Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

On the first day of school, there were not many students. Except for the children from the Children's Commune, there were only some children from Clara and Panyan Town, and no children from other towns came.

The main reason is that it has only been a few days since the lockdown was lifted, and many parents want to send their children to study in schools.

But Xia Zhihui is not in a hurry. The school in the upper-class district seems to be very beautiful, but there are several problems.

Can you just go in?

Won’t the tuition fees after admission put pressure on the family?

If you encounter school violence, do you think the teacher will favor the children of nobles from the upper class, or the children of miners from the lower class?

Mr. Reza walked on crutches faster than Xia Zhihui in school.

During the playground speech on the morning of the first day, Natasha came over and said a few words, and the rest was Mr. Reza's nagging. In short, it was just words about studying well and being a good person.

Fortunately, his speech was not long, about ten minutes, and then he let the children take the exam.

Every child who enters the school must take a preliminary examination so that they can be divided into classes.

Xia Zhihui stood in the small playground and watched the children going upstairs, silent.

Seeing this, Xi'er next to her advised him.

"If you are so worried, just stay and be the principal."

"No, I made an appointment with them."

They were already waiting for him in the upper area on March 7th. They were currently sitting on the small outdoor table in the central square, drinking juice and reading a book.

Through the glass, Xia Zhihui could easily see the anxious look of the children.

Hook chewed on the end of his pen and began to tamper with Belloberg's history.

Alina was writing and drawing on the math test paper, and she didn’t know what the example pictures of the graph questions looked like.

Clara was on a separate test paper. She had already been tested by Xiluwa before. She was taking a new test paper on mechanics, which Xiluwa and Xia Zhihui jointly issued.

At this time, Siluwa no longer dressed up as a rock musician. Instead, she took off the various spike decorations on her body and put on ordinary clothes. Perhaps she wanted to leave a message to the children that school is for learning knowledge and not for learning knowledge. The impression of being treated casually.

However, Shiluwa, who was dressed in regular clothes, also had a unique flavor, especially the pair of long legs intertwined under the table.

"Then when are you leaving?"

Xi'er's voice interrupted his observation.

Xia Zhihui quickly turned around and found that Xi'er hadn't noticed what he was looking at just now, and he was relieved.

"Let's go at noon. Let's go after lunch. Just in time to try the pasta sauce we made for the children yesterday."

Mr. Reza has already visited several classrooms and is coming from the teaching building.

Xi'er didn't really want to see her old teacher, so she made excuses in advance and ran away.

"Okay, then I'll go on patrol."

Mr. Reza ignored Xi'er who was leaving and looked at Xia Zhihui with a smile.

"The children are healthy, energetic, and even happier than the children I have seen in other towns raised by their parents themselves."

"You did a good job!"

Xia Zhihui shook his head.

"This is just what I should do. I grew up in an orphanage. Once I have the ability, I will naturally become the sky for other children."

"Well, then go out and see other worlds. I will take care of this school for you."

Mr. Reza stood next to him on crutches, as if he said a very ordinary and simple thing.

Xia Zhihui quickly refused.

"No, old man, how old are you!"

"I'm really at my wits end. I'm more confident than you, so I asked you to be the principal."

"You should carefully examine this group of teachers and choose a successor to retire as soon as possible. Wouldn't it be better to become a single-course teacher or a janitor?"

"of course…"

Xia Zhihui looked around and leaned over to Mr. Reza.

"It would be better if I could choose one in the lower area."

Teachers in lower-level areas will have a better understanding of what skills children actually need in later life.

As for the teachers from the upper-class areas, many of them thought they were just here to pay their respects.

Just by proctoring the exam, Xia Zhihui could already tell the difference between the two.

"Teacher Reza, you have to keep a sharp eye on me."

"Hey, kid, don't worry. I'll keep the position of the guard. I'll keep an eye on these teachers every day from now on."

The two burst into laughter.

After lunch, Xia Zhihui stood in the open space in front of the clinic with empty hands and said goodbye to everyone.

In fact, not many people came. At least many children didn't know that their dear president was about to leave, so they were all taken back to take a nap by Gillian.

But Hook, who already knew, didn't care and was standing with Natasha at this time.

"I said, why are you making the atmosphere so heavy?"

"It's not like you don't know that I can come back at any time."

Natasha, who was still a little worried at first, felt much more relaxed when she heard these words and joked.

"How dare you say this? You have such a magical ability and you have hidden it from me for so many years."

"You're worse than Hook."

Hook shuddered, then puffed up his face.

"Hook is not afraid of taking things away... No, Hook is not afraid of taking things down."

Her timid and stubborn little expression instantly amused everyone.

But Hook just looked around at these unscrupulous adults, and quickly took out a small book from his pocket and handed it to Xia Zhihui.

"Hook heard from Brother Jeppard that the adults of the Silver Mane Guard all have a small book to prove their identity."

"In the past, you were in charge of the cafeteria. Hook was afraid of starvation, so he had to recruit you as a non-staff member. Now you are in charge of the cafeteria. Congratulations on joining the Mole Party."

"This is your Mole Party membership certificate. Keep it safe. If you are bullied outside, bring this certificate to Hook. Hook will definitely fight you back!"

Good guy, Xia Zhihui's eyes twitched, how come he joined the Mole Party and still bought and sold by force?

However, Xia Zhihui still felt a bit warm when looking at the pieces of paper with different thicknesses put together in his hand. Although it was hand-painted, it also had many exquisite patterns on the Mole Party's identity certificate.

Natasha looked at the small notebook in his hand and remembered seeing the gap in the cover of the notebook last night.

It's hard, the fist is hard.

Hook, what are you doing again?

Why do you need to open my notebook to prove Xia Zhihui’s identity?

But looking at the smile on Xia Zhihui's face, she still softened.

"Don't worry, go and see other worlds. I'm still in the lower area. There are a lot less fire incidents now. I have free time to pay attention to the school."

"I won't say any more. You have been the smartest and most mature child in the Orphanage of Rivet Town since you were a child. From now on, you must not only take good care of yourself, but also take good care of your companions. They are all Bello Berg’s hero.”

"Well, don't worry."

Xia Zhihui nodded, finally looked at Xi'er who remained silent, and smiled.

"You have nothing to say?"

Xi'er lowered her head, rushed into his arms in a few steps, and hugged him fiercely.

The sudden warmth in Yu's arms made Xia Zhihui a little overwhelmed for a moment, but then he reacted and hugged Xi'er with his backhand.

Smelling the faint fragrance in the beauty's hair, Xia Zhihui rubbed her soft and warm cheek.

Hook saw the two hugging each other and thought it was a hug session, so he ran over quickly. Halfway through, Fishman grabbed the back of his clothes and carried him back. His two short legs were swinging in the air, and he turned around. Look, Father Fishman gave her a silent expression.

Natasha had a satisfied smile on her face, and Oleg stood next to her with the corner of his mouth crooked.

Xiluwa gritted her teeth, why are you two together when I haven't found a partner even though I'm so old?

Clara looked around and covered her eyes, but her fingers were extra wide.

The two people, feeling each other's body temperature closely, were saying their final goodbyes.

"Remember to send a text message if you miss me."

"Ah."