"Teacher Xu~"

Children are innocent; they call Xu Mucheng that because he says so.

Here, Xu Mucheng finally felt a sense of superiority, and the smile on his face became even gentler.

[Haha, they're just a bunch of little brats. Our Mumu can handle them with ease!]

[Go, Mu Bao!]

【Huh? You guys are even stealing this nickname?】

There aren't many children in the school.

Wen Jianshu was unsure of Xu Mucheng's educational level, but with Qin Chaoyue as an example, he dared not place too much hope on him.

Since she was a college student, even if she wasn't a teacher, she should have no problem teaching people to read, so the youngest class was assigned to her.

This hit Xu Mucheng right in the heart!

Before coming here, she had anticipated all sorts of things that might happen in the mountains, including buying two picture books for learning to read.

In her vision, most of the people living in these deep mountains and forests were illiterate and lived extremely difficult lives.

Their lives are both good and bad, which makes it easier for her to establish her public image!

Although Wen Jianshu's appearance here slightly disrupted her plans, it wasn't a big problem.

It is still within a controllable range.

At this moment, Xu Mucheng took out the picture book and showed the children two beautifully illustrated pages:

"Teacher, here are some pretty literacy books that I bought from the city. Aren't they nice?"

"So beautiful!"

Below, a chorus of children's voices rang out, their eyes filled with innocent longing and yearning.

"Today, the teacher will give this beautiful notebook to the best-behaved student in the class, so if you want it, you must be a good student and listen attentively to the teacher's lesson!"

"it is good!"

Xu Mucheng looked down at the scene below, his lips curling up even higher, revealing a smug smile.

It's easy to do.

The reward system is fine; a picture book for learning to read is still very important for these children. But I have a question—

Why was he the most obedient one, rather than the one who studied the best?

Xu Mucheng's method was really effective.

It was an easy task to begin with, and she even hung a carrot in front of her to keep the children in line. Before long, the classroom was filled with laughter and joy.

Even new passersby praised Xu Mucheng, sweeping away the slump of the previous days.

Occasionally, dissenting voices would emerge, but they were all forcefully suppressed and did not attract much attention.

Xu Mucheng ate lunch at school.

Her work evaluation for the morning was pretty good, and she used her work points to redeem some student meals.

One of the dishes was a boiled egg, which Xu Mucheng ate with great relish.

She didn't notice that the children next to her had empty plates, and they were drooling when they saw her eating.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Mucheng heard some more noises.

She quickly stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

In front of the camera, she naturally had to perform well.

"Sister Xu, some kind people donated books to us. I just saw them carrying them in, and they're brand new!"

It was Tian Xiaoman who spoke. Xu Mucheng was getting really annoyed with this brat who always sided with outsiders.

He forced a smile and bent down to correct her:

"Tian Xiaoman, you should call me Teacher Xu at school."

"Okay, Teacher Xu."

Xu Mucheng followed along, and seeing that there seemed to be quite a few books, she also praised them.

"...This is so kind of you! It has just relieved the urgent need here. I believe the person who donated the books must be a very kind-hearted gentleman. I really want to meet him."

"Seeing how eager these children are for knowledge, I really want to do my part for them."

As she spoke, she shook her head again, "It's a pity that the production team took all our money. Now I have the will but not the means. But it's okay, I still have everyone here, and so many of my fans watching the show."

"Therefore, I appeal—"

She suddenly stepped aside, allowing the camera to focus on the various children behind her, and then bowed deeply, her long, straight black hair swaying in the breeze.

Every single detail is perfectly placed, touching the tenderest spot in people's hearts.

Xu Mucheng spoke with a sob in his voice, yet his tone was firm and resolute:

"My fans—"

"You are all in front of your phones or screens right now. I urge you all to move your fingers. Just donate ten or twenty dollars, and your child can gain priceless knowledge. I earnestly request that you do your part. Afterwards, whether it's posting fan benefits or beautiful photos, I will follow your wishes! I will never refuse!"

Support Mumu!

[Mumu is so kind, she has already donated ten yuan.]

[I've already donated 500; at worst, I'll just have to grit my teeth and eat steamed buns for the rest of this month.]

[Ten thousand yuan, you're welcome]

For Mumu, for these children

Wait a minute, isn't Xu Mucheng getting this way way too easily? Photos and money aren't even in the same league, are they? Isn't this just self-promotion?

[It's none of your business if fans like this. This time I support Xu Mucheng; at least she's doing something good.]

[Xu Mucheng is the truly virtuous one. What does it matter if Qin Chaoyue only teaches one how to identify medicinal herbs? Knowledge is the foundation of everything!]

[It's all just for show. Didn't she buy Jiang Lingye a lot of books? She spent so much time with the children yesterday and knows they need this knowledge, but she didn't do anything about it.]

My wife probably just didn't expect it.

[Just a quick aside, it seems the production team didn't open up any channels for donations. Where will this money go? Will it actually reach these children? (No offense intended, I'm just really scared by some of the shady donation practices.)]

[Take a look at the picture? (No offense intended, just scared by some news about fraudulent donations)]

Xu Mucheng lowered his head.

Her long hair danced naturally in the wind, giving her the appearance of a pure and stubborn little white flower.

A smug smile resurfaced in his downcast eyes.

In fact, she really should thank the unknown kind person who donated the books, as it gave her the opportunity to put on a show.

You don't have to give anything; just cry a couple of times in front of the camera, and you can gain a reputation for being kind and empathetic.

so perfect.

but--

That's not enough, far from enough!

Xu Mucheng looked up at Wen Jianshu with teary eyes again: "I remember that Sister Qin still has some textbooks. She probably just hasn't remembered them yet. I'll go and tell her."

Xu Mucheng bit her lip again.

"Although Sister Qin doesn't like me, I'll go for the children's sake. Sigh, I'll try my best to persuade Sister Qin to distribute those books to these poor children..."

"no need."

His expression as he looked at Xu Mucheng changed from a furrowed brow to a gradual relaxation, then to indifference, and finally to a sense of relief.

The books are still being moved inside.

“You know the people who donated these books, not just the gentleman.”

Xu Mucheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Who?"

That ominous premonition surged up in her heart again.

Her premonition was accurate, but this feeling of bad things happening was extremely rare in the past; usually, it was just good news. Now, however, it was happening frequently.

"It is Qin Chaoyue, whom you are going to borrow books from, and Jiang Lingye."

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