When Ye Linlang heard Jiang Qiran mention teaching in mountainous areas, she was stunned.
She had forgotten this.
In fact, it was not a formal teaching in mountainous areas, but more of an early examination for participating in Zhaohua University's independent enrollment.
Ye Linlang's previous academic career was too blank, with no record of awards or outstanding commendations, so she had to make up for it quickly in her first and second year of high school.
In addition to taking Ye Linlang to participate in national, provincial, and even international mathematics, physics, and chemistry competitions, Jiang Qiran also participated in teaching in mountainous areas with Ye Linlang during summer and winter vacations.
If not, Ye Linlang's resume would not be enriched, nor would Ye Linlang have experiences that would impress the teachers in independent enrollment.
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When Ye Linlang heard Jiang Qiran's proposal to go to Xiaohuang Village to teach, she suddenly became silent.
In fact, she... didn't have any attachment to the small deserted village.
Perhaps, the only thing he is thinking about is Grandma Song who is buried underground.
Except for the old lady, all the residents of Xiaohuang Village looked down on her. Adults and children of her age always regarded Ye Linlang as a monster.
It may be funny to say that when she was in Xiaohuang Village, her name would have been more appropriate to be called "Little Disaster Star" rather than Ye Linlang.
Even the teacher looked at her with contempt, and would quickly look away, as if looking at this girl for too long would bring bad luck to him.
So many people said that she was unlucky. She killed her own brother. When she came to Xiaohuang Village, she also killed the son and daughter-in-law of Grandma Song who were working outside.
People said that although the Song family was poor in the past, they had never had any major problems. But since Ye Linlang came, the son and daughter-in-law of the Song family's grandmother soon met with unexpected misfortunes.
And Grandma Song herself was not spared.
Living in such an environment where everyone is targeting her, Ye Linlang feels that apart from being a little inferior, she has not developed any thoughts of revenge against society. This is probably due to the teachings of her grandmother since she was a child.
Even if you are poor, you must not lose your ambition. Even if you have no future, you must not hold a knife and hurt people who are weaker than you.
This is what Grandma Song has always taught Ye Linlang. This old lady, who has passed away, may not have much knowledge, but her heart is the kindest and most compassionate old person Ye Linlang has ever seen in her life.
She taught Ye Linlang to love, be tolerant and be peaceful.
Ye Linlang could not forgive the villagers of Xiaohuang Village, but she would not hate them at all. Why should she let herself be stuck in such hatred
…
Jiang Qiran saw that Ye Linlang didn't say anything. Her thick eyelashes like butterfly wings covered her eyelids, making it impossible to see the look in her eyes at the moment.
He was slightly stunned, and finally seemed to catch something.
"Don't you want to go to Xiaohuang Village to teach? I thought..."
Jiang Qiran also thought that Ye Linlang would want to visit the Song family’s grandmother who was buried in Xiaohuang Village.
After all, he knew very well the position of Grandma Song in Ye Linlang's heart.
Even though he had no chance to meet the old woman, Jiang Qiran was still very grateful to Grandma Song. If it weren't for this old lady, perhaps there would not be Ye Linlang today.
Ye Linlang took a deep breath, raised her eyelashes, and gave Jiang Qiran a somewhat forced smile.
"I... don't really like that place."
As if afraid that Jiang Qiran would misunderstand, Ye Linlang quickly added a sentence.
"Of course I don't dislike Xiaohuang Village just because it's poor!"
Jiang Qiran heard this and nodded thoughtfully.
In fact, he had also investigated. What Ye Linlang had experienced in Xiaohuang Village was indeed bad. It was his negligence.
"So where do you want to teach? I have some regional options here, I can show you first."
Ye Linlang bit her teeth and suddenly spoke.
"Are there any mountain villages close to Xiaohuang Village? I... I don't want to teach in Xiaohuang Village anymore, but I still want to visit my grandmother after the teaching is over."
If you choose a nearby mountain village, it will be fine as long as it is not the nearest neighboring village to Xiaohuang Village. The transportation there is backward and there is no road from one village to another. The mountain roads are often rugged and you have to rely on ox carts or walk to get up.
Therefore, even if Ye Linlang has some reputation in Xiaohuang Village, it is certain that people in villages outside of Xiaohuang Village may not know her name, and Ye Linlang does not need to be identified as a disaster star.
In Ye Linlang's opinion, even if she wanted to go to Xiaohuang Village to teach, people there would probably avoid her like a monster, and no one would want someone like her to go out and teach children.
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The two discussed the specific location of the teaching in the mountain village, and didn't even want to watch the school's subsequent sports program. Because of Ye Linlang's injury, Jiang Qiran took leave from his class teacher, Mr. Zhao, with good reason.
After much deliberation, they finally chose Meihua Village, which was more than ten kilometers away from Xiaohuang Village.
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Time flies, and it feels like the days in high school went by especially fast. In the blink of an eye, it’s time for Lingyun High School’s first final exam.
Ye Linlang was not panicked.
Two weeks ago, Jiang Qiran sorted out the knowledge points for her, and Ye Linlang's scores in the recent monthly exams have always been in the top 50 in her grade. Everyone is impressed by her and no longer suspects that Ye Linlang is cheating.
Even the head teacher who always disliked Ye Linlang began to smile at her.
Perhaps, in the minds of some teachers, students with good grades are good students, and students with poor grades are poor students. This is the only criterion for distinguishing between good and bad students.
On the day before the exam, Ye Linlang went to bed early on purpose because she didn't want to stay up late, for fear that she would fall asleep in the exam room, which would be bad.
During the final exam the next day, Lingyun High School had an unprecedented heavy snowfall. The ground was already a bright white color, covering up all the filth.
However, Ye Linlang was used to this kind of snow scene in the mountains and did not take it seriously. She just felt that she was almost shivering from the cold and even the tip of her nose was red from the cold.
Lingyun High School does not allow students to wear their own clothes even in the coldest days of winter. They can only wear the cotton clothes issued by the school.
Ye Linlang felt that it was not warm enough, so she could only wrap herself in layers of autumn clothes and trousers, and add a fleece vest and a knitted sweater.
Ye Linlang was assigned to a more remote examination room this time. She looked around but didn't see any classmates from Class A of Grade 1.
Before the time to enter the examination room came, she was already holding her review materials and making the best use of her time to cram.
Just when Ye Linlang began to memorize some knowledge points, someone suddenly patted her shoulder.
Who is so boring?!
Ye Linlang was stunned. She turned her head and saw a tall figure.
The other person's pair of narrow peach blossom eyes, with a half-smile on his face, were fascinating. Who else could it be but Yin Zihan
[Jiujiu's computer is broken QAQ, I took it to reinstall the system, and pray that I can get a computer with internet access tomorrow morning... You can't afford to be hurt as an author who writes on your phone!!!]
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