I really don't know anything

At the end of the line stood a five or six-year-old child.

His position is not in the team, but a little bit off, following the side of the team, keeping his eyes on the boss's movements.The kitchen of this store is semi-open, and the production process can be clearly seen through the glass windows.

The appearance of children is ugly according to the public's aesthetics.

The proportions of the facial features are somewhat asymmetrical and somewhat shrunk, giving it a sense of 'sinister'.But ignoring other places and looking at it alone, his eyes are very beautiful.

As bright as stars.

Those eyes are particularly beautiful, as if putting stars into them.

Jun Xijiu does not deny that sometimes he also looks at the face, but the name of the cub is not called for nothing.When he faces children, his heart is extraordinarily soft. What he likes is the purity and cuteness of children, not just looking at their faces.

People coming and going around ignored him and couldn't see him.

This little kid is a ghost.

Jun Xijiu walked over, and asked in a soft voice, "Do you want to eat bread?" There was a strong longing in the child's eyes, and he probably wanted to eat it.

It's just that the child didn't respond after Jun Xijiu finished the question. He thought the other party was too obsessed with paying attention to the bread and didn't hear it, so he asked again.

The child still didn't respond.

Some people easily ignore the outside world when they focus on certain things, Jun Xijiu turned to the child without getting angry, squatted down, and repeated the question for the third time.

The child was frightened, and he took a few steps back.

Jun Xijiu showed a gentle smile.

The child seemed to feel his kindness, the fear in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at Jun Xijiu curiously.After a while, he stretched out his hand and made a few gestures.

Jun Xijiu's pupils shrank sharply.

His question just now was not that the child was too focused on observing the bakery, but that he couldn't hear it at all.That's why I was surprised when he suddenly appeared in front of me.

Children should be deaf and dumb.

He has never been exposed to sign language, and some don't understand what he wants to express.

Jun Xijiu put his hands on his forehead and communicated with mental fluctuations, so that he could directly understand each other's minds with his thoughts without talking but only thinking.

"Hello."

The child's eyes were wide open, and the sounds he heard with hearing aids were very small and vague. This is the first time he heard the 'sound' clearly.

Wonderful feeling.

He was stunned for a long time.

Until Jun Xijiu patiently said hello again, he subconsciously responded with sign language gestures.When sign language, his mind will unconsciously repeat the meaning.

The smile on Jun Xijiu's face became softer.

He earnestly and patiently taught the child how to 'speak' with thoughts. After a while, the child learned to 'speak' non-stop with an excited expression.

The child's name is Zhang Qiao.

He had been eagerly staring at the bakery just now to see the things inside, not because he wanted to eat, but because a teacher who taught him liked the things in this shop very much.

【The teacher likes to eat, I want to buy it for her, but I have no money. 】

Zhang Qiao's facial features are very ugly, especially when he moves his facial muscles, his facial expression can hardly be seen, but his eyes can speak.

Jun Xijiu smiled and said, "Then brother bought it for you and gave it to the teacher."

Zhang Qiao shook his head: 【The teacher said, you can't get something for nothing. 】

However, there was still a touch of disappointment and regret in his eyes.In my heart, I really wanted to buy it for the teacher to make her happy, but in the end I chose to abide by her education.

Jun Xijiu rubbed the child's forehead: "Good boy."

That teacher is also a good teacher.

Jun Xijiu had a troubled look on his face: "Brother has something that needs to be done by two people, and the friend who agreed to help together didn't come, can you help brother?"

After a pause, he said: "The reward is the stuff of this shop, how about it?"

Zhang Qiao's eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded: [Yes! 】

Jun Xijiu let go of his senses and summoned a few wild meows.

Zhang Qiao took the cat food and carefully counted the quantity one by one before distributing them to the cats.It should be taught by that teacher, what to do should be fair and just, and if the cat food is broken, some extra will be added.

There was a domineering meow that ate its own portion and turned to grab other cat food. Zhang Qiao earnestly taught the cats not to compete, but to be harmonious and friendly with their companions.

How can meows understand.

And his idea communication is limited to Jun Xijiu.

But with Jun Xijiu, the big meow, all the meows began to obey the rules.

Seeing them eating cat food side by side, Zhang Qiao grinned.

The face is still ugly and a little scary, but the light that blooms in the eyes is extremely beautiful.

It wasn't until the bag of cat food was fed that Zhang Qiao looked at Jun Xijiu with bright eyes, reserved and didn't directly ask for reward, but looked at him expectantly.

Jun Xijiu took him back to the bakery again.

When they passed by, the length of the line had been reduced a lot. At this point in time, most people had already started to go to work, and it didn't take long to buy things.

The school that Zhang Qiao attended was a charitable educational institution, and there were not many students. Seriously speaking, it should be regarded as a welfare institution.The fee is very low or directly free of charge, and all primary school students with hearing and hearing disabilities or intellectual disabilities are recruited.

The school is still some distance away, and Jun Xijiu directly shuttled there without leading the way. On the way, Ling Lingsan asked Ling Lingsan to collect sign language information and start shorthand.

In order to quickly memorize those gestures and use them flexibly, he strengthened the development of his mental power, and forcibly entered the relevant content directly into his mind by engraving.

The aftereffect is that the head will hurt a little.

But still within the tolerable range.

When they were in class when they passed, they easily entered in the name of sponsorship.But this is not an excuse, Jun Xi Jiuzhen intends to donate a sum of money.

Zero Zero Three has checked just now, the person in charge of this charitable educational organization is very good, because his own child has a disability, so he treats the same child very carefully.

Every year, I have to put in a lot of money myself, just to provide a warm and comfortable environment for these children as much as possible, so that their growth will be less difficult.

Jun Xijiu looked at the school environment.

It is said that it is a school, but it is more like a large "home" in construction.The handling of various small details gives people a very warm feeling, a sense of comfort and relaxation.

The principal happily received Jun Xijiu.

He personally took Jun Xijiu to visit the school. At the beginning, he only wandered around the periphery and deliberately avoided the teaching area. He took him to watch after the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

After class in different ordinary schools, there are laughter everywhere.

It's very quiet here.

This is a silent world.

Seeing Jun Xijiu, the principal suddenly stood still, and didn't speak any more, and stood quietly by his side.Although the other party didn't say it out loud, he could understand the mood at this time.

"Can I teach them a lesson?"

Jun Xijiu 'said' this sentence in sign language.

The principal was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes."

He also uses sign language.

A full-level professor at NUS is more than enough to teach an elementary school student.

Returning to the classroom after the break, the original teacher introduced Jun Xijiu to the students, and after a few minutes, he integrated into their group.

What is missing will be compensated elsewhere.

They can sense the kindness unleashed by the new teacher.

Zhang Qiao also sat quietly in an empty seat, which originally belonged to him.He had only passed away about half a month ago, and the seat was still reserved for him.

Carefully touched the stickers on the table, and there was a row full of stickers.These were customized by the principal, and the patterns of the stickers were all designed in their own image.

The patterns are a bit ugly, they painted them themselves.They are all childish and concise stick figures with a high degree of similarity, but he can tell who is who.

Jun Xijiu looked at the children below, except that they were quieter and more well-behaved than ordinary children, there was no big difference in other aspects.

They don't need sympathy, they need approval.

A class is very fast, and the students are still a little nostalgic when the get out of class is over.Several lively children surrounded him and asked him if he would give them lectures in the future.

Jun Xijiu didn't know the progress of the students. What he said just now didn't follow the textbook, but told them a piece of history in a simple and easy-to-understand story.

Children, rather than dull lessons, prefer listening to stories.

Jun Xijiu finally promised to take time to watch them.

Today's class is followed by a big break.

It's winter vacation now.

Some children here were abandoned because of their defects, and lived directly in the dormitory of the school. Except for those whose parents were taken back, there was very little time for class recently.

After Jun Xijiu, he took them to paint together again.

Together they complete a painting on a large sheet of paper.

Jun Xijiu didn't show his superb painting skills. Recalling the feeling when he first came into contact with painting, he let go of the rules and went to 'graffiti' at will. Unexpectedly, he broke through the painting skills that have been stuck in the bottleneck. .

It can also be regarded as an unexpected harvest.

After drawing, the children looked at each other and laughed.

No sound.

But the smile is as warm as the sun.

The teacher Zhang Qiao liked distributed the bread given to all the children equally, the way Zhang Qiao distributed cat food in the same way as Zhang Qiao distributed cat food.

Jun Xijiu also got a copy.

taste good.

Jun Xijiu started a live broadcast after returning home.

The live broadcast room is still very happy. Although their voices cannot be heard, the mood and emotions of the audience behind the screen can be felt through the text.

"Don't laugh, big devil, I've prepared my notebook obediently."

"Ahhh, even if there is a knife in the rations with this gentle smile, I will eat it!"

"Just spread the fear of learning, I have nothing to fear!"

"Smile so beautifully, there are mountains of swords and seas of fire in front of me, and I also fell in."

"If I keep this smile throughout the whole process, I will recognize both pain and happiness."

Jun Xijiu looked at the barrage and stroked the corner of his lower lip, so he was smiling?

He raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't study today, so let's tell you a story."

The live broadcast room instantly rejoiced and screamed.

After 1 minute, except for the subtitle barrage, all other chat barrages disappeared.

All the audience kept quiet and watched Jun Xijiu weave a magnificent story with each gesture.

The silent world is still very exciting.