Teacher's Office.

As soon as He Yun returned to his desk, he saw Teacher He, the head teacher of Class 1 of the second year of junior high school, coming over.

"Teacher He, I heard that you lost your temper in our class just now? Isn't it that these students are too naughty! You told me that I wouldn't discipline them well when I went back! ”

Regarding Teacher He's words, He Yun immediately smiled and hurriedly replied, "Teacher He! It's not that serious, they're just a little naughty, like their age, in fact...... No, I just asked them to write Mulan poems silently in class, but they actually bargained with me, you say...... It's ......! ”

"Magnolia? I think this text seems to be the last one, right? Teacher He, is your teaching process so fast? ”

"Why! Teacher He, I just think this text is more difficult, although I taught them before, but I am afraid that they did not learn well, now let them learn again, so that they can deepen their memory in the future......! ”

In fact, He Yun's words are complete nonsense!

He wanted them to deepen their memory more, he was just more familiar with this text!

That's right!

As for the current full-time ten-year junior high school second Chinese textbook, after he flipped through it, he found that one of the texts was more familiar.

This is Mulan Poem!

As for the other texts, he was not very familiar with them!

That's right, before his rebirth, He Yun was born in the 90s, and he used the 90s people's education version of the textbook, but now it is the mid-80s, and he still uses the old textbooks, and he has never learned it at all, so he naturally has no impression.

"That's ......! I thought Mr. He had adopted some new teaching method! Dare to teach them in advance, I'll just say......"

"That's right! Mr. He! Have you been writing novels lately? ”

Teacher He suddenly asked, and He Yun was instantly stunned.

It's changing the topic too quickly, isn't it?

I was talking about classroom discipline just now, but now I'm talking about novels again.

Although he was a little puzzled in his heart, He Yun still replied: "I didn't write it!" Now the course is relatively tight, how can I have this time! ”

However, He Yun's modesty made Teacher He shake his head: "Teacher He! You can't think of it! You are the pride of our school, you must write ......"

"Teacher He...... I suddenly remembered that I had something to do, you see...... Why don't we talk about ...... another day? ”

When He Yun saw that Teacher He had given him a political lesson, he immediately interrupted him and made an excuse to leave.

And Teacher He may have seen that He Yun didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, so he smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Okay......!" Let's talk again when we have time, I have to go back to the class and discipline these little guys for Teacher He......!" ”

After Mr. He finished speaking, he turned around and left quickly.

At this time, He Yun saw that the other teachers also got up and prepared to go to class, so he hurriedly packed up the manuscript paper in the drawer, sandwiched it in the textbook, and left.

Today, he has finished all the classes, and now that he finally has some free time, he is ready to go home again.

If nothing else, just one, he has to bring all the thick quilts at home.

Now that the weather is getting cooler, living alone in the school makes me feel a little cool.

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At night, He Yun walked to the wooden window, looked out of the window through the anti-theft window made of wooden sticks, and a cool breeze suddenly blew in, and he couldn't help but wrap his coat tightly.

In the evening, it began to drizzle and the temperature dropped by seven or eight degrees, and when he rushed back to school from home with his things, the rain suddenly began to fall.

After dinner, he hurried back to his school lodgings with his things.

A single dormitory!

All right!

It is said to be a single dormitory, but it is actually an empty warehouse of more than ten square meters.

When I moved in some time ago, I didn't even have a bed, but Director Jiao of the logistics department found some green bricks, and found a mat and door panel, and simply made a bed, which made it happen for a while.

However, the weather has become cooler recently, and the mat must not be able to sleep, so He Yun can only bring thick clothes, such as military coats or something, and a thick quilt from home.

Then, he got an iron stove from Director Jiao, which looked like an old-fashioned gasoline tin gasoline barrel, which should have been used for many years, and it was rusty and covered with a layer of ash inside.

As for the other furniture, He Yun also wasted the strength of his old nose, so he got two wooden chairs, a broken desk, and a bamboo bookcase, which should have been some years old, and he could barely make do with some clothes and books.

The door panel is very hard, and the quilt he brought is relatively thin, so a few days ago, he brought a knitted blanket from home.

This kind of knitted blanket is made of iron leaves, which has a good warmth effect, but sometimes it people, so it can only be spread under the cotton quilt and on the wooden board.

After He Yun closed the wooden window of the newspaper, he put the stove with the fire under the desk, and he sat down at the desk and took out a thick stack of manuscript paper from the drawer.

Under the manuscript paper, the textbook is cushioned.

On the left-hand side, two black pens are placed on the table, and a box of ink rests against the pens.

And on the left-hand side is a calcium carbide lamp!

Right! You heard it right!

It's not a kerosene lamp, it's not a table lamp, it's a calcium carbide lamp cast in black pig iron!

So what is a calcium carbide lamp? In fact, this is a very special kind of lamp.

Its principle is very simple, it is in junior high school chemistry textbooks, in fact, calcium carbide meets water to form acetylene, and acetylene can be burned.

Generally speaking, the calcium carbide lamp used in the countryside smells particularly bad because of the acetylene produced by the acetylene, which is impure and has many sulfur-containing minerals in it, so the average person would rather use a kerosene lamp than use it.

However, although it has such a big disadvantage, it also has its advantage, that is, it emits a very bright light, which is brighter than the light emitted by kerosene lamps and candles.

This is a big black technology in the era of lack of electricity, and its brightness is comparable to that emitted by a 10-watt or even 20-watt gas bulb.

After all, in the 90s and early 21st century, although there was a lack of electricity in the countryside, and even frequent power outages, everyone basically used kerosene lamps or candles, and rarely used this kind of lamp.

The reason why He Yun specially asked Director Jiao for such a lamp now is because he feels that writing at night is too hurtful to his eyes, and the kerosene lamp and candle light still can't meet his requirements after all.

Picking out the calcium carbide lamp casually, He Yun picked up the pen on the side and began to continue writing.

"The Legend of the Sword God of Shushan", he is going to write seven volumes, about 350,000 to 400,000 words will be finished, and now the second volume has been written, and the next step is to get the remaining volumes.