When I arrived at the math, I saw a young man being brought in by Han Wei. Someone questioned: "Aren't you not recruiting students?"

"Xiao Zhao."

Han Wei smiled sideways and said, "Come up."

Zhao Yan was carrying a cloth bag, a little scared.

Han Wei said seriously: "This is the disciple of Wuyang Hou. From today on, he will teach with me. You must not be lazy or be slackened, otherwise you will be severely punished!"

Everyone was silent.

Zhao Yan was a little nervous.

When Han Wei knew this nervousness, he smiled, "Just discipline, who dares to make trouble, I'll deal with it."

Zhao Yan nodded and took out the textbook after Han Wei left.

The gentleman said before, just treat it as a flock of sheep below.

But I was still nervous when facing a flock of sheep.

Zhao Yan shivered for a moment and began to be calm.

"You have learned a lot, so I won't repeat it."

Zhao Yan opened the textbook and lowered his head and thought, "The changes in the state of objects... This section talks about the changes in the form of objects..."

He lowered his head and said according to the key points of his teacher: "Solid melting, for example, how does iron ore become liquid? It is to absorb heat. After stopping heating, the liquefied iron will gradually solidify. In this process, the liquefied iron will continuously emit heat... This is exothermic..."

A student raised his hand, but Zhao Yan lowered his head and didn't see it.

"gentlemen."

Zhao Yan looked up and his face turned red, "What's the matter?"

"Sir, what is the use of this principle?"

Zhao Yan said without hesitation: "I know this characteristic of an object, such as water vapor... water vapor will eventually turn into water, so the process from vaporization to water is a process of heat release. Can the heat released be used elsewhere? For example, the gentleman said that steam power is infinite. If these forces can be used, can it drive those huge vehicles?"

As he said that, he asked someone to make a small stove and took out a small kettle from his bag.

The small kettle is cute.

"This kettle was created by a craftsman by a teacher. The seal is very good... The seal is an isolation from the outside world. Now I stuff a plug on the mouth of the pot... Please see."

Everyone thought this was a trick.

What can steam do?

Someone muttered, "Last time someone was washed by steam, the skin on his face collapsed like something, which was terrible."

The water gradually opened.

But because of the plug, the kettle was vibrating, but only a trace of water vapor rushed out.

Zhao Yan said: "Look at the plug in the spout."

Everyone stared at Musso...

Bang!

The plug was suddenly washed out by steam, rushed to the opposite wall, and a loud bang.

The cork rebounded and hit a student on the shoulder.

"Ao!"

The student screamed.

It wasn't a severe pain, but the fear scared him.

Everyone stared at the student blankly.

Zhao Yan went down to pick up the block and said with heartache: "I have to cut the block myself again when I look back."

He blew the jam and looked up and saw the students' shocked look.

"This is a plug. What if the hole is smaller, what will happen if the plug is replaced with an iron nail?"

"It will die!"

This is the power of steam.

The students were excited, and some people stood up and said, "Sir, is this the way to investigate things?"

What do they mean?

Satisfied...or not satisfied?

Zhao Yan was a little nervous and nodded, "Yes! This is the way to investigate things. Are you willing to learn it?"

Outside, Han Wei and two assistant coaches were whispering.

"Wuyang Hou said that he was just such a disciple, and he could be taught with all his might, but Zhao Yan said that he could only think about it for decades by just investigating things..."

Yeah, I regret it so much!

Han Wei slapped himself and his forehead turned red.

"Assistant Teacher Han, you are..."

"fine."

Another person said: "Zhao Yan is young. If he cannot subdue these students, the face of Wuyang Hou will not look good."

Everyone nodded, and Han Wei smiled bitterly, "I want to support him too. But when I first entered the Imperial College, my seniors said that everyone has their own way. Don't open the way for them. Let them think about it themselves. The more setbacks, the more benefits they will get..."

Someone laughed and said, "Yes! I said at the beginning why this looked like a monk's statement, but later I slowly figured out the truth and benefited a lot."

"But after all, he is a disciple of Marquis Wuyang. If you make a fuss later, you will go and suppress it!"

The three of them looked at each other and nodded.

This is also their respect for Jia Ping'an.

"willing!"

A shout suddenly came from inside.

The three of them changed their color and rushed there.

"Then from today on, I will teach you waiting for the new learning."

The three of them stood outside and saw Zhao Yan blushing, but they became more calm.

"New learning is profound and profound..."

The students listened with concentration and took notes from time to time.

Han Wei turned around.

"I am worthy of being a disciple of Marquis Wuyang, but I actually calmed them down as soon as I came."

The students were still unsatisfied when the class ended, and so was Zhao Yan.

He walked out of the classroom and was blown by the wind, and realized that he was covered in sweat.

Sweat evaporates and absorbs heat, so the body feels cooler...

Knowledge points flow slowly.

Zhao Yan went to his room and organized the course.

At noon, Han Wei came.

"Xiao Zhao, you just came here. Let's have a meal together today and look for an opportunity to drink later."

Zhao Yan didn't talk much at the subsequent dinner, just listened.

He gave another class in the afternoon, and this time he performed more naturally. He cited extensively and linked knowledge points with daily life. The students suddenly realized.

"Sir, walk slowly."

The students obviously have more respect.

School is over later.

"Xiao Zhao walked slowly."

The assistants also respect him more.

Zhao Yan kept saying that he didn't dare.

This young man is very humble, with a certain shadow of me back then... Han Wei smiled and said, "We are a school here, and we have the greatest knowledge."

When Zhao Yan returned home, Zhao Du had already returned and sat on the steps to rest.

"Where did Dalang go today?"

Zhao Yan went home earlier and said he was going to do the calculation.

"Aye." Zhao Yan knelt down slowly.

Zhao Duteng stood up suddenly, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Don't worry, tell Aye, Aye come and deal with it, ah!"
To be continued...