After having teachers, houses, students, and even paper and pens, the school of the Mang Tribe started to run.

The first batch of students recruited 100, all of whom were the smartest children selected from the tribe.

"Move a little further to the left, yes, okay, hang up."

On the gate of a large courtyard of the Mang Tribe, a brand new plaque was hung on it with the five big words "Mang Tribe Academy".

This plaque was written by Qingzhu and was carved by the best carpenters.

Because Chenbei's words are really hard to describe, he wrote this plaque that was ruined.

After hanging, two soldiers got off the herringbone ladder.

Chen Bei looked carefully for a long time and said with satisfaction: "Yes, after hanging the plaque, he really looked like a little school."

Chenbei walked into the yard.

In the middle of the yard, a totem banner of the Mang tribe was hung with wooden poles, and it was clattering towards it.

There are five rooms in this yard, which inherits the bold style of the Mang tribe. Each room is spacious and more than enough to accommodate a hundred students.

At the very edge of the yard, there are two toilets, divided into men's toilets, women's toilets, and bathrooms, which are very humane.

Chenbei walked into one of the rooms, where brand new and neatly arranged tables and chairs were arranged according to wooden tables like Chenbei’s previous life school.

There is a podium at the front, and on the wall behind the podium, there is a blackboard covered with paint.

Chenbei found someone, used lime and adhesive, and made homemade chalk, and could write on the blackboard.

Chen Bei stroked the brand new table. The table was brushed with tung oil and the wood texture was very clear.

There are drawers under the table, and students can put their own things in the drawer.

In a trance, Chen Bei seemed to have returned to his previous life, the school in that small town, because everything here was arranged by him in his memory.

He sat at a desk, put his hands on the table, and closed his eyes.

He seemed to have returned to the elementary school in his previous life. The classroom was in a mess and the broken fan above his head was squeaking.

Next to him was a young girl from a wealthy family wearing a white top and a black skirt. She was cool, and she had washed her hair in the morning and the scent of shampoo.

When the short-haired girl saw him looking at him, she glared at him, and placed her hands on the 38th parallel side on the table.

In front of her was an open Chinese book, with notes taken in delicate handwriting.

"The sky is against the earth, the rain is against the wind, and the continent is against the sky."

"Mountain flowers face the sea trees, red sun face the sky..."

In the classroom, the whole class began to read the text neatly with the teacher, and the sound was very far away.

In front of the podium, the slightly fat female teacher was holding the book, walking slowly, and taking the students to read aloud, with her lips constantly opening and closing.

Chenbei watched the students in rows and teachers on the podium, for some reason, his eyes were so sore. He sniffed and opened his eyes.

Everything that had just disappeared, and what he saw was the brand new classroom of the Mang Tribe.

"Since you can't go back, let it be buried in the depths of your memory forever."

Chen Bei stood up and breathed a long sigh. When he walked to the door of the classroom, his face was as calm as usual, with a light smile on his face.

The twelfth year of the establishment of the Mang tribe, and the fourth month of summer.

After preparation, the Mang Tribal Academy officially began.

On this day, one hundred students, three teachers who taught Wu Wen, and all the important figures of the Mang tribe were present.

There are also parents of students who, whenever they have time, squeeze outside the college, tiptoeing, stretching their necks to look inside.

"Crazy..."

The totem banner of the Mang Tribe was raised under the gaze of everyone. Although there was no ceremony, the members of the Mang Tribe all respected the totem banner from the bottom of their hearts.

Chen Bei stood in front of the students, beside him were Qingzhu, elders, teachers and important figures from the Mang tribe.

"Today is the day when Mang Tribal Academy starts, and you are the first batch of students of Mang Tribal Academy."

"Countless tribesmen fought bloody battles, which led to the Mang tribe today and the Mang tribe college today."

"You are lucky to be born in the Mang tribe. I hope you can study hard, cherish this hard-won opportunity, and become useful people to the tribe in the future."

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Chen Bei had heard a lot of similar words in his previous life, but when he said it himself, his feelings were completely different because what he said was all experienced by himself.

The Mang tribe has been able to reach this day by sacrificing countless warriors and fighting countless battles. If it were ten years ago, when I was not able to fill my stomach and had no clothes to cover my body, I would never dare to think about opening a school.

Similarly, those tribes around Chenbei who followed the tribe all the way through ups and downs were also deeply touched by Chenbei's words, and everyone had feelings in their eyes.

The parents outside also listened quietly to Chenbei. No one spoke, and even dared not make too loud noises.

Although those 100 students stood upright and seemed to listen seriously, they had no experience, so they could not understand what Chen Bei said, and even hoped that Chen Bei would finish his speech soon.

Chen Bei did not have a long discussion. After he explained the school time, subjects and other things at Mang Tribal Academy, he did not waste any more time.

In the future, the world outside the tribe will use a more cruel method to tell these children the truth about the world. At that time, they will naturally understand how lucky it is to be able to go to school in the Mang tribe.

"Now I announce that Mang Tribal Academy has officially started school!"

As Chen Bei finished speaking, thunderous cheers rang inside and outside the yard.

When teachers enter the classroom, parents can also take this opportunity to explain to their children a few more words to study hard and not make naughty things.

Lie's son Yu is also among the first batch of newborns.

"Fish, do you know if you enter and study hard? If the teacher tells me that you are naughty and messing around, your butt will open the flowers for you!"

"I understand, dad, you have said it many times." Yu was a little helpless and impatient.

Lie rubbed his son's head, patted him, and said, "It's good to know, go in, stinky brat!"

Seeing his son jumping into the classroom, Lie felt proud and emotional in his heart, and was mixed with emotions.

After the students went in and sat down, the three novice teachers began to teach nervously.

In one of the classrooms, a teacher wrote a big word "王" on the blackboard with chalk.

"This is the first word we learn today, and it is also the name of our tribe. It is pronounced as 'Rang'..."

The teacher was very nervous at first and was afraid of making mistakes, but after talking for a while, it became much more natural.

The parents were driven out of the yard, but were reluctant to leave, so they still stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks to look inside.

"Did you see it? That's my son, sitting near the door, hehe..."

"My daughter is still sitting in front of the teacher..."

"What's the point of sitting in front? My son is smart. I think he can learn anywhere he sits..."

It is a very honorable thing for children to be selected and the first batch of schooling is to go to school in the eyes of the Mang tribe tribe. These parents boast about each other and are silly happy.

In the yard, the elderly elder looked at the students in class and was very happy. He said to Chen Beidao: "I am happy from the bottom of my heart when I look at these children."

The elder is already very old, but he still uses crutches to find all the work he can do in the Mang tribe.

He was unwilling to be idle because he was too lonely to be idle.

Chen Bei felt aroused. Since the elder likes good children, why not find the elder the most leisurely life here?

"Elder, our academy needs a guardian. I wonder if the elder is willing?"

"Just look at these children, don't let them run around and study hard. Don't let others come in and disturb their studies."

The elder's eyes lit up, his waist straightened, and he said, "Of course I'd like to do that, these children are very important to our tribe, I'll watch them myself!"

"Haha, that's the decision. In the future, the gate of the academy will be handed over to the elders."

"Don't worry, leader, I must have a look at the door!"
Chapter completed!