Return to the red age

The little girl has a chubby face and slightly curly hair. Teacher Zhu also has a headache. Most of the students in the literacy class are from rural areas. Sometimes people run away as soon as they turn around. Today I am late because my daughter Xiaolin wants to go to school. When I got up, riding on the road was a bit slower.

"Well, I will help dad look after big brother." The little girl had a Shandong accent and looked at her bangs with dark eyes as she spoke.

The bangs remained motionless, and she would definitely abide by the rules, but this little girl obviously understood her father's meaning wrongly...

Teacher Zhu nodded to Liu Hai. In fact, the reason why he put his daughter on Liu Hai's side was because Liu Hai liked to be clean. Some of the other students' hair was knotted, and their bangs were obviously washed.

"Brother, you have to write with your right hand." Liu Hai wrote with his left hand. The little girl said to the side and demonstrated. The little girl was also doing her homework.

The bangs are still standing tall and still, and I write with my right hand. Wouldn’t that make me look awkward all of a sudden?

Liu Hai felt a gust of wind behind him, and then someone ran away. The little girl looked at the person who ran out just now in confusion, and then looked at Liu Hai before continuing to immerse herself in her homework.

After Teacher Zhu finished writing a word on the blackboard, he looked back and saw that one person was missing. The little girl was still busy doing her homework and just shook her head.

"This is the national character of the country. Please write in this order." Teacher Zhu could only continue, since he was used to it anyway.

After learning ten characters in one class, Liu Hai felt a little bored. Of course, the handwriting with his left hand was very poor.

"Dad, I'm helping you look after your brother, but he is so stupid and his writing is not very good." After class, Teacher Zhu came to take care of the little girl, and the little girl said in a show of thanks.

"Good boy, classmate Liu Hai, you did a good job in studying." Teacher Zhu looked at Liu Hai's handwriting. At least he knew what he wrote, so he praised it in passing.

Liu Hai nodded and said little.

At the end of the four classes in the morning, Teacher Zhu asked everyone to go back and write these forty words by themselves. They will have to read their homework next Sunday.

"Goodbye, brother." Teacher Zhu pushed her bicycle out of the elementary school with her daughter. The little girl was wrapped tightly and waved to her bangs.

Liu Hai nodded and prepared to go home, while many others were complaining.

"I've been sitting there all morning and there's been nothing."

"That's right, last year in our village we were able to eliminate illiteracy and at least take care of one lunch."

"Oh, everything costs money, drinking water costs money, briquettes cost money, electricity bills cost money, and housing costs money. I am ready to go back."

"I don't dare to go back. The village party secretary has told me that if anyone goes back, the whole family's work points will be deducted this year, and the food will not be divided."

"well."

Liu Hai originally wanted to go back, but he thought to himself that if he was able to let go in the 1980s, he would have to have enough connections. At least his growth experience would need to be able to withstand scrutiny. At that time, a rural kid would come up and build an airplane. Rockets, missiles, aircraft carriers, isn’t this nonsense?

"Going to a university this afternoon?" Once you have an idea, take action. Prepare to visit various universities first, preferably a university of science and engineering.

When Liu Hai was wandering around Kyoto, in a certain conference room, a formal report was placed in front of several big bosses.

"This thing is a gift from the Yankees. The bald man used to be our transportation captain, and this Yankee also became us."

"Yes, according to the appraisal of our experts, it is possible for the Yankees to manufacture such a missile. We initially suspected that the Yankees made a mistake during the test on the island country or the peninsula. Based on careful appraisal of the gyroscope, we found that it was the other party. One number was wrong, it was supposed to be heading towards the Pacific Ocean."

"That's great. We can just do this ourselves. The people in the north have been very unhappy with us recently."

"The North has already made excuses to transfer some scientists back, and some people are saying that without their help, we will..."

"The local people have checked it and found nothing wrong with it. They all thought it was a poison gas bomb from a small book."

"Then let them misunderstand."

"Do you want a reward for the shepherd you found?"

"I don't think it's necessary, otherwise it will attract unnecessary attention. There are still many people with bad intentions in our society now."

"All the soldiers we contacted at the beginning were transferred to the northwest."

"That's good. With the support of the Americans, there's no reason why we can't develop."

Liu Hai didn't know the outcome of this matter at all, and he didn't want to know. Now was not the time for him to shine, silently gathering strength...

After asking for directions at the bus station, Liu Hai transferred to Kyoto Institute of Technology, located in Niujie, Xuanw District.

"Uncle, should I just go in and take a look?"

"No, you go back and write a letter of introduction, otherwise how would I know who you are?" I never thought of coming here, but I couldn't get in, even though I was wearing work clothes from a motorcycle factory.

"If that doesn't work, find an acquaintance." The uncle looked wary, and the others also looked at him eagerly.

"No acquaintance." Liu Hai shook his head.

"That won't work." The gatekeeper began to roll up his sleeves.

Liu Hai quickly turned around and left. He had just arrived at the roadside and was planning to visit Qingbei? I don’t know how to qualify for the National Library.

"Big brother?" Just when Liu Hai stood up and was about to leave, a familiar voice sounded.

Liu Hai took a look and saw that the little girl had been burying him all morning. Next to the little girl was Teacher Zhu.

"Teacher Zhu." Liu Hai still greeted.

"Classmate Liu Hai, are you lost?" Teacher Zhu looked at Liu Hai warily and asked, how does this kid know that he lives here?

"I just want to see what university is like." Liu Hai quickly took out two bus tickets. If he didn't explain clearly at this time, Teacher Zhu would at least get beaten up if he shouted.

"That's it. Have you seen it? How is it?"

"No, I can't get in." Liu Hai said quickly.

"Haha, let's go, I'll take you there."

Only then did Liu Hai know that Teacher Zhu was a teaching assistant at this university. When Teacher Zhu spoke, the man at the door looked at Liu Hai with a much kinder look.

"Teacher Zhu, thank you." Liu Hai said after entering the door.

"Look around. You can study hard now and get into college." Teacher Zhu thought Liu Hai was a silly boy from the countryside and just watched the excitement.

The library was quiet. Although everyone was slightly surprised when they saw Liu Hai, they didn't say anything because Liu Hai was wearing corporate work clothes.

Liu Hai came to the bookshelf, looked at these books, took out one and took a look at it, and sighed in his heart, the technology inside was far behind.

After nearly eighty years of science and technology, Liu Hai felt a little uncomfortable thinking that he might not live until 2020. He read several books here and there, but they were all meaningless.

However, I made an unexpected discovery, that is, there are not many modern professional vocabulary in foreign languages. I secretly warned myself not to say too much.

In fact, even in industry, there are many professional vocabulary that are not available.

But this made Liu Hai even more determined to find out what science and engineering are like now.