Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

"Oleg's Diary"

The day before the plan is implemented:

Tomorrow we will go to the upper area through the hearth hub. The selected young men are very excited. They need to have another meeting tomorrow to explain that they must abide by the discipline. More than ten years have passed, and it is not less than these few days.

I wonder if the letter I asked Sambo to send has arrived.

This group of stupid young people thought that I secretly allowed letters to be sent to the upper class through Sambo. They didn't even think about why Sambo came to the Earth Fire Base!

The first day of plan implementation:

I climbed a long flight of stairs and my legs and feet are so sore now.

Alas, I thought it wouldn't be a problem to run around the entire lower area with a heavy load, but I am really too old.

As expected, instructor Stanby brought everyone here.

I saw a lot of familiar old guys, but when there were so many colleagues, countless people died on the front line of the Iron Guard restricted area.

Is the rift boundary erosion pressure in the upper zone so great? It seems that there was a reason why the iron guards were transferred from the lower zone.

But no matter what, it would be too much to transfer them all!

In the afternoon, I went to the outskirts of the city to pick up Xiao Xier and Xia Zhihui, who had returned triumphantly. His ability to run around was really useful, and I felt like he was everywhere.

the next day:

To maintain the order of the hearth hub, not only everyone in the lower area comes up, but also the material transportation in the upper area is tiring and happy.

The third day:

The tram cable car has reopened, and the transportation pressure at the hearth hub has been reduced a lot. It’s comfortable. I’ll take a look at it when I go home tomorrow.

Fourth day:

Natasha told me that the title deed to the Earthfire Base is already in Xia Zhihui's hands!

He planned to change it to a school in the future, but why did he go to the upper-class area once and lose his home!

And where did he get so much money?

Xia Zhihui, who had no idea that he had been recorded in Uncle Oleg's diary, was reading with the pioneers in the library of the upper area to avoid the furious Xi'er.

The four of them sat at a table. Dan Heng and Xia Zhihui both held books with dense handwriting and looked at them silently.

Opposite March 7, there was a long straw in his mouth, lying on his arm, sipping the large glass of juice in front of him.

Xingze sat next to her, looking at the colorful comic book in his hand.

As the sun shone down, Xia Zhihui raised his head and looked out the window. In the blue sky, the sun had never been so dazzling.

"There were not so many sunny days in the upper area in the past. Every time I came here, it was basically cloudy or snowy."

March 7 changed his arm to lie on one side and said lazily.

"Really? We've only been in the upper area for a few days. Do you think it's the function of the superstar mud bricks?"

Dan Heng also closed the book in his hand.

"It's possible. Why don't you do an experiment and put away the superstar mud bricks tonight and see if it's a snowy day tomorrow."

Xia Zhihui thought about Xi'er who was guarding his bedroom door last night, and quickly shook his head.

"No, no, that's it."

"You guys look at me first, I'm going to go find the librarian to do something."

"This book is on the fourth shelf in column 11. I'll order a glass of juice for you. You can put it back for me later on March 7th."

The juice in the cup has bottomed out. When I heard that I could have another cup, March 7th instantly became excited.

"Okay, I plan to go to the Golden Opera House to watch the Golier Choir's performance this afternoon, don't forget it!"

Xing turned his head and glanced at her silently.

Obviously, the juice Xia Zhihui ordered for her would be reimbursed by Bronya in the end.

The same is true for herself. Why is she so excited after working as a coolie for nothing?

Forget it, maybe this is March 7th, not too smart.

Xia Zhihui walked to the front desk of the library, ordered juice for March 7, took out Bronya's certificate, and entered the director's office under the leadership of the librarian.

The library director is an unexpected young man. He is wearing gold-rimmed glasses and sitting behind his desk reviewing manuscripts.

After hearing that the person holding Bronya's token came in, he quickly put down the manuscript in his hand and poured a cup of steaming black tea for Xia Zhihui.

"Hello, I am the current director of the Beloberg Library, Dempsey Bova. Who are you?"

"The glory of summer, the summer of summer, the glory of glory."

After hearing his self-introduction, Dempsey's originally elegant smile became even brighter.

This was one of the most crucial people in Bronya's story of defeating the Star Core in front of many media outlets. Calling Beloberg a great hero is not an exaggeration. Even though he is from the lower class, he is now very popular among the upper class circles. characters.

But in the past few days, families who wanted to hand over invitations to banquets were tormented by his elusive presence.

One was in the south of the city, and the other was in the west of the city. More importantly, no one saw how he got there.

Unexpectedly, such a popular person in front of such a great guardian would appear next to him.

Xia Zhihui, holding a black tea cup in both hands, bent over and sat on the sofa with his elbows on his knees, like an old farmer taking a rest, and asked curiously.

"Are you from the Bova family?"

The Bova family is one of the enduring old-fashioned aristocrats in the upper-class district of Belloberg. The current Minister of Education, Boyce Bova, is the head of the contemporary Bova family.

They are behind the printing, publishing and even several newspapers of Belloberg's books.

It can be said that if there is no great guardian, then they have half of Beloberg's mouthpiece.

But the Bova family was originally from the education industry, and had good family tradition and good tutoring, and there were very few playboys.

Director Dempsey did not look down upon Xia Zhihui because of his sitting posture. Instead, he took off his glasses and leaned forward on the table.

"Yes, Rosie Bova is my cousin."

Roche Bova is the son of Education Minister Boyce. Although he is apparently the heir to the family, he has not yet embarked on an official career.

His father, Boyce, got drunk and scolded him, and raised a good-for-nothing son who has high ambitions but low abilities.

But this is not the focus of this trip. Xia Zhihui is here to discuss business.

"Since we are from the Bova family, things will be easier to handle."

"You must have heard about the reopening of the lower-level district. I have opened a school in the lower-level district. There may be nearly a thousand students coming to school by then, and most of them should be little ones under ten years old. "

"Although the plan to build a school has not yet been launched, in order to ensure that the children have books to read, I came to the library to negotiate with you, Director Dempsey."

Big business!

Dempsey quickly took out the textbook list from the shelf next to him and handed it to him.

"This is the teaching material used by the children in the upper-class district. If you feel that it does not meet the educational progress of the children in the lower-class district, we can issue several sets of papers overnight for you to take back for testing on the children and provide targeted supplementary teaching materials."

Xia Zhihui waved his hand.

"There is no need for targeted teaching materials. Under my care, there are dozens of children in the lower-level district who follow the same general education teaching schedule. But other children are taught by their parents or self-study. According to my usual observations, , I basically can’t even recognize the characters.”

"At that time, I will promote the entrance examination, grade and divide the children into classes according to the teaching progress, and then order specific teaching materials."

"But your Bova family has a lot of teachers, right?"

Facing Dempsey who was about to take the bait, Xia Zhihui finally showed a sly smile.