"Where did you get so many honorary principal certificates?"

Teacher He stepped forward and took out a certain honorary principal certificate located at the top.

After flipping it over.

The inside of the certificate is stamped with the word 'Luo Jin'.

It means that Luo Jin is the honorary principal of this elementary school.

"Rogin...... Whose name is this?

" "Sister who doesn't regret it, is Luo Feng your uncle?"

Peng Peng also opened another certificate and asked curiously.

The surname Luo is naturally a descendant of Luo Xiu.

Most likely one of the sons of the old man.

Teacher He put down the certificate in his hand and took out another copy from the iron box, the honorary principal certificate of Tieshigang No. 3 Primary School.

The steel seal stamped out the word 'Luo Shui'.

"Luo Shui...... Who is this?"

Mr. He was puzzled.

Go on.

Luo Mu ......

Luo Huo ......

Luo Tu ......

Everyone was equally confused.

How strange the name looks.

However, to everyone's surprise.

Luo Buregret shook her head, she didn't have relatives with these names.

"Metal, wood, water, fire, earth......"

Mr. He's eyes lit up.

"The Five Elements, these are all pseudonyms based on the Five Elements!" everyone

in the room suddenly realized.

No wonder this name is so crude, it turns out that they are all pseudonyms!

After that, everyone also saw the pseudonyms of 'heaven, earth, xuan, huang......' and so on.

All of them have the surname Luo.

Let everyone's speculation be more and more confirmed.

"Someone, do good deeds without leaving a name.

Huang Lei sighed meaningfully.

"Using a fake name as a signature, obviously I don't want to be noticed by the outside world. "

Don't regret my sister, are these the old man's vests?" Luo

Buregret stared at the iron box and nodded his head slowly.

She remembered what had happened.

Every once in a while.

Grandpa would open the tin box and put an extra red thick-skinned certificate inside.

I didn't expect it to be an honorary principal card.

"There are thirty of them.

Teacher He counted, and his face was unconcealably shocked.

"Old man, how did you become the honorary principal of so many elementary schools.

"Is he still in charge of teaching?"

the crowd looked at each other in confusion.

"Something is wrong!"

"I checked, and the Mongol Salt Lake is located in a remote area in the west.

"And the old man is in the south of the sea, how can he run to build a school to teach.

Peng Peng shook his head as he held his phone.

Teacher He stepped forward and patted his head

, "Peng Peng, I've found Mengyan Lake, why don't you check the Seventh Primary School."

Peng Peng smiled ashamedly, picked up his phone and continued to search.

It didn't take long for the results.

"The school is located in a remote mountainous area,"

and "it was built two years ago with full funding from a well-wisher named Rogin."

As a result, Mr. Rogin became the Principal Emeritus of the Elementary School. The

crowd gathered around.

A row of smiling faces of children is displayed on the phone.

Their clothes are not neat, and even a little tattered, but the smiling faces are so innocent and infectious.

Together, they held a white plastic sign.

'Thank you, Principal Rogin!'

Mr. He snorted.

"According to the data, there is an extreme lack of educational resources in this place. "

This is the first elementary school in the entire mountainous area and the seventh in Salt Lake.

"Until then, the children had to get up at four o'clock to go to the city to study.

"Thanks to the establishment of the No. 7 Elementary School, a lot of travel time has been saved...... "

Looking at the photo, everyone felt a little uncomfortable.

The place and the place they were in were two worlds entirely.

There was a scarcity of educational resources in that place.

"The information of Tieshigang No. 3 Primary School was also searched.

Huang Lei held up his mobile phone and said in a more advanced voice,

"This place is even more remote than the salt lake."

"In the past, children had to walk up a rugged mountain road for an hour in order to study.

"It's just too dangerous. In

an instant, what caught everyone's eyes was a rugged mountain road, and

iron rods pierced into the mountain, forming a passage.

Looking down, there are trees the size of ants, and the terrain is extremely high and dangerous.

There is also a similar photo.

The children smiled brightly and held up the white plastic sign in their hands, which read, 'Thank you Principal Luo Shui!'

as everyone continued to search.

More and more information is coming into their sights.

One is more remote than the other.

Educational resources are also extremely scarce, and they are almost unheard of in mountainous areas.

Children have to work very hard to get to school.

For this reason, quite a few people even give up studying.

It wasn't until these primary schools were established that they were given the opportunity to attend school nearby.

The fate of many has changed as a result.

There are 30 primary schools in total

, and if at least 100 students are enrolled every year, the fate of 3,000 people is changed every year.

What a great feat!

"Old man......"

Deng Ling's eyes were red and she just wanted to say something, but she found that she couldn't speak.

She didn't know how to describe the old man's behavior.

Obviously living in an ordinary sea village, but helping so many people.

No matter how many beautiful words there are, they don't seem

to matter!

He made so many vests, he didn't want future generations to praise them.

"There's also a letter here.

Teacher He said with sharp eyes.

A crumpled piece of paper was pulled out from the bottom of the tin box.

Just spread out.

Lines are distorted, and words scribbled in many places come into the eye.

"Hello, Principal Luo Mu, thank you for building the primary school for us. "

My mother told me that I would be able to sleep longer and go to school after chopping pigweed.

"It used to take a long time to walk, but now it only takes ten minutes to get there.

"In the winter, the classrooms are still heated, and the little chilblains on my hands haven't grown for a long time. "

The language of "......"

is very rustic.

A lot of the text is choppy and has no logic.

But everyone can feel the true feelings, and a warm current comes to their hearts.

"I will learn from you when I grow up, become a useful person in society, and help more children like me. "

Principal Romu, I hope to see you in the future. "

Sincerely, love your Kunbawa. This

is the end of this scribbled letter.

The crowd trembled unconsciously and couldn't speak.

Nothing is more impactful than a reality visible to the naked eye.

The hearts of these children are filled with gratitude and desire to be like the Honorary Principal.

The torch passed down by the old man.

They received it.

And willing to continue to pass it on......

!!!" Thirty elementary schools, the old man's savings are estimated to have been spent on this.

Ouyang Xue'er sighed with tears in her eyes.

As celebrities, they also engage in public welfare activities, including the establishment of primary schools.

But most of them were built with joint donations, and no one knows the exact amount.

However, as long as you do this kind of action, you can get praise from fans and feel that your idol is keen on public welfare.

I can't wait for the whole world to know and run to tout.

On the other hand, what about the old man?

He silently donated to build 30 primary schools, what a big deal of money

! But he chose to use a vest to show people, and each elementary school deliberately changed a vest

! He didn't want the world to know about his achievements

! The two are not the same grade at

all! No!

They can't compare at all!

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