I use the learning system to engage in technology

Finally, Yuanjiang walked to the big tree, and the two children hiding behind the tree jumped out with confidence.

Father Song had been waiting patiently. When he saw Yuan Jiang coming over, he was stunned:

"Comrade Yuan Jiang, why are you here?"

He wasn't looking at anything yet.

Although it seems that this experiment was lonely for the one and two children who were far away, it also just proved the success of the silencer.

You know, the sound of a normal gun can cause tinnitus in the shooter.

Even Yuan Jiang, who has always managed facial expressions well, couldn't help but bring up a slight smile when he spoke:

"The experiment was successful."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong, who looked at him expectantly, immediately jumped up on the spot.

"Wow!!!"

“We are awesome!!!”

The two children were extremely happy, and then they approached Yuan Jiang expectantly:

"Brother Yuan Jiang, since you succeeded, can you give us another try?"

Zhao Xiaodong nodded in agreement with Song Yao's words:

"Yes, yes, this time we don't have to hide behind the tree, we can watch from the side!"

Yuan Jiang wanted to agree.

But the thought that kept popping up in his mind, "This is Zhongzhou's hope and needs to be treated with caution" still made him choose to refuse.

"It's not possible yet. Although this experiment was successful, it has not gone through a lot of experiments. It will be very dangerous if there is an accident."

Zhao Xiaodong was still a little reluctant to leave, but Song Yao was immediately excited.

When he was studying history books, it was not uncommon for many powerful geniuses to die accidentally while doing various things on the road of scientific research.

The child who cherished his own life immediately nodded:

"Then let us play with it after a lot of experiments... let's see!"

Yuan Jiang, who was still excited: ...Did classmate Song Yao just say [play]?

Song Yao didn't care at all about what he almost spilled.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaodong was not very willing, he went to brainwash Zhao Xiaodong:

"You forgot what the teacher taught! We are all the only ones in the family!! We are still the hope of the whole village! So we must protect ourselves and be careful in everything!"

Zhao Xiaodong was reminded, put away the reluctance on his face, and nodded heavily:

"Yes! We are so important! We must work hard to protect ourselves!"

He turned to look at Yuan Jiang and said worriedly: "Brother Yuan Jiang, aren't you going to keep experimenting?"

Song Yao also had a worried look on his face: "Although I am very confident in the tube we made, brother Yuan Jiang, if you keep experimenting, what if there is an accident?"

He remembered reading a sentence in a book when he was studying the system.

The general meaning is that nothing in this world is 100% safe, it just depends on who is unlucky enough to encounter it.

At this moment, the child Song Yao was a little worried that Brother Yuan Jiang would be unlucky.

Seeing that the two children were very worried about him, Yuan Jiang was a little heart-warming, but also a little dumbfounded.

"Of course I wouldn't try it myself."

"The effect of this muffler is beyond expectations. It should be useful to the country. I will hand it over."

After handing it over, the experimental performance will naturally come from the country.

When he said this, he had roughly guessed the reactions of the two children. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the two children in front of him brightened.

Song Yao: "Wow!! If it works! Is there another bonus?"

Zhao Xiaodong: "Wow! Once the bonus is released! Can we go out to restaurants again?"

Yuan Jiang knew this would happen.

In the eyes of the two children, they are very happy to receive recognition or something like that. It doesn't matter if they don't have it, as long as there is a bonus.

Because the bonus can buy a lot of food and all kinds of materials they want.

He thought to himself: This is still the thinking of a child.

Just as he was thinking about it, Father Song next to him happily joined in:

"Then you need a treat, at least two meals."

I also never thought about commendation...

Harae: ...Well, it might be a family inheritance.

Because there was a bonus hanging in front of them, the two children, who had originally lost interest in pipes and had not started a plan in this area for a long time, were excited.

They ran back in a hurry, rummaged through the boxes and found the forgotten "Gun and Pipe Project".

Father Song and Yuan Jiang came back carrying the door panel.

After placing the door panel, I saw that the two children were still looking for it.

Song Yao searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Then he raised his head and asked Zhao Xiaodong uncertainly:

"Did we leave it at home?"

Zhao Xiaodong couldn't remember either.

But after thinking about it, he felt that it was really possible:

"At that time, we suddenly decided to come to Le City to play, and we had to chase the teacher. We were so anxious, and it was possible that we didn't take care of ourselves."

Song Yao said: "It must have been left at your home. I have brought the plan book that was left at my home."

Zhao Xiaodong pursed his lips, but did not refute.

After all, among the two of them, Song Yao has always been the more careful and serious one.

The things he put there were never lost, and they were kept as properly as possible.

He even folds the quilt first when he wakes up every morning.

Zhao Xiaodong is the complete opposite.

If Song Yao hadn't been watching, he wouldn't have washed the roots behind his ears in the morning.

The two children sat in the messy room, dumbfounded for a while.

If we didn’t bring the plan, how could we hand it over to the state?

Will they still get their bonuses?

When Yuan Jiang entered the room and silently helped them clean up, Song Yao slapped the table:

"Okay! Let's rewrite it!"

The expression on Zhao Xiaodong's face immediately became painful.

What he dislikes most is writing a plan, because there are many words to say and he has to analyze every step.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Song Yao patted his arm:

"Don't be unhappy. Think about the bonus. We made this pipe together. We both share the bonus."

Zhao Xiaodong was happy for a second when he heard Song Yao say:

"So I'll draw a design and let's write together based on the design!"

Zhao Xiaodong: "..."

He cried and started writing together with Song Yao.

Yuan Jiang couldn't restrain his excitement. After the two children generously said that they could look at them as they pleased, he handed over two pieces of cut fruit to the side and took a look.

After a while, he handed over two small mooncakes and took a look.

After seeing that the children had written down the cost, and the price above was cheaper than he imagined, Yuanjiang was really happy.

So the soldier entrusted the two children to Song's father with a cold face, and quickly went down and bought a bunch of things.

Father Song didn't quite understand what Yuan Jiang said, "The two children must be kept within sight, and the distance cannot exceed five meters."

But Yuan Jiang asked so carefully, so he moved a small bench and sat at the door, eating melon seeds and reading a book. From time to time, he raised his head and glanced at Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong, who were busy writing plans.

Then he saw Yuan Jiang coming back with a large bag of snacks.

All kinds, all kinds.

Dad Song: "..."

Seeing Yuan Jiang entering the house first and taking a look at the two children to make sure they were okay, he went into the kitchen and quickly put together a fruit plate.

Then he walked into the big room with an expressionless face.

Father Song: ...Forget it, as long as Comrade Yuan Jiang is happy.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong were not very interested in mufflers, so they did not enter the state of "working hard at the beginning and ignoring the outside world".

When the fruit was brought to their mouths, they looked up happily and thanked them sweetly:

"Thank you, Brother Yuanjiang."

The two children completely forgot about the past experience of being fattened, and happily ate some food to their satisfaction.

However, even though Yuan Jiang was feeding him online, Father Song estimated that the time was about the same and urged them to go see Professor Wang together, but they still had not finished writing the plan.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong put their notebooks on the table and ran out.

The children were very happy:

"Dad! Remember to bring our cicada! Master will definitely like it!"

Yuan Jiang originally went out with them, but after a few seconds he still couldn't hold it back and came back to pick up the notebook.

"We'd better take it with us."

The two children were not very clear about the importance of the silencer. After all, it was impossible for Yuan Jiang to tell them, "Our country's border is not peaceful. Having a silencer can save the lives of many soldiers, and maybe it can also influence the situation of the war."

No matter how talented they are, they are only eight and nine years old at the moment.

Yuan Jiang never said such words in front of them, which seemed to be full of sacrifice and bloodshed just by mentioning them.

But even though they didn't understand how important the muffler was, after Brother Yuanjiang said this, they were still happy to put it in their small schoolbag.

Anyway, a thin notebook doesn’t take up much space.

Song Yao put the plan in his schoolbag and happily circled around Song's father who was moving the cicada.

"Dad, be careful, don't drop it."

"If it falls, our recording yesterday will be in vain."

Dad Song picked it up with some difficulty: "Yao'er, how much iron did you use for this thing? It's too heavy."

Song Yao said proudly: "Although it is heavy, Master will definitely like it."

It's like he likes to eat candied haws, and if someone gives him a target candied haws, he will definitely be very happy.

It was originally just a toy made to play with, but now it has transformed into a gift that will be given to the master (and he will probably like it very much), and the child Song Yao is very proud of it.

Yuanjiang's reaction to the cicada was not bad.

He had seen cassette players. Maybe in the last century, it could be used in the military, but now, it is not important enough to be targeted by spies.

Apart from the fact that he screamed very loudly for a long time during his first appearance, which cast some shadow on the cold-blooded soldier, there were not many other problems.

Song Yao didn't know that the cicada he made was called a cassette player. The child was still looking forward to asking Dad Song about Professor Wang.

Although he feels that he is loved by everyone, especially the elders who like him when they see him.

But! It’s better to know more about Master to feel confident!

As soon as Professor Wang was mentioned, Father Song immediately started to brag about it.

"My teacher, speaking of which, he is also a famous figure in Lecheng..."

Although Father Song's exaggeration was a bit exaggerated, to a certain extent, he was not wrong.

Professor Wang is older. It is said that he used to be a rich man. However, when the war came, his family was broken up and all his elders were gone.

He took a lot of money to live with his relatives. The relatives were interested in the money, but they didn't want to support a half-grown boy like him, so they cruelly sold him.

Then Professor Wang was transported overseas by a black ship to work as a laborer.

He struggled on his own and escaped from a black mine abroad. Then he gritted his teeth and made money, then went to school locally and met his wife. The couple supported each other.

Later, when he heard that Zhongzhou had settled down, he returned to China with his wife. Because of his beautiful resume and his real talents, he was hired as a teacher at Lecheng University.

It was considered stable at first, but unfortunately his wife suffered too much in her early years and was always lingering on the bedside. She finally returned to her hometown and died within a few months of enjoying the blessings.

Professor Wang didn't say much about this, but Song's father suspected that when Professor Wang and his wife had just settled down in Zhongzhou and were still being watched by other countries, they came back in a hurry, probably because Professor Wang's wife didn't have much time.

When Song Yao heard this, he was puzzled by Song's father's analysis:

"Why are you so anxious to come back when you are sick? Can't you just get cured and come back?"

Although the child never passed by when he was sick, he was an expert in illness in the past.

When you are sick, you are already so uncomfortable and you have to come back from such a far away country (it is said that their country in Central China is separated by a sea from that country). Wouldn't it make your illness worse?

Father Song glanced at his son lovingly:

"You kids don't understand."

"It's just because the disease can't be cured that I have to come back quickly."

Although he is young, if he were to live overseas, he would have become seriously ill.

Not to mention rushing, even if he vomited blood along the way, he would have to hold on until he returned to his hometown before dying.

Otherwise, he would die outside and he would not be able to close his eyes until he died.

"You will know when you grow up. People miss home the most when they are outside."

Song Yao felt a little guilty.

Because he didn't think much about going home when he came to Lecheng.

He and Zhao Xiaodong get together every day to make puppet arms. From time to time, brother Yuan Jiang feeds him delicious food. His father will also bring him food from outside every few days.

If you feel bored at home, you can go to the teacher's house for dinner.

Moreover, the teacher was busy taking care of Grandpa He in the hospital and had no time to supervise them and assign them daily homework.

Song Yao had a great time, and when he thought about going home after a while, he was still a little reluctant.

Although the child does not show it consciously, adults can tell what he is thinking just by looking at his guilty look.

Father Song didn't care either.

The child is still young.

He continued to talk to Song Yao and the others about Professor Wang.

In fact, there is nothing to say later.

Since the death of his wife, Professor Wang's life has been dull.

While teaching, if someone asked a question, he would answer it.

Later, as he got older and suffered from more physical ailments, his temper became a little weird (although according to students who took classes with him, he had a weird temper when he was young), and he became increasingly impatient with the students.

Except for those businessmen who have been beaten up in the mall and can look down on themselves and ask for advice, most of the students who come to ask for advice are asked by their teachers.

Because everyone knows that Professor Wang has a bad temper.

But he is really awesome.

He had cheered a few people before, and everyone praised them fiercely.

It's a pity that Professor Wang has a weird temper, especially after retirement.

No matter whether the person who comes to seek advice is rich or not, or has a good attitude or a good attitude, he will always look down on him.

Only teachers he knows are willing to teach their students when they come to ask for advice.

But it was only for a moment.

When the time comes, everyone has to get out.

So it’s really amazing that Father Song can become Professor Wang’s disciple.

After Song Yao Xingxingyan finished listening, he went to see his father again.

"Wow, Dad, if you put it this way, you were accepted by the master because you are better than many people!"

Father Song actually felt this way secretly in his heart.

But he didn't say it.

"Let's not say this to the outside world. Your master likes humble students."

Song Yao immediately had an expression on his face that said "No problem, I will keep this big secret" and nodded.

Then he turned around and quietly said to Zhao Xiaodong:

"Let me tell you, my father defeated many people before he was accepted by the master."

After finishing speaking, the child should say something very cautiously:

"But don't tell anyone else because it's a secret."

Zhao Xiaodong nodded immediately.

Then he went to Yuan Jiang: "Brother Yuan Jiang, let me tell you a secret. Don't tell others."

Yuan Jiang, who had long heard what Song's father was saying to Song Yao: "...Okay."

The two children really couldn't keep their words.

But they feel that Zhao Xiaodong and Yuan Jiang are not "others".

After telling the secret, they happily chased each other on the road.

On the road, I met a group of children running past, laughing and joking. Two children even extended their hands to say hello.

The other party invited them to play together, but they regretfully refused:

"Not today, we have to go to Master's house."

"You don't know what master means, it's dad or mom's teacher. Well, this is my dad. He is amazing, and his teacher is also amazing!"

During his son's triumphant introduction, Father Song gave the children a amiable smile.

After the children left cheering, he asked:

"Yao'er, haven't you guys gone out for half a month? When did you make friends?"

Song Yao didn't think this was anything at all:

"It was the first time we went out in half a month. We played together for a long time."

Song's father: ...

You made so many friends just by going out once?

He's even better than his father.

Song Yao didn't know what his father was thinking.

He was still running all over the street.

It was afternoon time, and there were still relatively few people on the street.

The two children ran freely, thinking that the tall trees on the roadside were beautiful, thinking that the beautiful aunts and sisters passing by were beautiful, and thinking that the office workers riding bicycles passing by quickly were beautiful.

Song Yao also picked up a beautiful leaf. It should have been gnawed by insects before it fell, but in the eyes of the children, the gnawed part looked like a rabbit holding a book and reading.

So he decided to give this leaf to Professor Wang, probably because his father said that the master liked reading very much.

Along the way, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong felt that they had discovered many treasures, and their moods were bright.

They arrived at the door of Professor Wang's house with laughter.

Professor Wang was basking in the sun in the yard.

When he heard the children's laughter, he was still wondering whose child dared to run to his door to play.

Because he looked fierce, had wrinkles all over his face, and was always alone at home, the children didn't know what kind of image he had created for him in private, and they didn't dare to play near his house.

Professor Wang didn't care much about these things.

After all, he did similar things when he was a child.

It happened a long time ago. At that time, he was still a young master, young, and always ran around the city with a group of cousins.

At that time, there was a family at the gate of the city, and only an old lady lived there. She squatted on the roadside and burned paper money every day, crying while burning.

The children couldn't feel her sadness, they just thought she looked so scary.

There were horror stories about the old lady among the children, and finally when it came to the young Professor Wang, it became:

She was possessed by a demon, and her crying attracted children to go over. If the child went over, she would catch him and eat him.

So every time he passed by the old lady burning paper money, Professor Wang would run away screaming with his cousins, and if he ran too slowly, he would cry out of fear.

Once, when Professor Wang was seven years old, he turned his head and saw the old lady staring at him in a daze. She was so scared that her shoes fell off.

Now he is over seventy years old.

Recalling carefully, it was not a scary monster, but a poor person whose men in the family were all swallowed up on the battlefield.

After being sold overseas, experiencing hardships, and losing his wife, Professor Wang finally understood the old woman's eyes.

It was longing, sadness, and numbness.

Maybe when she saw him, she was thinking of her little grandson, or her son who was once alive.

And now, decades later, the child who was afraid of her has become a lonely old man who is feared by the child.

Professor Wang smiled bitterly, sat up, and was about to write a diary that could represent his mood.

At this moment, he was absolutely depressed.

——Boom!

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the two children came forward happily.

Seeing that he opened his mouth and had no time to speak, he was tripped by the high threshold.

Professor Wang didn't even have time to react, and then he heard two thumps, and the two children fell to the ground.

They looked at each other in confusion, and then the pain came over them, and they burst into tears.

"Wuwuwuwu Daddy!! It hurts! It hurts!!"

"Wuwuwuwu Mommy!! Grandma!!!"

Professor Wang: "..."

What happened?

Where did these two children come from?

Why are they crying so skillfully?

Father Song and Yuan Jiang were left behind with Zhiliaoji, and he knew something was wrong when he saw Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong pushing the door.

He forgot to remind them that the threshold of Professor Wang's house was very high.

If it were other children, they might be a little more timid when they first came to the door.

But Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong had heard a lot about Professor Wang's deeds from their father, and they felt that he was their "grandmaster", so they didn't think there was anything to be afraid of.

Grandfather and grandmother liked them very much.

Grandmaster would definitely like them when they saw them.

In addition, Father Song said that Professor Wang didn't like knocking on the door, so they pushed the door and went in happily.

As a result, the word "Master" was on the tip of his tongue, but was blocked by the crying.

When Song's father and Yuan Jiang walked over quickly, Professor Wang was squatting in front of the two children with a look of helplessness.

He looked like he wanted to reach out but didn't know whether to do so.

Song Yao obviously didn't know what politeness was.

He cried so hard that his eyes were blurred. When he saw an adult squatting in front of him, he opened his arms and asked for a hug, making a choice for Professor Wang.

When Song's father Yuan Jiang entered the door, Professor Wang was holding Song Yao with a stiff face, holding him up and shaking him unskillfully.

When Zhao Xiaodong saw that someone was holding Song Yao and no one was holding him, he immediately cried even louder.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu! It hurts!!!!"

Professor Wang: "..."

It's not that he didn't want to hold him.

He couldn't hold such a big child.

It was Yuan Jiang who put down the chime in his hand and went up to hold Zhao Xiaodong skillfully.

Song's father also came over immediately:

"Where does it hurt? Where did you fall? Let me see if there is any bleeding?"

With the adults coaxing her, Song Yao's sobbing became a little quieter.

She sobbed and said aggrievedly, "My knee hurts..."

It was common for Song Yao to fall to his knees, so Song's father skillfully pushed up his trouser legs.

Sure enough, the white and tender little knees were already bleeding.

As you can imagine, after a while this area will be bruised.

Song Yao's tears that had stopped started to fall again after seeing the blood.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuah, it hurts..."

Father Song was also a little distressed: "Move, see if you can move?"

Song Yao was very familiar with the inspection process after an injury, so he moved his short legs obediently.

The movements were quite smooth, and Father Song breathed a sigh of relief.

This means that the muscles and bones are not injured.

He went to check on Zhao Xiaodong again.

These two kids are truly good friends.

Song Yao injured his left knee, and Zhao Xiaodong injured his right knee.

They were all the same scratched and bleeding knees.

After letting him move his legs as usual, and making sure that Zhao Xiaodong was fine, Song's father finally calmed down and began to educate his child.

"How many times have I told you to watch the road when you walk, but I always refuse to listen."

Song Yao felt aggrieved: "But who would set such a high bar behind the door?"

Their Xinghe County does not have such a habit.

Professor Wang, who has set up a high threshold at his door: "..."

He raised his eyes to look at the newly admitted students: "Are these two children from your family?"

Professor Wang looked fierce, his expression was as serious as ever, and his tone of voice was full of old-fashioned flavor.

It would have looked more intimidating if he hadn't been holding a soft, crying child in his arms.

Anyway, Father Song was not fooled, so he laughed directly:

"This is Zhao Xiaodong, whose nickname is Dongdong."

"This is Comrade Yuan Jiang, a teacher in our village and Dongdong's cousin."

"Yes, teacher, the one you are holding is my son. His name is Song Yao, and his nickname is Yao'er."

Professor Wang, who only remembered that he was holding a child after he said this, said: "..."

His body immediately stiffened.

After receiving the teacher's frantic signal, Song's father quickly hugged his son over.

Without the limp body in his hand, Professor Wang recovered a little:

"Ahem, children should be educated well when they are young. Nothing happened this time. If something happens to them, it will be too late to regret."

Song Yao, who was being held by her father, admitted her mistake pitifully:

"I'm sorry, Master, I will definitely look at the way next time I open the door."

Suddenly, such a young child called Professor Wang his master in a tender voice:

"...Where did you know about Master?"

Song Yao immediately replied: "Dad's teacher is his master."

Professor Wang: "Which book did you read?"

Song Yao glanced at his father with a guilty conscience, but did not dare to lie, and whispered:

""The Two Musketeers of Jianghu Dream"."

Professor Wang: I knew it was a martial arts novel.

No one has used the title "Master" for decades. Besides martial arts novels, who else would use this title?

He didn't care that this kid who looked like he was only five or six years old actually read martial arts novels.

After all, when he was this old, he could only run around with his brothers, and he could barely recognize their words.

After being effectively coaxed by adults, the two children gradually stopped crying.

It can also be put down and left on its own.

Although it still hurts a little when I move around.

But for two kids who often fall here and there, it's still bearable.

They tried to re-develop their first impression on Professor Wang.

Song Yao spoke first, followed by Zhao Xiaodong.

Each voice said hello sweeter than the other: "Hello, Master."

Professor Wang, who had witnessed them crying together, looked at the two well-behaved children in front of him: "...Hello."

The eye is still swollen.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong didn't think it was anything at all.

They sat obediently on the chairs and expressed expectancy:

"We have brought gifts for Master!"

Professor Wang, who also had a childhood: Could it be a grasshopper on a leaf?

He nodded reservedly: "What is it?"

The two children immediately jumped off their chairs and started working.

Professor Wang was a little surprised to see that the gift they mentioned was such a big object.

When he saw the two children starting to connect, even if he didn't know much about it, he was a little impressed by their proficiency.

Forget about the older children, as teenagers, it’s okay to have stronger hands-on skills. The younger one is only five or six years old, and he can actually get started with such complicated equipment.

Song’s father said thoughtfully next to him:

"Teacher, Yao'er is eight years old this year and Dongdong is nine."

Professor Wang: "...I know."

Father Song immediately looked at his teacher with admiration: "You actually know."

"Many people see these two children for the first time and think that one is a teenager and the other is five or six years old. Teacher, you are really amazing. You actually know it without me having to tell you."

Professor Wang:"……"

Why did he always feel like he was being ridiculed?

He looked at Father Song suspiciously and saw that the newly admitted student was indeed sincere, so he reluctantly believed that Father Song was not deliberately sarcastic.

While the two children were assembling it, he simply asked Song's father directly how he was doing with the homework assigned yesterday.

Father Song immediately took out his notebook and handed it over respectfully.

"Teacher, please take a look."

Professor Wang looked at him with satisfaction before taking the notebook.

This is the main reason why among so many students, only Dad Song wins his favor.

Although Father Song is not the smartest one.

It even seems a bit stupid because there is no foundation.

But his seriousness is absolutely first-rate.

As a teacher, Professor Wang can still tell whether students do homework to cope with the teacher or because they really like to do homework.

After all, the homework he assigned was not just about flipping through a book, it required a lot of thinking.

Song Youcai's foundation was not as good as others, but he was willing to travel all over Lecheng to conduct market research for an assignment assigned by Professor Wang. This serious attitude still satisfied him.

Moreover, this student's cooking tastes pretty good.

After reading through Father Song's homework, Professor Wang nodded: "Well done."

If other students saw this, Qu would probably die.

They did much better than Father Song, and they were scolded all over.

Father Song's homework was done like this, and he actually got a good comment from Professor Wang.

But Professor Wang himself does not feel that he is partial at all.

He felt that his approval was reasonable.

Who are the other students?

College students are the proud sons of heaven, so of course they must be treated strictly.

But Song Youcai was different. He hadn't even finished elementary school. What he could do was the result of hard work.

Moreover, Song Youcai was too ambitious. No matter how he criticized him, it was as if he had a filter that directly filtered out the unpleasant words.

He was not afraid when he saw Professor Wang and smiled as if he had just picked up money.

The more times he did it, Professor Wang didn't like to criticize him that much. He also felt that it was good to have someone around him who was so happy every day.

If he was looked at with fear by other people again, he would start to wonder if he really looked like a monster.

And it’s nice to have a fool around.

After all, no matter what he does, the other person will look at him with a look of wonder and admiration.

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong pretended to know the secret while looking back furtively.

Seeing Professor Wang teaching his father, the child was very proud:

"Master's teachings are so serious. Hehehe, he must have accepted my father because he is also a genius."

Zhao Xiaodong also looked back and agreed.

"Uncle Song is so amazing. What he learns every day makes my eyes hurt just by looking at it."

Song Yao felt worried: "Me too, I want to sleep when I see it."

Yuan Jiang stood aside to help them, and looked at Father Song with admiration.

He also doesn’t understand economics.

So he also felt that Father Song was quite powerful for being able to delve into it desperately.

Professor Wang is using materials from anywhere to teach students:

"You said before that you want to do a honey farming business. This model is quite good, but you must first make sure there is a market for honey."

"Because since you decided to find someone to raise it, your main money-making group has shifted to the people who raise honey, but only if they are good can you be good, so you have to have a market for honey..."

Father Song listened attentively, and imitated his son's example, taking out a pen and paper while listening and taking notes.

From time to time, he would show admiration in his eyes like "Wow, teacher, you are so awesome" and "Wow, you can understand this teacher, I am worthy of you."

Professor Wang didn't say it on the surface, but deep down he was very happy to be praised by this invisible rainbow fart.

He spoke even more cheerfully:

"In addition, you have never done business, so you need to understand it clearly first, and you also need professional guidance. In order to bring him on board your ship, I suggest you give him some shares."

Father Song immediately answered: "It's already there now."

Professor Wang didn't react for a moment: "When did you get it?"

Father Song comes to him every day, why doesn't he know?

Father Song smiled sheepishly: "It's you, teacher. Teacher, you have given me so much professional guidance."

Professor Wang: ...It feels really good to be flattered.

He said with a tigerish face: "Don't look for me, I don't have time to deal with such small things."

Then he continued: "You also need a lot of capital, because since you are going to be the source of bees, you have to ensure sufficient shipments."

Although Father Song is currently the most pleasing young man to him, Professor Wang is used to being venomous.

As he talked, he couldn't help but become venomous:

“So first you need to make a lot of short-term money, but it’s not easy to make so much money. You need to find the right time and luck.

Luck is really mysterious, you look like you have no luck..."

Song Yao clapped his hands and expressed excitedly in the yard:

"Master! Dad! We're done!!"

He pressed the button happily.

Immediately, the sound of an immersive opera sounded.

Professor Wang was stunned for a moment, stood up and walked forward: "Is this...a cassette player?"

Of course he had seen a cassette recorder. The university where he used to teach had one, and he also had old friends who had one.

But this is the first time I have seen a tape recorder that looks like this.

Professor Wang asked: "Why is it so big?"

Song Yao immediately introduced: "Master, this is not a cassette player, but a cicada player. It has two parts, so it is big."

The child opened the "Cicada" next to it.

The originally low volume immediately jumped up.

This scene may seem a bit familiar to Father Song and Yuan Jiang.

But compared with last time, "very noisy cicadas" turned into "very, very, very noisy cicadas", this time it seems very different.

The sound of opera filled the entire courtyard, loud but not too noisy.

It sounded just like listening to it live.

Professor Wang was stunned.

He couldn't help but listen to it for a while, and then he said:

"This cicada machine is so much better than a tape recorder?"

The name is just a little weird.

Why is it called a cicada machine? Is it from a foreign country, a transliteration?

When Professor Wang asked, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong immediately became super proud.

"It's not from a foreign country! We made it ourselves!"

"Yes! Because we want to use it to record the sound of cicadas, and the first sound it made was also the sound of cicadas, so we called it a cicada machine!"

The sound of opera was like a live opera performance in my ears, and in front of me were two children with their chests and heads held high.

Even Professor Wang, who had seen many rare things, couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"You made it yourself?"

Such sound quality, such effect...

It was actually made by two children?

He couldn't help but look back at Song's father.

Song's father had the same proud look on his face as the two children:

"Teacher, they made it themselves. When they heard that I had taken you as their teacher, they said they would give it to you."

Hehehe, seeing that the teacher who usually had no facial expressions was surprised, he felt so proud.

Professor Wang knew Song's father quite well.

He knew what the student was thinking after taking a look at him. He couldn't help but said:

"Can you do it?"

Song's father was stunned: "I can't."

Professor Wang chuckled: "No, why are you so proud? You are not even as good as the two children, but you are so happy."

Song's father was not affected at all: "But one of these two children is my son, hehe, of course I should be happy."

Professor Wang: "..."

...It actually makes some sense.

The poisonous tongue suffered another Waterloo. He glared at Song's father and moved closer to continue observing this Zhiliji.

Seeing that the master was interested, Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong proudly began to introduce:

"Master, its circuit is... the components are... this placement also has skills, if [cicada] is placed here, people standing here will feel more sense when listening to the sound, and this position can also..."

Professor Wang heard it: Ba Ba Ba, Ba Ba Ba.

He nodded expressionlessly, and when the two children finished speaking with expectations and praise, he nodded:

"Well, it's good."

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong immediately jumped on the spot in surprise and clapped their hands to celebrate.

Master is a professor!

That's better than college students!

Master praised them for being good, hehehehe they are really good!

In fact, Professor Wang, who is not familiar with this area, walked around inside and outside, listening to the opera in the yard that he couldn't tell whether it was live or not with his eyes closed.

Still couldn't help asking again:

"Did you really make all this?"

Song Yao and Zhao Xiaodong puffed up their little chests and nodded proudly.

Professor Wang pondered for a moment.

Turning to Song's father, he said:

"Since the child has such a talent, we should still inform the country."

Such a young child can make such a great thing, even if this "Zhi Le Ji" looks tattered and looks like it will fall apart in the next second, it is still very remarkable.

As far as he knows, the current tape recorder market has always been occupied by S country.

That thing is expensive, he has never seen a tape recorder from S country, but based on the experience of the "Zhi Le Ji" on the spot today, Professor Wang feels that maybe this "Zhi Le Ji" can compete with S country.

Although this is an entertainment product, it is not considered military.

But the country is now vigorously cultivating talents, and these two children have this ability, so they can't be buried among the people.

Perhaps for the sake of the relationship between the master and the apprentice, or perhaps for the sake of the country, Professor Wang pondered for a second:

"How about this, I know a state official, I'll call him and tell him about the children's situation."

Song's father quickly stopped him:

"No need, teacher, the youngest child has been commended by the country before, and the country is very aware of their contributions. It's just that the two children are still young, so they didn't go to the capital. They will go when they are older."

Professor Wang was stunned, and then he felt that this was reasonable.

The country is not blind. If there are really talented people, it would be strange if they can't find them.

He nodded, still cautiously said:

"In this case, it is best to apply to the higher authorities to send protection personnel. You may not know that your hometown is Xinghe, but spies have been active in my Central Continent recently.

It is inevitable that they will target these two children. If they take action, no matter how smart these two children are, it will be difficult to escape."

Speaking of this, Professor Wang sighed:

"I saw their methods with my own eyes when I was abroad in my early years. They would rather kill the wrong people than let them go."

That is to say, he majored in economics, otherwise he might not be able to return to China safely.

Seeing the two children looking at him curiously, Professor Wang immediately swallowed the rest of his words:

"In short, it is better to be careful."

"If you are afraid that you can't contact the country, I can make a phone call. I can still contact a few people."

Song's father immediately glanced at Yuan Jiang, and when he saw him nod, he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Teacher, you don't have to worry about this. In fact, Comrade Yuan Jiang was sent by the country. He follows him 24 hours a day, and there is absolutely no problem."

Professor Wang: "..."

The way he looked at Yuan Jiang changed immediately, and he walked over and carefully extended his hand:

"Comrade Yuan Jiang, thank you for your hard work."

Yuan Jiang was a little flattered, but in the eyes of Professor Wang, this comrade sent by the country also stretched out his hand to shake his hand with a firm and serious face.

As expected of a comrade sent by the country, he is steady.

He felt relieved knowing that the country had made arrangements.

After taking a look at "Cicicada", he said to Dad Song:

"Do you still remember the market I told you? There is definitely a market for this cicada machine, and it may even be able to seize foreign markets. With the large amount of capital you need, it won't be a big problem."

Professor Wang felt excited when he thought that their products from Zhongzhou could actually crowd out foreign products.

However, he still looked at Song Yao Zhao Xiaodong with a little worry:

"But you will be very busy. Who will take care of the children?"

Yuan Jiang said solemnly: "I will take care of you."

"Yes, yes." Father Song nodded immediately: "Comrade Yuan Jiang has been taking care of them these days, and these two children have gained a few pounds."

Yuan Jiang nodded with a trustworthy expression.

Although his cooking is not delicious, it is not a big problem.

He can take the children to a restaurant.

Professor Wang:"……"

He is a really lucky student who needs guidance. With him as a teacher, if he is short of money, he can make a lot of money in no time.

If there is no time, the state sends people to take care of the children.

When he turned his face and saw Father Song's cheerful look, Professor Wang felt itchy and wanted to bite his tongue again:

"What are you happy about? Do you understand what I just taught you? Where did you go?"

Father Song immediately put on a posture of listening carefully to the class:

"Timing and luck, teacher, you talked about luck."

Professor Wang nodded: "This luck, it is very mysterious..."

He looked at the expectant students, then at the cicada in the yard, and Yuan Jiang standing next to the two children:

"...Forget it, let's talk about timing."