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Chapter eight hundred and twelve, the building will collapse(2/3)

I also said that the teacher should play a guiding role. A student with both legs should not guide him to develop the interest of becoming a sprinter. After unremitting efforts, a disabled person ran within 12 seconds within 100 meters. What is the reality?

Does it make sense?

It may be meaningful for a certain period of time, such as being lucky to be chosen as a typical example, and for a moment, praise and honor are added, but after the popularity fades, the subsidy for the disabled may not be received on time.

A person's leg disability means the end point that his legs can reach, which is likely to be someone else's. Since he can only follow others to eat dust after he tries, why not change his mind and compete with his hands?"

"Brother, what you said is to let the students play their strengths and avoid their weaknesses with purpose. Can that be considered as allowing them to freely cultivate their interests?" Xian Zilin retorted.

"What I said is not contradictory. There is no absolute freedom in this world. All it has is relative freedom. The first element of success is to choose the right direction. If you choose the wrong direction, it will be useless no matter how hard you work later."

Xian Zilin thought for a moment and said, "To guide each student to develop the interests that are most suitable for him?"

"To establish a balance between suitability and liking, the students are lucky and reincarnated in the right place. Most of the difficulties that peers need to face are not difficult for them, and they have more choices."

Nan Yi stood up straight and pulled his back away from the parallel bars, "Okay, it's almost time for me to leave. If you have time to learn about the running model of private schools, this is a very suitable business for small businesses, which can ensure more

More income can also extend the students' personalized education time a little longer.

In a few days, I will send some information from foreign private schools, so you can make a reference."

"Don't leave for dinner?"

"No, I'll stay for dinner, how do you report the bill? Will you put me in the entertainment expenses?"

"I can share half of my share to the prince."

Xian Zilin smiled sly.

"That won't work. You see, you are much fatter than before, and your appetite must be better than before. If you don't have half of it, you won't be hungry?" Nan Yi teased.

"Am I fat? Ji Ping never said that." Xian Zilin looked down and said.

"Haha, why did he have the courage to say that you are not afraid of letting him kneel on the washboard."

"I'm not a shrew."

The two of them slowly walked towards the school gate with their mouths. Xian Guangbing didn't say a word since he entered the school, but only looked at it with his eyes and listened with his ears.

At the school gate, when Nanyi and Xian Zilin were separated, on the way back to the pier, Xian Guangbingcai said, "Nanyi, the school is well run, and it is a pure land."

"Great grandpa hasn't gone in before?"

"No, the school is a place for teaching and educating people. I, an old man, will only disturb the teacher's teaching when I go in. Besides, the original Principal Zheng said that it is best for villagers to not go to school."

"That's what I mean. I want the school to be closed and not be disturbed by the outside world."

Xian Guangbing stopped and asked, "It's your idea to study not only doesn't cost money, but you can also get tens of thousands of yuan a year?"

"Yes, the ancients said, "There is a golden house in the book. I just want to make this sentence come true so as to dispel the idea that some people in the village are useless in their study.

Grandpa, when the village started, it was a wilderness of business. The business world was like a barn full of millet. As long as the hungry person had the courage to catch it, he could catch a few handfuls. What he couldn't catch was

Because I was unlucky, the grain bag leaked.

Doing business now is like catching millet in a barn, but the location of the barn has changed. It was at the entrance of the village before, but now it has moved to a cliff, with only a few mountain roads leading to the cliff.

Because people who had the courage to catch corn before had enough food, naturally many people were jealous and wanted to catch corn. The mountain road was steep and narrow, and they could only pass one person at a time. If you want to go up a cliff, you could only follow one after another.

Line up and climb up.

But everyone doesn’t know how big the barn is, will the people in front of you catch it? It’s their turn to be empty?

With this worry, naturally some people are clever and push the people in the front one after another. If they push, the people will go forward. If they can't push, they will be pushed back by others, and they will lose the opportunity to climb to the cliff.

This process is called commercial competition.

Those who have already caught millet before will grow strong after eating and drinking. They have the ability to push more people out, so their seats will naturally be infinitely ahead and have more opportunities to catch millet.

Once, twice, or several times, those who could catch corn, not only could he eat and drink enough, but he could also hire a few strong men to accompany him to catch corn.

Two fists cannot match four hands. People who are hungry can't compete with those who eat and drink enough, let alone deal with several, which leads to those who can eat and have a greater chance of catching millet before. This is called capital.

Advantages.

The more millet you catch, the stronger your strength will be. One day, someone will block the mountain road. Only those who he recognizes will be allowed to walk, not others will be allowed to walk. This is called monopoly, or it can be said to be a dock, who wants to go up a cliff

I have to go to the dock to go up, and it is up to the dock to decide whether to go up.

What should I do if the mountain road is not clear and I want to catch millet?

I can only find out something else, either climbing up the cliff with bare hands from the cliff or finding a way to fly up. No matter which way, I can't do without tools to find a new path.

What are tools?

Tools are knowledge, great-grandfather. Times have changed, and the form of doing business has also changed. Pigs are killed in the village and beheaded in the city to sell them. It is okay to do it now, but it will not be good.

National policies may change, and there may be more money. People with stronger capital will focus on this business. People kill hundreds or thousands of pigs at a time, and each pig will earn 1 yuan, and they can earn 1,000 yuan.

I can only kill a pig, earn 1 yuan a day, and I can only drink the northwest wind, and I will be squeezed out in a few days.

The business threshold in the future will become higher and higher, one is money and the other is knowledge. Either ordinary people have no money to do it or the ordinary people are not able to do it."

Nan Yi said, pointing to the direction of the young master, "Great grandpa, no matter what they want to do in the future, they cannot do without knowledge. This is why I would rather not have anything else than keep the school running independently and keep the small group.

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Studying can not only learn knowledge, but also make money. Even if there are shameless people in the village, for the sake of money, they will not let their children not study."

"Who dares to do this? I hit him and died at the door of his house." Xian Guangbing said calmly: "Nanyi, it's all the villagers who are not good at it, and you're wronged. The great situation is ruined, and it's ruined.

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"Great grandpa, don't say that. Hongdou told me that there are dividends in the village every year, and there is no problem with the elderly's pension."

When Xian Guangbing heard Nan Yi's words, he suddenly burst into his heart with anger and stomped his candle on the ground a few times, "It's better than not, it's worse than one year. The elderly canteen cannot handle it, and the medical expenses have been delayed for a year.

I don’t know what market is going on this year. Nanyi, I’m sorry, please go back to the village to take charge of the overall situation. If this continues, the village will be finished.”

Nan Yi looked puzzled, "Great grandpa, I am a foreigner."

"Zi Lin is such a good girl. Why did you do that at the beginning? Alas..." Xian Guangbing's words came to an abrupt end and turned into a sigh.

Xian Guangbing's words, Nan Yi did not answer. Xian Guangbing's assumption would not be valid at all. Combining with Xian Zilin would do more harm than good for him. Once combined, he would tie him too tightly with Wenchangwei, and Wenchangwei would be like a rock that would be pressed against the top.

Suppress him and make him unable to move forward and backward.

Relatively speechless, Nan Yi helped Xian Guangbing to the pier. Xian Weiqi was still there, and the fishing rod was inserted into the crack of the stone in the pier, teasing a crawling crawling on the pier.

Xian Guangbing stopped, looked at Xian Weiqi, and looked up at the sky, "Nan Yi, those few declining boys can still make money now, it is not easy to pull them back to the right path, just as you said just now, the road ahead of them

It shouldn't be long. One day, when they reach a dead end, can you come back and save the building from collapse?"

"Great grandpa, you know, Liu Zhen and I have a household registration here."

"That's good, that's good."

The sound of the rest lingered, Xian Guangbing was walking away gradually with a crutch.

Retracting the gaze that was placed on Xian Guangbing, Nan Yi and Xian sued Qi, left Wenchang and returned to the city.

On the way, Nan Yi called Chen Yuxiu and learned that this guy was shooting birds in the mangroves, Nan Yi asked the school beauty to go there.

In less than twenty minutes, Nan Yi and his party came to the mangrove forest. In front of a concrete flat bridge, Nan Yi saw Chen Yuxiu carrying an air gun behind him. There was another man next to him, holding it in his hand.

He was wearing an iron sand gun, and there was a woman standing next to it.

Seeing the iron sand gun, Nan Yi was shocked, "Damn it, you dare to play with this thing. It's really a pity that you have a long life."

The Iron Sand Gun is a homemade hunting rifle. Its principle is the same as the early flintlock rifle, but it is not the projectiles, but the iron sand wrapped in paper. The shooting effect is similar to that of the shotgun, but the range is not easy to estimate.

Regardless of the thickness of the gun chamber, the quality of the gunpowder, the manufacturing process, and the sealing effect of the paper projectiles will affect the range.

There are still many guns left by the people now. It is not too difficult to hold a gun illegally. Generally, only in poor mountainous areas, they can play this kind of iron sand gun. Except for a few old gunsmiths, don’t expect to build this kind of gun.

People who can get too good steel pipes, whether they are frying or not depends on luck.

Seeing the man raise his gun and aim at a bird in a tree, Nan Yi stopped and was about to cross the bridge. He thought that the distance was about twenty meters away from the man, so he squatted on the ground, leaned over and raised his hands.

Put your elbows together to protect your chest and face, and observe through the gap.

After three seconds, the bang of the eardrum exploded. Nan Yi couldn't help but smile and screamed: "Good shooting skills."

I saw that the gun in the man's hand had been one third shortened. One of the barrels was inserted into a woman's hair like a super-large hairpin, and the other part was penetrated through Chen Yuxiu's crotch and inserted half behind him.

In the mud of rice.

Men are really lucky, funny and seeking death are just in the front line. If the iron sand does not spray most of the iron sand from the muzzle, according to the posture of raising the gun, the thumb of his right hand, face, and neck will be affected, and he should not die.

, but it is estimated that his face will become the same as the surface of the moon, with a flat pit, deep and shallow pit. If he urinates with him, he will be so scared that he will make a pit. If his nose may be fine, he will have to change it to a fake one.

Nan Yi waved, took the phone from the school beauty, and called Chen Yuxiu.

"Did you pee your pants?" Nan Yi immediately said playfully when he saw Chen Yuxiu answering the phone.

Chen Yuxiu turned his head and looked in the direction of Nan Yi, "Almost."

"I couldn't help but write a poem when I saw such a wonderful picture. Listen, the name is "Bird", let's go to Bird together; you hit my bird; I peed all my pants."

"I'll take your lungs."

"Haha, it seems that you are not as happy as you continue to kill birds. Go and suppress your shock with your friends. I won't go there. Let's go first, don't send it. I'm afraid that the guy in your hand will also explode."

After saying that, Nan Yi hung up the phone and walked to the parking place with great pleasure.
To be continued...
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