Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 482 You can skip a meal, but you can't skip class!!
Upon hearing this name, everyone in the dorm silently rolled their eyes.

"How could you choose him?" Zhang Dongliang said with dissatisfaction.

Everyone still remembers the time when the Economics Department and the Drama Club fought over the activity room.

Nobody remembers the real name of the vice president of the drama club.

But everyone remembers his role as "Xu Yunfeng" in "Red Crag".

"I bet he got special permission to be the host this time too," Wu Dechen sneered.

"Why choose him as the host for such a good event!" Meteorologist Zhao Lixin also expressed his dissatisfaction from the side.

"Alright, everyone, let's all keep quiet." Tao Runze spoke up, as the atmosphere had become tense.

"We can't control what the school arranges; we should just do our own jobs well."

"By the way, Xiao Chen, how did your meeting go today? Did it go smoothly?"

"It went alright, pretty smoothly." Chen Luyang said happily.

As he spoke, he turned to look at Pan Yu and said excitedly:
"Brother Pan, what a coincidence! I even saw your Factory Director Lin at the meeting today."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yu was immediately stunned: "...Our factory director? He went too?"

"you do not say!"

Chen Luyang smiled and nodded.
“I heard him speak this morning. Your factory is really amazing now. You have a tight schedule for precision machining of heavy vertical machine tools, and you also have to connect with the flight school's experimental platform. One task after another. I’m envious when I hear about it.”

Good guy...

Pan Yu's gaze towards Chen Luyang was strange.

Although he often saw Director Lin.
But it was always Director Lin who spoke on stage, and they listened below.

Who would have thought that Chen Luyang, at such a young age, would be able to sit at the same conference table as their factory director, discussing issues and assigning tasks.

If someone else had said that, he might have just laughed it off.

But looking at his brother sleeping in the bunk above him...

In an instant, even someone as magnanimous as Pan Yu couldn't help but break down.

Seeing that they had chatted enough, Chen Luyang opened the door, carrying her books:
"You guys keep chatting, I'm going to go to the hallway to use the light and catch up on my lessons."

"Take me one!"

“Me too!” Zheng Zhe, Tao Runze, Pan Yu, and the other two classmates in the room also stood up.

"Let's go together."

Chen Luyang looked at the room full of older brothers in surprise and asked:

"Are your backs okay?"

The men in the room are the type who would rather lie down than sit, and rather sit than stand.

what is it today?
They're all acting so strangely, actually voluntarily going to the corridor to study?
"It has to work, even if it doesn't work!" Old Tao said as he put on his coat.

"The exams are coming up soon, and if I don't study hard, I'm afraid I won't pass."

Chen Luyang's eyes widened in surprise.

"No... it's only December."

"Don't the school exams not start until before the new year?"

All things considered, there's still a month until the winter break officially starts.

Is it too early to start preparing for the exam now?

Tao Runze sighed: "I'm getting old, my brain can't keep up anymore. If I don't prepare in advance, I'm afraid I really won't pass the exam."

hiss……

Is it curled like this?!

Chen Luyang's pupils dilated.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Tao Runze and his friends spend all their time lying on the kang (a heated brick bed). They're not sleeping; they're reading every day.

This is already hard enough, but now they've started preparing for the exam a whole month in advance?

In an instant, a deep sense of crisis shot from the soles of Chen Luyang's feet straight to the top of his head.

During this time, he devoted himself entirely to the repair shop business.
Running back and forth to the vocational school, attending coordination meetings, writing plans, and delivering materials, I've missed more than one or two classes.

I was originally thinking of secretly staying up late in the dorm to review my notes and do some practice problems to catch up on my progress.

Who would have thought that these guys not only studied diligently during the day, but also developed the bad habit of staying up late to read?!

That's leaving themselves no way out!
Oh shit……

It's just studying!

He simply refused to believe that studying could be as difficult as going out to a vocational school to discuss projects!

then!!
As the dormitory door closed, a group of people excitedly grabbed their books and chairs and rushed into the corridor to grab the best spots.

The next morning, it was advanced mathematics class.

Chen Luyang looked at the blackboard and silently regretted and apologized for his recklessness last night!
He was young and ignorant...

Back in school, he would often go to Professor Zhang, the calculus teacher, for extra help, and Zheng Zhe would also help him with the problems.

I can barely keep up.

But now, after missing several classes, when I sit in the advanced mathematics classroom again...
Chen Luyang felt her mind go blank and her eyes stare blankly.

What a ghost...

Teacher Zhang was clearly speaking Chinese...

But he just couldn't understand when they were in sentences!
Oh my god, what are all these things?!

Chen Luyang was so angry inside that he almost shouted it out!
Finally, get out of class ended.

Chen Luyang took three steps at a time, just about to shamelessly go and stop Teacher Zhang to discuss whether he could get some extra help.

Then a familiar face called out to him at the classroom door.

"Chen Luyang!"

Ok?
Chen Luyang subconsciously looked towards the door!
A tall man was standing at the door, waving at him with an awkward expression.

Judging from the looks of it, they seem to have been waiting at the door for quite some time.

"Xu Yunfeng?"

Chen Luyang was taken aback.

What does he want from me?
Upon seeing Xu Yunfeng, the students in Class 1 of the Economics Department all looked at him with strange expressions.

What's with this "approval slip" guy coming to their class for no reason?!

Chen Luyang walked out of the classroom with a puzzled look in his eyes and asked, "Senior, did you want to see me?"

Xu Yunfeng said somewhat awkwardly, "Chen Luyang, I'm here to ask you for a favor."

Chen Luyang: ? ? ?

Xu Yunfeng, forcing a smile, said, "I'm going to represent the school in the National Higher Education Foreign Language Speech Contest, and the competition is coming up soon. I'd like to trouble you to give me some pointers."

Oh oh oh~
Chen Luyang remembered.

Professor Gao Hongming, the head of the Foreign Languages ​​Department, did introduce me to him before.

This "Xu Yunfeng" is actually named Wei Chuxiong. He is an English major and is going to represent the school in the National Higher Education Foreign Language Speech Contest.

At the time, Gao Hongming even told me to give him some guidance when I had time.

However, at the time, he was completely focused on his "Spring of Science" lecture series, and he also had a somewhat unpleasant little incident with Wei Chuxiong.

So once he heard about it, he didn't take it to heart.

I never expected that Wei Chuxiong would take the initiative to find me today.

"Sure, that's fine!" Chen Luyang agreed without hesitation.

This matter... even if you don't care about the monk, you should care about the Buddha.

Although Wei Chuxiong had some friction with them before, he had indeed overshadowed them, completely outshining them on the day of the performance. Besides, Gao Hongming had been quite good to him.

Wei Chuxiong is his student and represents the school in the competition, so it's normal for him to lend a hand.

"Thank you so much! When would be a convenient time for you?"

Wei Chuxiong was overjoyed that Chen Luyang agreed so easily, and even used a respectful title when speaking to him.

Chen Luyang subconsciously raised an eyebrow.
Hey!
This guy is pretty good at talking too!
"How about this afternoon? Let me see if I can find a classroom..."

Before Chen Luyang could finish speaking, Wei Chuxiong immediately said, "I'll arrange the classroom! Chen, you just need to show up; you don't need to worry about anything else."

Chen Luyang was stunned for a moment, then felt a surge of emotion.

Yup!

They have special permission; finding a classroom is easy for them!
"Okay!" Chen Luyang readily agreed. "I'll have lunch at the cafeteria. See you at the entrance of the teaching building at one o'clock!"

Wei Chuxiong said happily, "Great! See you then."

Watching Wei Chuxiong leave with ease, Zheng Zhe approached unhappily:

"Wenwei, what does he want with you?"

"He asked me to tutor him in English."

"English? ...He can't even speak English properly, human language is too difficult for him!"

Zheng Zhe rolled his eyes in annoyance, then turned and left with Sun Legen, Zhao Lixin, and the others, each carrying a backpack.

At 1 p.m. sharp, Chen Luyang appeared at the entrance of the teaching building.

It's unclear which teacher Wei Chuxiong contacted, but he actually used a key to open a rather secluded and quiet classroom.

As Wei Chuxiong closed the door, Chen Luyang frowned slightly.

In broad daylight, alone men and women.

Thank goodness we were at school, otherwise I would have had to hold a brick for protection!

He put his backpack on the chair and sat down, wondering how to start the conversation, when he saw Wei Chuxiong take out a stack of speech notes from his bag and hand them over with both hands.

"This is the speech I wrote for a specific topic."

"What's your competition procedure?" Chen Luyang asked casually while flipping through the manuscript.

Wei Chuxiong began, “This competition is a three-round competition. The first round is a prepared speech with a unified topic and a three-minute time limit. The second round is a free-topic speech with a four-minute time limit. The third round is an impromptu response. The entire competition will be conducted in English. No notes are allowed; you must speak out loud.”

What's the title of the exam question?

"'Youth and the New Era'"

Chen Luyang took the manuscript and glanced at it. The language was fluent, the structure was clear, and the word choice was also exquisite, showing that the basic skills were very solid.

Chen Luyang asked, "Did you write this draft yourself?"

Wei Chuxiong nodded: "The topic is set, but the content is up to us. I roughly referred to a few English editorials and radio scripts, and then I put together my own version."

"It's quite well written!" Chen Luyang nodded, her tone becoming more serious.

"The structure is solid, the wording is clean, and the sentence structure is well-handled, making it easy to listen to."

Wei Chuxiong did not show much pride or joy when he heard the praise.

Being selected by the school to participate in this competition means you must have some serious language skills.

"It's just that my pronunciation is still a bit off."

“I recorded myself and listened to it a few times, but it never sounded quite right. I practiced two passages using the 'Practical English Communication Handbook' you wrote before, and I found it quite helpful…”

He paused, then added somewhat sheepishly,
"I've never heard you speak in person before. I'd like to take up some of your time today and ask for your guidance."

That sounds quite sincere.

Chen Luyang felt much better and nodded: "Then you read it once first, and I'll listen and see where the problem is."

Wei Chuxiong straightened up and began reading the manuscript in a low voice, starting from the first sentence.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Chen Luyang raised an eyebrow.

Damn... no wonder he's the vice president of the drama club.

The sound quality is amazing!!!

He has steady breath control, a bright voice, and good rhythm control; no wonder he was chosen as a host.

However, the problem became apparent after only a few sentences were read.

The stress on several words was misplaced, and the vowels were drawn out too long, giving it a distinctly "Chinese pronunciation" sound, especially at the end of sentences where it tends to sound weak.

“Wait, ‘tradition’ isn’t ‘Kawadomi-shin’,”

As Chen Luyang spoke, she took a piece of chalk and wrote the phonetic symbols on the blackboard.

“Come on, break it down into three parts and read them aloud—'tr', 'DI', 'shn'.”

"The emphasis is in the middle, and the 'DI' should be firmly planted. Don't mumble it, and don't let your tongue struggle against your back teeth; just deliver it smoothly and clearly!"

Wei Chuxiong quickly read along several times.

There has indeed been progress.

Under Chen Luyang's rhythmic guidance, the pronunciation rhythm and emphasis were much smoother than before, especially at the end of sentences, where the intonation was no longer drawn out and sounded much cleaner.

"Your lip movements are indeed beautiful, and your tongue is fluent, but don't always think about using a stage manner."

Chen Luyang said, "A speech contest is different from acting in a play. You have to make the judges feel like you are 'speaking', not 'reciting lines'."

Wei Chuxiong nodded repeatedly, replying, "I've learned a lot!"

Chen Luyang reopened the manuscript, circling several sentences with her pen, and pointed to one of them, saying:
“Go back and read this passage aloud until you get used to it, especially the sentence in the middle about ‘new responsibility’. You pronounced ‘sponsibility’ too stickily, like your tongue was tied in a knot.”

“Okay, I’ll go back and grit my teeth and practice.” Wei Chuxiong nodded.

"Don't grit your teeth, just pronounce it clearly."

Chen Luyang lowered her head and circled a few more places with her pen: "And for these places, you should first break down the words and practice them, then practice them sentence by sentence. The focus should be on these three areas: 'pronouncing syllables accurately, controlling the rhythm, and transitioning emotions.'"

Wei Chuxiong nodded: "I'll practice whatever you say."

"Okay." Chen Luyang raised her hand and glanced at her watch. "Let's stop practicing here for today. If you need anything, come find me in my dorm. I'm in room 421 of building 24."

Seeing Chen Luyang about to leave, Wei Chuxiong quickly took him in his mouth:

"Chen Luyang, let's have dinner together tonight!"

Chen Luyang laughed: "Oh, it's not worth treating someone to a meal for such a small thing. If you really want to treat someone, let's have a proper meal together after you succeed in the competition."

His tone was relaxed, but Wei Chuxiong felt even more embarrassed.

"That won't do!" Wei Chuxiong stood up, his face flushed.

"You've helped me so much, I have to treat you to a meal! I won't feel right if I don't treat you today!"

Chen Luyang was exasperated by his series of serious gestures and could only raise her hand and wave:

"Senior Brother Wei... it's not that I don't want to eat, it's just that I really have something to do tonight, I have to go to class."

"Your economics department doesn't have any classes scheduled for tonight?" Wei Chuxiong frowned suspiciously. "I checked your department's schedule."

“It’s not me listening to the lectures,” Chen Luyang smiled helplessly, “it’s me attending the lectures.”

Wei Chuxiong was stunned: "...You? In class?"

“Yes, I’ll be giving a guided reading class on the original texts to our department every Wednesday evening,” Chen Luyang said.

"If I don't leave now, I really won't be able to catch up later."

Wei Chuxiong stared at him in disbelief, speechless for a long time.

Chen Luyang patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Another day, senior brother, when you can pronounce 'tradition' fluently, let's sit down and eat and chat slowly."

After saying that, he walked out the door without looking back.

Learning is learning, and lecturing is lecturing!
He spent all the money he had on a shopping spree earlier.

I'm currently relying on these lecture fees and manuscript money to expand my slush fund!
You can skip meals, but you can't miss a single class!
……

(End of this chapter)