Crossing the Collapsed Iron and Rebuilding Yalilo

On the first day of school, there were not many students. Apart from the children of the Children's Commune, there were only some children from Clara and Panyan Town. No children from other towns came.

The main reason was that it had only been a few days since the lockdown was lifted, and many parents wanted to send their children to study there.

But Xia Zhihui was not in a hurry. The schools in the upper district seemed very beautiful, but there were a few problems.

Can you just go in casually?

Will the tuition fees after entering put pressure on your family?

If you encounter school violence, do you think the teacher will favor the children of the nobles in the upper district or the children of the miners in the lower district?

Grandpa Reza walked faster than Xia Zhihui in school with crutches.

Natasha came over and said a few words in the playground speech on the first morning, and the rest was Grandpa Reza's chattering, in short, some words about studying hard and being a good person. Fortunately, his speech was not long, about ten minutes, and then he asked the children to take the exam.

Every child who enters the school must take a baseline test so that they can be divided into classes.

Xia Zhihui stood on the small playground and watched the children go upstairs, silent.

Seeing this, Xi'er next to him advised

"If you are so worried, you can stay and be the principal."

"No, I have an appointment with them."

March 7 and the others were already waiting for him in the upper area. They were now sitting at a small open-air table in the central square, drinking juice and reading books.

Through the glass, Xia Zhihui could easily see the children's anxious looks.

Hook chewed on the tip of his pen and began to tamper with the history of Beloberg.

Alina wrote and drew on the math test paper. I don't know what she changed the example diagram of the graphic problem to.

Clara had a separate test paper. She had been tested by Xiluwa before. At this time, she was doing a new mechanics test paper, which was jointly prepared by Xiluwa and Xia Zhihui. Xiluwa was no longer dressed as a rock musician. Instead, she took off all the spiked decorations on her body and changed into ordinary clothes. Perhaps she wanted to leave the children with the impression that school is for learning knowledge and cannot be treated casually.

However, Xiluwa in casual clothes also has a unique flavor, especially the pair of long legs intertwined under the table.

"Then when are you leaving?"

Xi'er's voice interrupted his observation.

Xia Zhihui turned his head quickly and found that Xi'er didn't notice what he was looking at just now, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"At noon, let's go after lunch. It's a good time to try the noodle sauce I made for the children yesterday."

Grandpa Reza has already checked several classrooms and is coming from the teaching building.

Xier didn't want to see the teacher, so she found an excuse to run away in advance.

"Okay, I'll go on patrol then."

Mr. Reza ignored Xi'er who was leaving and looked at Xia Zhihui with a smile.

"The children are healthy and energetic, even happier than the children I have seen in other towns who are raised by their own parents."

"You did a good job!"

Xia Zhihui shook his head.

"This is just what I should do. I grew up in an orphanage. Once I have the ability, I will naturally become the sky for other children."

"Well, then go out and see other worlds. I will take good care of this school for you."

Old man Reza stood beside him with a crutches, as if he was saying something very ordinary and simple.

Xia Zhihui quickly refused.

"Come on, old man, you are so old!"

"I am really at my wit's end. I am more confident than you, so I came to ask you to be the principal."

"You should examine this group of teachers carefully and choose a successor to retire early. Wouldn’t it be better for them to become a single course teacher or a security guard?"

"Of course..."

Xia Zhihui looked around and leaned over to Mr. Reza.

"It would be better if I could choose a teacher from the lower district."

Teachers from the lower districts will understand better what skills children actually need in their future lives.

Many teachers from the upper districts think they are just here to make money.

Just by invigilating, Xia Zhihui can already tell the difference between the two.

"Teacher Reza, you must keep your sharp eyes on me."

"Hey, kid, don't worry, I'll keep the position of the security guard for you, and I'll keep an eye on these teachers every day."

The two laughed.

After lunch, Xia Zhihui stood empty-handed in the open space in front of the clinic and said goodbye to everyone.

In fact, not many people came. At least many children didn't know that their dear president was going to travel far away, and they were all taken back by Gillian to take a nap.

But Hook, who already knew, didn't care. At this time, he was standing with Natasha.

"I say, why are you making the atmosphere so depressing?"

"You all know that I can come back anytime."

Natasha, who was a little worried at first, felt relieved when she heard this and joked

"How dare you say this? You have such a magical ability, but you hid it from me for so many years."

"You deserve to be punished more than Hook."

Hook shuddered with fear, and then puffed up his face.

"Hook is not afraid of being punished... No, Hook does not deserve to be punished."

Her timid and stubborn expression instantly amused everyone.

But Hook just looked around at this group of unscrupulous adults, and quickly took out a small book from his pocket and handed it to Xia Zhihui.

"Hook heard from his brother Jeppard that the adults of the Silver Mane Guard all had a small book to prove their identity."

"You used to be in charge of the cafeteria. Hook was afraid that you would go hungry, so he had to recruit you as a non-staff member. Now you are no longer in charge of the cafeteria. Congratulations on joining the Mole Gang."

"This is your proof of membership in the Mole Gang. You must keep it safe. If you are bullied outside, take this certificate to Hook and he will definitely help you fight back!"

Good fellow," Xia Zhihui's eyes twitched. How can joining the Mole Gang be forced?

However, looking at the Mole Gang identity certificate in his hand, which was made up of several pieces of paper of different thicknesses, although it was hand-painted, it also had many delicate patterns, Xia Zhihui still felt a little warm.

Natasha looked at the small notebook in his hand and remembered the gap in the cover of the notebook she saw last night.

Her fists hardened.

Hook, what are you doing again?

Why do you want to tear up my notebook to make an identity certificate for Xia Zhihui?

But looking at the smile on Xia Zhihui's face, she softened her heart.

"Don't worry about going to other worlds. I'm still here in the lower areas. Now there are fewer things to do in the underground and fire areas. I have more free time to focus on the school."

"I won't say anything more. You have been the smartest and most mature child in the Rivet Town Orphanage since you were a child. In the future, you must not only take care of yourself, but also take care of your companions. They are all heroes of Beloberg."

"Well, don't worry."

Xia Zhihui nodded, and finally looked at Xi'er who had remained silent, and smiled.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Xier lowered her head, rushed into his arms in a few steps, and hugged him tightly.

The sudden warmth in Xia Zhihui's arms made him a little overwhelmed for a moment, but then he reacted and hugged Xier with his backhand.

Smelling the faint fragrance between the beauty's hair, Xia Zhihui rubbed her soft and warm cheek.

Hook saw the two hugging each other, thinking that it was time to hug, and hurried over. Halfway through, he was pulled back by the collar of his clothes by Fesman. His two short legs were swinging in the air. Looking back, Father Fesman made a silent expression to her.

Natasha showed a satisfied smile on her face, and Oleg stood beside her with his mouth crooked.

Xiluva gritted her teeth, why haven't I found a partner at this age, and you two are together?

Clara looked around and covered her eyes, but her fingers were extra wide.

The two people who felt each other's body temperature tightly were saying their final goodbyes.

"If you miss me, remember to send me a message"

"Um."