Lizhai Hope Primary School, inside the classroom.

Jiang Hua stood on the podium and looked at his children sitting below, looking eagerly at him.

These children of varying ages are all children of nearby villagers in Lizhai. Most of their families are financially poor. Only a few children from Renzhong Village are financially better off.

The original reason why he decided to invest in Project Hope was because he offended Lao He from the province. In order to protect himself, he built himself a golden body.

Time has passed, and Lao He can no longer threaten him, but looking at the children sitting in the spacious and bright classroom, he is somewhat grateful for the decision he made.

"Students, let's stand up and applaud Principal Jiang."

Sha Ping looked at Jiang Hua with a smirk on his face. The higher he praised Jiang Hua now, the more embarrassing he would be if Jiang Hua's lectures were not good enough.

Yesterday at the bar, he was exposed by Zhao Qingyan. He had already been killed once, and now he urgently needed someone to support him.

"Sit down, students, please sit down. Let's not engage in formalism."

Jiang Hua pressed his hands lightly and asked the children, who were standing up sparingly, to sit down.

After all, it is a rural primary school, and the educational resources cannot keep up. Compared with students in the city, these children are lagging behind in all aspects.

Sha Zhanzhi was also sitting in the back row of the classroom. He sat next to Sha Ping. After his son sat down, he said with emotion: "You can calm down and take root here. To be honest, I am quite surprised."

He knew better than anyone what kind of virtue his son had in the past. Now Shaping was able to put aside his flashiness, cut off all contact with his former gangster friends, and become a rural teacher honestly, which made him very happy.

"Dad, how long do you think Jiang Hua can last?"

Sha Ping has been a teacher for a while and has deep experience. He knows that teaching children, especially those with poor foundation, is really laborious.

He estimated that Jiang Hua could not speak more than a few words and would probably stand on the podium in a daze.

"Don't underestimate him. This guy is the reincarnation of Sun Monkey, a monkey spirit. I'm not sure. Do you think he will stand up and make you laugh?"

Sha Zhanzhi glanced at his son and knew what he was thinking.

"I still don't believe it."

Sha Ping looked unconvinced. He could subdue these children, but it took a lot of patience and time.

Don't look at these guys. They are all sitting there, wearing their clothes on. Soon, there will be those who gossip, those who desert, and those who hold their stomachs and play with urine. The new teachers will all be raped.

Several of them ran away in anger.

A-Mei was also sitting in the back row. There was worry hidden in her eyes. The children in Li Village were more naughty than the children outside. She was worried that Jiang Hua would not be able to subdue these naughty children.

"It's been a while since school started, but you missed a class. I'm here to make up for it today."

After Jiang Hua finished speaking, he turned around and wrote the words "First Lesson of School" on the blackboard.

In his previous life, "The First Lesson of School" was a large-scale public welfare program jointly launched by CCTV and the Ministry of Education. Although Jiang Hua was an old bachelor, he had watched this program and felt that it was very well done.

"What is he doing?"

Sha Ping was confused and didn't understand what Jiang Hua wanted to say at all.

"Students, do you know what big events are happening in our country this year?"

After Jiang Hua finished writing, he threw away the chalk and asked with a smile.

"Asian Games!"

The naughty children answered in unison.

As long as they are not forced to do questions or memorize texts, they are still willing to chat with the teacher.

"Yes, in preparation for the Asian Games, our capital has undergone major changes. These are some photos I collected. Let's circulate them to each other and take a look."

Jiang Hua took out some newspaper clippings and photos cropped from magazines.

There was no way, there were no smart phones in this era, and there was no way to find photos online. He wanted his children to see the new changes in the capital, so he could only read newspapers and some magazines.

These cropped photos were all collected by him yesterday. It is convenient to have a secretary. She can help you with these trivial things.

The naughty children immediately swarmed up and competed for the photos. They felt that this new principal was quite interesting and his classes were different from other teachers.

"What kind of class is this for him?"

Sha Ping's face was full of astonishment.

Ever since he found out that Jiang Hua couldn't even prove the Pythagorean theorem, he had been waiting to see his joke, but he didn't know that this guy didn't play by the rules.

"It's interesting, keep reading."

Sha Zhanzhi showed an interesting expression.

"Today, the first theme we talk about is to look at the world."

Jiang Hua wrote the words "Look at the world" on the blackboard again.

Taking advantage of the enthusiasm of the children, he began to talk about some famous foreign buildings and some strange things he had read on the Internet in his previous life.

This was the first time for the naughty children to take this kind of class. They all sat upright and listened with great interest.

Then, Jiang Hua held a prize-winning quiz for everyone to guess what the mascot of this year's Asian Games would be.

Good guy, the atmosphere in the classroom was suddenly lifted.

Although it has not been officially announced yet, everyone almost knows what the mascot of the Asian Games will be, and Jiang Hua’s prize-winning guess just now was completely a free-point question.

"The flag of our ancestors."

Jiang Hua wrote down the second topic on the blackboard again.

If we had talked about patriotic education at the beginning, the children might not be very interested, but now it is different. The atmosphere has been stirred up, and Jiang Hua's words are funny, and the children are very happy to listen to Principal Jiang's stories.

Not only the children listened with gusto, but also Sha Zhanzhi, who was sitting in the back, also listened very seriously.

"Write it down. I think the content of his lecture is very meaningful. Maybe we can improve it and try to promote it."

Sha Zhanzhi took advantage of Jiang Hua's break to drink water and gave instructions to the middle-aged secretary beside him.

The big leader looked at the problem differently, and he immediately realized that Jiang Hua's lesson had extraordinary significance.

"He's being opportunistic."

Shaping looked deeply shocked.

He was only waiting to see Jiang Hua's jokes and use him as a backer, but he didn't know that Jiang Hua would not follow the routine and come up with new tricks in one class.

"Study hard. If you can be half as good as him, I won't have to worry about you in the future."

Sha Zhanzhi glared at his son and said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

Amei sat aside and looked at Jiang Hua with admiring eyes. She felt that this man knew everything and was really amazing.

Zhao Qingyan saw all this in her eyes and sighed softly. Sometimes she hoped that Jiang Hua would not be so outstanding, so that Amei would not fall into it.

Jiang Hua's class lasted for more than an hour. It wasn't until the inventory in his mind was almost exhausted that he finally said, "That's it for today. get out of class is over."

"Thank you teacher!"

The naughty children all stood up and took the initiative to thank Jiang Hua.
Chapter completed!