Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 402 (Happy May Day) Money is too easy to make, comrades!
The small flame burned brighter and brighter.
It looked like it was about to burn Li Zhengfan's fingers.
Chen Luyang kindly extinguished the small flame with a "whoosh".

Li Zhengfan looked at Chen Luyang with a complicated expression.

"You... have a lot of ideas."

Li Zhengfan tapped the translated manuscript with his fingers, a complex and conflicted look on his face.

This student is excellent, truly outstanding!

But... it was so good that he dared not use it.

"You go back first."

"Good teacher."

Although Chen Luyang said that, he didn't intend to move his buttocks.

"Teacher, I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Chen Luyang, with an ingratiating expression, slightly raised his voice, looking all smiles.

“I’m an auditing student in the economics department. I don’t have notes from the senior students, and I can’t borrow books from the library… I’m afraid I’ll miss something every time you say it in class. It’s not that I’m afraid of getting bad grades, but that I’m afraid my understanding will be shallow and my thinking will be skewed.”

Li Zhengfan, being a researcher, doesn't really understand these intricacies.

After listening for a long time,

Li Zhengfan asked, puzzled, "What are you trying to say?"

Chen Luyang tentatively asked, "I just saw some internal teaching materials next to the bookshelf. May I borrow them to take a look?"

Li Zhengfan paused for a moment.

In all his years of teaching, this was the first time he had ever encountered a student so audacious as to ask to borrow his books.

"Do you still need to look at the textbook?" Li Zhengfan asked, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

If Chen Luyang translated in this way, none of the current translations would meet his standards.

If someone else were asked that, they would probably feel a little stiff and awkward.

But who is Chen Luyang?!
Those are people forged in the steel furnace!
He's someone a national model worker has been beating up since he was a child!

He was trained by Wang Qingzhou from the provincial machinery factory!
He's someone who's been awarded prizes by the provincial propaganda minister all the way through!

"Teacher, translating accurately is one thing, but understanding deeply is another."

Chen Luyang said a little embarrassedly:

"The translations I did were all done by memorizing the original text bit by bit. The sentences may be okay, but I'm afraid I've only translated the surface and not the essence."

Li Zhengfan didn't hear anything else, but he heard the phrase "the translation is accurate" very clearly.

"You're quite confident in yourself."

Chen Luyang pretended not to understand the meaning behind his words and nodded with an honest expression:
"I know my translation is pretty good~"

wipe……

Li Zhengfan, his face dark, turned and walked to the bookshelf, bent down to untie the thin rope binding the books, and asked:

Which books do you want?

When Chen Luyang saw that Li Zhengfan was willing to get her the book, she didn't stand on ceremony.

"Teacher, I want this one."

"May I take a look at that book?"

"I want the red one too..."

……

Chen Luyang said he wanted a book, and Li Zhengfan bent down and stuck out his butt to get him one.

In the end,
Chen Luyang was like a foolish young master from a wealthy landowner's family, ordering others around to do chores.
Li Zhengfan was like an enslaved old farmhand in a landlord's household, working hard and running around doing chores.

In the end, Li Zhengfan was really annoyed.

He tossed the thin rope binding the books to Chen Luyang and said irritably, "Take them all!"

Chen Luyang's eyes lit up!
"Really?"

Then I won't be polite!
Chen Luyang, like a weasel spotting a fat chicken, grabbed a thin rope like a hungry wolf and squatted down to start tying the books together.

This one is great, I'll take it!
This book is good too, it's mine!

What's this book? Let me take it back and have a look.

Chen Luyang squatted on the ground, frantically searching for books like a little hamster.

After searching for a while, Li Zhengfan couldn't stand it anymore.

"I have a few more here, do you want them?"

"Yes, what book do you want to see?"

Chen Luyang, unsuspecting, turned around and got up to go look at some book.

But instead of seeing the book, she caught a glimpse of Li Zhengfan's less-than-pleasant expression.

Chen Luyang immediately changed her tune, looking completely obedient:
"Teacher, that's all~ This is enough for me to read."

Li Zhengfan glanced at the office door and gave it a look: "Go on your way after you've taken the books."

Hearing this blatant attempt to drive people away,
As if afraid he would change his mind, Chen Luyang carried the books, which were half her height, and left happily, as if she had made a great harvest.

After the person walked away, a teacher asked curiously, "Is that Chen Luyang?"

Li Zhengfan sighed, "It's him, isn't it?"

He picked up the paper translated by Chen Luyang and looked at it, a conflicted and complicated look flashing in his eyes.

This is going to be difficult...!
……

It rained this Wednesday.

The rain pattered against the windowpane, and the leaves outside trembled in mid-air as the raindrops hit them.

The gloomy weather made the office feel a bit cold.

"This was written by Chen Luyang? It's quite well written!"

Xiao Hui held up the manuscript paper in his hand and looked at it again and again. After a long while, he sighed and said, "It's just that this child's handwriting is a little bad... It's very good! Very good, very good."

Xiao Hui said "pretty good" three times in a row.

After a long while, he suddenly looked up at Li Zhengfan.
"How can this child understand Hegel?! ...He's self-taught!"

Li Zhengfan, however, was quite open-minded: "There's nothing hard to understand. Every year, the math and physics departments produce a few outstanding students."

Xiao Hui smacked his lips: "That's true."

"We were thinking of teaching him and recruiting him into the original text translation team, but now it seems... we don't need to teach him at all!"

Xiao Hui was smiling and muttering to himself.
Caught off guard, Li Zhengfan blurted out, "I don't recommend Chen Luyang join the research group."

Xiao Hui looked up: "Why? I remember it was you who suggested bringing Chen Luyang into the research group. How come you disagreed after just one class?"

The teacher of "Dialectics and Metaphysics" couldn't help but turn around and say, "That's right, Chen Luyang's language and comprehension abilities are sufficient for the research group. Why don't you agree?"

Li Zhengfan sighed: "So what if you're good at German? Philosophy isn't about translation; it's about stance and methodology."

"If Chen Luyang's phrase 'the return of historical spirit' were actually written in a publicly published article, how many rounds of review would it have to go through?"

Upon hearing this, the teachers in the office fell silent.

A long, long time passed.

The teacher of "History of the Development of Marxism" said, "After all, talented people are hard to find!"

Now is a time when we are short of manpower.
Chen Luyang is currently a freshman. These four years are enough for him to complete the translation and writing of an original work in his research group.

Li Zhengfan said, "Talent is rare, so we should nurture him properly! Let him come to class freely, and he can even sit in on document editing and proofreading and make some annotations."

The essence of a school is to teach and nurture students.

They are happy if they can properly nurture a student.

Although auditing and editing documents may sound like a thankless task, being able to edit and edit with these teachers is itself an affirmation of one's abilities!
In the process of editing, proofreading, and annotating, you can learn real skills that you can't learn in the classroom.

but,

"Old Li, what business doesn't involve taking risks?"

Xiao Hui said, "If the name is not proper, the words will not be legitimate. Who would feel good about that?"

"In my opinion, since we allow him to audit document editing and annotation work, we should give him the status of an intern translator in the research group and let him participate in some document proofreading work. This would be a way for us to give the student a proper status."

Li Zhengfan pondered for a moment. The intern translator position within the research group was an informal role and not part of the main translation team.

With this identity, if any problems arise during the compilation process or later, the philosophy department can step in to resolve them.

"Shouldn't we consult Director Zhang and the others about this matter first?" asked the teacher of "Selected Readings in Marx and Engels' Philosophical Works".

Xiao Hui shook his head: "Ask Chen Luyang himself first. If he agrees, I'll go directly to Zhang Guozhen to ask for the person!"

……

When Chen Luyang was summoned to the Philosophy Department office by Cui Shaojie, he was frantically writing a lesson plan for a public lecture in his dormitory.

Right now,

Deep inside the cloth bag containing his luggage,

The fragrant 120 yuan was carefully locked in the small pocket of a pair of underwear.
This little pocket was sewn for him by his mother overnight from a piece of fabric of a similar color before he went to university.

It was so that he would have a place to hide his money.

Since the department added open courses for him, Chen Luyang has been eager to devote himself to his studies.

Money! So! Easy! To make! It! Comrades!

What did he do?
He would preview the content of the next lesson every week, translate the textbook into Chinese, and then spend an evening leading everyone to read and recite the original text.
The results of it? !

Snapped!
The money is in hand...!
Although he is a student, he is not entitled to tuition fees.

But he gets a bonus!

Although the allowance is not much, only a few dozen yuan.

However, considering his teaching contributions, the department approved his open course as a formal "open lecture" project and gave him an extra one-time commendation!
The reward is 180 yuan!
In addition, there was a fee of over 60 yuan for the articles I wrote.
Now, those little underwear are stuffed full of nearly three hundred yuan.

"Pfft...!"

The moment Chen Luyang thought of underwear, he couldn't help but grin wildly, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.

I should have asked my mom to sew me a few extra pairs of underwear before I left home...

Chen Luyang sighed with admiration while dreaming of wonderful things.

No!

The underwear is still too small, I'll sew it onto the vest.

There's a pocket on the left and a pocket on the right, located on the chest area.

Then he stuffed all the small coins into his pockets, one in each pocket, until they were bulging.

It must feel amazing to the touch.

Haha ...

As he thought about it, Chen Luyang couldn't help but reach out and dig hard into his chest.

The guys in room 421: ...

This guy's gone mad.

"Knock knock knock~ Is Teacher Chen there?"

Cui Shaojie poked his head in through the dormitory door, and before he could say anything, a crumpled piece of paper was thrown at him.

"If you keep yelling at me like that, I'll get angry!" Chen Luyang glared angrily.

Ever since the economics department started giving him a private open course, these students have started behaving inappropriately.

When you see him, call him "Teacher Chen".

Several times after he shouted this on campus, a few students from other departments who didn't know the truth looked at him curiously, thinking he was a junior teacher at the school.

In short, it was incredibly embarrassing!
Cui Shaojie nimbly dodged the paper ball, swiftly kicking it into the house before walking in with a grin.

"Then shouldn't I respect Teacher Chen?"

"Get lost!"

Cui Shaojie had his hands on Chen Luyang's shoulders, about to give him a naughty squeeze, when suddenly his gaze fell on a stack of books on the table.

"...No, aren't these books our teacher's? How did they end up here!"

Cui Shaojie reached out as if he had seen a ghost, and just as he was about to pick up the top book, Chen Luyang slapped his hand on the back of his hand.

"Teacher Li lent it to me, saying that these are internal documents and not to be circulated!"

Chen Luyang, being petty, retaliated: "I won't let you see!"

Cui Shaojie's hand movements froze!
Although there are departmental rules... we all get along quite well since we live in the dorms.

It's normal to borrow each other's notes and materials, and even copy some.

Seeing Chen Luyang's petty expression,
Cui Shaojie pleaded ingratiatingly, "Brother Chen, can I just take a look? I'll just look at it in your room, okay?"

"Then you can't call me Teacher Chen from now on!" Chen Luyang threatened.

“Fine! Brother Chen, you’re my Brother Chen, okay?” Cui Shaojie changed his mind as soon as he said it.

It was just a joke between classmates, and now they're changing their tune so easily.

"Then you see~"

With Chen Luyang's permission, Cui Shaojie couldn't resist picking up the top book and flipping through it!
"Good heavens... Teacher Li lent you all these good stuff!"

“Our class monitor wanted to borrow it, but Teacher Li rejected it.”

"You actually brought back so much!"

……

Cui Shaojie is a good person in every way.

She's just a bit of a chatterbox.

That mouth of his, I haven't heard it since the moment I got the internal teaching materials.

Chen Luyang was so annoyed that she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing here?"

Cui Shaojie slapped his forehead!
"How could I forget the important matter? Teacher Li wants you to go to his office."

Chen Luyang asked in bewilderment, "He's looking for me? What does he want?"

Cui Shaojie said, "I won't say anything, I'll just tell you to go."

After a pause,
Cui Shaojie casually asked, "It can't be that you're invited to give lectures in our department, can it?"

Chen Luyang rolled her eyes at her.

"Give me a break. I'm an economics major, lecturing to you philosophy majors??? I'd be lucky if I didn't get rotten eggs thrown at me."

Although Li Zhengfan wasn't one of his department's teachers, he still respected his teachers.
Chen Luyang quickly put on the pen cap, threw on a coat, and headed out.

I had only taken a few steps out of the dormitory when
Chen Luyang flashed back and pointed at the book in Cui Shaojie's hand, instructing, "You can only look at it here; you can't take it away."

Cui Shaojie said, "Don't worry!!"

……

It carried on the fine tradition of "eating, drinking, studying, and defecating in bed" of dormitory 421.

Cui Shaojie, with his large buttocks, occupied the desk in the dormitory. He also tore off a few pages from Chen Luyang's manuscript paper and began to copy them diligently with his pen.

While copying, Cui Shaojie kept chattering away.

"Thank goodness I came, otherwise I wouldn't have known there were so many amazing things here!"

"You guys have such good conditions, sharing a room with Chen Luyang, you can read these books however you want."

"Hey?? So many good books, why aren't you reading them?"

"What are you looking at? Come on, let's look together!"

……

Finally, Wu Dechen couldn't take it anymore and let out a loud yell.

"We don't understand!"

Damn it, this is so annoying!
Which pot does not open which pot.

When Chen Luyang brought back a bunch of internal documents, the people in dormitory 421 were incredibly excited, thinking he had brought back books from the economics department.

But when they opened it, they found that it was full of philosophical books.

If it were the textbooks for first-year students, they might at least take a look.

Damn, it's a bunch of philosophy textbooks for third-year students. They don't have the foundation, so they can't understand them at all!
(End of this chapter)