Future library

The seaside in October is the refreshing season. The willow trees are no longer beautiful, but the pine trees are beginning to show their stature. The sycamore trees stretch out their large leaves and cover them overlappingly in front of the two rows of tiled houses, allowing only a few soft lights to shine through the window lattice. through.

The outer ring of the house is made of long blue cladding bricks, the length of an adult's arm. Although there are spots of rain stains washed away, there is no trace of the surface falling off, which shows the care taken when the kiln was fired.

Most of the vermilion tiles protruding from the eaves were damaged, but the tiles on the top were still firmly locked in their original positions by the tiles and tile rings. The tiles lay on their backs on the roof, like a strong man with his belly exposed on the beach. , between every two strong men lie slender and fine tube tiles, or between every two thin tube tiles, lie a strong man.

Cheng Jinzhou was sitting near the window, playing with the jade ring in his hand, and looking at the tilted tile on the right in trance, as if he was counting the patterns on it.

It has been several months since he traveled here, and he still has not adapted to this seemingly weird society, let alone his current young body.

The original owner may have received too much pampering. He was delicate and frail, clinging to the hospital bed. He was eleven or twelve years old, weighed less than seventy kilograms, and was as long and thin as a bamboo half-gnawed by a panda. Finally, it was captured by Cheng Jinzhou's soul. substitute. Now that my health is a little better, I can barely attend this private school.

However, being able to attend a private school is not good news for Cheng Jinzhou who has taken over his body. Of course, it is indeed much better than being stuck in a hospital bed at the beginning.

Those who were in the same class as Cheng Jinzhou were all children of the Cheng family, ranging in age from 10 to 12 years old. They were all boys of the same level. They read babblingly: "The arrival of Jiashen, the rise of benevolent kings. Qi Doulu, Japan Yuexing..."

What they read is the Three Character Classic of this era. It is completely different from the version of "Man is born with good nature", but it is much more difficult. It adds a lot of historical content, and it is already an intermediate textbook.

Cheng Jinzhou, who already hated school, could hardly remember much of the elementary content. After failing to keep up with the progress, he became increasingly reluctant to read the eulogizing texts and just lay on the table to stay up.

The classroom is such a big place, and while others are straightening their bodies, Cheng Jinzhou's posture becomes more eye-catching.

"Cheng Jinzhou!" The old master didn't allow him to dodge, and shouted loudly, like the bells of a church.

"Here we are." Cheng Jinzhou felt like he was in college. He lazily raised his head and his casual voice made the children laugh.

The old master glanced at him with a dull face, then looked around, and the classroom suddenly returned to a state of silence.

"Stand up and start memorizing it from 'All distinguished families, we pay tribute to your kindness...'" The old master held a ruler and stood beside Cheng Jinzhou with his eyes closed.

Looking at the wide and narrow ruler on his small wrist, Cheng Jinzhou felt a little timid. Old Master Cheng is a member of the Cheng family who is a serious member of the Cheng family. He has achieved great fame and served as an official. After returning home, he taught the children of his family and was highly respected by the elders. He waved his ruler and never took into account the identity of the other party. His current appearance The tender meat will swell for two days if exposed to it.

He was still in a daze. Old Master Cheng slowly opened his eyes and said, "Why, you can't recite a sentence?"

The forgetful children burst into laughter again. Normally, they would not dare to laugh at the legitimate son of our family like this. If the rich and famous family declines again, the status of the legitimate son of our family is enough to look down on all living beings. For most people, the gap between them can only widen from the moment they are born.

If you don’t laugh now, wait until later.

Cheng Jinzhou shrugged helplessly - he was still somewhat accustomed to the habits he had before time travel - and lamented in his heart: No matter where he goes, he can't escape the fate of being taught by a teacher.

In the 21st century, Cheng Jinzhou has a professor's father and a professor's mother, both of whom are quite famous in the academic world. Therefore, although Cheng Jinzhou did poorly in middle school, he still went to college; although he did poorly in undergraduate studies, he still went to graduate school, and his tutor was a famous professor - Cheng's mother tried to educate him for the last time. As for his doctoral supervisor, he was replaced by Cheng's father's student, a poor new professor. If nothing else happens, in another year, he will be able to cause harm to other undergraduates.

Just talking about the good parts, Cheng Jinzhou’s epitaph can be written: He dedicated his life to the education world.

Of course, in another time and space, Old Master Cheng did not have the feeling of being in the same academic circle as Cheng Jinzhou. He said again with a stern look in his eyes: "Can you memorize it?"

Cheng Jinzhou shook his head honestly, stretched out his fair and tender hands, raised his head and said, "Forgot."

The old master raised the ruler without mercy, raised his right hand at 45 degrees, and struck it twice in a row in a well-trained manner. In his whole life, he has played more hymns than the priest in the church, and he has performed them accurately and powerfully.

"Sit down and ask if you don't understand. I've learned today's homework and recite it to me tomorrow. I'm sick and have a rest, so I have to make up for my homework." When he said the last sentence, the old master showed a little warmth, and he also Knowing that this boy from the Cheng family is weak and sick, he has to be bedridden for five out of ten days. But as a legitimate son, it is even more problematic to not learn when he is young.

Cheng Jinzhou grinned and sat back on the chair. Hearing the jeers of a group of little kids beside his ears, Cheng Jinzhou was furious: God knows, I, a doctoral student in theoretical physics from a prestigious university, was sent to elementary school again. What's even more irritating. Yes, not competitive yet.

If I had known earlier, I would have done more experiments back then. A PhD in theoretical physics could not accomplish anything without his laboratory assistant. Cheng Jinzhou patted his forehead gently, and the cold jade fingers made him feel much better.

This finger ring was something he already owned. When he was at home, he wore it with a rope and hung it on his chest. After the inexplicable time travel, it became his only comfort.

Looking carefully, the ring surface seems to be shrouded in layers of mist, flowing as thickly as mercury, giving it a simple and mysterious feeling. If you completely cover the fog with your fingers, you will be able to enter a magical space in a trance, which is only the size of a laptop, but there is nothing in it.

Cheng Jinzhou, who had read countless novels, originally imagined that this was a so-called storage ring. Unfortunately, despite all his efforts, he never put anything into it. It seemed like it was just an empty space for daze. .

"What a pity." Cheng Jinzhou rubbed the ring and whispered.

Although there are many strange things on this continent, and even the Cheng family where he lives has many items beyond his understanding, the legendary storage ring is still just a legend. If there is one, there is nothing to worry about.

The old master looked over again from a distance and coughed lightly.

Cheng Jinzhou looked up blankly, and shook his head in confusion. He was still rubbing the ring with his left hand, and muttered as if he was reading: "I think you only have room for two books. It has really become a storage ring." , it’s still worthless. Is it really impossible to put the book away?”

The sour grape mentality did not comfort Cheng Jinzhou. When he was about to pretend to attend the lecture, his eyes suddenly flashed and he saw a book appear in front of him. The ring seemed to glow, holding the book in vain.

Looking back at the desk, I saw that the "Three Character Classic" that had been spread out was lying on its back, and the two pages of papyrus were as new as ever. The students around him seemed unable to see the book in the air, and their eyes did not stop for a moment as they glanced at him.

This book actually appeared out of thin air.