Chapter 575 Luo Chong's Gift (Please subscribe and vote)

Niu Wei was just sighing. Actually, they had nothing to do today. The 50 people from the Xin Tribe delegation who stayed with Niu Wei did not need to be divided into classes. They could just be packed into one classroom. What was the point of dividing them?

Although Luo Chong had planned to mix the Xin Tribe's international students with the Han Tribe's students, so as to plant spies among them or turn some of them over to be used by the Han Tribe, that was a plan for the subsequent international students from the Xin Tribe. Those students would be younger and easier to brainwash and control.

Most of the people who followed Niu Wei were old hands. Don't expect to turn them over. The most important thing is that even if they turned over, it would be easy, but it would be too difficult not to let their companions find out. These people have been together for so long, wouldn't their companions know if someone had a different heart?

Don't think things are so good. Luo Chong has never been a blindly confident person. In his previous life, the first thing he did when carrying out a mission was to prepare several backup plans. In fact, it was to consider what to do next if the original plan failed. It is better to talk about failure before victory, so as to avoid mistakes and unnecessary losses.

Niu Wei and his friends were naturally received by the Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, but the students of the Han tribe were the protagonists today.

The students lined up in a long line to register at the table, and then took their forms to line up in the open space behind, just like when Luo Chong first went to school as a child, first find your grade according to age, then boys and girls stand in a row, and then line up in two rows according to height, and each follow their teacher into the teaching building to get to know their class first.

First, they had to remember which teaching building they were in. This was what the teacher told them repeatedly, so that they would not go to the wrong place when they came next time. The next floor was not difficult, after all, there were only three floors in total. Then there were their respective classes. There were six classrooms on each floor, which were easy to find. The classroom doors were also marked with signs in the modern style, with the class names in uppercase and lowercase.

Fortunately, these children all knew how to read. They didn't have to know other things, but they could remember numbers. There was no other reason. They could remember them after seeing them more, and they had to use them every day. After all, these characters were on the coins of the Han tribe.

However, one thing that was different from the modern era was that the Han tribe did not have a clear grade system, but simply divided them into several levels according to age. Therefore, the classrooms could not be graded in several classes, but in the format of Building No. 1, Class No. 1 (classroom order) with the letter A (floor), and Class No. 2 with the letter B. It did not look like a classroom, but more like the room number of an inn or hotel. However, there were no hotels in the Han tribe now, and the tribesmen could not know what grades were.

The children followed the teacher in a line and chattered as they entered the teaching building. Many of them grew up in Hanyang City, but these high-rise buildings had been built for a year or two, but few people had entered. Usually, they would guess what it was like inside when they were playing outside. Now they were really inside, and they would stay here for several years in the future. Most of them seemed very excited.

Especially when many people climbed the stairs to the second and third floors for the first time, these little guys who were used to living in bungalows were even more excited. They immediately chattered and discussed. There was no school atmosphere at all, but it seemed like a tourist visit.

Because there was no guardrail installed outside the window, according to Luo Chong's requirements, the older the students, the higher the floor. Children are naughty and like to play, but they must not cause a fall accident. When the older children are a little more sensible, Luo Chong dares to let them stand higher.

The children entered the classroom and were arranged by the teacher to sit in their seats. The classroom was full of single empty desks with bookcases, and a stool next to them. They were placed in groups of two, and arranged according to the height of the students outside, with the smaller ones sitting in the front.

Some children were talking to their classmates, while others were timid and silent, just looking out the window silently, hoping to see their parents standing outside and looking at them. However, no one was crying. This phenomenon only existed in modern cities where their ancestors were spoiled by their parents and grandparents. It was impossible for those children in the countryside who were naked and running around everywhere to cry when they went to school. Just like the Han tribe today, although it is called a city, it is actually no different from the scale of a modern village. After all, there are farmlands outside the city, and the families still raise chickens and pigs.

On the third floor of Building No. 2, Class No. 6, Qubing was sitting in the back row of the classroom, curiously looking at the decorations in the classroom, and constantly responding to the questions of the classmates around him. Some children who didn't know the situation were asking where the copper button on his head came from, after all, it was something that could not be bought even if they wanted to.

"This was made for me by the chief himself. It was a reward from the chief because I can read a lot."

Some people around were surprised, while others didn't believe it, thinking that this guy was bragging. The leader was a man who did big things and had to manage so many people in the entire tribe. How could he have time to take care of such trivial matters? This was generally believed by the newcomers who joined later. After all, the Han tribe was already very powerful when they joined.

"How could the leader make this for you personally? You must be lying. I don't believe it." A boy sitting in front of Qubing turned around and said.

"What's so deceptive about this? I know a lot of words. Do you know them? The words I know were taught to us by the leader. At that time, we all lived in the cave in the north of the city. There were only a few dozen people in the tribe. The leader had to do everything. What's wrong with making a copper buckle for me alone?" Qubing counterattacked disdainfully.

This little guy has always regarded himself as the elder of the Han tribe, but it is true. At that time, the Han tribe still lived in caves. There were only about fifty people in total. He, his mother, and his aunt were brought back from the Xie tribe by the chief using a pottery basin. It is said that the chief cured his illness and saved him. At that time, the Tree Tribe, Xie Tribe, and Black Rat Tribe were not even known. He was indeed the oldest one.

"Your clan joined the Han tribe so early?" A little girl at Qubing's desk asked in surprise.

Before Qubing could answer, the teacher in front of him suddenly knocked on the blackboard and said,

"Everyone, be quiet. Today I will tell you what I will do next. It's not much. You can go home after I finish it."

After listening, the students fell silent, staring at the teacher in front of them and the pile of things on the desk. Others may not know what they are, but Qubing knows that they are all stationery and books. Although he has not read the contents of the books, he has seen these things.

"Our main task today is to distribute textbooks to everyone. Each of you has four books, one on poetry, one on Chinese etiquette, one on arithmetic, and one on nature. You must keep these books well, because you will need them in the next few years. If they are damaged, you will have to buy them with money.

In addition, considering that this is your first time to enter school, the leader said that he will give each of you a set of gifts. Everyone will have a share. Okay, now start with the students in the first row near the door. Go forward to receive your things. Others, don't move. Come one by one."

The students stared at the pile of things on the desk eagerly. It turned out that they were all gifts for everyone. They were actually sent by the leader. I wonder what they are? However,

before the children were asked to wait, a child walked up. This was a girl. She was a little timid. She walked to the side of the podium and didn't dare to speak.

"Well, give the registration form in your hand to the teacher." The teacher rubbed her two buns and looked at her with a smile.

The girl handed over the registration form honestly, and then the teacher looked at the information on it and wrote down the girl's name on a blank list next to it. Then he took a book from each of the four piles of books, put them together and handed them to the little girl. In addition, there were two pencils, a bamboo brush, and a palm-sized inkstone with a lid. This inkstone was made of fired clay and was very cheap, but when the lid was opened, there was a secret inside. There were two large and small concave areas inside. The large one was empty and was used to grind ink. There was another deeper one next to it, which contained an ordinary black ink block. This was Luo Chong's gift to these new students.

(End of this chapter)