But she still observed Meng Wan all the way, starting yesterday.
This highly rumored and exceptionally capable school beauty, upon closer observation, seems to be somewhat different from what she imagined.
She was physically strong and didn't have the delicate demeanor she displayed on TV at all. She was more like an ancient female general or empress. Being looked at by her always gave you the feeling of being seen naked.
However, she had nothing to be ashamed of, so she wasn't afraid of being seen.
Despite being an enviable heiress, Meng Wan doesn't seem to have any spoiled attitude. Everyone knows how bumpy the journey was and has complained, but she didn't say a word and instead quietly took care of everyone.
She is observant and doesn't consider herself superior because of her family background. She always speaks in a gentle and kind manner, and when she looks into other people's eyes, she doesn't give off a feeling of being easy to bully or fool. Instead, she is somewhat unpredictable, yet people can't help but want to get closer to her.
He Miao had never met anyone like Meng Wan before, and the more she observed, the more curious she became.
Seeing He Miao holding her hand, Meng Wan silently kept a little distance from her. Unfortunately, the other woman was exceptionally oblivious to this situation and insisted on getting closer.
Meng Wan sighed almost imperceptibly, but ultimately did not push her away again.
He Miao, having succeeded, gave a fawning laugh.
Meng Wan didn't say much; she had already learned about this group of people before setting off.
Although He Miao has many little gestures, they are not annoying; on the contrary, they are adorable. It is clear that she grew up in a loving family, which has fostered her cheerful and lively personality.
Meng Wan does not reject people like that.
If you're chatting and laughing, the road doesn't seem so difficult to walk. Even so, when they arrived at school, the group still breathed a sigh of relief, hands on their hips.
"Alright, all of you hurry back to the classroom. The teacher will start the lesson soon." After greeting the tutor, Teacher Wang led the children into the classroom.
"Let me show you around the school first, so you can get familiar with the surroundings." When Village Chief Wang smiled, he always gave people a sense of honesty and simplicity.
"Okay, thank you for your help."
"Not at all," Village Chief Wang waved his hand.
He is the only young man from the village who has left the mountains in many years, been admitted to university, and is willing to return to the mountains. He cherishes this opportunity to change the fate of his hometown more than anyone else.
Teacher Wang was already leading the children in their morning reading session. The classroom was filled with the sound of the children reading aloud, all in neat rows and loudly.
Meng Wan followed Village Chief Wang and the others for a walk around.
Calling it a school is an understatement; it's more like a two-story concrete building constructed of red bricks, with cement plastered directly onto the walls without any tiling.
The children are all on the second floor, as are the teachers' offices. On the first floor, there is a place to get hot water, a clean-looking kitchen, and a small storage room.
There is no playground here, only a large open space in front of the teaching building with a flagpole. This is where the children rest and play during breaks, and also where they do exercises and run on weekdays.
There is no broadcasting room here; the village chief rings the bell by hand. The couple cooks lunch together. Every day before noon, people from the village who go to the market to collect fresh vegetables and meat bring them up. Fearing that the children are not getting enough nutrition, the couple will also pay out of their own pockets to give them some extra fruit.
The couple was always respected by the villagers.
After the visit, everyone began preparing and teaching according to their assigned roles.
He Miao is an art student from the art college. When she heard about this event, she volunteered to participate.
She has a lively personality and her lessons are vivid and interesting. After one class, she basically becomes one with the children and becomes their leader.
Meng Wan looked away, saw the person who had come, and casually covered up what she had written, her movements discreet and natural.
There were no trade secrets written on the paper, just some areas that needed improvement and repair.
"Is something the matter?" Meng Wan asked.
"Teacher Wang said these are the questions from their recent exams. Different children learn different things, so she divided them into three age groups for teaching and designed the test papers. These are all materials."
Meng Wan's class is mathematics. After communicating with Teacher Wang, she plans to first set some questions to test the children's current level.
"Thanks."
"When you come here, you have to help each other. Besides, this is nothing." After putting his things down, the boy didn't try to curry favor with the others but simply walked away.
Meng Wan took out her notebook, closed it, and focused on reading the information.
Soon, it was lunchtime.
After Meng Wan and the others helped get food for the children, they had just sat down when He Miao came over.
Good afternoon.
"Good afternoon." It's rare to hear someone greet you like that.
It sounded a bit formal, but Meng Wan is a very serious person, so she just went along with it and replied like that.
He Miao was very satisfied with Meng Wan's reply and was surprised to find that she was somewhat adorably earnest.
"What have you been writing and drawing at your seat all morning? Are you very busy?"
He Miao has excellent upbringing; she doesn't smack her lips while eating, and she only speaks after swallowing her food.
"List the test questions." The test questions are not difficult, the trouble is that the printers here are all old models from hundreds of years ago, they are slow and prone to jamming, and you have to keep an eye on them.
He Miao shook her head. "You must have been the teacher I hated most during my school days. You always start with a test as soon as you arrive."
"Then you teach math, and we can switch?" Meng Wan raised an eyebrow and looked at her.
He Miao pouted, "Forget it. I'm an art student, and I hate math the most. This thing really requires talent. My skill points aren't in this area, so I can't stack buffs."
His remarks, tinged with a sense of adolescent angst, were unlike anything Meng Wan had ever heard before.
"You're an art student, why would you want to be a teaching assistant?"
“My parents met when they were teaching assistants. They went to the mountains together, and one time my mother fell down the mountain. My father carried her all the way down…”
"So, you want to fall down too?"
He Miao glared at Meng Wan with some dissatisfaction.
"Normally, people would say, 'Do you also want to have a romantic love like your parents?'" He Miao clasped her hands together as if holding her heart, blinked her eyes, and looked longingly at him.
So, did you encounter it?
“No.” He Miao’s face fell immediately. “However… I’ve found the meaning of coming here, so it’s not bad.”
"New significance?" Meng Wan asked.
He Miao nodded, looking at the area where the children were eating, her eyes softening.
"Look at them, aren't they adorable? I think my parents were able to fall in love not because they sprained their ankles, but because they share the same thoughts and kind hearts, which is why they were able to meet and stay together until now."
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