The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

The attitude is called a serious one, not daring to be distracted at all.

Because those adults have said that these things called Hanyu Pinyin are the basis of literacy and are very important.

If it is combined with the pinyin textbooks that will be distributed in the future, I can slowly follow the above patterns and learn pinyin, and continuously increase my scientific and cultural knowledge.

And from time to time, he stretched out the index finger of his right hand to write and draw on the ground.

Trying to use the fastest time to memorize the above Chinese pinyin one by one in my head.

Those adults also said that because the number of pencils, erasers, and homework books brought over is limited, these school supplies can only be distributed if they have successfully memorized 26 pinyin letters and 10 basic strokes.

For these things, Huatu is looking forward to it.

However, soon after, under the pleasant temperature of 20 degrees at night, Huatu felt beads of sweat coming out of his forehead and flowing into his eye sockets, which was a stinging pain.

Without him!He found it too difficult for him to learn this stuff.

Not to mention other people, the pronunciation of an 8-year-old boy next to him is almost exactly the same as the one on the TV, which is crisp and understandable.

Use your finger to draw the letters on the ground, that also has a shape.

And he himself?It was only after reading it twice that my tongue seemed to be knotted; at first I seemed to know what the letters were drawn on the ground.

As long as you distract yourself a little bit, you end up looking back.

Good guy!What is the name of that bird egg-like thing with a small tail growing from the back?Is it holding back?or a car?Or something else?

What the hell, such a muddled state almost didn't drive him crazy.

Then the master Xiling saved him, and after hitting his head with a solid stick, he woke up instantly.

Following the teaching content played in a loop on the TV again, I recited and memorized it in my mouth.

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Thankfully, at such a time of 9:[-] in the evening, such a televised teaching is finally over.

You don't even need to touch it with your hands, the poor flower rabbit just knows that his whole body is up and down, even his little pants are wet with sweat.

These are all born out of Huatu's mental stress during the difficult learning process.

As for the bunny who basically didn't have the habit of wearing shorts in the previous ten years of life, now Wei Mao has such a habit.

Of course, it was a living habit that was forcibly required after arriving in the Zhongzhou tribe.

For such a pair of pants on this body, Flower Rabbit also cut out a vest from among his own few clothes and sewed it.

But then again, the little pants are just not used to wearing them at the beginning.

After a long time, Flower Rabbit can miraculously find that when he starts to run, Eggy will not feel a little on fire because of the rubbing.

From this point of view, it seems that the fabric is not a waste.

All right!At 9:[-], today's TV teaching is finally over.

It's just that after I can't wait to go back and wash it well, I fell asleep and the rabbit was speechless, but there was another rustling sound from the speaker.

Then, a pleasant female voice reached their ears:

"Everyone, don't leave. Recently, we have an hour of history class after each cultural study. I am your teacher today, Bai Xiang.

What are we talking about today?That is the history of our nation. "

In this way, under the voice of White Elephant, Huatu became fascinated from the initial impatience.

That was Master Baixiang talking about some history they had never known on the radio.

Shennong's collection of herbs allowed Wanmin to find herbs and grains, and Suiren's made fire with bricks and wood so that Wanmin could drive away wild animals, process food, and keep warm.

You Chaoshi built wooden nests, so that the people can resist wild animals; Cangjie created characters, so that civilization has a way to pass on.

And the Three Emperors and Five Emperors behind, all kinds of great achievements.

Due to time constraints, after the legend of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors was finished, the one-hour history class was completely over.

But after Hu Biao and the others did some research, they didn't come to give some blunt lectures.

Rather, such a history lesson with a unique approach has played a huge role.

It can be said that it was the first time for these natives to know how their ancestors overcame obstacles in the ignorance and created such a brilliant civilization as China.

At the same time, those white skins who are said to be awesome in the 21st century don't know where they are still eating fruit.

In comparison, all the suffering in front of them seems nothing; no matter how hard it is, it can be compared to those old ancestors at that time.

With such a statement, Huatu and everyone present felt inexplicably proud.

He became proud of the blood that passed down his body, as well as the color of his skin.

Because they don't have to pay all the hardships for a full meal. As Teacher Bai Xiang said, each of them is a descendant of Yanhuang, and Huaxia is born noble.

So they must work hard, and they must live up to this noble blood.

When there were so many thoughts in his head, at the end of the show, Huatu grabbed the eight-year-old boy in front of him.

He said earnestly:

"Zhu Goudan, during the one-hour break at noon tomorrow, can you teach me Chinese Pinyin? I can't remember much of it."

"Okay, but you have to give me half of your braised pork every week." Zhu Goudan said with a smile on his nose.

"Success." Huatu, who pondered for a while, made such a difficult decision.

In order to have more braised pork in the future, and to live up to his blood, Huatu decided to go all out.

At this moment, he deeply realized that when Master Xi Ling beat him with a stick, the words 'knowledge is wealth' were so full of philosophy of life.

Chapter 379 Population Crisis

"Bai Xiang, you boy, that's not right! You old woman said it too well; Huaxia is born noble, isn't that what it is~"

Facing the white elephant who came out of a radio room on the top floor of a certain three-story building.

Under the great excitement in his heart, the warehouse manager said some words that were not expressive.

Even in such a state of excitement, he stood on tiptoe, raised his hand high, and punched the white elephant hard on the shoulder.

I plan to use such a way of dealing with masters to express my excitement.

For Bai Xiang, a shrew who is essentially a pure man, such a way of greeting is nothing to her, and it is not a big deal.

The problem is, when Cang Guan hit him with such a punch, Bai Xiang didn't react at all, his body didn't shake at all.

Instead, it was the strength of the warehouse manager's rebound that made him stagger.

Immediately, amidst the giggling laughter of those other bastards, the warehouse manager became extremely depressed; at this moment, he looked at Hu Biao with a look of bitter resentment.

It's just that Hu Biao can do anything, it's all because of your own black face and bad luck.

So, don't you have the nerve to blame me...

After 11 o'clock in the evening, because of the TV teaching and history class all night, the aborigines all washed up and went to bed.

Even if he was a little too emotionally excited, he still tried his best to let himself fall asleep quickly.

Because there will be a lot of heavy physical labor waiting for them during the whole day tomorrow; that is a long time when they need to get up at 05:30 in the morning to have breakfast, and then get busy at 6 o'clock.

It's just that the aboriginals can go to rest, but Hu Biao and the others, who are big figures in the eyes of the aboriginals, can't.

If you want to be noble before others, you naturally need to suffer after others.

It has been such a period of time in the doomsday world, like holding a meeting every night before going to bed, summarizing some of the work during the day, and seeing what needs to be adjusted in time.

The above are all things that they said in advance, and they are unshakeable.

So, after joking about the warehouse management, everyone began to summarize and adjust today in the hall on the first floor of such a room; that is, in the main room of such a small country courtyard in the past.

After lighting a cigarette forcibly refreshing himself, Hu Biao looked around at the crowd with obvious tired faces, and began to say:

"It looks like everyone is sleepy, so to make a long story short.

First of all, let me confirm that everyone has done a good job today, especially Mad Dog's flight reconnaissance mission is very good, here is the key point of praise.

Then, talk about what troubles you have encountered today based on your division of labor, what needs to be adjusted, and my side to provide support. "

Facing Hu Biao's question, the rest of the team were not polite at all.

After yawning, Hanzi raised his own question expectantly: "Old Hu, can someone else teach those electricians?

In fact, I also have good experience in the construction of hydropower stations. Why don't I trade with Zhuye or Xufeng? "

"No!" Hu Biao flatly rejected such a question.

Fortunately, after seeing the rejection of Chinese characters, Hu Biao couldn't bear to explain such a pale face:

"Your teaching is much better than those two guys, so for the sake of the future of the team and the tribe, you should persevere; if it doesn't work, you can use a thicker stick to beat them, whatever you want, as long as you don't beat them to death Just do it."

At this point, Hu Biao decisively said "next", which was a big stop for such a substitution.

Then came some of the questions that really gave him a headache.

After Yang Dongli opened his mouth, he expressed a very practical need:

"Old Hu, this afternoon we used quick-drying cement to pour out the ground and the base of the crusher; after a night of solidification and hardening, tomorrow we only need to connect the wires to the crusher and it will be ready for production.

So in this way, the manpower of the crushed stone production line will not be enough. You can arrange 30 workers with some strength to come over tomorrow; "

"Success." Hu Biao replied bluntly. These are all business matters, so there is nothing to discount.

As soon as these words fell, the ashtray also said:

"Old Hu, the situation on my side is the same, in order to provide enough flakes, at least 20 people need to drill holes.

Because when we came here this time, we brought one air compressor and two wind blasters, and the speed of blasting holes was too slow to keep up with the needs of the crusher.

So they can only use artificial methods, let them hit the steel drill with a big hammer, so that they can drill holes a little bit. "

"Okay." After feeling something, Hu Biao agreed to such a legitimate request with some hesitation.

It's just that more people spoke one by one, such as the translator also spoke, which immediately made him feel that a huge crisis has emerged in the team:

"Old Hu, although the steel factories and power plants will be built in a few days, the foundations must be excavated in advance, right? It's time to start leveling the land.

Because we don’t have any earth-moving machinery, we can only use a little bit of manpower to do it; so you give me at least 200 labor forces, and let me get you out of such a foundation first. "