Killer Transmigrates to the 60s, Beats Up Scum, and Goes to the Countryside

A modern female assassin, who perished with her organization, opens her eyes in the 1960s after enduring a brutal beating. Her shameless relatives stole the original host's job, seized her moth...

Chapter 84 School Construction and Teacher Selection

After working until late at night, Cao Kun lay on the bed, thinking about the kiss and regretting why he couldn't control himself!

But he couldn't help but savor that kiss, it was so sweet, fragrant and soft.

Thinking of my brother, I was worried that he would be disabled.

I looked at my brother worriedly, and luckily he actually reacted, then I cursed myself in my heart.

Cao Kun, ah Cao Kun, you are eight years older than me, and you have dirty thoughts about me. Are you still a human being?

I didn't look at my brother, turned over, closed my eyes and went to sleep, and didn't let myself think about it anymore...

But he actually had such a damn dream. In the dream, his little girl was nestled in his arms tenderly.

That cute look made him unable to stop. He lowered his head and held her cherry lips, kissing her deeply, while his hands roamed all over her body.

The more he heard her begging for mercy beneath him, the more he wanted to possess her and rub her into his blood.

In the dream, his whole body was numb, and he took her up to the sky...

Cao Kun woke up suddenly, looked around and found that he was dreaming.

Looking at his brother, he surrendered in his dream, but now he still stands proudly.

While comforting his brother, he was thinking about his little girl, feeling a little sweet in the bitterness...

After quickly coming back to my senses, I heard that there was no sound around me, so I quickly changed my pants and went out to wash clothes, cursing myself in my heart again.

The beginning of a new day also brought good news. The small workshop started to operate. Anran handed over the proportions and operation procedures to a few people, and everyone was busy.

The school was built and Tian Dahu came to find An Ran.

An Ran followed Tian Dahu to the school and looked at the rooms in front of her. They were all built according to her own design. There were six classrooms in total, including large and small classrooms.

The captain asked: Ran girl, how do you feel?

An Ran nodded and said: Not bad.

After thinking for a while, he said: We still need a name. We need to give the school a name.

There is also a separate room set aside as the teacher's office.

The captain nodded and asked: What's your name?

An Ran replied: I have thought of one, but I don’t know if it will work. How about calling it Liushu Brigade Hope Primary School?

The team leader agreed, saying, "This name sounds good. Hope Primary School. I hope the children will have a bright future. Good name, let's call it that."

An Ran said: The old man called Old Man Liang and asked him what he thought of the name, and also told him that the school was completed and reported to him.

Then we told the other villages, and the school officially opened three days later.

Those who need to register in the next two days should register, go back and prepare, and come to school when the time comes.

He also asked the village chief to call those who took the exam to the threshing ground.

Looking at the person who came, An Ran said: Everyone, please be quiet. I finished looking at your test papers last night, and just now I asked the accountant to look at the test papers and select a few teachers.

Now I will announce the results, and then the selected people will bring the children from the village and put the tables, chairs and benches in the classroom.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the result.

An Ran looked at them and started to read out their names. She heard her read: Che Jie's test score is 98 points. He is standing on the right.

Xia Lan is ninety-seven, on the right side.

Chen Manman and Jiang Lina, ninety-one and ninety-three, on the right side.

Chen Laidi and Liu Hongxia, ninety-three and ninety-one, on the right side.

Qin Fang and Fu Xiaoxiao, eighty-six and eighty-six, on the left.

Tian Fenglan and Li Caihong, on the left, eighty-five and eighty-eight.

The others were in the seventies and stood still.

Accountant Zhou stood up and said: Six comrades who scored above 90 points were elected as teachers with the consent of the village cadres.

The other four candidates who scored above 80 points can also be elected. They are considered to be temporary seats. Why are they temporary seats?

That is to make you persist in studying, because if there is an opportunity, the educated youth may still leave, and then you will replace them, so you must persist in studying and don't slack off.

Similarly, those who scored above 70 points can continue to work hard. It is not only those who scored 80 points who have opportunities. As long as you persist in learning, you will also have opportunities.

Okay, those who are selected can take their children and move the chairs, and the others can go to work.

Wang Zhaodi grabbed the corner of her clothes and asked: Accountant Zhou, can I ask what my score is?

Accountant Zhou glanced at An Ran and seeing that she had no objection, he took out Wang Zhaodi's test paper, glanced at it, frowned, and wondered what the hell was written on this?

Then he handed the test paper to Wang Zhaodi. After Wang Zhaodi took it and read it, she asked unwillingly: Comrade An, are you targeting me?

Why do I have so many faults?

I did everything right, didn't I?

Why are you targeting me?

The people who had already walked out stopped in their tracks after hearing her words and turned back to look at the two of them.

An Ran laughed, and laughed out loud, while finding Che Jie and Xia Lan's test papers.

He waved to Tian Fenglan, Li Caihong, and Liu Hongxia, signaling them to come over.

Then he stopped laughing and said: "Please take a look at these two scrolls." He reached out and took Wang Zhaodi's scroll and handed it to the four of them.

The three of them looked at the two papers. The questions they didn't know how to answer were written very clearly on this paper, and the three of them were very impressed.

Look at Wang Zhaodi's. Her handwriting is not as good as theirs. She can't even answer the questions as well as them. How can she have the nerve to say that everything she did was right?