little embarrassment: "I'm sorry, teacher, we've been chatting for a while, you...you continue."
The bald teacher just heard the chat between Chen Mu and the Uighur elders, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "I heard just now that you donated money to build a school?"
Chen Mu knew that the old Uighurs had such a loud voice that it would be hard for them not to hear them, so he quickly waved his hands: "It's just a small school, and they didn't donate much."
The bald teacher looked at him, and was speechless for a while, that look... I don't know whether it should be regarded as appreciation or complaint, anyway, it's weird.
Under the staring eyes of the other party, Chen Mu kept his mind clear, pointed to the form and said with a smile, "Teacher, my application form for suspension of school is filled out... um, right?"
"That's right!"
The bald teacher picked up a small stamp and stamped it on the application form, then put it aside and said, "I didn't hear clearly just now, tell me about the school you donated to."
Well…
Can it still be like this
It's already very impolite for you to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, and asking for details now, isn't that too unreasonable
Although Chen Mu was so unyielding in his heart, he was very obedient and said that the children in Yakash Village didn't like to go to school because they were too far away from the school. He asked them to help plant trees to make money, and then donated a school. up.
He tried to explain the matter as simple and plain as possible, anyway, the less information the better, so as not to be questioned by the other party.
But precisely because of his narration, it is easier to win people's trust. The bald teacher was very happy after listening to it, nodded and said: "I never thought that our school would have a student like you. Not bad, really good!"
Before he said so many earnest words to Chen Mu, thinking about it now, he was really slapped in the face, and he was slapped.
But with this face, he was willing to be beaten, happy to be beaten, and felt that there was such a student in the school, and he would be able to straighten his back a lot when talking to people when he went out in the future.
After pondering for a while, he asked again: "I just heard you say on the phone that your school can't find a support teacher, right?"
Chen Mu nodded: "Yes, our school needs two to three teachers, but we haven't found them yet."
The bald teacher thought for a while and asked, "I have a suitable candidate. I can try to ask for you, but it will take two or three days to get an answer. Would you like to wait?"
Chen Mu's eyes lit up, and he didn't expect the bald teacher to be a good person, so he nodded quickly: "Yes, of course, but... Teacher, do you really have a suitable candidate here?"
"Well, give me your contact information and specific address, and I'll have a good talk with that person."
Chen Mu quickly wrote down the contact information and the specific address of the school, and then introduced the accommodation and treatment to the bald teacher, and then left the Academic Affairs Office happily.
"Chen Mu, Chen Mu... well, I've never heard of this name before..."
The bald teacher looked at the contact information and address written by Chen Mu for a while, then slowly picked up the phone and dialed a number... When the phone was connected, he said to the microphone: "Lu Li, I am Principal Yuan, Well, come here, I have something to tell you."
half an hour later—
A petite and thin figure appeared in front of the door of the Academic Affairs Office.
The girl straightened her hair, patted the ashes on her body, and pulled the slightly cramped old shirt on her body before walking in the door.