Siheyuan: From a technical secondary school student to an academician of a major country

Chapter 9 Vigorous
"I...I...Yes, you, do you have a partner?"

The girl's face turned even redder, all the way to her ears, and she became incoherent.

But as soon as the words came out, Shen Yuwei realized what was going on and suddenly wanted to die.

Fortunately, the library had a brick floor, otherwise she would have had to dig out the three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

Yu Wenzhen was a little confused.

Aren't girls of this age supposed to be very conservative?
Why is this guy so fierce?

In this day and age, this is considered a confession, right?

Although he was confused, Yu Wenzheng finally responded and said, "I don't have a partner yet, and I don't have any plans to find one for the time being. Right now I just want to study hard."

This was the first time in Yu Wenzhen’s two lifetimes that someone confessed to him, but he was not nervous.

The girl in front of me was very pretty, with an oval face, two dimples, and a pair of eyes that were so lively that they seemed to be able to speak.

But his current goal is only to study, and he has assigned himself a lot of tasks, so he has no time to fall in love.

"Oh, yes, sorry, I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

The girl didn't dare to look at Yu Wenzhen. She hurriedly packed up her things and ran out of the library.

Watching the girl leave the library, Yu Wenzhen didn't think much about it and was about to go back to continue reading, but he found a pen lying quietly on the ground where the girl had just sat.

Yu Wenzhen thought about it, picked up the pen, returned to his seat, put the pen aside, picked up the book and continued reading.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Wen Zheng looked up at the clock behind Zhuang Junxia and it was almost time for lunch.

I was just immersed in the ocean of knowledge, but now I feel a little hungry.

He collected the unfinished books and the girl's pen on the table and returned the ones he hadn't read. Then Yu Wenzhen took the last book to Zhuang Junxia for registration.

If he were going home, Yu Wenzhen would definitely have to bring two more books, but now he is at school and he prefers the atmosphere of the library. He usually only reads books in the library, so there is no need to borrow too many books.

On the way to the cafeteria.

Yu Wenzhen chose a deserted place, took out the food coupons and money, and also took out two lunch boxes.

One of the lunch boxes contained the braised pork made by Lu Shuqin for him. There were seven or eight such lunch boxes in his space.

The food in the school cafeteria was not that good, so he would add extra dishes to his meal.

When he arrived at the food window, Yu Wenzhen put a cabbage and a potato into the empty lunch box, then used the lid to cover two steamed buns made of 100 grams of flour. He found a corner to sit down with the food and started eating.

In the winter in the north, almost every canteen is the same, either cabbage or potatoes, and fresh vegetables are almost nowhere to be seen.

Plastic is a scarce commodity in this era and its production is too low, so greenhouse technology cannot be implemented on a large scale.

Without a greenhouse, vegetables cannot be grown in winter.

After finishing his meal, Yu Wenzhen cleaned the lunch box, took out the net bag to put the food in, and walked towards the dormitory carrying it.

After lunch, Yu Wenzhen usually takes a nap in the dormitory. Although he is obsessed with studying, he also needs to relax in moderation.

Yu Wenzhen's main purpose is to learn knowledge and accumulate credits, not to turn himself into a nerd.

When I returned to the dormitory and opened the door, I saw three more people in the dormitory. They were Yu Wenzhen’s roommates.

At this time, the three of them were busy making the beds, folding the quilts, and organizing daily necessities. It was obvious that these three guys had just arrived not long ago.

Of course, it’s not that they came late. After all, the whole day is the registration time, and they just need to arrive before the registration office closes.

Yu Wenzhen greeted his roommates, then went back to his bed, leaned against the wall and continued reading.

You can't go to bed right after eating. Reading a book is a good way to digest the food.

……

Sijiucheng, Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Ding Shigui, director of the first machinist workshop, walked towards the factory director's office with an anxious look on his face, as if something big had happened.

"Director Ding, what's going on?"

The factory director's secretary Zhu Dingwen stopped Ding Shigui.

"Secretary Zhu, I have something urgent to discuss with Director Yang. Please inform him for me."

Ding Shigui was extremely anxious, and beads of sweat were already covering his forehead.

"Okay, I'll report it right away." Feeling that the matter seemed quite serious, Zhu Dingwen did not dare to delay.

Not long after, Zhu Dingwen came out and asked Ding Shigui to come in.

"Director, something happened."

As soon as Ding Shigui entered the room, he ignored the etiquette and said directly: "The machine tool in the workshop has broken down. It is now paralyzed."

"Can the technical department please tell me? Have you found out the cause of the accident?"

Yang Zhiwei is a man who gets things done. When the machine tool breaks down, he is more anxious than anyone else.

"Engineer Fan from the technical department has already checked it and found no problem."

Ding Shigui shook his head and wiped the sweat off his face while answering.

"Let's go over and have a look."

Yang Zhiwei stood up and walked out of the office first.

Steel rolling mill, fitter workshop 1.

An elderly man with slightly bald hair was leading a few middle-aged people to check around the machine tool, trying to find the problem.

The old man was the only ninth-level engineer in the steel rolling mill, Fan Wenhe.

Currently, all high-level engineers have been transferred away by their superiors, and those left in the factories in the old city are basically level nine engineers or level ten technicians.

It’s okay if the machine tool has minor problems, most engineers can solve them.

But once a serious problem occurs, even a level 9 engineer will be at a loss.

This machine tool is very important and is the core of the fitter workshop. If there is a problem with it, the entire fitter workshop will be forced to stop production.

"Director Yang is here."

I don't know who shouted, but the crowd surrounding the machine tool immediately made way for a path leading directly to the machine tool.

"Mr. Fan, have you checked it out?"

Engineers are in short supply at the moment, so Yang Zhiwei can only place his hopes on Fan Wenhe.

"no idea."

Fan Wenhe shook his head and said, "This machine was imported from Big Brother. The drawings are all in Russian. I can't understand it at all."

Fan Wenhe is over 60 years old this year. Although he is a level 9 engineer, he has never learned Russian.

"What should we do?"

When Yang Zhiwei heard this, he suddenly felt a little desperate.

The fitter in the first workshop has an important task on his shoulders. If the machine tools cannot be repaired and delivery is delayed, his job as factory director may be over.

Fan Wenhe hesitated for a while and said, "Director Yang, I have a suggestion, I don't know if it will work."

"It's already this late, why are you still worrying? If you have a solution, just tell me now."

Yang Zhiwei glared at Fan Wenhe unhappily.

Why didn’t you tell me the solution earlier? Can’t you see that I’m getting so anxious?

"Do you remember that I went to the Sijiucheng Mechanical School for further studies last year?"

Fan Wenhe glanced at Yang Zhiwei and saw him nod. Then he continued, "The teachers there have very deep theoretical knowledge. I think we can ask them to come over and take a look. They will be responsible for checking out any problems, and we will be responsible for repairs."

This is indeed a solution.

Although those teachers are only rich in theoretical knowledge, if they are only responsible for inspection, they should be able to do the job.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhiwei turned to Zhu Dingwen and instructed: "Go back to the office and call the Sijiucheng Mechanical School to ask for help. Be polite."

"Yes."

Zhu Dingwen responded and turned and left.

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