Therefore, Xiong Ying has little interest in helping people like Luo Xuan who have no characteristics or specialties.

Teacher Yuan finished listening to Xiong Ying’s words.

Nodding, "Well, classmate Xiong Ying, you did a good job. During the summer vacation, you did a solid job in after-school and extra-curricular work."

However, you should pay more attention to classmate Luo Xuan who is in the same production team as you. I feel like he is... well, something is wrong these days."

"Don't worry, Teacher Yuan, I will keep an eye on him. If he makes any small moves, I will report the situation to you in time."

Xiong Ying replied: "He can't escape the sharp eyes of us class cadres. But I heard that he has been busy catching fish and shrimps, and now he is actually busy building a house again."

In my opinion, he probably won’t focus on studying. It would be very difficult to help him.”

Teacher Yuan originally wanted to remind Xiong Ying: Luo Xuan is not what you said now. He has made rapid progress in his studies.

But looking at Xiong Ying's immature face with a perseverance under the bright lanterns...

After all, Teacher Yuan did not speak, so as not to dampen Xiong Ying's enthusiasm.

Students of this generation are all very passionate and enthusiastic people, and their ideals are very high.

Their ideals start with building a country; if they go a step further, it is not unusual to help the people of Asia, Africa and Latin America, or even save the entire human race.

So much so that Xiong Ying really has no interest in such trivial matters as playing tricks on Luo Luo...it's too boring.

"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk..."

Someone knocked gently at the door, and then Chen Xiaoduan's voice sounded at the door of the dormitory: "Teacher Yuan, I have checked the girls' dormitory. That's it for tonight?"

Teacher Yuan nodded and took Xiong Ying out of the door.

Chen Xiaoduan, who was walking last, took a meaningful glance at Luo Xuan's bed as he closed the door behind him.

It was pitch black and I couldn't see clearly.

But Luo Xuan, who was lying on the bed thinking about the threshing machine and the threshing machine, sensed her gaze.

This Chen Xiaoduan!

As expected, they were among the second batch of top students graduating from girls' middle schools in the provincial capital before liberation.

Luo Xuan vaguely felt that although she seemed to be a little ignorant in terms of social experience.

But in Chen Xiaoduan's seemingly peaceful eyes, there is always a sharpness that pierces the bone, and a meticulous observation.
Chapter completed!