"Does this work?"

Gao Yun and Pang Xuelin stared blankly.

This is the first time Gao Yun has met Pang Xuelin.

Most of the previous understanding of Pang Xuelin originated from Pang Xuelin's profile and Wang Muhui's description.

The reason Gao Yunhe followed Wang Muhui this time was mainly to help Wang Muhui check and see if there was any problem with Pang Xuelin's true identity.

In Gao Yunhe's eyes, if Wang Muhui's description of Pang Xuelin was not mixed with any water, this young man must be a genius with super high talent and dedication.

But he never thought that Pang Xuelin could even put forward such an idea.

As a senior reporter of the "Lincheng Daily", Gao Yunhe certainly understands the practical significance of the undergraduate education plan and the political significance behind it.

If the undergraduate education support plan can really be carried out smoothly, then as the initiator of this plan, Pang Xuelin's various hidden political benefits in the future can hardly be estimated.

This is almost equivalent to a move to shape the body.

For a time, Gao Yunhe's views on the young man improved a bit.

On the contrary, Wang Muhui didn't have Gao Yun and so many ideas. She looked at Pang Xuelin with amazement: "Large brother, this idea is good. If this plan is successfully implemented, maybe the problem of shortage of teachers in primary and middle schools in poor areas may really be solved."

Pang Xuelin smiled lightly and said, "It's not enough to solve it, at least it will be alleviated to a certain extent. To completely solve the problem of insufficient educational resources in rural areas, it is still necessary to rely on economic development and long-term persistent investment in education."

Gao Yunhe nodded: "Ms. Pang said well, but you can think of such a clever way, it is very difficult."

The three talked and laughed while walking along the mountain road.

Anhe County is located in the depths of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau.

At the beginning, Wang Muhui and Gao Yunhe had some interest.

Gao Yunhe stopped from time to time to find the right angle to take landscape photos.

After all, it is difficult to see this primitive landscape in the provincial capital.

But over time, the interest of the two people in talking has become less high.

All that remained was the fatigue and numbness that had accumulated in the two people.

Pang Xuelin had to slow down so that they could keep up with their own pace.

At 6:30 in the evening, the three successfully arrived at the foot of the mountain temple.

Fortunately, Pang Xuelin has repeatedly emphasized the hardship of entering the mountains before. Therefore, although Wang Muhui and Gao Yunhe are tired, they have not endured the same pain.

The rest of the night in the mountain temple, the next morning, the three continued to set off.

Until noon, Gao Yun and Wang Muhui couldn't bear it anymore.

Pang Xuelin had to stop and rest, then took out dry food, water, and pickles from the rucksacks, and the three of them ate.

"Big brother, how long are we going to go!"

Wang Muhui took off her shoes, poured out some small stones that she accidentally entered, and gently beat her stiff thighs with her hands.

Pang Xuelin smiled bitterly: "According to our current speed, I don't know if it will be available at nine o'clock in the evening."

"Ah ... so long?"

Wang Muhui's eyes widened,

Gao Yunhe said with some emotion: "Mr. Pang, you, Lingziding Village, are far more remote than I was when I went to the countryside as an educated youth. If I put it back then, I would still be able to keep up with you. Now I am used to enjoying blessings in the city, and my body can't afford it. "

Pang Xuelin smiled and was about to speak.

Suddenly, in the corner of his eyes, Yu Guang swept forward, and four figures appeared in a hurry.

Among the three people who walked in front, Pang Xuelin had seen before. It was exactly when the two men and a woman foreigner who met at the mountain temple before going down the mountain. The man who walked at the end seemed to carry something on his back. Wrapped in a layer of cloth, his head followed behind the three.

Pang Xuelin glanced across the four faces, and finally settled on the man who walked last.

The man saw Pang Xuelin's eyes sweeping away, and he ducked a little.

Pang Xuelin frowned, faintly feeling that the man's face was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it before, but he couldn't remember the identity of the man.

The four hurriedly walked past Pang Xuelin and walked out of them for about a dozen meters. Pang Xuelin's mind flashed, and he looked up and said, "Su Jianhui!"

The man who walked at the end turned his head subconsciously and looked at Pang Xuelin, but his pace accelerated.

"Su Jianhui, stand by me! What are you carrying on your back ?!"

Suddenly Pang Xuelin stood up from the ground, and took out the hatchet that was behind him, and said to Gao Yunhe and Wang Muhui: "Xiao Hui, Director Gao, these people have problems. You are here, do n’t go anywhere ! "

Then, Pang Xuelin rushed straight up.

Su Jianhui seemed to be aware of the danger and seemed to say something to the three men in front. The two front men stopped and walked towards Pang Xuelin.

Su Jianhui and the remaining middle-aged woman speeded up and ran down the mountain.

"Big brother!"

Wang Muhui did not expect such an accident, and quickly got up and looked at Pang Xuelin's back, yelling.

Gao Yunhe put the biscuits and the camera around his neck aside and said, "Xiao Hui, look at these things, I'll take a look!"

Pang Xuelin looked at the menacing two men, one of whom had already taken out a gleaming dagger.

The man holding the dagger yelled at Pang Xuelin in non-standard Mandarin. The main point was that the brother stopped and had something to say. There was no need to desperately.

Pang Xuelin clenched the hatchet with one hand, rushed forward without a word, and was not afraid.

At this time, one person and the other are fighting for courage and blood.

What's more, this body is in the most vigorous age of blood and blood, walking around the mountain all the year round, coupled with the continuous oil and water for more than half a month, Pang Xuelin has strength.

Opposite to seeing Pang Xuelin not responding, the two still rushed forward aggressively, and could not help but a little fear.

Seeing that the distance between the two sides was only one meter.

"kill!"

Pang Xuelin took the hatchet directly and chopped off the head of the man holding the dagger in his head.

Where did the man think of Pang Xuelin's killing when he came up, the momentum was weak again. Although the dagger in his hand stabbed at Pang Xuelin, his own body hid away.

By the way, the hatchet instantly struck the man's right shoulder.

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The thick cotton coat was chopped out instantly ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Yin Hong's blood spewed out.

Pang Xuelin was able to avoid the opponent's dagger on his side, and the hatchet swept across and took the dagger in his hand.

Later, Pang Xuelin kicked the man into a mountain stream that was three or four meters high.

The man rushed down and wailed.

When the man behind the man thought of his companion's face-to-face meeting, he was solved by Pang Xuelin, and his face was so scared that he turned and ran.

At this time, Gao Yunhe caught up and saw Pang Xuelin's shot. He immediately cut and injured one person, and his face suddenly changed slightly.

Pang Xuelin picked up the dagger from the ground and said, "Director Gao, these are traffickers. Hold this dagger. Hold on to the injured person below, and I will chase them!"

"Mr. Pang, be careful!"

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