After the tool man strikes [Quick Transmigration]

After the typewriter was repaired, it was almost time for lunch. The county magistrate warmly invited Lin Lang and Du Dacheng to a state-run restaurant for dinner. Lin Lang looked at his brother-in-law who was rubbing his hands nervously, eager to run away, and reckoned that he would go. He didn't dare to eat, so he had to politely decline, "The family is worried, so I have to go back early and tell them that the problem has been solved, so that they can rest assured."

The county magistrate didn't force him, but he wrote down Lin Lang's address and said that if there was a problem with the typewriter, he would come to him to fix it.

When the two left the government office building, Du Dacheng let out a long breath, and a stone fell to the ground, "Xiaolang, I really owe you this time, otherwise we don't know what to do, and we can't make up the 500 yuan." ah."

"Brother-in-law, why are you being polite to me?" Lin Lang smiled heartily, "You and eldest sister took care of our family a lot before."

Du Dacheng smiled naively, feeling a little embarrassed in his heart. In the past, when Lin Pandi used his own things to subsidize her mother's family during the New Year and holidays, although he didn't say anything, it was not without his own ideas, especially when his brother-in-law didn't Sensible, even grabbing his youngest son's things made him look down on him even more. Now that Lin Lang is finally promising, he also feels relieved.

"That's all right, brother-in-law won't be polite to you, why don't you go to our house to deal with it overnight? Let your sister cook you some delicious dishes, and you haven't eaten the bacon you gave me yet."

Lin Lang knew that he was in a hurry to go home and report the good news to his elder sister that he would not have to pay any more money, so he shook his head and said, "I won't go today, brother-in-law, you should go back first, I have something to do in the county, so just take a ride home by yourself gone."

"What's the matter? Do you want help?"

"No need," Lin Lang waved his hand, "Just buy something, brother-in-law, go back, big sister should wait."

Du Dacheng really couldn't wait to go home, scratched his head and said: "Okay, be careful yourself, I'll go back first."

After speaking, he took out a wad of change from his coat pocket, stuffed it into Lin Lang's hands without any explanation, and then ran away, "You keep it for yourself, I'm leaving."

Lin Lang wanted to return the money, but he disappeared immediately, so he had to put it away with a wry smile. The money is not too much, it looks like two or three yuan, but he can buy a lot of things in this day and age. Let's make up for it.

Then Lin Lang came to the largest bookstore in the county. He originally wanted to collect some latest technology-related newspapers and magazines to buy back, but when he entered, he found that he had gone to the wrong place. Because of the great turmoil in the country a few years ago, the publishing industry It has entered the cold winter, and the books sold in the bookstore have also undergone a major cleaning. The number is small and the categories are single, and he can't find what he needs at all.

After all, he is not a person of this era. Although through the memory of the original owner and the familiarity of this period of time, he can almost adapt to the environment, but there are still some aspects that cannot be fully understood.

Fortunately, when he mentioned the typewriter to the county magistrate yesterday, he was talking about the old books he saw plus other people's manuscripts, otherwise he would have to wear it on the spot.

Lin Lang was looking for a few sets of recent newspapers and was about to pay and leave. The old man, the owner of the bookstore, glanced at him indifferently, "What book are you looking for?"

Lin Lang pondered for a while, "Do you have anything about physics?"

"Physics, the one that makes airplanes and cannons? Those are state secrets, how can they be written and sold?" The shopkeeper thought for a while, then turned and went to the back room to move a wooden box out, "That's all."

Lin Lang leaned over and took a look, good guy, a complete set of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" published in the 60s, a total of [-] volumes, covering mathematics, physics, chemistry, astronomy and other fields, the price of a single volume is more than [-] cents, he can barely afford it .

"...Can I buy it alone?"

The shopkeeper shook his head ruthlessly, "It's hard to get them all together, and we only sell the whole set."

Lin Lang pondered for a while, and finally had no choice but to spread his hands regretfully. He didn't have much money, and every cent had to be spent wisely. This set of books could not bring him much help.

Before walking out of the bookstore, Lin Lang asked the shopkeeper to keep any relevant books and periodicals for him, but the shopkeeper hummed vaguely, not knowing whether he agreed or not.

Leaving the bookstore, Lin Lang went to yesterday's waste recycling station again. This time, he found a few discarded old books related to science and technology, but they were published many years ago. They are out of touch with the current era, but it is always better. No.

Lin Lang searched for these books and periodicals mainly because he wanted to understand the general development of Huaguo's science and technology in the current era, so as to avoid making people suspicious of his outrageous knowledge in the future.

Before returning home, he went to the post office to buy several sets of envelope stamps, and then he planned to try to contribute to the science columns of various newspapers and periodicals.

For the rest of the winter vacation, apart from continuing to exercise with Zhao Guowu, Lin Lang just squatted at home to write manuscripts, focusing on his areas of expertise, and looking forward to the huge changes that the development of computers could bring to all walks of life and even the entire era. I wrote several manuscripts and submitted them.

The old couple of the Lin family couldn't understand what he wrote, they only knew that their son was studying hard, and they were already very excited.

Lin Lang was writing at home again that day, and Zhao Guowu broke in panting, bringing a piece of news, "Uncle, have you finished your winter vacation homework?"

Lin Lang: "???"

He really forgot that there was this thing... After searching the room for a long time, he finally found the original owner's winter vacation homework under the table. There is no doubt that it was all blank.

Zhao Guowu had an expression of "I've seen through you a long time ago", "It's okay, I didn't write anything, there are still a few days left in the holiday, we still have time to hurry up."

These days, although Zhao Guowu has already admired Lin Lang in terms of military strength, but in terms of learning, he has the impression that Lin Lang is still the same scumbag as before, which gives him a slight sense of superiority.

"I have inquired about it. Like us in the second year of high school, you have to write a diary every day. You didn't write it, brother-in-law, did you? I borrowed Miaomiao's diary. We can copy it. Anyway, we are all in different classes, teacher. Can't find it either."

Lin Lang: "..."

He really doesn't have a hobby of peeking at little girls' diaries.

"No, I'll write it myself."

At any rate, he has also had life experiences in several worlds, and he can compile dozens of diaries.

As Lin Lang said that, he took out the blank diary and began to write like a fly. Basically, he finished an article in two or three minutes. Zhao Guowu was dumbfounded when he saw it, "No, uncle, even if you are in a hurry, you can't fool around like this, teacher. I will check it, it’s better not to write it than to write it blindly.”

"I'm not fooling around," Lin Lang raised his eyelids, "It's all written seriously."

Are you serious about writing so fast?What a fool.Zhao Guowu leaned over to read Lin Lang's writing, his eyes widened now, he really wrote seriously, he wrote his daily experience vividly and vividly, and finally sublimated the theme by combining various red quotations, every piece can be read The level that the teacher reads aloud to the whole class as a model essay.

Zhao Guowu suddenly felt a burst of heartache, "we agreed to be scumbags together, but you quietly became a top student". name.

Maybe my uncle is just good at writing diaries. Zhao Guowu comforted himself, and calmed down to "rewrite" his own share based on Zhao Miaomiao's diary. After writing for a while, he found that Lin Lang had put down the diary and picked up his winter vacation homework again. , brushing brush like flying again.

This time it must be written blindly!Zhao Guowu thought he had caught his uncle's pigtails, and took a closer look. Although he didn't understand other subjects, it could be seen that Lin Lang's answers were clear and serious, and all the Chinese questions he could understand were answered in the To the point, it's not like scribbling at all.

Could it be that my uncle was not only clumsy in martial arts before, but also clumsy in studies?He couldn't help asking this question.

Lin Lang sighed, "Anyway, if you can't go to university, what's the use of doing well in the exam? Just answer the exam casually."

it is as expected!Confirming his conjecture, Zhao Guowu once again admired Lin Lang. Even he, in order to be praised by the adults, hoped to do well in the exam, but my uncle could not be affected at all, even if he was misunderstood as a scumbag. Insist on yourself, it is too character!

If Lin Lang knew what he was thinking, he might not know whether to laugh or cry. What the original owner did can no longer be reversed, so he can only try his best to make up for it now.

There wasn't a lot of homework for the winter vacation, and it took him less than a day to finish it all. Zhao Guowu was greatly stimulated by watching it, and spent the rest of the vacation at home doing homework seriously, which was definitely not the case in previous years.

After finishing his homework, he continued to write manuscripts. Before the start of school, Lin Lang sent a total of seven or eight manuscripts. Before receiving any reply, the new semester began.

The schools in this era are also very different from the schools in Lin Lang's impression. Because of the big movement in the past few years, the learning atmosphere on the campus is not strong, the students' enthusiasm for learning is generally not high, and most of the teachers are conservative in teaching. Control too much and get yourself into trouble.

Although the winter vacation homework was assigned before the holiday, there were not many people who wrote it seriously. The teacher just checked it symbolically. When he walked in front of Lin Lang, he subconsciously prepared to skip it. Still stunned, "Did you do your homework?"

The teacher was surprised that the student wrote the homework. It is conceivable what the original owner was like in the eyes of the teacher before. Lin Lang raised his head and smiled at him, "Yes, please check the teacher."

This smile even made the teacher's body stiff, quickly put away the notebook, and hurried to the next person.Lin Lang searched carefully from the memory of the original owner, and found that he had smiled like this before and led someone to punish the teacher.

Lin Lang: ...he really didn't mean anything else.

Their head teacher is a male teacher in his early thirties. He looks thinner and his personality doesn't look strong. It is the kind of weak and bullying image in the eyes of students.

There is no formal class on the first day of school, and you can go home at noon. Lin Lang packed up his things and was about to leave when a male classmate walked up to his desk with a very warm tone, "Lin Lang, you actually did your homework ?”

Lin Lang looked puzzled, "Shouldn't students be doing their homework?"

"Who doesn't know you yet?" The male classmate patted him on the shoulder and lowered his voice, "Have you thought of some way to trick him again? Don't forget to call me when you watch the excitement."

Lin Lang: "..."

I have been a bad student for a long time, but no one would believe me if I wanted to be a good student again.

The author has something to say: I found that I made a serious mistake earlier, because I really don’t know much about the 70s and 70s. The online search is also a targeted search. I just learned a common sense problem. It seems that the country adopted five ·Twenty-two school system, five years of elementary school, two years of junior high school, two years of high school, no senior three...so the original owner's grade was changed to senior two, this world is really written with trepidation, and many things can't be found TT

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