Chapter 213： Master Fu, the Treasure of the Town Hall

Chapter 213 The Treasure of the Town Hall, Master Fu

Qiqi was a little confused, so she looked at a group of strange little brothers and sisters at the long desk.

They were all faces she had never seen before, they were indeed not from Taoxi Village, and they were much older than them, almost all in their teens.

Qi Qi covered her small mouth, and curiously asked her friends, "Why are you famous?"

The little friends looked at each other and smiled, pulled Qiqi aside, mysteriously, "Wait a minute, you'll know after reading it."

Several kids squatted next to the small amusement park, whispering while eating snacks.

Qi Qi hadn't finished eating halfway through her mouth and smile, when she saw a strange little brother standing up and walking this way, with a pen and paper in his hand, hesitating a bit.

The other people who were sitting with him all looked up at this moment, looking very nervous.

A teenage boy walked to the counter, hesitated for a long time before mustering up the courage, and asked the old man on the opposite side nervously, "Mr. Teacher, I have a math problem that I don't understand. Can you teach me?"

Master Fu was immersed in high mathematics. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and lifted his reading glasses. "Math problem? Let me see."

The boy immediately handed over the homework.

"Quadratic function? This is a knowledge point learned only in the third grade of junior high school. Are you a third grader in junior high school?" The old man looked at the math problem, took out the draft book from his hand, and asked casually.

The boy's eyes lit up, and he nodded hastily, "Yes, I'm in the third year of middle school! I don't quite understand the many difficulties in the winter vacation homework assigned by the school. I heard from people who came back from the library that there is a teacher here, who is a professor of the university... I , We had the courage to come over and ask the teacher for guidance."

The boy pursed his lips immediately after speaking, his eyes staring at the old man were full of uneasiness.

Master Fu smiled gently at him and nodded, "All teachers will like students who love to learn, and they should also love to learn and dare to ask questions."

He handed the draft paper with the formulas written on it to the boy, "I have listed the formulas to be used in this question above, you take it first, think about how to use these formulas to solve the problem, if you still don't understand, come here I will guide you again."

After finishing speaking, the old man said again, "Over the years, the quadratic function will appear as the final exam question in the entrance examination for the third year of junior high school. Only after careful consideration can you master it."

"Okay! Thank you, teacher!" The boy's face burst into a smile, and the uneasiness in his eyes dissipated, and the light was surprisingly bright.

After the boy returned to his seat, someone came over immediately, one after another came to solve the problem with books and test papers.

The old man will guide you one by one.

The boys and girls gathered around the counter began to look at the old man with more and more respect.

Qiqi even forgot to eat when she was smiling, her mouth half-opened, her eyes full of admiration, "My great-grandfather is so amazing, he knows all the questions my brothers and sisters can ask!"

Goudan and Huazi were no less shocked than Qiqi.

The students in their village are all primary school students, and junior high school and high school are at fault, let alone university. There have been no college students in the village for decades.

So when they asked Grandpa Qiqi for advice on something they didn't understand, all they gave were elementary school questions, and they already felt that Grandpa Qiqi was very old.

Unexpectedly, my great-grandfather could teach junior high school subjects at will, and he knew more than one subject, including Chinese, mathematics and English! Even physical chemistry can tell a thing or two!

"It turns out that the university professor is so powerful..." Huazi hung his chin to his chest, admiring and shocked, "It's really omnipotent!"

His little heart under his chest was beating non-stop, as if something had planted a seed in his heart, just waiting to take root and sprout.

Qi Qi opened her eyes, nodded her head again and again, "It turns out that our library is so famous because of the presence of my great-grandfather!"

So grandpa is the treasure of the library!

…

Children still know the tip of the iceberg of the concept of "famous".

In fact, as Qiqi thought, Mr. Fu became the treasure of the library.

The people who came to Taoxi Village to inquire that day spread what they saw and heard after they returned.

A small village in Taoxi Village suddenly built a magnificent and luxurious library, which is certainly eye-catching.

But still nowhere near as shocking as having a university professor sitting in the library.

Hagilu Township has ten miles and eight townships, each village has different conditions, some are poor and some are rich.

Only one thing is the same.

That is the natural awe of the teacher.

What is a teacher? A gardener who teaches and educates people! They are scholars who give lectures on the sacred platform!

What's more, the one who sits in Taoxi Village is not an ordinary teacher, but a professor who can teach college students in a university!

Counting the entire Hagilu Town, how many college students have there been in these years? You can count on ten fingers!

So someone immediately poked and planned to open it.

Those who are close to Taoxi Village and have children studying at home will send their children to Qiqi Library when they are free or not.

When you go to the library, you don’t care if your child reads or does not study. Even if you have the scholarly atmosphere of an old professor, you will feel that your child’s temperament is different after you come out to be a parent.

Up to a new level!

Like today’s boys and girls who came here because they wanted to study, there are not a few in other villages, but they didn’t rush so early, and they were still making preparations at home.

A new village four or five miles away from Taoxi Village.

Twelve or thirteen-year-old boys were pushing bicycles with schoolbags on their backs. The front of the bike was covered with large and small bags, and their faces were still full of apprehension.

"Mom, is this possible? He is a professor at a university. Will he teach me this kind of junior high school student?"

A middle-aged woman in a padded jacket and an apron came out of the kitchen, holding a bag of things in her hand, "Success! Why not? Didn't you hear from the people who came back from the village yesterday that the old professor is kind! If you have any questions, please help me." Just ask, otherwise, with your test papers and difficult problems, where can you find someone who can teach you? My parents haven’t graduated from elementary school, so I can’t help you even if I want to.”

The woman hung her things on the front of the car, "This is freshly boiled glutinous corn. It smells delicious. You can take it to the old professor. Go quickly. If you go late, there may be no seats left."

"That's so exaggerated..." The boy muttered, and finally pushed the car out, and met other companions in the village at the entrance of the village, and went to Taoxi Village together.

Xizhong Village.

Wang Jianzhong also has students in his family.

His eldest grandson is just in the first year of junior high school, and his niece is already in the third year of high school. It is time to prepare for the exam.

The family thought about sending the two children to the Qiqi Library to ask the old professor for some guidance.

Now the family is raging a lot, for no other reason, and Wang Jianzhong can't help it.

"I asked you to send the child there, what are you arguing about? Is the child's future more important or your face?" Wang Jianzhong's wife was so angry that she sat under the eaves and cried and wiped her tears. Contradictory? You, at worst, let’s return the money we earned from them! In short, the children must be sent to school!”

The old woman made trouble, the son and daughter-in-law of the Wang family also made trouble, and even the relatives' faces were not good-looking.

Seven or eight people squatted under the eaves of the corridor, their complaining eyes were like knives, and they scraped at Wang Jianzhong.

Wang Jianzhong has the heart to scold his mother.

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