Chapter 2606
face warmed up.*Yao Huan took a nap in the afternoon and woke up sitting at the window bored with a picture book.it was getting dark, and Yao Jing sketched out a few strokes at random, leaving the las...Chapter 2606
when Jiangtu Nan arrived at the place mentioned by Qin Weiyin, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon. It was a small manor backed by mountains and water, and the scenery was really good.
after entering, at a glance, several villas are located in the middle of the garden, there is a three-story library in the middle, and other places are lawns and gardens.
A young man in a white sweatshirt came to pick her up in a sightseeing bus. As soon as he opened his mouth and showed his snow-white teeth, he said with a hearty smile, "Hello, Miss Jiang. My name is Zhou Han. I am a student of teacher Qin. I have come to pick you up."
he said, taking Jiang Tunan's suitcase and putting it in the car.
"Hello, Jiang Tunan!"
Jiang Tunan said hello to him, sat on the sightseeing bus and drove to the last villa.
when he entered the villa, Zhou Han said with a smile, "teacher Qin is teaching the children. Let me arrange for you to stay first."
"Hello." Jiang Tunan smiled softly and gently. "We are about the same age. Generally speaking, I am half a disciple of teacher Qin. We are all the same. Don't use honorific, just call me by name."
Zhou Han smiled happily, "that's right, we are friends when we meet!"
he walked to the second floor with his suitcase. As he went up the stairs, Jiang Tunan noticed that the door of a sunny bedroom on the first floor was half open and the servant in the manor was cleaning up the room.
she turned around and asked, "is anyone else coming"
Zhou Han looked at it and scratched his head. "A friend of teacher Qin just came. I don't know if he will stay. Teacher Qin asked people to clean up the room first."
Jiangtu Nan nodded, without much thought, and stepped up to the second floor.
when he got upstairs, he put down his luggage. Zhou Han glanced at the time. "Mr. Qin's class is almost over at this time. Let's go over."
Jiangtunan answered and went downstairs with him.
Zhou Han pointed to her with his finger as he spoke.
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Jiangtunan asked, "are there many students"
"all the students who want to come have come. There are more than thirty children in all."
"several of us have not been idle and bought textbooks. In addition to teacher Qin's teaching of art, we also teach maths and Chinese as major subjects."
Jiang Tunan admired Qin Weiyin and her students. She asked, "is there anything I can do"
you can do whatever you want.
"I don't think so for the time being. If so, teacher Qin will arrange it." The sunshine of Zhou Han's smile is handsome.
Jiangtu Nan nodded, "will it be crowded for thirty children to live in that villa they can come to my place. I think there are still many rooms."
"that's enough, the villa where the children live is the most spacious of these villas, and it's easy for the children to live together." Zhou Han explained.
Jiangtunan said nothing more.
the lounge on the first floor of the library has been converted into a classroom. Just after class, few of the children left their seats, excitedly looking at each other's paintings in class.
Children from seven or eight to eleven or twelve years old have innocent faces and sit at their desks carefree. This scene makes Jiangtu Nan cannot help stopping.
some children saw Zhou Han and ran out one after another,
"Mr. Zhou!"
"Mr. Zhou is here!"
A group of children revolved around Zhou Han, their eyes shining with curiosity and joy. "Mr. Zhou, when will you continue the story you told us last time"
"what happened to that man, Mr. Zhou"
Zhou Han was surrounded. With patience and smile on a young and handsome face, he looked up and explained to Jiang Tunan, "I teach them Chinese lessons, and the next class is mine!" in her eyes, your children wouldn't all be in prison! "the elders are immoral, and long-term ideological indoctrination will make their children treat the interests and lives of others as children's...