The power of knowledge is really powerful.

After the lighthouse had built-in dampers, the typhoon had nothing to do about it.

In fact, this lighthouse is relatively not very tall, it is only the base is fragile, so as long as its wooden base does not break due to repeated shaking, then it is safe in typhoon days.

So the militia got bored.

They would love to go home......

But the waves on the sea are monstrous, don't be able to go today, and you won't be able to go tomorrow!

And there are no entertainment facilities on the island.

So the militiamen stared wide-eyed.

Now there are only more than 100 young people on the island, everyone wants to play, but what can they play?

In the evening, a pheasant was frightened by the typhoon and got into the house, and everyone was reluctant to slaughter and eat, and took turns to play with the chicken.

In the end, looking at the messy and dying appearance of the chicken, Wang Yi was a little unbearable.

Tired of playing crooked pheasants, the militiamen were ambitious, and asked each other: "What are we playing?" ”

Make a bold suggestion: "Let's go wrestling, how about wrestling on a typhoon day?" ”

No one answered his words.

This is a madman!

First of all, how dangerous is it to wrestle on a windy day, but the stones on the top of this mountain are all granite, and how many years has that thing been exposed to the wind and sun but it is solid, and wrestling on it?

If you accidentally drop your head, you can add a dish to the militia at night:

Red oil brain flower.

Wang Yi laughed next to him, he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, in fact, he did have some games that didn't use tools to pass the boring time, but he didn't want to.

You don't have to show your face too much.

As a result, he wanted to keep a low profile, but the militia refused to let him go, Li Yansong proposed: "Mr. Wang, I heard that you are very good at commenting on books, we are bored here, you can give us a few commentaries to pass the time." ”

The smile on Wang Yi's face suddenly froze.

I don't have a mobile phone and I don't have a book, how can I give you a book?

He immediately refused, "It's all the members who are blind, I can teach but I can't judge." ”

But the militia were so bored that many of them had heard that he could comment on books, so they clamoured:

"Teacher Wang, come one, Teacher Wang, come one!"

"One, two, three, four, five, we waited so hard!"

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, we are in a hurry!"

Wang Yi was very embarrassed.

But when he saw this, even Daring and the others were coaxing.

I was surrounded by a group of men.

He didn't have a choice, so he proposed: "Comrades, let's sing, you are all militiamen, so there must be a military song training competition during military training every year, right?" ”

After a few events that happened after arriving on the island, especially the fact that he used fishing nets and bricks as dampers to free the big guys from the storm, he was already vaguely regarded as a commander by the militia.

So when he proposed, someone heeded: "Then a ......"

"What's coming? Jin Lao Er, you have a bright voice, don't you? The other militiamen shouted at him.

"Otherwise, let's play the song first, play the song to encourage Teacher Wang, and at the same time let Teacher Wang prepare, ready to comment on the book for us, okay?" Li Yanhua compromised and gave a suggestion.

The militiamen applauded: "Okay! ”

Shi Dazhang seized the time to prepare to show himself, and quickly stood up: "Then I'll give the comrades a head......"

"Officer Shi is here, do you need to raise your head?" The militia coaxed him.

Shi Dazhang sat down with a smile, Shi Dashou stood up and said: "Okay, if the comrades want to play the military song, then we have to have a competition, just right, we have three teams now, then we will compete according to the three teams!" ”

The militiamen agreed: "Okay! "Okay!"

But some people asked: "Since it is a race song, there is a reward for those who win, and a punishment for losing, right?" ”

Now the big guy is in a dilemma.

They want to be rewarded, but what can they reward?

If you punish those who lose, so that they don't want to, it is naturally more attractive to have a reward for winning than a punishment for losing.

At this time, Yi Qiaomu stood up and said with a smile:

"Comrades, our revolutionary contingent has had a tradition of fighting songs and fighting spirit since the time when it was still the Red Army, and although you are not regular troops, the militia contingent is also a force to be reckoned with in defending the homeland and defending the country."

"In this way, if you have a song competition, then an old man like me can't participate, I'll be a judge for you, and at the same time, everyone knows, when the storm passes, I will invite my comrades to have a meal and a drink."

"But my life knows that my family is not very wealthy, so I may not be able to invite you to drink good wine when I invite the big guys to drink, I heard that there are three kinds of wine popular in our Wengzhou area, according to the grade from low to high, it is Yimao Yao, Ninety Daqu and Ten Marshals!"

"Then it's better to use the grade of wine to reward your three teams, the first one drinks the top ten marshals, the second drinks the ninety song, and the third one can only burn a dime, okay?"

"Okay!" The militia suddenly came to their senses.

"This is good!"

"Good fellow, the first to drink the top ten marshals?!"

The Ten Marshals are the best wine among the common people's wine, and this wine is bottled wine, and it can be known from the title of 'Ten Yuan' that it is worth ten yuan a bottle.

Ten yuan is undoubtedly very expensive, but it is a very big bottle, and it should be called a jar of wine, a jar of five catties sells for ten yuan, but it is actually two yuan a catty.

However, compared to Yimaoyao and Jiu0 Daqu, this is still a good wine, especially this wine is not sold in bulk, and people on the outer islands usually can't drink it, and only when they get married, some people with good conditions will buy it to greet guests.

Last time, Li Yansong and Li Yanhua brothers were ready to buy this wine when they wanted to have a treat, but in the end, they were reluctant to buy Jiu0 Daqu.

In this way, Yi Qiaomu's proposal raised everyone's fighting spirit.

Bold immediately stood up and shouted: "Okay, then our second team will come first!" ”

"You two teams rest." Shi Dazhang stood up, "Our team is in front, let's come first!" ”

Boldly roll up your sleeves: "Then use wrestling to decide who comes first!" ”

Ding Deshui said disdainfully: "I haven't been injured on my waist, you are not a wrestler like this!" ”

In the end, they scissors and baggage hammers to win.

Shi Dazhang was the first to be eliminated, and then the militia in their team complained to him: "Paralyzed, Captain Shi, did you touch your wife's ditch last night?" Why do your hands stink so much? ”

Boldly and neatly won Ding Deshui.

The people of the second team applauded for their lives.

Boldly triumphant: "I'll come first, you have to be embarrassed, okay, now I will fulfill your wishes." ”

Wang Yi gave him a thumbs up: "Bold, awesome!" ”

boldly squeezed his eyes at him and whispered: "There is a trick to guessing boxing, especially for two people guessing boxing, you can give him a hint by staring at the opponent's eyes, such as if you put your fist on your mouth and cough, then he will basically be burdened next time." ”

Wang Yi gave two thumbs up this time:

The militia didn't look at the art of war and looked at "Psychology", yes!

After they discussed, they said to Shi Dashou, who was presiding: "Officer Shi, let's have a "Sea Sailing by the Helmsman"!" ”

"Good!"

Shi Dashou's legs staggered slightly one after the other, then raised his hands and began to sing: "The sea sails by the helmsman, and the growth of all things depends on the sun - prepare, get up!" ”

A loud song rang out:

"The sea sails by the helmsman, all things grow by the sun, the rain and dew nourish the seedlings, and the revolution depends on the ideas of the leaders. Fish can't do without water, melons can't do without seedlings, and the revolutionary masses can't do without the Communist Party......"

Wang Yi, who sang the red song, was not a person, so he didn't drag everyone back, but sat in the corner and pondered "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

The plot is clear to him, but he can't describe many sentences in their original form.

As a result, the temptation of the Ten Marshals was stronger than that of the storytellers, and the militiamen forgot to let him comment on the story, and sang from the afternoon to the fall of night.

Wang Yi can be regarded as listening to the red song:

"The commune is an evergreen vine, the members are all melons on the vine, the melons are connected to the vines, the vines are holding the melons, the fatter the vines, the sweeter the melons, the stronger the vines, the stronger the melons, the green vines of the commune are connected to thousands of families, and they work together to grow crops......"

"Ahhh......h

“……”

The voice was loud and high-spirited, and the last one of them was hoarse.

It was the reserve team that won, and Ding Deshui on the reserve side had a good voice, and he led the singing and even sang tricks, and played a duet with the militia.

The second team drank 90 Daqu, and the first team went to drink Yimaoyao.

This made a group of militiamen angry, and they sprinkled their anger on Shi Dazhang again: "Captain Shi, how the hell did you take the lead with a grin?" Did you lick your wife's ditch last night? How is it always out of tune? ”

There are also people who vent their dissatisfaction with yin and yang: "Really licked? What does it smell like? ”

Shi Dazhang was secretly angry in his heart.

Okay, you are cheap-mouthed, you wait while drinking, I secretly spit into the wine jar, don't you want to know what it tastes like? Then I'll let you taste the groove for yourselves!

It was getting dark.

The wind was still howling outside, but the rain had completely stopped.

Wang Yi went out to see.

The night is damp and cold, not like July like February.

The spring breeze in February is like scissors, and the scissors are still messy.

The ground at the top of the hill had dried up, and he went to the edge to look out to sea.

The clouds are thick, and there must be heavy rain waiting for you.

They are now in the area of influence of the typhoon, and when the typhoon passes, it will bring down the torrential rain.

The sky was starless, gloomy and gloomy.

But the sea was bright.

Wang Yi looked at the sea and was surprised to find that there was a bright blue shining in the sea area on the edge of Dapeng Island!

The night sea has a brilliant blue color, and this blue exudes a thin light, revealing a resentful color in the wild waves.

As the twilight drifted, the sea swelled, and huge waves flew up and crashed on the reef, roaring and scattering like a bomb.

Blue bombs.

On a night without moonlight and starlight, the waves should be colorless after blooming, but tonight the waves on Dapeng Island were dyed with a hazy halo.

Originally, it was just a clear and clear sea water, which suddenly had a melancholy temperament, and they were surging in patches, driving large clusters of blue fluorescence.

It's like a dream.

Wang Yi didn't expect to see the fluorescent sea here!

He shouted to the others in amazement, "Hey, come and see, the sea is turning blue." ”

The militiamen who came out to let off the wind hear the news, and after seeing it next to him, they all laughed: "This is the Yaksha Sea, what's so strange?" ”

"It seems that this storm is not only afraid of us, but also the dragon lord, killing the Yaksha to sacrifice to the sky, and the blood of the Yaksha is flowing out."

"Teacher, Tian Jun, come and see, it's a fluorescent sea, it's so beautiful - but be careful, the wind is very strong!"

Wang recalled: "Yes, this is a fluorescent sea, and the fluorescent sea on the outer islands is generally only available around the Dragon Boat Festival, but I didn't expect to see such a large fluorescent sea today." ”

Yi Qiaomu is still literate, he explained after seeing it: "This is a kind of seaweed flood rich in fluorescein, it should be a storm that blew them over, blowing them apart through the sea water and rubbing fluorescein fiercely, and then producing a large blue fluorescence." ”

"It's beautiful!"

His Ikuta Jun: "Teacher, let me take a picture of you." ”

They came with cameras, and before they repaired the lighthouse, they had to take pictures of the lighthouse.

Tian Jungo carefully took out the camera from the suitcase.

The militiamen were curious, and several young people gathered around to take a look, but Tian Jun stopped them: "This is a Nikon camera, an imported product, don't touch it, it's very expensive." ”

Wang Yi's heart tightened.

I rub it, this can't be one of the two F-3s I sold, right?

He leaned up to take a general look, and his heart tightened: "This is the Nikon F-3?" ”

Tian Jun smiled: "Do you still know about the F-3? Seems to be a photography enthusiast too, right? But I'm an F-2, an F-2A to be specific. ”

Wang Yi was stunned.

Does this Nikon camera exist in China?

He asked, "How much does this camera cost?" ”

Tian Jun said: "It's thousands of yuan, I don't know the specifics, it was purchased by the school, bought the year before last, and handed over to our Department of Architecture this year." ”

When the militia heard this, they were shocked: "Just a few thousand dollars for such a small machine? ”

"Kill, rob money!"

Wang Yi pondered thoughtfully.

Since the F-2 can already be imported, the F-3 should also be imported, so that he may be able to sell Nikon cameras openly.

He stood in the wind and pondered, his eyes a dark blue surging in the night.

The wind is strong and the waves are turbulent, and the fluorescent sea of Dapeng Island is not worse than the blue light beach.

The fluorescence of the blue beach is as clear as starlight, bright and tranquil, and has a romantic atmosphere.

The fluorescence of Dapeng Island is very active, and it is the smurfs that beat on the sea.

The night was dark, and the ocean suddenly lit up.

An unusually strong light was released from the high lighthouse, shining out far, far away, Wang Yi looked at the light, and seemed to be able to see the dock in the county!

This lighthouse is amazing!

The people on the sea have an unusual affection for the strong lights emitted by the lighthouse, and the militia gather together to look at the light of the sea.

Under the strong light, the stormy waves are clearer.

Some people also felt sorry for diesel and said to Song Guoqiang: "Uncle Qiang, there is no ship on the sea tonight, why are you lighting the lights?" It's a waste of oil. ”

Song Guoqiang said: "Who has no ship on the day of the typhoon? There is no ship that does not know that there is a typhoon today, or that an ocean-going ship happens to return, so that our lighthouse will play a big role. ”

"Again, this is a government rule, no matter what the weather, as long as the lighthouse is not broken, the light must be released...... The red star sparkled brightly...... "Gu shy."

He just started humming a song.

Apparently also infected by the afternoon militia singing.

The militia on Tianya Island continued to eat instant noodles and noodle soup and cakes, and now the militiamen have become more affectionate after singing, and some people go to mix noodle soup and drink with a hippie smile.

Daring and the others had to add more water and try to distribute some soup outside.

Li Yansong cried and was very unhappy.

The soup was filled with too much water, and the taste of the sauce was very light, and he finally bought a pack of instant noodles, but he didn't taste good.

After eating and drinking, Wang Yi was invited to the front.

The militiamen still haven't forgotten his commentary......

So, Wang Yi's deep voice sounded in the dark room: "My grandfather's name is Hu Guohua, and the ancestors of the Hu family are famous descendants of ten miles and eight towns - no, they are big landowners, and they are famous beautiful landowners in ten miles and eight towns." ”

"When I was at my best, I bought several buildings and streets in the city, and I could raise several daughters-in-law just by collecting rent. But as the saying goes, you can't be rich for three generations. This is very reasonable, when my family property was passed on to my grandfather's generation, the time entered the Republic of China period, and then the family began to decline......"

The wind was howling outside, and the people inside were scared out of their bodies.

Wang Yi's empty vernacular "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" is naturally not as good as having a book in hand, and his talent for singing the world is not comparable to him.

But tonight the environment cooperates.

A group of men are trapped on an isolated island on a windy day, and then listen to ghost stories in the dark of night - Wang Yi pauses when he thinks of this:

This is the most standard island model in homicidal reasoning!

Also called Blizzard Hills Killing Mode!

He hesitated, not knowing if it should be changed to "Murder on the Eastern Train", he was familiar with this story, and he liked suspense and reasoning very much.

As a result, as soon as he paused here, the militiamen became anxious: "Teacher Wang, you are fast." ”

"Yes, yes, go on, what happened to your grandfather after he went to the cemetery of Thirteen Miles?"

"Not Mr. Wang's grandfather, Mr. Wang's surname is Wang ......"

"His ancestor's surname is Hu, yes, Mr. Wang's own ......"

Wang Yi rolled his eyes, so he had to continue: "That night was a Mao Moon weather, comrades, do you know what a Mao Moon is?" ”

The storytelling lasted until the wee hours of the morning.

It began to rain again in the early hours of the morning, and the militiamen could not bear it anymore and began to sleep staggeringly - too tired during the day.

There are few houses and a large number of militiamen on Dapeng Island, so they can only sit on their raincoats with their knees crossed.

Wang Yi couldn't sleep.

the sound of the wind, the rain, the waves; Fart grinding dreams talk.

It's a mess in the house.

The next morning, the wind began to decrease, so Yi Qiaomu let out a sigh of relief.

He looked at the tall lighthouse and smiled: he did not fail in his mission, and finally did not let this century-old lighthouse be destroyed by his own hands.

In this way, he looked at Wang Yi.

The gaze is more and more appreciative.

Shi Dazhang came to him and asked, "Expert Yi, we finally kept the lighthouse, this is a great achievement, when will we have a celebration banquet?" ”

Yi Qiaomu said: "What's the matter, you have to wait for two days, right?" The first is to repair this lighthouse first, and the second is that I want to ask the comrades of the commune to help me buy ingredients and wine, and also hire a cook. ”

Shi Dazhang said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, we can wait." ”

That way they pack their things and get ready to leave.

In the afternoon, when the wind was lighter and the sky was less gloomy, and the stormy waves on the sea turned into waves, Shi Dashou sent them back one by one in the commune's motor boat.

When Wang Yi and the others returned to the dock, someone shouted: "Teacher Wang, they are back!" ”

The members who were packing up their things on the shore immediately rushed to the dock:

"Teacher Wang, are you bold?"

"How? Is there something wrong? It's all back, right? ”

"The past two days have been very stormy, how do you go to work? The wind and rain are easy to catch the wind and cold, Director Hongmei, let's go back and boil some brown sugar ginger water. ”

Looking at the eager expressions of the members and listening to their concerned inquiries, Wang Yi was warm in his heart and replied one by one:

"I'm back, Second Uncle and Aunt Qing, we're all back."

"It's okay, nothing, a lot of them are back."

"Don't bother to boil brown sugar ginger water, let's get some sleep, the big guys were crammed into a hut last night and didn't sleep well."

Wang Xianghong, who was presiding over the post-disaster reconstruction work, strode over, and he smiled after seeing everyone come back: "Okay, it's really right to let Mr. Wang lead the team, and a lot of them have been brought back to our production team." ”

Bold and others shouted one after another: "Branch secretary, you are really far-sighted, fortunately let Mr. Wang lead the team......"

"I'm grass, don't you know, it's not Mr. Wang, I have to die there this time......"

"Bah, don't be blind. But it's not Mr. Wang, we're really tired this trip, Mr. Wang is really amazing, he's really Zhuge Liang, a plan to determine the world......"

Qiu Weishui hurried again.

Wang Yi led her away directly.

He yawned and said, "I'm fine, I'm sleepy, I have to go back to sleep first." Tired but not tired, I didn't sleep well last night, hundreds of old men are stuffed in a hut, like a group of canned fish, lying can't lie down, can't stand, toss! ”

Qiu Weishui cared: "Eat something, right?" I'm going to stir fry you a dish. ”

Wang Yi smiled: "Wait for me to sleep, I'm really sleepy this time, you can do whatever you want me when I fall asleep, you can give me the best food." ”

Qiu Weishui pursed his lips and smiled: "Blind what? Do you eat human flesh? It's illegal to eat human flesh! ”

Wang Yi was dumbfounded.

This girl doesn't know what it means, 'Eat you'.

When he returned, Lao Huang led four little milk dogs to surround him, and the tiger eagle squatted on the stove and tilted its head to squint at him, with messy feathers and a lot of sand on his body.

Qiu Weishui introduced him: "Oh, I don't know if this sea eagle is clever or stupid, what's going on, wasn't there a big thunderbolt yesterday?" It was terrified and flew wildly. ”

"But the wind was so strong that it blew it into the sea, but fortunately the waves pushed it ashore, and when it came up, it quickly drilled into the sand, and on the other side of the bay, it stayed in the sand on the upper edge of the bay for a day and a night, and it was discovered when the wind stopped just now."

"At that time, most of it was buried in the wind, with its head and one wing outside, and the members thought that a seabird was killed in the sand by the typhoon, so they happily dug it out, and only after digging it out did they recognize that this is not our sea eagle?"

Wang recalled: "This is not a sea eagle, this is a sand sculpture. ”

He pondered for a moment, this name is okay.

The sand sculpture is estimated to be a little head-covered, and he doesn't know how to clean up his feathers, and he squatted on the stove to apply a stupid compress.

Wang Yi washed his face, changed his clothes, and fell asleep.

Qiu Weishui quickly propped up the raincoat, took away his clothes and shoes and washed him.

I slept in the dark.

When he woke up, it was dark, and Wang Yi looked out and was startled, thinking that the typhoon had turned around and came back.

Let the sea breeze blow outside the window, he came to his senses, looked up at the stars in the sky, and realized that it was nightfall.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he went back for 22 years, and calculated that Qiu Danian and they had already returned to Wengzhou, so Wang Yi sent a message to Qiu Danian, asking him to investigate the case of 82 spies fabricating rumors.

This case should not be classified as confidential, judging from the discussion on the forum, many people have an impression of this matter, and it is clear that those people were arrested and tried in the open.

He was afraid that Qiu Danian would not have enough connections, so he asked Qiu Danian to ask Yuan Hui and Rao Yi.

At the same time, he sent a photo of the old Dongfeng 120 camera to the two to see if he could find a suitable opportunity to sell it.

This camera is also hundreds of thousands of things.

Director Jing hasn't sent him a message yet, and the old man's genetic test results haven't come out yet, so Wang Yi arranged the task and went back to 82.

Typhoon days are magical.

The sea becomes calm before and after the wind comes, and only when a typhoon arrives is earth-shattering.

He got up and went to Wang Xianghong's house, Qiu Weishui saw him enter the door and went to the kitchen to cook for him, Wang Xianghong, who was smoking, knocked on the cigarette pouch pot and asked him: "Are you comfortable sleeping?" ”

Wang Yi said: "Well, it's comfortable, how is it, how about the loss on our island?" ”

Wang Xianghong said: "There is no big loss, there is nothing to do well to prepare, anyway, we have to experience several typhoons every year, that is, the courtyard wall of the birthday star's house and the thatched house of the Daquan family collapsed, this tomorrow will send two workers to help them repair and repair, a trivial matter." ”

"It's better that there is no loss on the glass!" Xiufang came over and poured him a bowl of cold white water with a smile, "It turns out that sticking tape can also prevent the glass from being blown apart, in the past, a few pieces of glass were blown on typhoon days, this year, Mr. Wang, you have guided well, saving money and tickets!" ”

Wang Dongfang also came over to say: "Later, when the cadres of the Flood Control Office come over to count the losses, we have to ask for a few glass tickets, and we can make a few dollars by selling them, and repair the courtyard wall for the birthday star's family." ”

Wang Xianghong waved his hand to let the two of them go, and Wang Dongfang took away his daughter-in-law in a weird way: "This is a meeting of the two generations of leaders of the production team, a meeting of senior cadres, our members are far away, don't listen to confidential information." ”

"Fuck off, go to bed early if you have nothing to do, and I'm going to work tomorrow when the weather is good." The king yelled at him.

Looking back, the old branch secretary showed a trace of bitterness to Wang Yi again: "Alas, the tape you sent has played a big role and helped our team collectively avoid some losses, but there are still losses on the side of Cai Miaozi, and the losses are quite bad, alas." ”

Wang recalled: "It doesn't matter, wait for me on Sunday, almost this Sunday, I will go to Shanghai again, get some good vegetable seedlings or seeds to bring over, and now it is too late to plant." ”

Wang Xianghong nodded: "Persimmons, peppers, eggplants and the like can bear fruit in two months, and they can be planted in time now." ”

But he sighed again: "Although we are not experts in growing vegetables, we also know some basic things, the weather is too hot in the future, can the seedlings withstand the weather?" ”

Wang Yi said: "It shouldn't be a big problem, although we are hot here, it is not dry and sunny, it is relatively humid, and it is quite friendly to seedlings." ”

Qiu Weishui cooked him a large bowl of noodles, covered with dark green toon leaves.

This is a spring pinch down with salted toon leaves.

People who don't like to eat can't stand this thing, but it's delicious for those who like to eat.

Wang Yi belongs to the type of people who like to eat toon.

The taste of toon for him is the smell of spring, so he does not resist the taste.

While he was eating noodles, Wang Xianghong asked him, "You don't want to touch the monkey?" There must have been monkeys on the mountain after the rain. ”

Wang Yi was quite interested in this: "Yes, but do we know much about Tianya Island?" ”

Wang Xianghong said: "Many, many." You wait, it won't take three or two days to fill the mountains and fields with known screams, so noisy that people can't sleep. ”

Wang Yi said to Qiu Weishui: "Then let's go and find out, right?" ”

Qiu Weishui was pleased: "Okay, I happened to bring a flashlight." ”

Wang Yi said: "No flashlight ......"

"Don't use a flashlight?" Xiufang came over to clean up the dishes and chopsticks for him, "Teacher Wang, you don't need a flashlight, what do you want to do when you lead Teacher Xiaoqiu into the woods?" ”

Wang Yi said embarrassedly: "I mean I don't need her flashlight, I have a flashlight over there, and my flashlight was made by me when I was older, but it was lit." ”

Wang Xianghong asked with interest: "Do you also make your own flashlight?" Is it so powerful? ”

Wang Yi explained: "Either I make the raw materials and then make the flashlight, or I buy the accessories, and then change them to combine them, so that the flashlight is powerful and the lights are bright." ”

Naturally, he brought his flashlight from 22.

However, in order to prevent people from seeing the problem, he really made DIY, using the shell of an old-fashioned tin flashlight, and then inside was a set of rechargeable flashlights.

It's bright!

Absolute night caught!

Wang Xianghong asked again: "By the way, Mr. Wang, you are still going to lead the students of our school to assemble radios, do you still want to do this?" ”

Wang Yi said: "Of course I want to do it, but don't worry, I still need some electronic parts, which have to be mailed from the capital, and they have not been mailed yet." ”

"In this way, why don't you talk to Uncle Gao and let him make some radio boxes first."

Wang Xianghong asked hesitantly: "This, can the second high school do it?" ”

Wang Yi gestured and said: "It's very simple, we don't have to pay much attention to aesthetics, it's just a small boxy box, leaving a gap for installing knobs and iron gauze sounds......"

Wang Xianghong understood what he meant, and said, "Then I'll talk to Ergao, you have time to find him, and give him detailed guidance." ”

Wang Yi agreed to come down and led Qiu Weishui out of the mountain, Lao Huang walked down and saw them and followed.

There are quite a few people who have touched monkeys.

Adults and children were dispatched, and the dogs of the production team wagked their tails and followed, they were ecstatic when they saw Lao Huang, and hurriedly came up to smell Lao Huang's fart.

The reason why the word 'touch' is used on the island as a definite word for the event is because it really needs to be touched - the members have flashlights at home, but they are reluctant to use batteries.

So the children and adults had to come to the trees and reach out and fumble for them.

However, this year, the situation has improved, every household has a little light, and there are street lights at the intersection, so that the trees in front of the door and behind the door and the trees at the intersection can be illuminated by the residual light of the lights, and the monkeys in these places are swept away for the first time.

Wang Yi and Qiu Weishui turned around on the mountain.

It had just rained and there was standing water on the mountain, so he turned on his flashlight.

On this dark night.

Occasionally, a few dim flashlights shine in the forest.

Then the light in Wang Yi's hand lit up-

It's dawn!

Lao Huang was startled by the sudden light, and suddenly took a step backwards and shouted at the light: "Wang! ”

Soon another voice sounded from a tree above: "What is this?" Why is it so bright? ”

Qiu Weishui was also surprised: "Mr. Wang, how did you change it, how could you change it to be so bright?" ”

Wang Yi smiled: "Just use a small bulb with high power." ”

Qiu Weishui asked, "But this kind of light bulb consumes electricity quickly." ”

Wang Yi unscrewed the flashlight and showed her: "So I don't use an ordinary battery, it's an industrial battery, not a battery stuffed into it, and I directly use a generator and socket to power it." ”

The bright light of his flashlight quickly attracted several teenagers around him, and the teenagers who came to touch the monkey ran over.

Wang Yi moved the flashlight over and saw that there were more or less several monkeys in their hands.

There's a lot to gain!

Wang Choumao handed the monkey directly to him, "Teacher Wang, I touched it for you and Teacher Xiaoqiu, you have a flashlight, and the light is so bright, then you lead us to touch the monkey." ”

Wang Yi was not happy when he heard it.

He handed the flashlight to Wang Choumao: "Then you use this flashlight, the teacher wants to touch the monkey with Teacher Xiaoqiu, because the leader comrade has done it himself, and he has enough food and clothing by himself, and the fruits of his labor taste the most delicious!" ”

This is a cover-up.

In fact, he wanted to get along with Qiu Weishui in private.

How can it be fun to touch a monkey and touch a girl's hand?

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