Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 1 does not conform to the time travel routine

"Brother, brother! You finally woke up! You scared me to death!"

Yang Zhengdong opened his eyes, and saw a girl in plain clothes with a white belt tied around her waist, who looked at him and shouted in surprise.

Before he could react, four or five people squeezed in through a small door that was only one meter wide, standing by the bed and looking at him lying on the bed.

It's just that some people's expressions are concerned, some are very impatient, and some people don't look him in the eye at all.

There were actually two or three of these people, just like the girl I saw at first sight, with white belts tied around their waists and legs.

"Hey! You've woken up. You are really a good grandson of your grandpa. You haven't cried a single word in the past three days, but you fainted from crying when you were buried. I don't know if you are being filial or embarrassing! "

Seeing Yang Zhengdong lying on the bed with blank eyes, a woman in her 40s with a filial piety tied around her waist said in a strange way, rolling her eyes.

"Boss, Zhengdong grew up with Teacher Yang since he was a child. How could he not be close to Teacher Yang? It's better not to say such stinging words. Boss, Zhengdong is so sad that he might not be able to discuss anything today. Let's talk about those things tomorrow when Zhengdong recovers, let the girl get him something to eat first!"

Standing in front was a man wearing a coat, with a dark complexion, who looked at least sixty years old, and held a half-burned cigarette between the yellow fingers of his right hand. He looked like an old smoker. sentence, and then arranged for the middle-aged man standing on the other side.

"Okay, branch secretary, listen to you, let's go out for a drink first, and I'll ask Cui Ling to get him something to eat!" The middle-aged man replied with a smile.

"Well, let's go out first, girl Cui Ling will take care of your brother!" The branch secretary gave another order to the girl beside the bed before going out.

The girl responded, and waited for everyone to go out, then ran to the bed again, looked at the haggard Yang Zhengdong, and asked with tears in her eyes: "Brother, how do you feel now? Don't listen to my mother's nonsense, I know you Grandpa dear!"

Yang Zhengdong felt powerless at this moment, especially his mind was in a mess.He was still on the plane at the last moment, and he was calculating how much bonus he could get from the global academic award when he returned to school.

I don't know why I came here as soon as I opened my eyes, and it looks like I have returned to the countryside 30 or [-] years ago.

"I... I'm fine, don't worry, please pour me a glass of water, my throat hurts badly."

Yang Zhengdong wanted to speak at first, but he opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be torn, and the sound he made was like that of gears that had not been oiled. He finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva and moistened it, and then he spoke a complete sentence. Come.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll pour you some water!"

Seeing this, the girl hurried to the table, picked up a thermos pot, uncorked the bottle and poured the water into an enamel cup. There was also a dragon and a phoenix printed on the enamel cup, with a Chinese character "囍" in the middle.

Yang Zhengdong recognized it at a glance, this kettle is still the kind of thermos kettle with a glass bottle.

It is the kind of vacuum glass that is said to be filled with mercury and then placed in a shell. It is particularly easy to break with a "bang" when it is bumped or unevenly cooled in winter.

This is an antique level. He only saw it once or twice when he was a child. He never thought that he would be lucky enough to be able to drink water from this thermos.

As for the enamel cup filled with water, Yang Zhengdong only saw it two or three times in his memory, and it looked like it was old, and the porcelain on the rim of the cup had lost a lot.

The girl brought over water, helped Yang Zhengdong up and leaned against the head of the bed, and handed it to him: "Brother, this is cold boiled water, not hot, you can drink it!"

"Well, thank you!" Yang Zhengdong swallowed and thanked.

"Thank you, I'm your sister, I shouldn't, you drink water and lie down for a while, I'll cook some noodles for you, and I'll bring them to you in a while!"

The girl watched him finish drinking the water, put the enamel cup on the table, then turned around and went out, probably to cook noodles for him.

When the girl went out, Yang Yi closed his eyes, his mind was in a mess, not knowing what was going on, why he woke up here suddenly.

Just for a while, he felt that there seemed to be some messy memories in the memory in his mind, filling his own memory bit by bit, entangled with his own memory, unexpectedly there was a feeling Feeling confused, he couldn't help feeling sick for a while.

I don't know how long it took before this feeling of nausea subsided. He found that in his original memory, there were some more memories that did not belong to him.

It's just that the scenes in his memory are like watching a movie to him, chaotic but real, but not very systematic, and he feels that his mind is a little messed up.

"I'm going, I won't be traveling through time, right? And I have traveled back to the countryside in the 90s?" Yang Zhengdong paused for a while, muttering in a low voice with a troubled face.

It's no wonder he thought so, because the memory that appeared really didn't belong to him, and it couldn't be said that it didn't belong to him, but it didn't belong to him now, but belonged to the body he had.

Yang Zhengdong raised his hands and looked at them. Although these hands were also fairer, they were still different from the hands he remembered. At least the fingers were a little longer than his original ones, and there were still some calluses on the palms, which were much rougher. .

Then he groped his body again, feeling this body, especially not feeling any fat on his stomach, and of course he didn't feel any muscles, his whole body was so thin that there was no flesh, it still made him sure that this was not his original body.

In the newly added memory, the original owner of this body was also named Yang Zhengdong, a student studying in a vocational high school.

It's just that it's not called a vocational high school, but a vocational education center. It's a student who is about to graduate, and came back to attend the funeral because of his grandfather's death.

Another reason why he was sure it was time travel was because he discovered from his memory that this place is not Earth, but is called Blue Star.

But the fragmentary history of Blue Star in his memory seems to be similar to the history of Earth, but the memory is relatively trivial. If he wants to find out the details, he has to check the history books himself.

The place where he is located is located in Jizhou Province of Huaxia Kingdom. It is a village hidden in the vast mountains. The name of the village is very nice, it is called Mengxi Village.The origin of the village name can not be found in memory.

In the memory of the original owner he received, he should not be too fond of this village, so the impression of the village is only one word - poor!

According to his memory and his speculation, now should be around the 20s on Earth, just like the 90s on Earth, China is in a period of change and development.

The entire Huaxia Kingdom of Blue Star is also developing at a high speed, but the development of the countryside is still relatively slow, let alone a village in the mountains like Mengxi Village.

In the memory of the original owner, there is only one 14-inch black and white TV in the whole village. It is at the home of the eldest son of the old party secretary.

In this world, Yang Zhengdong's parents died early. Anyway, Yang Zhengdong didn't find out what his parents looked like in this body in his memory. He grew up with his grandfather who was a private teacher in the village.

The last memory is that when grandpa was buried, he felt that there were no relatives in this world anymore, and he passed out directly in grief.

I don't know the reason, and I didn't find out that Yang Zhengdong had any other medical history. Anyway, he happened to enter this body and became the Yang Zhengdong of this world.

He speculated that it might be because of this person's grief and how strong he was, which led to his sudden death or the disappearance of his soul, which gave him his chance.

As for the human brain and soul, even scientists can't understand it, let alone him.He doesn't know whether the guess is right or not, even if he knows it's already like this, it can't change anything.

But Yang Zhengdong is really inexperienced in this kind of time travel. When he was idle and bored, he read a few time travel novels that confiscated students.

The protagonists in the novel, some go back to the ancient champions, build guns, and become emperors, some go to other worlds to stir up troubles, and some go to become princesses and queens...

But he, Yang Zhengdong, is a poor teacher. If he wants to teach children, he can do it with his newly rated special teacher title.

But if you want to talk about instant messaging, e-commerce platforms, and being the richest man in the world, he doesn't know all of these.

What should we do after this?Can't stay in the village and farm the land?He doesn't even know how to do such super technically difficult work as farming!

It seems that he hasn't even got his vocational high school diploma, even if he got this diploma, it's useless to go to the city. Who would recognize this thing?
He went abroad to make a report well, and even won a well-known academic award.I originally planned to go back to get the bonus, ask the principal to raise my salary, and then ask my mother's best friend to introduce someone. Maybe I will reach the pinnacle of my life from now on, and all this trouble will be gone.

It's all the fault of that damned stone. You said that he was so immortal that he fell on the plane, and even passed through the plane and hit him. Could it be that he was heinous in his previous life?
This day, falling stones from the sky and killing the time traveler is completely out of line with the conventional time travel routine. It would be better to drop the toilet and drown the time traveler, killing a whole plane of people.

There are so many people on the plane, I can't be the only one who died, right?Yang Zhengdong thought of an unlikely possibility.

It's just that what he will never know is that when he was thinking wildly, several news from the earth were on the hot search.

The one ranked first is impressively: "The hero flight was hit by a meteorite at an altitude of [-] meters, the plane broke through a big hole, and the crew calmly operated and successfully made an emergency landing!"

The second hot search is: "The meteorite crashed into the plane, which is strange and inexplicable. After penetrating the plane, only one young teacher was killed, and the others were unscathed!"

The third hot search is: "A well-known supernatural event research expert said that the impact of the meteorite is God's punishment, warning that the end is coming!"

If Yang Zhengdong sees these trending news, he will definitely be full of guilt, and then yell at him.Such a big 747 airliner, with hundreds of people at an altitude of [-] meters, just killed him by such a coincidence. Others didn't even lose a single hair, and they finally got on the trending search without even revealing their names.

Other people can't get on a certain peak, but he is obviously the protagonist, occupying the position of a walk-on, and even saves a subtitle. If there is a choice, he would rather give it to that certain peak.

Well, I must let it go, no matter what!

In this era, the original owner's memory is not comprehensive, and the original owner has only been to the county town as far as Zhu'er. He usually has no knowledge of any major national affairs, and he doesn't have much interest in reading books and newspapers.

Most of the fragmented memories about this era are learned from listening to the old men in the streets and alleys, or listening to the bragging of the students in the dormitory. They are not systematic and comprehensive, and many of them are not referenced.

It seems that in this parallel world, he has to rely on himself, Yang Zhengdong thought helplessly.

He tried to get up, but found that he didn't have any strength in his body. He finally sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, but he was so tired that he was out of breath.

He is completely speechless about this terrible body. Shouldn't this kid from the countryside be in good health, eat well, and be as strong as a calf?

Before he could finish his depression, a girl named Cui Ling opened the curtain and came in from the outside, holding a bowl of steaming egg noodles in her hand.

A voice outside kept muttering: "The dead girl is so willing to lay down two eggs in it, why doesn't the poor grandson starve to death!"

The scolding sound was not shy at all, it spread into the house without reservation, as if it was just for him to hear...

(End of this chapter)