Around five o'clock in the morning, when it was just light, Yan Shu came in and out, brought Zhao Jun breakfast, and took his backpack and suitcase. Zhao Jun rummaged through the suitcase for a long time and took out a laptop.

Fortunately, the suitcase was of good quality and there was no damage. The laptop was also packed in a waterproof laptop bag, so there was no accident. It was fully charged when I arrived, and I could hear the fan sound by pressing it.

Yan Shu looked at Zhao Jun's Huawei laptop curiously. It was the first time he saw something that could glow by itself, but he knew that there were many things he couldn't ask, so he didn't say anything. After he came out of the room, the door was open, and the old women and children were secretly looking in from outside the door.

"Is this the gentleman from the future?"

"What's that in his hand?"

"Who knows? It might be a treasure from the future."

"We have to pretend to be people from later generations too."

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Everyone moved a little back and whispered to each other. Just then, Zhao Zhen, Lu Yijian and others finished their morning court session and came over, so almost everyone was there.

Yan Shu went up to the maids and asked, "Do you think there is any problem? If not, we can go in."

One of the old maids rubbed her hands a little embarrassedly and said, "Mr. Yan asked us to come here to pretend to be the elders of the family who are watching the fun, but in our country, if we come to watch the teacher teach, we have to give something. We don't know if it is the same in the future."

Yan Shu thought about it, shook his head and said, "Probably not."

"That's good, that's good."

The old woman retreated.

Another old woman, seeing that Yan Shu was quite easy to talk to, said, "In our country, we don't usually give gifts, but we like to crack melon seeds and eat watermelon while watching the fun. Does this count?"

"Forehead......"

Yan Shu scratched his head, hesitated for a moment and said, "Summer is here, and it will soon be hot. It would be nice to eat some watermelon."

"We all bring our own benches."

"There aren't that many stools in the palace. They're all armchairs. You can just squat there and watch."

"I just don't know if that gentleman is easy to talk to. I'm afraid he'll be exposed."

"Talk less and watch more."

Several old maids were still a little worried, and Yan Shu calmed them down.

Zhao Zhen came over and asked, "How is it?"

"Okay."

Yan Shu raised his head and looked at the sky. It was already bright. This point was called sunrise in the Han Dynasty and Mao time in the Song Dynasty. There is a saying that goes "work when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets", which refers to this time.

So for people in later generations, this time may be at least three or four hours away from work, but for people in the Song Dynasty, it was the time to work or farm.

Zhao Jun's daily routine has also been messed up. He thought it was eight or nine o'clock in the morning and had no idea of ​​the time because he was blind.

"Xiao Zhao, everyone is here."

Yan Shu went in first and informed Zhao Jun, and then everyone came in with the children.

"Hello, teacher."

The children shouted in unison, which was the result of the previous rehearsal.

When Zhao Jun heard the children's voices, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face. He said kindly, "Hello, children. My name is Zhao Jun. Zhao means Zhao as in Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li, and Jun means horse. You can just call me Teacher Zhao from now on."

"Hello, Teacher Zhao."

This time the sounds were sparser, some did not respond, some shouted too slowly and the rhythm was different, which was not within the scope of prior rehearsal.

But it was harmless, and Yan Shu soon took over the conversation and said, "Xiao Zhao, the villagers heard that you were going to meet the children and give them their first lesson. Everyone was very happy and came to see you."

"Hello, Teacher Zhao."

"We are all here to see the teacher."

"Yes, we heard that the teacher was coming, so we all wanted to come and see him."

This time it was Zhao Zhen, Lu Yijian and others who took over. Among the voices of a group of middle-aged and elderly people, there was also the voice of Zhao Zhen, a young man. This was consistent with Zhao Jun's expectation that there were many elderly people left behind in remote mountain villages and fewer young and middle-aged people.

"Hello everyone."

Zhao Jun put the notebook on the bed, groped his way out of bed and bowed in the direction of the sound. He still had two years to stay in the village and had to leave a good impression on everyone.

"The teacher is so polite."

"Teacher, please go back to your bed and sit down."

"It's not right."

Several old ladies instinctively spoke in a rather stiff southwestern dialect.

Zhao Jun didn't notice anything unusual and said with a smile, "I'll have to trouble you all in the future."

Yan Shu stepped forward and asked, "Would you like to introduce me to the teacher?"

These characters are all his masterpieces. In addition to showing off, the more important thing is to help Zhao Jun deepen his fixed thinking.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jun had never thought that he would travel through time, so he felt relieved when he heard the voices of the man, woman, old and young. He said, "It's okay, Uncle Lari. I can't see now anyway. You can introduce me to someone when my eyes are better."

"ah?"

Yan Shu was depressed. He worked so hard to create a character, but it was completely ruined. All his efforts were wasted and it was a huge loss.

Zhao Jun was blindfolded, so he didn't know Yan Shu's expression. He sat back on the bed, picked up his notebook, and said, "I originally wanted to give you a normal class, but now my eyes haven't recovered yet, and I don't have a blackboard. I definitely can't give a normal class. So, I'll give you a special class. I want to talk about the mysteries of the universe and why we humans advocate science."