"Hope Star Migrant Workers Cultural Internship School".

When Li Yu looked at the old wooden sign with black letters hanging outside the dilapidated door, the first thing he felt was that he had taken the wrong path. How could such a broken place be a school?

"Brother Li, that's right, it's here."

Yan Chunyan beside her grabbed Li Yu's sleeve and took him into the school with a hard time.

Inspired by Shen Jiaze, Li Yu realized that if he wanted to learn modern technology, he had to make up for the nine-year compulsory education courses. He went to Yuhai City with extracurricular tutoring institutions such as "thinking and learning", "learning and enjoying", and "learning and teaching". When he talked about his demands, most of the hospitality reception staff shook their heads, saying that the institution had limited capabilities and could not offer such courses. Individually, he could accept it. Li Yu went to look at the classroom they recommended and found that the age of each three students in it was as old as him, so he could only cover his face and not dared to stay for a moment.

This problem was finally solved by Yan Chunyan, who was a temporary worker in the medicinal food workshop. She told Li Yu that there was a school in Yuhai City that specialized in cultural internships for adults who were not educated and had no education, and the fees were low and it was quite famous in the working world. Li Yu was overjoyed and asked Yan Chunyan to lead the way, and ended up in this place.

This cultural tutoring school is located in the urban-rural fringe of Yuhai City. It is surrounded by various illegal buildings within a radius of radius, full of various waste recycling, hardware processing, cart repair, adult health care, Dongguan massage, painlessness and so on. If Yan Chunyan hadn't led him with confidence, Li Yu would have lost his phone halfway.

The school was built on an old warehouse with a towering wall and broken glass embedded on the top. The door has been disrepair for a long time, and Li Yu was very suspicious that Yan Chunyan could kick it down. The sign hanging next to the door accurately pointed out that this is a tutoring school, and it is aimed at the migrant workers. However, the words on the sign are really unsatisfactory. They are crooked and skewed, and they are definitely not written by the Chinese teacher...

He followed Yan Chunyan into the school gate halfway and halfway. The environment inside made Li Yu feel a little more at ease. The school was a large open space, probably the cargo yard that used to load and unload trucks. Now there are some cinders, limes, etc., and several basketball racks are set up. Two table tennis cases that cannot be seen in their true colors are placed on the side. This should be the school’s playground.

Around the playground, there are several rows of tall single-story warehouses, divided by classrooms. On the wall outside the classroom, there are some portraits hanging at random, including Zu Chongzhi, Huang Daopo, Du Fu, Li Bai, Descartes, Edison, Newton, and Ampe. Under the eaves, there are large banners with inspirational slogans such as "knowledge changes destiny."

When Li Yu and the others arrived, it was class time. The loud voices of teachers' lectures and the sounds of students reading aloud came from several classrooms. Some classes seemed very thick, like a group of adults studying, while others were very clear, and there were a group of underage children when they heard it. Yan Chunyan told Li Yu that it was normal for father and son to recruit adult migrant workers to recruit education opportunities here.

Yan Chunyan had never studied in this school, but she had been with a young sister, so she was still familiar with it. She took Li Yu directly to the door of the principal's office and knocked on the door for Li Yu.

"Please come in!"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the room.

Li Yu pushed the door open and Yan Chunyan followed closely behind. Li Yu saw that the furnishings in the house looked very simple and dilapidated, the desk was old, the chair was old, and even an electronic clock hung on the wall was quite old. When the pointer was walking, it was like a mouse grinding his teeth, creaking, which was definitely the rhythm of killing patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"May I ask, are you Principal Xuan?"

Yan Chunyan asked to a black and thin middle-aged man sitting upright behind the desk.

"My name is Xuan Ruilin. I am the principal of this school. Are you in trouble?" the middle-aged man responded calmly, then pointed to the chair next to him and said, "If you have something to do, sit down and talk."

Li Yu and Yan Chunyan sat down separately. Yan Chunyan poked Li Yu with her hand and said, "Brother Li, tell me."

Li Yu coughed lightly and said, "Principal Xuan, I'm here to sign up for the study."

"Oh, okay, welcome." Xuan Ruilin's face was calm. Obviously, he did not regard adding a new student as a major matter. "Are you two or you?"

"It's me." Li Yu said. Yan Chunyan is an authentic high school graduate. According to herself, she even passed the third-tier university entrance examination in the college entrance examination. She just thought it was meaningless, so she didn't go to study, otherwise she would be a college student now.

Xuan Ruilin nodded and continued to ask: "What is your level of education?"

"Educational level? Uh, I've been to a private school for several years." Li Yu replied.

"Private school?" Xuan Ruilin was a little surprised, "Is there still a private school now? What are you studying in a private school?"

"Learn ancient Chinese." Li Yu said, "I have no problem reading and writing, but I don't understand any English, mathematics, physics, etc. that people in the city learn."

"English, mathematics, and physics are not limited to urban people. Compulsory education in rural areas also needs to learn these contents." Xuan Ruilin corrected, "However, there are many students like yours. We have just opened a new literacy class, so you can follow this class. I can arrange for you to tutor you with better grades, and you should learn very quickly."

"Principal, the literacy class you mentioned... aren't all six or seven years old children?" Li Yu asked cautiously.

Xuan Ruilin laughed and said, "Haha, there are also literacy classes for school-age children, but you are not suitable. The class I am talking about is for children as old as you. Some are a little older, that is, they are just in their early 20s. If you want to talk about basics, some are not as good as you."

"That's so thankful to the principal." Li Yu said. He heard that his classmates were about the same age as him, which was a relief from his heart.

Li Yu has always been worried that he will not find peers with the same cultural foundation as him in modern society, but in fact it is not the case. Although compulsory education is already universal in urban and rural areas, the level of compulsory education in some remote rural areas is very low due to the teacher's problem. Many rural students have learned to learn literacy, English, mathematics and other things in nine years of compulsory education, at least they are extremely weak, and these people have similarities with Li Yu.

When farming in rural areas, these people did not urgently feel the importance of knowledge, but when they went to the city to work, they found the disadvantages of not having culture. In the factory, if you do not have the most basic English knowledge, mathematics knowledge, physics knowledge, and job selection, it will be limited, and it is even more difficult to improve. With this understanding, many migrant workers have developed the idea of ​​tutoring cultural courses. This Hope Star Cultural Tutoring School is for these people.

Xuan Ruilin took out his cell phone, dialed the number, and said a few words to it. After a while, as soon as the door opened, a young girl with short hair and beautiful and slender came in. Xuan Ruilin pointed at the girl and introduced to Li Yu: "This is He Shijia, the head teacher of this literacy class. You can call her Teacher Xiao He. Xiao He, this is the new classmate who came to our study here, called..."

"My name is Li Yu, stupid Yu." Li Yu quickly reported to his house.

"Well, great wise and foolish, a good name." Xuan Ruilin praised, and then said: "You can go through the procedures with Teacher Xiao He now. If you have any specific questions, you can ask Teacher Xiao He. You can come here at any time. If you have any comments on the school's teaching, you are welcome to point it out."

"I dare not, then Principal Xuan, I'll go through the procedures first." Li Yu nodded to Xuan Ruilin and saluted, then followed Yan Chunyan and left the principal's office with He Shijia.

After leaving, He Shijia first asked Li Yu about the situation, and then introduced him to the situation of this literacy class. The students in the literacy class are migrant workers working in Yuhai, and most of them have to work during the day, so the class time of the literacy class is arranged at night and weekends. The literacy class is two years of study, and four courses are offered in English, mathematics, physics, and chemistry, which is also set according to the characteristics of this part of migrant workers. If you are an illiterate who doesn’t even know Chinese characters, then your main thing is not to consider how to learn mathematics well, but to learn 3,000 Chinese characters first. So far, Hope Star School has not encountered such students who cannot recognize big characters.

"How is it, Li Yu, do you think this class is suitable for you?"

After He Shijia finished speaking, she looked at Li Yu and asked.

"I think it's quite suitable." Li Yu nodded. At this point, he can't pick on the level of the school. He knows that those high-end schools are not open for people of his level of education.

He Shijia said: "If this is the case, you need to pay the fee to register. Our school is semi-public welfare, but it also requires students to pay a certain amount of tuition. The main reason is to use this method to restrict students from cherishing learning opportunities. Please understand this."

When he said this, He Shijia seemed a little embarrassed, as if asking Li Yu to pay money was a bad thing. But Li Yu didn't agree. In his opinion, there was no way to pay for studying. He asked, "I want to know, how much is our tuition fee?"

"400 yuan." He Shijia said.

"Is it a month?" Li Yu asked.

"Of course not...it was a school year." He Shijia replied. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!