When Huang Han and Huang Xin got up early the next morning, the Zodiac Boat had already set off.

A large pot of soaked rice was covered in a "rice cover" made of straw. I guess he got up even earlier to gain time.

Huang Han and Huang Xin still endorsed while running, and did not miss out on studying and exercising. Huang Han also played military boxing in the stadium.

After breakfast and going out to school, Shicheng's son Cheng Wenge was waiting for Huang Han at the door of his house.

People like him are a bit stubborn. If Huang Han refuses harshly, it will hurt his self-esteem. Huang Han warned him: "Chengwen Pavilion, don't wait outside in the future. When you come, come and sit at my house."

"No need. It's troublesome to lock the car. I'll arrive at the right time. I can't wait too long."

"Did you do the homework I assigned you last night? Did you do it?"

"I've done all three questions, but I just don't know if they are correct or not."

"I'll show you when I get to the classroom later."

"good!"

"Huang Han, did your family really fry sparrows as meat and vegetables last night?"

"Yes! It tastes pretty good. My little sister is very happy eating it."

"I'm so envious that you have older sisters."

"Are you an only child?"

"Yeah, I'm the only child in my family. It's so boring. How about we go hunting for sparrows this afternoon. I guess we will catch more sparrows this afternoon than yesterday. In that case, your little sister can eat more."

"Okay! Let's go and notify Liu Xiaoming during the break. He will definitely be in high spirits."

The janitor in the school's communication room should be an acquaintance or distant relative of Chengwenge's family. Chengwenge's bicycles are all stored here. Among the students in the experimental primary school, Chengwenge may be the only one who owns a bicycle.

When the two walked into the classroom, their classmates had already arrived. Huang Han checked Chengwenge's homework and instructed him to redo a question he had done wrong. The bell rang for the morning reading class.

Huang Han brought two volumes of fourth-grade Chinese books today. The books belong to Huang Xin and will be reviewed soon. She also wants to use these two books. Huang Han plans to spend three or four days reading them, which counts as use.

These two Chinese language books help pass the time in class for a few days.

The hot topic in Class 4 of Grade 3 is of course "Legend of the Condor Heroes", and the popularity is still rising. Children in other classes are extremely envious of their classmates.

Even many students in the fourth grade got to know Huang Han. After class, Cheng Wenge and Huang Han walked to the fourth grade classroom at the back of the school. Many children pointed and said, "That kid is the storyteller."

"Is it the tall guy?"

"No, it's that short guy!"

"That child is too short. I didn't even see him just now. He shouldn't be able to tell such a wonderful story as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"!"

"You just listen to someone else retelling a part of the story and you think it sounds good. If you heard the child tell it with your own ears, you don't know what it would be like."

"Is it that mysterious?"

"Anyway, I lay on the window sill and listened for half an hour. My feet were numb and I didn't even know it."

Chengwenge heard these discussions and looked at Huang Han beside him. He felt so honored that he raised his head unconsciously.

After meeting Liu Xiaoming and explaining his purpose, he immediately agreed with joy, and then asked who in the third grade was telling the story, and the story was so impressive.

This time Cheng Wenge spoke up, and he said proudly: "Huang Han is the story king in our third grade. All the students love to listen to his stories. You can come to school early at noon and sit in my seat in our class."

Listen to the story."

After all, they grew up together. Liu Xiaoming, who is one year older than Huang Han and one grade higher, has never heard Huang Han tell a story once. He did tell Huang Han stories a few times, so he didn't believe it at all.

Said: "Chengwenge, you are so funny. You have only known Huang Han for a few days! He can tell stories, so I should be able to tell "Yue Fei's Biography"."

Cheng Wenge arrived: "I have listened to "Yue Fei's Biography" three times. I think the story told by Huang Han is better than "Yue Fei's Biography"."

"It's really fake!"

"I will pick Huang Han up from school at noon and I will take you with me. You will understand then."

1981 should be understood as the eve of China's recovery. It was still poor and backward. I have never heard of any household in Sanshui County owning a TV, and only a few units had this thing.

In fact, having a TV set was of little use as the signal was often not received. There was one incident that Huang Han remembered deeply because it was the first time he saw a TV set.

Why do you say you saw a TV set instead of watching TV?

There's a reason for that!

My elder sister, who was admitted to the experimental junior high school, had a close classmate who invited her to watch the legendary TV series "Eighteen Years in the Enemy Camp" in the summer of 1981. My elder sister specially took Huang Han with her to go to a food company to watch TV with her classmates.

The father of my sister’s classmate is the office director of a food company.

Huang Han still remembers the smoky atmosphere in that room, with dozens of people sitting in front of a nine-inch black and white TV.

However, they were unlucky. No matter how they were adjusted, there was no picture on the TV, only snowflakes. Dozens of people actually waited for more than an hour before returning in frustration.

Therefore, Huang Han's first experience of watching TV became watching that ugly little TV for more than an hour, which was so painful.

The biggest entertainment for the people is still watching movies. Cinemas and people's theaters are always overcrowded no matter what bad movies are shown. A single black-and-white Indian film "Vagabond" from the 1950s has been shown over and over again countless times.

When the Yue Opera movie "A Dream of Red Mansions" was released, it was hard to get a ticket. Many people rode their bicycles fifty miles to Hailing City, a city near Sanshui County, and rode tirelessly for most of the day, just to see it.

In fact, the dialects in Sanshui County and Hailing City are very different from the Shaoxing dialect. They are like chickens and ducks. Not even one percent of the people who can understand the lyrics of Yue opera can stop thousands of people from being purely blind.

Join in the fun.

Every Children's Day, Huang Han would enjoy a free movie with the children, either the West German movie "The Handsome Boy" or the domestic movie "Red Boy".

The lack of entertainment in 1981 is evident, so during the period when Liu Lanfang was broadcasting "The Legend of Yue Fei", even the crime rate plummeted.

That's because there are no people on the street, and most people, including street gangsters, are looking for places to listen to Yue Fei's message.

The story of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has remained popular even two thousand years later. It is so entertaining that even reading it without emotion can attract people.

Huang Han is not only loyal to the original work, but also tells the story vividly, and also comments on the characters and interacts with them. For children aged 11 or 12, it is of course like drinking from a sweet spring. It would be strange if it is not popular.

In the third self-study class, Teacher Xiao Han once again talked to Huang Han, who was helping Chengwenge with his homework. The two of them did not go far, but were on the playground not far outside the classroom.

"The teacher saw you reading a fourth-grade Chinese book. Do you understand it?"

"If you understand, you can read three or four must-memorize texts in one class. At most, in three or four days, there is no need to spend time reading fourth-grade Chinese books."

Teacher Xiao Han was a little surprised and couldn't believe it, and asked: "Are you a genius?"

Huang Han said with certainty: "No, I just feel good during this period and my memory is okay."

"Then what are your plans next?"

"Teacher, can you lend me some books? I don't want to read novels. I want to read The Peach Blossom Spring, Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion, Young China, Tang poetry and Song lyrics, Xu Zhimo's poems, Zhu Ziqing's prose..."

"The teacher doesn't have all these books, but he can borrow them for you. I can lend you "Three Hundred Tang Poems" next week."

What Huang Han said must be learned sooner or later. Now that your memory is good and you have plenty of time, study more. It will be much easier when you enter junior high school or high school.

He said: "Thank you, teacher. Don't worry, I will take good care of the books."

"Yes! The teacher believes in you. But you have to tell the teacher honestly what happened to Han Xiaoying? Can you change the name?"

Huang Han was surprised and said: "I am loyal to the original work, how can I have the right to tamper with the names of the characters in the book?"

"Is this really the original name in the book?"

"Of course it is. It is estimated that the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" will be on the market within three years, and everyone will be able to read it by then."

"It turns out to be a coincidence! Haha..."

"Haha, teacher, have you noticed that this seems to be a kind of fate?"

"Well, we are quite destined. The teacher actually likes the character Han Xiaoying."

"Teacher also has a chivalrous heart. I guess it won't be long before some classmates call you Han Chia Nu behind your back."

"You are not allowed to give teachers nicknames. If I hear anyone call you Han Xianniu, I will make you stand in class."

"How can Youyou's mouth be controlled by me? Teacher, you are unreasonable!"

"You are telling me that you are the instigator. Who will be punished if I don't punish you?"

"Boys who try to reason with girls must be fools. The ancients never deceived me. Goodbye, teacher."

"What do you mean? Don't run away and speak clearly."
Chapter completed!