As soon as Sangbai announced the end of get out of class, some students gathered up and lined up to ask Sangbai's questions that he didn't understand.

If Sang Bai knows it, he can't figure it out, so he honestly doesn't understand it. He has to go back and check it out. There is no way. These people are too curious about the United States.

After going to the United States at this time, it was capital to show off. Although the Lighthouse Kingdom had not yet reached the peak of its peak after the Soviet Union, it was good in the hearts of many people. Otherwise, the moons abroad would be rounder than domestic ones.

The directors who listened below were also very happy. It was obvious that Teacher Sang was still of high quality, not only had the ability but also greatly exceeded their expectations.

"Old Yang, Teacher Sang was invited well. I was worried at first. Who knew that the way of teaching was very new, and it was more interesting than the professional English professor we hired in the first half of the year..."

As the top leader of the bureau, Director Qi appreciates Sang Bo's level.

If Sang Bo knew that he was compared with English professors from the city's universities, he would really not know how confused he would be. In later generations, his English was CET-6, which could basically communicate smoothly with foreigners, but in terms of professionalism, it was too far behind the current professors. To put it simply, English professors at this time were all studying British literature and could use English code literature. The two were essentially at different levels.

But Sangbai's English is vivid, at least in this era. It has scenes and stories, so it is naturally more acceptable to learn it.

"It's a coincidence! If I hadn't been to Xiaoyu's place, I wouldn't have known that there would be such people," Director Yang said with a smile.

Several directors were talking and laughing together. At this time, everyone was a little simpler as an official. Because there was no excessive interest dispute, many officials at this time had not thought of being greedy. Besides, everyone was poor, so where did he go to greedy again? So the ranking was not obvious yet. It was a joke that the senior official level was crushing people to death.

"Why bring Xiao Sang to our bureau?" said another.

Seeing Director Qi looking at him, Director Yang smiled bitterly: "This is difficult. First, he has a rural household registration, and second, he may not necessarily want to come."

"There is still this?" Director Qi asked curiously.

At this time, for the indicator of returning to the city, the head could make a dog's brain. Most of the people sat there and it was the first time that they heard someone guarding their rural household registration and not wanting to enter the city.

"With such a great skill, Is it a rural household registration?"

Someone immediately expressed his disbelief. Can someone who has no English level or family style?

"I really have a rural household registration, from Liushuzhuang. My parents died early. I have always been raised by an old man. The old man went there last year..." Director Yang still knew a little about Sang Bai, and of course this was his responsibility. If he got a counter-revolutionary in, he would be very guilty.

When everyone heard this story, they immediately felt that this old man was unusual and might have been labeled as a counter-revolutionary in the turbulent era. Otherwise, some rural old man had the ability to teach such a child. As for why the country has not rehabilitated him now, many people felt that this kind of thing was not the one who was in charge of it.

When everyone thought about this, their hearts that they wanted to bring Sangbai into the bureau immediately faded. It was not that they didn't appreciate Sangbai, but that they felt that they couldn't get involved in this matter.

As everyone talked, there were fewer and fewer students in front of Sang Bai. Finally, Sang Bai came directly to Director Yang.

"Introduction!"

"Hello, Director Qi" Sang Bai shook hands with everyone.

Qi Duke put aside his intention to recruit, but he also felt that Sang Bai was rare, so he naturally performed very politely.

“What are the difficulties?”

Sang Bai was not polite either: "It's really difficult. No one has any textbooks. It's definitely impossible to remember them by listening. So I wonder if leaders can solve the problem of materials?"

"Is this textbook sold in Guohua Bookstore?"

Sang Bai shook his head: "Is that so? All the things I teach are in this book."

"That's easy to do, let the printing room engrave it!"

When Director Qi heard this, he immediately said.

These words confused Sangbai and thought to himself: Why are the office conditions so awesome now? A county foreign trade bureau has a place to print books? It won’t even have a photocopier, right?

"That little Hu, come here and see how Teacher Sang Bai prints out. At least one copy of two people..."

Director Qi arrested someone at that time and solved the matter.

"what else?"

"Then there is nothing left." What Sang Bai is most worried about now is the textbook issue. Once it is solved, he has not remembered what else to mention.

"If you don't have that, go for a meal!"

Director Qi waved his hand.

"It's a welcome to you, welcome to our bureau!" Director Yang explained happily.

Sang Bai was not polite at first sight, and said no, and followed everyone to the cafeteria of the Foreign Trade Bureau.

When I arrived at the cafeteria, I was full of eight immortals. Several directors and Yu Zeshan, Xiao Hu and Sang Bai were exactly eight people. The dishes on the table were also good, including chicken, fish, and meat, six dishes and one soup, and all the six dishes were hard dishes with meat. At this time, there was a very good dish to put on such a table.

Of course, drinking is indispensable. At this time, it is much more crazy to persuade people to drink than in the future. Everyone can drink, but everyone dares to drink. Fortunately, Sangbai is a half-mixed system. However, the old saying goes, one punch can’t beat three legs. Even if Sangbai can drink, she is still the same person, and there are seven people in the other unit.

Fortunately, the skills of Sangbolai wine and sprinkle wine are good, and there are fewer wines in this era, so I got drunk together and got drunk.

As for why there are fewer alcoholic children in this era, there are not many opportunities to drink, so how can I get so many alcoholic children? If I can drink it last time, I have to drink it well if I don’t advise me!

The key is that the foreign trade bureau is also simple, so Sangbai was confused by it.

After eating this meal for three hours, I pretended to be crooked and returned home. It was already twelve o'clock. Although I was not drunk, I was tired. I washed my face and lay down on the bed without taking off my clothes and fell asleep.

From this era, it was the first time that Sangbai woke up in the bed in the house. He stretched his waist and smelled the fragrance of breakfast next door in his nose. He didn't know what he was doing, but the smell was drilling into Sangbai's nose.

After cleaning up, he locked the door and Sanbai was about to go back to the village.

Just as I was about to leave the yard, I saw Xiao Hu enter the yard yesterday.

"Teacher Sangbai, you are about to find you, so I will carve your lecture notes for me," Xiao Hu said.

Sang Bai was quite curious, so he opened his mouth and said, "I'll go with you!"

Xiao Hu turned around and went to the unit with Sang Bai.

Originally, Sang Bo thought he would see an old photocopier, but who knew that there was a wooden frame in front of him, with black ink on it, and something like a wall-patterned roller next to it.

Sang Bai didn't know that this was called a mimeographer. Where did he have this thing when he was working hard, but in this era, almost many units, especially schools, had this thing. At this time, teachers were much faster than forty years of logistics. They needed to do it themselves to correct homework for students and print test papers and handouts. The printed things were not as much as the school asked parents for money. Everyone thought that these were what teachers should do.

In this era, if a human soul engineer talks about money, it is not even considered a human being in the eyes of other teachers!

"Can this thing be printed?" Sang Bo was a little suspicious.

Xiao Hu said: "Of course, you can leave the handouts and I will carve the oil paper. Look, I will demonstrate it to you!"

Xiao Hu sat down and took a piece of oil paper without saying a word. Sang Bai looked a bit like rubbing paper, with a little transparent. He watched Xiao Hu engrave the words, then put the paper in the wooden frame, and easily printed the words carved on the paper.

"It's really... why is it fading?"

Sang Bai was about to praise him, but accidentally reached out and the printed words were covered in black.

"You can't touch this thing, just be careful," Xiao Hu said disrespectfully.

When Sang Bo saw this level, he was no longer interested in reading it. After putting down his laptop, he turned around and rode his bike back to the village.

It was nothing to do when I got to the village. Sang Bai began to copy "Business English - From Beginner to Proficiency", for fear of making mistakes, so Sang Bai carefully copied it. He would check it every time he finished writing a paragraph, trying to keep no word errors. Of course, Sang Bai is not perfect, and sometimes it is normal to make one or two mistakes.

Suddenly, Sangbai found that he was busy, so busy that he didn't even have time to reach out for the autumn harvest. After being wrapped up by the villagers, he did not completely free himself.

When teaching children in the village and teaching the foreign trade bureau in the county, Sang Bai soon realized that the people from the Foreign Trade Bureau and other units were educated people. They learned new things much faster than half-boys in the village. They not only quickly, but also practiced diligently.

Especially when Sangbai was teaching, he paid special attention to saying that every two-hour class would have an extra hour, and twice a week, all those who were listening to classes in the classroom could speak for one or two minutes in front of everyone.

Sang Bo was amazed by the desire for knowledge of these people, and the progress of these students also inspired Sang Bo, allowing him to dig deeper into some English books that he brought from later generations and didn't want to touch before.

Sangbai became more and more in love with this era. Although he was poor and poor, his spiritual outlook and desire for knowledge at this time made Sangbai amazed every time.

Although the teaching students were very impressed, Sangbai had to leave these students who were eager to learn for the time being.

right!

The Guangdong Fair is about to open, and Sang Bai has to take his big fishing net to Guangdong City, hoping to catch one or two people without eyesight. Oh, no! It is a visionary foreigner who invests money to grow peaches with him and sell peaches.
Chapter completed!