The first rain in the early morning fell like silk, making the antique bedroom full of a "rustle" sound, Zhao Yan, the king of Guangyang County, who had woken up from his sleep, did not open his eyes immediately, but lay on the bed and said to himself: "This qiē is just a dream, as long as I open my eyes, the qiē in front of me will disappear, and I will also return to the twenty-first century and be that ordinary volunteer teacher!" ”

Zhao Yan said at the end, suddenly opened his eyes, but unfortunately what he saw was still the familiar red gauze tent on the top of the bed, raised his hand and touched his chin, but the result was still a few soft fluffs, not at all the feeling of pricking his hands every morning. This made Zhao Yan extremely disappointed, sat up from the bed all of a sudden, and looked around unwillingly around the environment.

Everywhere you look is decorated with old antiques, although it looks very beautiful, but there is no modern atmosphere at all, and now Zhao Yan would rather be in his humble bedroom than stay in this room full of antiques. Thinking back to what happened to him in the past few days, Zhao Yan felt even more headache, God knows how he suddenly returned from the 21st century to the Northern Song Dynasty in the 11th century AD?

Zhao Yan has crossed over, to be precise, the current Zhao Yan is no longer the original king of Guangyang County, but the future Zhao Yan who has crossed over from the 21st century, although the two have the same name and surname, their identities are completely different.

This Zhao Yan who came through was just an ordinary person before, after graduating from college, he mixed in the society for a few years, and then on a whim, he went to a village in the central province to be a volunteer teacher, which was originally very good, Zhao Yan also got along well with his students, and the students' grades were greatly improved compared to before, which made him full of a sense of achievement.

But at this time, one day when Zhao Yan was returning to school from the county seat, he was suddenly struck by lightning in the sky, and when he woke up again, he actually traveled to the first year of the Northern Song Dynasty, and became the prince of Lao Shizi, although the status is very noble, but when he thinks of his relatives and friends in later generations, as well as those lovely students will never see each other again, this makes him sad.

In addition, Zhao Yan also thought that when he was bored every night, he couldn't use his mobile phone or computer to go online, which made him feel painful, some things will only know how to cherish after they are lost, such as his domestic copycat mobile phone bought for hundreds of yuan, although he often turns off his own phone, but at least it is also a smart phone, and the Internet access is also fast, usually watching the news and chatting about the day, and even occasionally watching a small movie, of course, it is the kind that men like to watch.

"Cell phone!" Zhao Yan thought of the mobile phone, and suddenly thought that there seemed to be something that had crossed with him, and he hurriedly rummaged around, now that he was in the Northern Song Dynasty, everything he brought from the afterlife was very precious, but a few days ago he really couldn't accept the matter of his crossing, his mind was chaotic, and he didn't have time to think about it at all.

Zhao Yan quickly found what he was looking for from the cabinet next to his bed, when he opened his eyes for the first time after crossing, he saw a beautiful woman in ancient costume, which made him think that the other party was a legendary fairy, after all, ordinary people would not wear ancient costumes, but later he learned that the other party was his newly married wife, but unfortunately this woman named Cao Ying didn't like herself, except for someone to come to see her these days, she would only appear for a while, and she usually didn't see anyone at all.

Zhao Yan didn't have time to think about his relationship with Cao Ying now, I saw him shake his head violently, calm down and put the things he found on the bed, there are three things, one is a burden wrapped in silk, and inside are a few clothes he wore before crossing, a white shirt, blue jeans, black waterproof jacket, and even **.

Zhao Yan woke up and saw Cao Ying, but the other party was also frightened by the ball lightning, and hurriedly ran out to call someone, while Zhao Yan took this opportunity to take a look at the environment around him, although he was still a little confused about the situation, but the sixth sense told him that something very bad must have happened to him, and then he put away the things around him as quickly as possible. It's just that what he hasn't been able to understand is that the things around him and even the clothes came together, but his body has become the current Zhao Yan, God knows what happened to him after being struck by a lightning bolt at that time?

Don't think about things that you can't figure out, this is one of Zhao Yan's few advantages, I saw him reach out and touch these familiar clothes, and then took out a few things from the pocket of his coat, a string of ordinary keys, but unfortunately the lock to be opened was left in the twenty-first century, a black wallet, there are more than 100 yuan and a few cards in the bag, and now there is no place to spend it, so it can only become waste paper, as for the last one, it is the copycat mobile phone that Zhao Yan misses deeply just now.

Zhao Yan used to be a fan of Xing Ye, he remembered that when Stephen Chow "Gambler 2", the protagonist Ah Xing traveled to Shanghai decades ago, and it turned out that he could use the old-fashioned big brother to contact future generations, although the plot is ridiculous, but Zhao Yan now hopes that his mobile phone can also have this function.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yan picked up his mobile phone with trembling hands, and then gently pressed the button below.

"Huh? No response! Zhao Yan pressed it again, but the screen was still pitch black, and now the sweat on Zhao Yan's head came down, the biggest pain in the world is to give a person hope, and then cruelly shatter this hope.

Holding on to the last hope, Zhao Yan pressed the button to turn on the phone, because this copycat mobile phone is always turned off from time to time, and it has to be turned back on every time, and this thing has traveled with him for nearly a thousand years, God knows if something will go wrong?

"Ding~" With a crisp sound, the stupid Android machine qì person finally appeared on the phone, which made Zhao Yan feel relieved, but before he was happy, he saw that the screen that had just lit up went black directly, and it turned off again, and this time no matter how long Zhao Yan pressed the power button, the screen would not light up again.

"Your sister, obviously it was turned on just now, why can't it be turned on now?" Zhao Yan angrily continued to turn on the button desperately, while shaking the phone and muttering to himself, but no matter how he shook it, the phone did not respond, and he was angry and raised his hand to throw the phone out.

"Huh, isn't that right? It's been a few days since I crossed, and this broken phone should have run out of battery for a long time, so it will automatically shut down, and as long as it can be charged, it should be ready to use. Thinking of this, Zhao Yan became excited again, but he quickly thought that now in the Northern Song Dynasty, he couldn't even find a place to charge, could it be that he wanted to fly a kite when it was thundering? That's too dangerous.

But it doesn't have to be, in case you are hacked again, maybe you can go back again, but the probability of this kind of thing is too small, it is estimated that it can be about the same as the probability of winning the ten lottery jackpots, Zhao Yan calculated it seriously, and now he may not have such bad luck, so he doesn't plan to take a risk for the time being.

A mobile phone without power is a waste, not even a brick, so Zhao Yan could only helplessly throw the mobile phone and clothes aside, and then looked at the remaining two things, which were a cardboard box and a backpack.

The contents of the cardboard box don't need to look at Zhao Yan to know, inside is a second-hand microscope, the primary school he teaches is in a small village, this village is not poor, but they are all left-behind children, in addition to the children in the village are the elderly, young people have gone out to work, in addition to him as a teacher, there are only a few pregnant women who are pregnant and waiting to give birth at home are young people.

The conditions of the school are not very good, at least when he wants students to know more about biology, there is no microscope, so he asked a friend in Beijing to get a second-hand microscope, which is said to be eliminated by the local school, and there is nothing wrong with it, and the price is cheap, as a result, because of this microscope, he went to the county to get the express, and when he came back, he was struck by lightning on the road, and when he opened his eyes, it was already the Northern Song Dynasty.

Thinking that what happened to him was because of this microscope, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel angry, stretched out his hand and grabbed the cardboard box of the microscope and wanted to smash it to vent his anger, but he was reluctant to think about it, he threw it several times and didn't let go, and finally gently put it back on the bed. After all, this thing also cost thousands of dollars to buy, and this is because of the lowest price that the friend gave him, if it is placed on the market, it will be at least tens of thousands.

In the end, Zhao Yan turned his gaze to the backpack on the bed, this is an ordinary denim bag, unzip it up, Zhao Yan poured out everything inside, a long portable toothbrush cup, which contains a toothbrush and toothpaste, in addition to a manual razor, as well as a piece of soap for washing his face, and finally a charger for mobile phones, because the school is a little far away from the county, it is not easy to go to the county, and he needs to stay in the county for one night, so Zhao Yan will bring these belongings.

In addition, there are two boxes of cigarettes poured out of the bag, one of which has been opened, and half of the cigarettes in it are smoked, and there are two lighters, both of which are one dollar each, and they are thrown away when they run out, but now they are rare treasures, and if Zhao Yan is not mistaken, the Northern Song Dynasty does not seem to have cigarettes, and the tobacco should still be in the grass of the Americas, and the local Indians have begun to smoke, but unfortunately the other party is separated from the Northern Song Dynasty by the Pacific Ocean, with the technology of the other party to make canoes, It is estimated that it is difficult to carry tobacco to the Great Song Dynasty to sell.

Looking at the box and a half of cigarettes in front of him, Zhao Yan felt an itchy throat, he hadn't smoked for several days before he crossed, because he had promised his students to quit smoking, and even Zhao Yan remembered that just two days before he went to the county seat, the most beautiful female student in the class said to Zhao Yan that she had found a way to help her quit smoking, and then showed Zhao Yan a lot of information about the harm of smoking.

Thinking of his naughty and cute students, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel blocked in his heart, and then habitually took out a cigarette, lit it and put it to his mouth to smoke, anyway, there were no cigarettes to sell in the Northern Song Dynasty at this time, and when he finished smoking the box in front of him, he would not want to smoke it in the future.

"Ahem, cough~" Zhao Yangang took a sip, and immediately felt that his throat and eyes were spicy, and then coughed violently, because he forgot that his current body was no longer the body he used to be, and he was not used to the smell of cigarettes at all.

However, Zhao Yan in his previous life was already an old smoker, and after coughing a few times, he took a deep breath, and then slowly inhaled a few puffs, which quickly made the body adapt to the taste of cigarettes, and under the stimulation of nicotine, it also relieved Zhao Yan's restless mood after crossing.

"Ah~! Hell! Before Zhao Yan finished smoking a cigarette, a very penetrating scream suddenly sounded, and Zhao Yan's whole body trembled, and he almost threw the cigarette butt in his hand onto the bed.

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