On Changyue Island, the air is indeed quite fresh, and everywhere you go, you can see a large area of green. The agricultural economy has revitalized the island and led to the development of local tourism, so that the natural landscape here is protected to the maximum.

The island is administratively at the county level and consists of several townships. However, it is completely different from those poor and backward rural areas in China, where you can see rows of small buildings everywhere you go, and the islanders here are not shabbyly dressed, all of them are red and well-dressed. It's no wonder, after all, they all get rich by their own labor, and the citrus of Changyue Island is famous all over the country and even drives the tourism industry of Dongjiang City, which is enough to make them proud.

The tour guide is a woman in her thirties, who also seems to be a local, she led the students of Guangyue High School to travel on Changyue Island in a small bus, after all, the island is not small, and the physical exertion for students is too serious on foot.

The female tour guide surnamed Sun said loudly through a megaphone: "Okay, students, the next place we are going to is Xingmu Garden, which retains many buildings left over from the Tang and Song dynasties, and is also one of the tourist attractions on Changyue Island......

The tour guide was very interested and began to tell the historical story of Changyue Island, which naturally added oil and vinegar, and it was also very colorful. However, most of the students didn't seem to have much interest in listening to it, and more were eating snacks, watching the scenery outside the car window, and then using the script to communicate information. And they also saw that outside the car window, farmers could be seen carrying several baskets of citrus at all times, and according to the guide, the island is famous for its citrus. Miss Citrus is even chosen every year. It's a major event on the island.

"That. Guide Sun......" Ye Xiang suddenly raised his hand and interrupted the tour guide who was talking with great interest: "I want to ask you a question." ”

"Well, what?"

"I heard before that the old principal of our high school, Wu Guanglie, lives on Changyue Island now, is that so?"

The tour guide was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, yes." Principal Wu is a person who is almost universally known to us in Changyue Island. The old principal loved education, so he founded Guangyue High School. The citrus orchard he contracted is also one of the attractions we will visit tomorrow. When the time comes, the old principal will also meet with you. ”

At this time, An Yuexing, who was sitting in the front row, turned his head back and focused his eyes on Ye Xiang.

Today's day's itinerary is nothing more than walking around the island. The ancient buildings and natural idyllic scenery of Nagagetsu Island are well preserved, but no one is in the mood to visit them.

By the time the boat arrived on the island, it was already afternoon. After a few hours of playing, it quickly darkened. It's past five o'clock. The bus took everyone to the place where they were going to live, Jinyue Village on Changyue Island. Jinyue Village itself is a place dedicated to receiving foreign tourists, and nine times out of ten, the people of this village run homestays. The B&Bs here are all connected huts, about three to four people per room, and the distribution is the same as the school dormitory.

After a day of walking, most of the people were tired and hungry, and they were also sent to the restaurant in Jinyue Village. Six classes of hundreds of students gathered in the cafeteria, filling every table. And their dinner, which is not ready-made, has a basin in front of them, which is filled with a large amount of meat, and next to it are stacks of small mountain-high wonton wrappers.

It is said that this was the suggestion made by the old headmaster after hearing that the students were coming to Nagagetsu Island. The teacher of the Academic Affairs Office said that the old principal believes that the current education should be quality education, and the students' hands-on ability should be cultivated, so tonight's dinner, I hope everyone can do it by themselves, and they will make the wontons by themselves, and then the students at each table will send their own wontons to eat, and then serve them to everyone after they are cooked. I have to say that Wu Guanglie, the old principal, is indeed very thoughtful. Today's only children are spoiled too much by their parents, and they can't even wash their own underwear. The academic affairs teacher added that this time there will be a competition for the wonton making event, and there will be special prizes for which table is the best.

So, everyone started making wontons.

Who sits at the same table is usually arranged at the time of class. Ye Xiang sat with Yushuo.

The final countdown has entered before the arrival of the terrifying moment. At this time, it was already completely dark outside. At this moment, everyone is extremely nervous, where is there any mood to make wontons!

The teacher from the Academic Affairs Office returned to the teacher's seat, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to make wontons with the others. And sitting beside him were Ann Yuexing, and Grandier!

"Teacher Solan is a foreigner, I wonder if Lu Dao will make wontons?" The teacher in the Academic Affairs Office looked at Grandil and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, I'll just learn slowly."

Grandier's Chinese can be said to be pure and green, and there is no such foreigner's jerky feeling at all.

And An Yuexing also took the wonton skin and began to wrap the wontons. The dignified giant of the fallen star camp actually wants to make wontons with a group of high school students, which is really as funny as it is.

"Director Zhao." An Yuexing quickly finished wrapping the first wonton, and said to the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office beside him: "Old principal, I wonder if Lu Dao can meet him as soon as possible?" ”

"Hehe, that's right, Mr. Li, you were Principal Wu's student at the beginning. Among the old principal's group of students, you were the one he praised the most. ”

Speaking of this, the teacher of the Academic Affairs Office changed his words again: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen the old principal for many years. At that time, I didn't know what Lu Dao was doing, so he stepped down from the position of principal, which was a pity. Principal Wu really wants to devote himself to the cause of education, why did he stop serving as a principal at that time? ”

Wu Guanglie, obviously a breakthrough!

Grandier asked, "I've only been here for the last few years, but I've heard people talk about the old headmaster a lot. ”

"Yes, Mr. Solan. Hiring foreign teachers was also a proposal by Principal Wu, who said that there are still too many problems in English teaching, so he suggested that we hire foreigners to serve as English teachers to convey pure English to students. ”

"Hehe, yes."

Grandil smiled and continued to wrap the wontons in his hand. For a man like him, who usually eats mostly steak and red wine, making wontons is definitely the first time since he was born, and the result is messy. However, he ignored it, put a wonton with a terrible image on the plate on the side, and continued: "Director, you really don't know what to do, why did the old principal step down in the first place? ”

"I really don't know, there were various theories at that time, and I don't know the specifics. Some people say it's due to physical reasons, while others say it's because the principal wants to go back to retire...... However, I always feel that the reason for the resignation of the old principal is not so simple. Because I have the impression that he is the kind of person who is naturally passionate about education, and he definitely does not like the rural life. When the college entrance examination was resumed in 1977, he was very excited, saying that he must open a high school to train students to be admitted to universities and change their fate. ”

At this time, it was about five kilometers away from Jinyue Village.

It was next to a lake.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat was fishing by the lake. The middle-aged man was very patient, there was only a small fish in the bucket beside him, and it was so late, but he was still staring at the lake, hoping that a fish would be hooked.

"Hmmm......"

Suddenly, he sensed something on the hook, and hurriedly pulled the fishing line excitedly.

"Coming, coming......"

Later, when he pulled the hook up, he saw clusters of black things on the surface of the lake.

"What's that?" The middle-aged man turned on the flashlight on the side and shone it on the surface of the lake.

Then he saw what kind of fish he had caught, but a clump of hair!

As the hook continued to be pulled up, he was horrified to see a miserable white head rise to the surface, staring at him! (To be continued......)