Chapter 1 I pushed the door open and found myself in the day before yesterday

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Just after swearing an oath to the heavens, a thunderclap erupted right above his head, startling Yun Zheng so much that his hair stood on end. How could it thunder so early in the morning? He could see that a heavy rain was about to pour down, so he held his backpack over his head and ran wildly.

What a large piece of paper, what beautiful cursive script, comparable to the calligraphy of Zhang Xu after a drunken spree. I won't return it to her; the teacher's study just happens to need a piece of calligraphy, and this will do. Although the meaning on it is not very good, what does "Lying on the beach for three and a half years, I turn over when the big waves come" mean?

He took off his loose coat and put on He Jianqiang's clothes. Although he was bare-bottomed and continuously opposed Yun Zheng, he still resolutely made his decision. He put his undershirt on him, tied a rope around his waist, and a lovely child dressed in a dress appeared.

Half an hour is enough for Yun Zheng to walk around the school, yet he is still groping in the darkness. He shouts loudly twice, but there is not even an echo. He takes out a lighter and ignites a small flame, which flickers weakly. No matter how much he increases the airflow, there remains only a tiny spark.

Bullying the teacher with your nonsensical drawings? If you can't draw a hundred turtles in one hour tomorrow, the teacher will draw turtles on your little face, Xin Dandan, just wait and see

"Your zipper is open." He Jianqiang pointed with his little finger at the already unzipped zipper of Yun Zheng, laughing heartily. He seemed to be quite pleased with the current situation.

Then why are you still sweeping the floor? Are you just idle? Come on, let's go have a meal, and then we can find the principal to discuss your future. Be a man, be a bit stronger. It's not a big deal; teachers have it much worse, yet they still graduate from prestigious universities, don't they

"Teacher, I have now completely become a minor. You can apply for hardship assistance for me now. I really need it, and I am also hungry." The way a child speaks like an adult seems very strange; no matter how you look at it, it resembles a monster.

The familiar number on the phone has not appeared for over a month. I called it twice, but it was a disconnected number. Perhaps it is for the best; being completely unencumbered, I shall live freely.

The half-person-high elm tree wall was easily leaped over, and the half-person-high railing was brushed aside with a hand. Just as I was feeling pleased, a strong gust of wind blew towards me, carrying dust and sand, causing me to rub my eyes for quite a while. Suddenly, I heard a "swish swish" sound of sweeping. Who would be sweeping during such a strong wind? Through my misty, tear-filled eyes, I finally saw the fool sweeping against the wind.

When Yun Zheng cooled the peeled egg and offered it to He Jianqiang, He Jianqiang did not accept it; he wanted Yun Zheng to eat it first. As a result, Yun Zheng forcefully stuffed the egg into his mouth while he himself continued to pick up bamboo shoots and nibble on them slowly

Then he saw the sun, that bright red object hanging in the sky, looking as if it had just risen. This made sense; who could have played such a prank on the playground? Yun Zheng felt a bit angry. Besides his students, there shouldn't be anyone else. He Jianqiang was most afraid of his mother leaving; he would never joke about such a matter, even if it cost him his life.

"Stop looking, my mother is gone." He Jianqiang's voice echoed behind Yun Zheng

He Jianqiang suddenly smiled, and this was the first time Yun Zheng had seen him smile. However, this kind of smile should not have appeared on his face. He rested the broom on his shoulder and said to Yun Zheng, "Teacher Yun, even my own mother despises me; do you think my relatives would take me in?"

The show of authority is not meant to be taken lightly; I merely hung a plastic bag of ice water on the door. Although I was scolded for half an hour by the female teacher while having my ear pulled, I was admired as a hero by my brothers for half a semester.

After turning my stiff neck around, I found myself in a lush green bamboo forest. I was only wearing one shoe, while the other shoe lay beside me. But why did the shoe fall off?

Yun Zheng had no time to answer him, casually wrapping the little brat up and tying a knot with his sleeve before tossing him onto his back. There was a little panda underfoot, which meant there must be a giant panda nearby. Those creatures not only eat bamboo but also consume meat. There was no reasoning with a mother panda protecting her cub; escaping was the priority.

Not only was he hungry, but Yun Zheng was also hungry. He had not eaten anything when he left in the morning. Standing on the sandstone, he looked around and was quite certain that there could be no signs of human habitation here. Watching a group of wild boars grunting as they passed beneath the sandstone, completely unafraid of humans, Yun Zheng realized that these wild boars had never encountered a hunter before

The shoes were too big, making it difficult to run quickly. However, the shoes worn by the little kid seemed to fit perfectly. He hurriedly took them off and put them on his own feet. After tying the shoelaces, he circled around the bamboo grove and swiftly darted into the thicket. Upon arriving at a patch of dry red sandstone, Yun Zheng finally took a careful look at everything about himself.

The events unfolded too quickly and too bizarrely, leaving Yun Zheng no time to contemplate what exactly had happened and why he had suddenly arrived from a small town in the northwest to the picturesque southern region.

"Gone? What does 'gone' mean? Where did he go?" Yun Zheng asked curiously, unable to discern any meaning from the straightforward words of this young man.

Breathless and uncertain, Yun Zheng's hand slowly groped along the wall. He discovered that the wall seemed insufficiently sturdy, and with He Jianqiang on his back, he forcefully slammed his shoulder against the wall

Severely shrunk in stature, the height he once took pride in now barely reaches 1.4 meters. The scruffy old face has vanished, replaced by a youthful visage with baby fat. As for the four-year-old child lying amidst a pile of clothes, with eyes darting around, who else could it be but He Jianqiang?

This has left us so disappointed

You are a minor; the state has laws that will arrange for you to continue living with relatives. The state also provides you with subsidies, so you need not worry about earning money to support the family.

From the perspective of probability, as well as from our instinctual fear of loneliness, it is impossible for us to be solitary individuals

Bird eggs must be coated with mud and slowly cooked in hot ashes; otherwise, they will explode. Yun Zheng, who has been doing this since childhood, is very skilled at it. He crunches on bamboo shoots while He Jianqiang watches the mud clumps in the ash pile, drooling.

The meaning of leaving is not coming back, and you left me fifty yuan. The voice remains monotonous, but it is somewhat hoarse

Yun Zheng vowed that he had never written his defense paper in English, no matter how excessive he was. After passing the College English Test Band 6 in university, he never had the opportunity to use it again

However, young man, the phrase "A fierce tiger in the heart, delicately sniffing roses" is still known to the teacher. This is a famous saying by Sassoon, which the teacher mentioned to your future mentor back in university. He Pengcheng, once the tail is exposed, do not retract it; we will deal with you tomorrow

Looking around, I did not see his mother

Having finished his own tasks, Yun Zheng realized that he no longer needed to sleep. He turned his head to look at the alarm clock sleeping at the bedside, specifically waiting for it to suddenly ring, so he could enter a new day

A small boy, dressed in oversized clothing, stared at himself with wide eyes, looking quite bewildered. In a childish voice, he asked Yun Zheng, "Who are you, and how did I end up here?"

Yun Zheng is very satisfied with his alarm clock, which always goes off at exactly 7:00.

Looking up at the starry sky, is there someone there also gazing up at us?

The answer is evident; we cannot be the only intelligent beings.

With the advancement of modern science and the emergence of various measuring instruments, we have not discovered any other forms of life within our observable range, not even the slightest possibility has been detected

This is nonsense; ultimately, it is still a struggle with oneself, attempting to demonstrate the ability to endure all the pain in the world through this fragile strength

Teacher, there is a scientific explanation that closely resembles our current situation, which is the concept of a wormhole. I once had a dream of creating a machine that could take me back to the past, to see my father before he passed away. Therefore, I have studied wormholes in detail. In fact, the renowned American professor John Archibald Wheeler proposed an interesting hypothesis: wormholes and the human world do not operate within the same time system. Entering another time system may allow one to return to the distant past or venture into the future. This is because, within a wormhole, time possesses both directionality and reversibility; it can move forward or backward. We are fortunate to have encountered the backward flow, which is why we have all become children.

The mischievous child is completely disobedient; if he stays out in the rain a little longer, he might catch a cold, and falling ill at this time is certainly not a good thing. Yun Zheng pinched He Jianqiang under his arm and casually opened a door, walking inside. It was very dark, as if he had entered a storage room. After groping his way for a while, he suddenly remembered: where did this door on the playground come from?

While brushing my teeth, I wondered if I would be living more comfortably now if I hadn't chosen to become a teacher. At twenty-seven, still living in a school dormitory, is it a bit pitiful?

Before writing this story, I had asked myself countless times whether we are truly the only intelligent beings in the vast universe and the realm of books

There are always donkeys unwilling to have their eyes covered; they wish to walk in a straight line, thus the reins break and become worn out.

He Jianqiang under the ribs seemed to have fallen asleep, his body growing heavier. He put away the lighter, extended one hand forward, and slowly moved his feet ahead, finally finding a wall. If he could not find a place to lean on, Yun Zheng felt he would collapse.

Seeing that boy in a school uniform, Yun Zheng was completely at a loss for words. While others sweep the floor to maintain cleanliness, this guy sweeps the floor for the monthly sum of 1,000 yuan

Liang Weiwei, I know your father is a senior programmer. Why do you need to encrypt the file you sent? You even told the teacher that the key is the answer to this math problem. Knowing the key is of no use at all. With a screen full of 01, how am I supposed to grade it

"Bear with it; you wouldn't dare eat raw bamboo shoots, as getting sick would be even more terrifying. I will start a fire and see if I can roast them for you to eat." Yun Zheng did not dare to venture far and could only gather some dry grass and firewood nearby. Perhaps heaven took pity on the two helpless individuals, as Yun Zheng unexpectedly found an unidentifiable bird's egg in the grass, larger than a quail egg but smaller than a chicken egg, and it appeared to be very fresh.

Or, are there other possibilities

Regardless of how extraordinary one's students may be, it is impossible for them to produce a panda. Now, this panda, which is only the size of a cat, is continuously licking its own paws. This is not surprising, as Yun Zheng did not wash his feet last night, ... there is a salty taste on his feet ...

Yun Zheng did not sleep a wink last night, not because he did not want to sleep, but because he desperately wanted to. However, the moment he thought of the thirteen children in that experimental class, all sense of drowsiness vanished. Only heaven knows why he agreed to the old principal's request, to take care of these selected young masters and young ladies instead of normal children.

Those children have gone too far. Yun Ye allows his students to be mischievous and playful, but he absolutely will not tolerate a lack of compassion in them. He is prepared to reprimand them loudly, yet he closes his mouth, feeling his heart sink helplessly into darkness

This is his mother's job. He Jianqiang helps his mother sweep the floor every day and is a very good child. If that pretty little face had a bit more of a smile, Yun Zheng would decide to cast his vote for him as this year's model student. After all, these thirteen young masters and young ladies would definitely not vote for anyone else. In this way, He Jianqiang would win by a significant margin of two votes.

A door on the playground (1)

Originally, there was nothing much to say about this matter, but for two consecutive days, only the alarm clock functioned normally, while nothing else seemed to go his way

Yun Zheng smiled as he wiped the egg yolk from He Jianqiang's mouth, ruffling his hair and saying: "I never believe in assumptions; I only believe in facts. Our current situation is quite strange, and I need enough time to verify it. Jianqiang, your name is excellent; strength is a spirit that both of us need right now"

Looking at the delicate little feet below, after confirming several times, Yun Zheng was certain that these were his own feet, as the ink mark on the surface of his left foot was still there

Two individuals were locked in a stalemate on the playground, unaware of when the heavy rain would finally begin to fall. He Jianqiang showed no intention of seeking shelter from the rain; he was determined to sweep away all the raindrops, leaving not a single drop behind.

He Jianqiang looked at Yun Zheng as if he were looking at an idiot, and after a long pause, he said: "I have been cleaning this area for twenty-seven days. This month has thirty-one days, which means I only need to clean for four more days to earn one thousand and thirty-three yuan. I am counting on this for my meals next month, and you want me to stop cleaning?"

The lonely Earth continues to orbit the Sun in the solar system, circling around it endlessly, without a beginning or an end

Everything was packed up neatly. Yun Zheng carried He Jianqiang to the edge of the bamboo forest. The bamboo forest in spring was lush and green, with many freshly sprouted bamboo shoots on the ground. Armed with a bamboo stick, he dug vigorously. After quickly unearthing three bamboo shoots, Yun Zheng dashed up to the red sandstone, where there was a small cave. He carefully placed He Jianqiang inside the cave and sat at the entrance, beginning to peel the bamboo shoots. He Jianqiang helped peel a bit but soon realized that this was a task beyond his small hands, so he could only wait for Yun Zheng to finish peeling for him. When the two were about to eat the raw bamboo shoots, Yun Zheng suddenly snatched He Jianqiang's bamboo shoot away and placed it on the ground. He also just realized that at this moment, He Jianqiang was at most four years old and could not eat raw bamboo shoots.

We are continuously walking the same path, like a donkey pulling a millstone, blindfolded in a pitch-black environment, undertaking the most distant journey