Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

Now is the time to make money at the school gate. There are many people here selling cold water, ice water, popsicles or other snacks.

The people who make the jingling sound are mostly selling candy.

Jiang Xiaowen quickly went over and asked if there were any hawthorn candies, saying that eating something sour would make Jiang Yan feel more comfortable.

"Yes, yes, yes." The old man quickly put down the basket and let Jiang Xiaowen choose. "These are all homemade. They are very clean. Don't worry about eating them!"

Jiang Xiaowen took the hawthorn candy, paid the money, and took the candy back.

Jiang Yan just found a messy trash can on the street and threw a bag of vomit into it with a frown.

The urban sanitation system requires fully intelligent garbage disposal bins.

Jiang Yan looked at the extremely simple and somewhat dirty trash can, which emitted a sour smell in the hot summer.

His brows were tightly furrowed.

"Okay, open your mouth." Jiang Xiaowen walked up to her and said.

Jiang Yan looked at him, and Jiang Xiaowen passed the candy in his hand to her mouth: "It's sour, it can calm the taste in your mouth."

Jiang Yan opened her mouth and bit the candy and ate it. It tasted sour and sweet, not too bad.

The sour taste stimulated my taste buds, and since I had just vomited, I felt a little better.

Jiang Xiaowen took her to the school gate to buy a bag of ice, which is a bag of sweet or other flavored water frozen into a bag of ice.

You can bite through the pocket and eat the ice, or you can drink the ice water after it slowly melts.

The combination of ice and sourness finally made Jiang Yan feel the churning in her stomach completely subside.

His brows also relaxed.

Jiang Xiaowen saw that her complexion looked better and she was no longer so upset, so he felt happy.

He is quite good at taking care of others and has no problem taking care of his own sister.

"Let's go, it's time to find the teacher to register."

The two stood under the shade of a tree at school for a while. There was a stall selling hand-woven palm-leaf fans at the school gate. Jiang Xiaowen bought two and now used them to fan themselves, which helped them cool down a bit.

Jiang Xiaowen spoke as he watched her chewing the ice pack until she finished the whole bag.

Jiang Yan had no objection and followed Jiang Xiaowen to find the principal, who was the person they had contacted at the beginning.

The principal of Liufeng No. 1 Middle School is Li Lianhe, a new principal who was transferred here just a year and a half after the old principal retired.

The sun was very strong, but Li Lianhe was checking the registration status of each class in the school.

The college entrance examination has been resumed, but there are still some students who drop out of school halfway through. When asked why, they say they are following a certain master to learn a skill and then looking for a job.

This can also persuade family members to persevere and finish the college entrance examination.

But there is another type. Once they enter the factory, there is a high probability that they cannot be called back.

After all, it is a stable job. These days are different from the past. Now you can earn money as long as you have a job. Even if you are still of school age, you will not come to school anymore if you have a job.

Now that the market is open, making money is the top priority for many people.

What's more, with so many mouths to feed in the family, it takes money to feed and clothe them.

Some are not allowed to study at home.

Before the start of school, the Xiaoyu City Academic Affairs Office convened a meeting of the presidents of universities in various cities in Xiaoyu City, focusing on the issue of student enrollment.

After the meeting at the headquarters of the Ministry of Education, Liu Feng, the Minister of Education, called the presidents of colleges and universities in the city and counties to hold another meeting. He also brought up the issue of student enrollment. Reducing the dropout rate of junior and senior high school students became one of their work tasks.

The situation in Liufeng City is much better than in counties and towns, but it still requires special attention. Therefore, Li Lianhe checked and inquired about the situation in each class.

Everyone is actively registering now. If you don’t register on the first day, there is a high possibility that you will not come on the next two days.

So you have to ask clearly on the first day. If a student does not register on time, you have to call and ask. If you can't reach them by phone, you have to go to their home to check on the situation.

You cannot wait until the last day of registration to check the situation, because it will be too late by then.

Jiang Yan's matter was already decided, so he specially arranged for the teacher in charge of Jiang Yan's exam to be in the principal's office.

Jiang Xiaowen took Jiang Yan into the teaching building and went up the stairs. The stairs were made of cement slabs. They had been quiet for a whole summer vacation, and there was a slight smell of dust in the corridor.

There were quite a lot of people going upstairs together. Some were students who came to register by themselves, and some were brought along by their parents.

They talked as they walked, mostly about studying hard and how their summer homework was going.

Because Jiang Xiaowen was wearing a military uniform and the two men were both very good-looking, they were very eye-catching and many people took a second look at them.

The two walked all the way up to the fourth floor, and Jiang Xiaowen took Jiang Yan to the principal's office. The door was open, and he knocked on the door.

"Come in." The teacher inside was busy arranging the documents on the table, and a glass of water was placed next to the table.

He said, glancing at the door.

The teacher was a little fat, with a big belly. He was wearing a short shirt and had a smile on his face. He looked very gentle and kind, giving people a good impression.

"Are you the student who wants to transfer to another school?"

The teacher cleared the things on the table and turned around to look at the two of them. Li Lianhe had said that the student's brother was a soldier, so the uniform must be right.

"Your name is Jiang Yan, right?"

Jiang Yan didn't say anything. Jiang Xiaowen nodded and said, "Yes, my sister transferred to another school, and I brought her to take the exam."

"I'm the Chinese teacher and deputy head teacher of Class 3-5. My name is Feng Changsuo." Feng Changsuo briefly introduced himself and then waved to the two of them, saying, "Don't stand at the door. Come in and get some fresh air."

The ceiling fan in the office was on, otherwise, with Feng Changsuo's body shape, he would probably die of heat.

"Say hello to the teacher." Seeing that Jiang Yan didn't react much, Jiang Xiaowen pushed her and pushed her in front of Feng Changsuo.

Feng Changsuo quickly said, "Oh—no, no, I see the child is quiet, maybe he's shy. Don't force him to do something he doesn't like. If I don't greet him, will I have to miss a meal?"

Jiang Xiaowen rubbed Jiang Yan's head and said, "No, you have to be a polite student."

"Hello, teacher." Jiang Yan glanced at Jiang Xiaowen, then said hello to Feng Changsuo.

Teacher Feng Changsuo looks like a 1 (good person).

Before she traveled through time, although she was not as old as Teacher Feng in front of her, she was also called teacher or chief in the research institute.

This rare title made Jiang Yan dazed. She had only been in this world for more than a month.

The gap between the two worlds and times was so great that it seemed like she was dreaming.

But she rarely dreams, almost never dreams.

Jiang Yan looked at the ceiling fan, which was a bit old but still sturdy and spinning fast, and slowly felt a sense of reality.

She really wants to start her life again in this era.

Start from school.

The starting point is very low.

When she was eighteen years old, she had already been in the Imperial Independent Research Institute for more than a year, almost two years.

I can carry out research projects independently and move freely in the research court. However, I cannot match the resources for applying for materials as the seniors and gentlemen in the research court, so I need to spend more time on it.

Past events flashed through her mind, and Jiang Yan quickly brushed them all off.

Without any new accidents, she will continue to live in this era.

From... She looked up at the ceiling fan again.

Let’s start by improving the temperature control equipment in summer.

She didn't want to be tortured by the seasons and weather anymore and had to find a way to improve the quality of her own living environment.