Hit by a meteor in the 1970s

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School starts

Late at night, when everyone else was asleep, Lin Xuan took out the ancient books she found today from under her pillow and entered the self-built house. She did not check the ancient books first, but ran to check the notebook on the tea table.

Her eyes lit up when she looked at the notebook. Thank God, someone left a message under her question.

[I am Lin Xuan, who are you? Lin Xuan?

There is a camera here. If possible, please record a video for proof. ]

It is Lin Xuan!

Lin Xuan's eyes were full of surprise. She had also thought about this possibility. Lin Xuan and she each had two jade pendants, one black and one white, which were obviously a pair. She could enter the self-built house, so why couldn't Lin Xuan.

If it was Lin Xuan, she also wrote Lin Xuan's name on the paper, which means that she is very likely in the modern world now, which means that she can contact her parents.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan was particularly excited, and hurriedly ran into the study with a notebook and a camera, wrote down her situation of traveling through time, and asked Lin Xuan about her current situation and whether she was with her parents.

Then she took out the camera to record a video, and then put the notebook and camera on the coffee table.

After doing this, she took out the ancient book she found today and sat at the desk to study it. It seemed to be one of the volumes of the historical book "Changle Dadian".

She didn't know much about cultural relics, and didn't know whether the contents of this book were lost in later generations. However, she knew more about the "Changle Encyclopedia", which was a very comprehensive encyclopedia and had a very high status in history. More than 2,000 people participated in its compilation at that time, and it was of great significance to Chinese culture.

As far as she knew, several volumes of the "Changle Encyclopedia" were indeed lost, and this ancient book would be kept here for the time being. If it was really the lost volumes, it would be considered a small contribution to Chinese culture.

Lin Xuan swept away the anxiety and worries of the day, returned to the educated youth dormitory with a happy and relaxed mood, and fell asleep peacefully.

Early the next morning.

Lin Xuan got up on her own accord, dressed herself up carefully, put on a French-style flared-sleeve shirt and a denim skirt with suspenders, wore white canvas shoes, tied her hair into a low ponytail with a yellow floral hairband, drew her eyebrows in front of the mirror, and put on a lipstick she often used. This lipstick color is very daily and does not look abrupt at all when worn without makeup. If you don't look closely, you can't even tell that she is wearing lipstick.

With such a simple dress, Lin Xuan's whole person seems to be radiant, and her beautiful face has become a little more charming.

She walked around the room conceitedly, "How about it, do I look like a teacher?"

Guan Ruixue was still admiring the changes in her makeup, and was speechless after hearing this, "She is beautiful, but how can she look like a teacher?"

Lin Xuan tilted her head and said coquettishly, "Huh, anyway, this is how I am as a teacher." After that, she walked out leisurely with a book in her arms.

The venue used by the rural school is an abandoned warehouse in the village. Later, a wall was simply built around it to enclose the school. Not far from the warehouse, there is a duty room of more than ten square meters, which is used as a teacher's office.