The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

"Zhenghan, as you know, our regiment recently started a night school tutoring program. The officer who was originally a teacher, Officer Liu, lost his mother and his father is bedridden. He needs to take leave to go home. I usually teach writing and reading there, but foreign languages ​​and math are my weak points. How about we hire a more professional teacher from outside?"

Zhou Guangmang slowly revealed the purpose of his trip. He knew that it would be difficult to bring this up now, given the tight military budget.

To improve the cultural literacy of the entire group, organizing night school is a special requirement from higher authorities. In this era, there are very few educated people; most are just half-baked. If these people are to teach in the class, there will probably be many embarrassing situations later on. If what they learn is all wrong, it's better not to learn at all.

Therefore, in Zhou Guangming's mind, it would be worthwhile to divert some military funds from other areas and put them into education.

"I'll teach you."

Lu Zhenghan replied immediately after hearing this.

"You're here?"

Zhou Guangming's eyes flashed with joy after hearing this. Lu Zhenghan's level of education was naturally beyond question, and as the regimental commander, his very presence was intimidating and could silence some of the unruly students in the class. However, upon further reflection, he couldn't help but start to worry again.

"Zhenghan, it's definitely a good thing that you can come and teach, but you already have a lot of work to do. I'm worried that your health might not be able to handle it."

"No, no, if your health collapses, our group will be finished." Zhou Guangming waved his hands repeatedly in denial.

"Uncle Zhou, most teachers in schools nowadays teach multiple courses, so it's not easy to find a suitable teacher," Lu Zhenghan continued.

"At worst, we can pay more." Zhou Guangming paused for a moment after saying this, realizing that he had made a boast. The regiment's finances were not good; it was good enough to pay normal salaries, let alone spend a lot of money to hire people.

"Alright, Uncle Zhou, I'm fine, and teaching isn't tiring. I'll hand this job back to Director Liu when he gets back."

"It's settled then."

Lu Zhenghan understood that Zhou Guangming was concerned about him, but given the current situation, he was undoubtedly the best candidate, so he said it directly with a serious expression.

...

On the other hand, Xia Qiuran had solved the problem she had noted down, but she soon encountered many new problems in her studies. She could only write down the problems again and ask Zhang Xiaoliang to ask the night school teacher.

This learning method is feasible, but the progress is really slow. With the exam approaching, Xia Qiuran is extremely worried.

Seeing that Xia Qiuran was not very happy, Zhang Xiaoliang thought for a moment and decided to just bring it up directly.

"Dr. Xia, why don't you come to night school with me?"

The night school was run by the Youth League, and Xia Qiuran was a member of the Youth League, so no one could say anything if she attended.

Xia Qiuran hesitated for a moment after hearing this. If she could really go there to study, it would be a good idea, but she didn't know if it would interfere with her work. Moreover, the hospital often required overtime work, so would the schedule match up?

"Dr. Xia, don't hesitate. Our foreign language teacher is Liu, the cadre of our group. He's a really nice guy. I asked him all these questions, and when he explained them to me, he wasn't impatient at all. He even praised me as a good student who loves to learn."

"Moreover, Dr. Xia, it is said that students who study exceptionally well may have the opportunity to be recommended to schools, where they can take exams with the real students, and if they pass, they can get a diploma just like them."

Zhang Xiaoliang continued his explanation earnestly.

"diploma?"

Hearing this relatively unfamiliar term, Xia Qiuran didn't react for a moment. In her impression, diplomas were something that only those who studied exceptionally well and had a high level of education could possess. Could someone like her, who came from a rural area and only completed junior high school, also have such a thing?

"Yes, if we work hard together, we might really have a chance. I would be satisfied with just a high school diploma, but with your perseverance, Dr. Xia, you will definitely achieve even higher results, and you might even be able to go to university," Zhang Xiaoliang encouraged with a smile.

Xia Qiuran gripped her textbook tightly. Could it really be true? In this life, she had originally planned to find a good job and earn more money, and that would be enough for her. Now, she was suddenly told that she could take exams and get a diploma by attending night school. This was something she had never dared to dream of before.

Although she did well in school, her foreign language grades were poor, and she's so busy with work now. What if she doesn't get good grades and gets ridiculed? What if people say she's wasting the regiment's resources? And what if Bai Xia finds out and deliberately causes trouble?

"Comrade Zhang, I think I'd better not go. Thank you for your kind offer."

Xia Qiuran pondered for a moment, then decided to continue the marriage. Given the current situation at home, making money and working were the most important things.

Zhang Xiaoliang didn't offer any further advice after hearing Xia Qiuran's words. Studying was indeed quite hard, and even if one studied diligently, there was no guarantee of passing the exam. Dr. Xia already had a stable job, so she didn't need to put in the effort of studying anymore.

"Okay, I'll tell you after I ask the teacher."

"I heard that as long as you get into a junior college, you can get a household registration and move your whole family to the city. I wonder if I'll be that lucky."

After answering Xia Qiuran, Zhang Xiaoliang continued to mutter another sentence.

Upon hearing this, Xia Qiuran immediately stopped in her tracks, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

...

45th Regiment, Night School Tutoring Class.

Xia Qiuran and Zhang Xiaoliang sat next to each other in the classroom, waiting for the teacher to come and start the lesson.

"Comrade Zhang, are you sure you can come to class without telling the regimental commander or political commissar?"

Xia Qiuran sat in her seat feeling a little uneasy. She wondered if her sudden appearance at class would displease the leaders, especially since Lu Zhenghan seemed to dislike her lately. She wondered if he would be as cold and angry as he was that day if he found out.

Getting into a junior college means you can settle down in the city, which is much easier than getting married. As soon as Xia Qiuran heard this news, she immediately decided to come here to take classes.

Whether it will work out in the end depends on luck.

"No need. Political Commissar Zhou said before that anyone from our regiment who wants to come can come. To encourage everyone to attend classes, we'll even give prizes to those who do well on tests," Zhang Xiaoliang said with certainty.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoliang's confidence, Xia Qiuran relaxed a little and took out the notebook she had prepared beforehand.

"By the way, what kind of class is this?"

"This is a Chinese language class, taught by our Political Commissar Zhou."

Xia Qiuran nodded. Commissar Zhou's classes were good, and after class she could explain her situation to him. That way, if she was ever late for work or something, it would be easier to talk to him.

"squeak…"

Just then, the classroom door was slowly pushed open. Due to its age, the old door made a not-too-loud sound when it was pushed open.

The students all looked up at the same time and saw a very tall and straight figure striding onto the podium.

Xia Qiuran's eyes widened in surprise. Wasn't it supposed to be Political Commissar Zhou teaching the Chinese class? How could it be him?