Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 487 Let's set off first, we'll talk about the rest of the journey later.
As Chen Luyang passed Zhang Nan's drawing hut, she inexplicably stopped and turned to go inside.

Sitting on the small stool that Zhang Nan usually works on,
Chen Luyang flipped through the thick stack of blueprints and drafts next to her, and sighed softly to herself.

Zhang Nan disassembled the brake push rod alone and produced six separate diagrams.

The drawings for the ignition coil module, coupling sleeve, and many other tasks are still pending, and it's unclear whether they've even been started yet.

"Ugh……"

Chen Luyang sighed softly.

Zhang Nan was the main person in charge of drawing diagrams at the repair shop.

Now that he's fallen ill, the progress of the blueprints has been completely put on hold.

Although the production of brake push rods is progressing, it has indeed exposed a problem.

There are too few people in the repair shop who can draw diagrams.

According to his plan, by the end of next year, he will make steady progress and accelerate the process, striving to produce 30 types of parts.

But what kind of good person can draw blueprints for 30 different parts in a year?
The current situation at the repair shop is that there is limited space and a shortage of staff.

Lacking their own regular army, they could only follow Mr. Sun's example and seek troops from all over the world.

Whether you do a good job or a bad job, you should discuss it with others.

None of them have the independence and autonomy of a provincial machinery factory, with its own workshops, workers, and lathes.

When I have the chance in the future, I should try to get more staff for the repair shop.

Gently place the drawing back in its original position.
Chen Luyang stood up, walked out of the office, went into the dormitory, and lay down on the bed.

Never mind all that...

Let's set off!

We'll replenish whatever we need along the way.

……

Early the next morning,

The repair shop staff then enthusiastically began loading large parts onto the vehicle.

Jiao Long, Li He, Sun Hongjun, Lin Qiming and others went downstairs early in the morning to take turns moving materials and loading them onto the truck.

Tan Songren and Zuo Zhuo also helped check the truck's tie ropes and tire pressure.

Fortunately, the repair shop hadn't fixed all the small trucks before, and had deliberately kept two or three for themselves.

Otherwise, we would have had to ask a large truck to help with this transport today.

Although Li He and Sun Hongjun didn't have any technical skills, they had both learned to drive very quickly and skillfully.

And so, Chen Luyang drove the lead car, followed by Li He and Sun Hongjun, and the three cars headed towards the technical school together.

Chen Luyang displayed a highly serious, meticulous, and even solemn attitude towards this batch of materials.

The model, weight, purpose, part model to be made, start date, and delivery date of the prototype for each type of bulk material were all checked one by one.

Let alone the teachers at the vocational school responsible for the handover,
Even Li He and his companions felt that...

If the vocational school destroys these materials, Chen Luyang will be ready to storm their house with bricks.

After the materials were delivered, the group drove back to the repair shop.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Chen Luyang saw Jiao Long helping someone stagger back from a short distance away.

"Zhang Nan?"

Chen Luyang jumped out of the car in shock: "Why didn't you stay in the hospital? What are you doing back here?"

Zhang Nan's voice was a little hoarse as she said, "My fever has gone down after the IV drip, so I won't stay at the hospital."

Chen Luyang turned to look at Jiao Long.

Jiao Long shrugged, looking helpless.

It's impossible to hold it down...

He insisted on getting up, insisted on coming back to draw.
Who can hold him down?!
With no other option, Jiao Long could only help him back.

Chen Luyang reached out and touched Zhang Nan's forehead.

good,

After all, he's a young man, strong and healthy.

After taking an injection and getting a good night's sleep, my mental state improved considerably.

"Okay, then we'll keep him at home."

Chen Luyang put his arm around Zhang Nan and led her into the house.

With Director Lu, Uncle Zhang, and Sun Hongjun providing good food and drinks at the repair shop, there was plenty of manpower.

It's definitely more convenient to stay here than in the hospital.

But when Zhang Nan heard the words "go home to live", her pupils suddenly contracted.

I was moved...

Damn, I'm so touched!

Last night, he was lying in the hospital bed, delirious with fever.

In his drowsy state, Director Lu and the other two were taking his temperature and wiping his sweat.

Zhang Guoqiang kept holding onto his big cotton quilt, afraid that he would sweat and feel uncomfortable, and that he would kick off the quilt and catch a cold.

This morning was even worse!

Jiaolong would bring back millet porridge and bring it to my bedside.

When Zhang Nan received the bowl of hot millet porridge, tears almost welled up in her eyes.

Now, upon hearing the phrase "go home and live" again, Zhang Nan's heart skipped a beat!
Isn't that home?

Although my parents aren't here.
But everyone in the house treated him with complete sincerity, making it feel almost like home.

"Yes!" Zhang Nan nodded emphatically.

"Go home!"

……

That night,

Chen Luyang took the bus back to school.

Upon entering the dormitory, Chen Luyang didn't even wash her face; she simply took off her clothes, got into bed, and collapsed.

This weekend, he was completely exhausted.

Saturday was a hectic day, and I spent the night with Zhang Nan, who was receiving an IV drip until the wee hours.
On Sunday, I drove around delivering supplies all day, and then took a bus for almost two hours to get back in the evening.

These days, even saying just one more word is exhausting.

A dreamless night.

The next day, Chen Luyang followed the normal course schedule, taking a break and working hard throughout the day.

After the evening's "Dialectical Logic and Formal Logic" philosophy class ended, Chen Luyang was stopped by the lecturer, who led him to the philosophy department office.

"Teacher Li, you wanted to see me?" Chen Luyang asked politely.

"Come and sit."

Li Zhengfan waved to Chen Luyang, then took out the materials that Chen Luyang had given to the Philosophy Department earlier.

"The document you submitted to the department earlier, titled 'The Generative Mechanism of Practical Reason: A Technological Philosophy Examination Taking Mechanical Standardization as an Example,' was very well written."

"Several teachers read it and felt that it was very insightful."

“In particular, the points about ‘the a priori logic of standard formation’ and ‘the institutional embedding of technical objects’ are very accurate.”

Halfway through his praise, Li Zhengfan changed his tone.

"But it's not enough to serve as the theoretical outcome of the project."

“The project is currently being promoted as a ‘pilot project for industry-academia-research collaboration’, and the department hopes that you will present a ‘study on institutional philosophy’ with a real-world basis.”

"The research should not only explain and explore the philosophical logic behind the technology, but also focus on how institutions organize knowledge and how technology is generated in collaborative systems."

"Therefore, your paper needs to be extended into contemporary philosophy of technology and institutional philosophy."

At this point, Li Zhengfan got up and rummaged through the filing cabinet for a while. He pulled out a stack of yellowed paper documents from the bottom shelf, took out two of them, and placed them on the table.

"Look at this."

He pushed a thin, yellowed document in front of Chen Luyang.

Chen Luyang took the document in a daze, before even turning the page...

Then Li Zhengfan continued, "This book, Habermas's *Technology and Science as 'Practical Reason'*, discusses the 'institutional role' that technology and science play in modern society. In particular, Chapters 5 and 6 focus on analyzing how 'practical reason' is transformed into social norms through the combination of technology and institutions."

"This part provides direct theoretical inspiration for the 'institutional configuration' summary we are about to write."

"You translate these two chapters first."

"Prioritize literal translation, don't rush into interpretive translation, try to preserve the original meaning of terminology, and add annotations where there is ambiguity."

Before Chen Luyang could even frown, Li Zhengfan added:

"Translation is only the first step; we also need you to write a philosophical summary."

"We've already come up with a title: From Bounded Rationality to Practical Norms: A Preliminary Exploration of the Institutional Configuration Behind Universal Standards."

“While your explanatory draft raised the awareness of the problem, it was not yet systematic.” “Now, we hope to use Habermas’s framework to theorize your practical experience and make a structural response.”

"You need to try to answer a few key questions: Why are technical standards not just a technical issue? What behavioral assumptions and institutional arrangements are implied behind them? How do you view the necessity and limitations of 'standard unification' from the perspective of 'bounded rationality'?"

……

Chen Luyang felt like his scalp was about to explode.

Although he was young and resilient, he was not a Nezha with three heads and six arms.

One problem after another is looming, and each one could be fatal.

Not to mention the final exams at school...

He also made the incredibly stupid decision to take courses in two different majors, meaning he would have to review two stacks of books and take exams for both majors at the end of the semester.

You have to pass the required courses for economics majors and you can't fail the elective courses for philosophy majors.

He wanted to stretch one day into two, and to divide himself into eight parts, even his sleep was like "arranging productivity".

He truly didn't have the extra energy to do research or write philosophical papers anymore.

"Teacher... can't we have Senior Sister Tongtong and Senior Brother Zhao Rui write these things?" Chen Luyang couldn't help but ask.

The department has already assigned him to a student group for project collaboration, so wouldn't it be the same if they wrote these things?

He focused on running his factory and manufacturing his parts.

The rest of the materials and reports,

In the philosophy department, you can just write whatever you want, anywhere that's easy to get results.

Why do we have to use him to write things in the middle?
Li Zhengfan seemed to sense Chen Luyang's predicament and calmly said:

"Chen Rui's team is working on a macro framework, studying the institutional transformation from a planning mechanism to technical standards, focusing on a vertical analysis of the institutional level."

"Zhao Tongtong does philosophical analysis and is responsible for extracting passages and supplementing theoretical references. These two people each have their own expertise and can support the external system of your topic."

"But none of them can write your core content."

Li Zhengfan's gaze fell on Chen Luyang, and his expression became more serious.

"You are the one who takes the general standard out of his head, develops it in the workshop, and finally writes it into the plan materials."

“You are not a bystander; you are the producer and builder of this system.”

"Your judgment methods, technological choices, explanations of processes, and understanding of institutional boundaries... these first-hand experiences are the process by which this 'institutional configuration' is generated."

"We not only need to keep this material on file, but also submit it to the theoretical achievement acceptance report of the first phase of the project."

“The city is keeping a close eye on this project. The Municipal Science and Technology Commission has made it clear that each sub-project must be accompanied by a ‘theoretical support explanation’.”

“Other departments can submit general technical summaries, but our philosophy department must submit philosophical materials.”

Li Zhengfan paused, then added:
“We have included your summary in the mid-term results presentation list at the end of the year, and there will be a special section on ‘Explanation of Institutional Configuration Theory’ at the project meeting.”

"The Department of Philosophy will also rely on this achievement to apply for the 'Outstanding Participation Project in Interdisciplinary Practice'."

At this point, Li Zhengfan's tone changed:
"Of course, on the other hand..."

"If you write this well, it will count as your course grade for this semester."

Ok? !

Upon hearing this, Chen Luyang's eyes lit up.

"Teacher, if I finish this, will I not have to take the final exam?"

"can."

Li Zhengfan nodded with a smile.

“We are preparing to go through the process of ‘replacing course assessment with scientific research results’, and Director Xiao has already approved it.”

"If you submit your materials and the department's internal review committee approves them, they can replace your final grade for 'Introduction to Institutional Philosophy'."

"in other words--"

Xiao Hui patted him on the shoulder and laughed, "If you write this well, you won't have to take the exam at the end of the year."

Chen Luyang couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, can I only take on one subject? Can't I take on two?"

Li Zhengfan shook his head and said, "The Academic Affairs Office has clear regulations that research results can replace course grades, but usually one result can only replace one course, to prevent 'multiple uses of the same manuscript' and excessive padding."

“But your project is a school-level pilot project, and it also involves the municipal science and technology commission’s acceptance inspection, as well as our philosophy department’s research project.”

"As long as your summary is well-written, we can report it as 'two achievements'."

"For example, this essay, 'Institutional Configuration,' will be included in 'An Introduction to Institutional Philosophy';"

"We compiled that German translation of Habermas, along with annotations and analysis, into a 'Document Compilation and Theoretical Analysis' and posted it in 'Selected Readings in Contemporary Western Philosophy'."

He paused for a moment, then smiled and glanced at Chen Luyang:
"And you should know that the results of this kind of research project will be recorded in your personal file when they are included in the course evaluation."

"This will be of great help to you in the future, whether you are applying for research projects, trying to secure a place at the university, or asking your teachers to write recommendation letters."

"Of course, that's on the premise that the review panel approves."

day……

day!
day! ! ! !

I really have no choice but to write this!
Chen Luyang's pupils constricted, his gaze burned, and his breathing became rapid!

If one article could replace two exams, that would be an absolute steal!
"Write! I can write."

Chen Luyang felt an immense surge of motivation coursing through his chest once more.

"I will definitely write it well!"

"Teacher, what do you need this for?"

Li Zhengfan was stunned for a moment.

This kid is like a dog, changing his expression in an instant.

He looked unhappy just a moment ago, but now he's all fired up and acting like he's made a vow.

"The sooner the better, ideally before the first phase of the project's acceptance date."

That means... early January?

Chen Luyang quickly calculated and realized there was still time!
"Okay! Don't worry, teacher! I'll definitely complete the task with high quality and quantity!"

Translate things...

Translate literally, not interpretively!
This task was as easy for him as translating from Chinese to Chinese!
After leaving the philosophy department office, Chen Luyang began his intensive literature review, burying himself in writing and working day and night to finish the manuscript!

While he was working hard to write the materials,
On this day, the National Higher Education Foreign Language English Speech Contest began.

At 7:40 a.m., a gray-blue BJ212 jeep came to a steady stop outside the east gate of Peking University.

The vehicles were dispatched by the school's logistics and transportation team.

Three days prior, Gao Hongming submitted an application report stating that he would "represent Peking University in a national foreign language competition, including one contestant, one judge, and one accompanying teacher," and submitted it to the General Affairs Office with the Foreign Languages ​​Department's seal affixed.

The logistics department processed the review quickly, approving it on the same day.

Although this competition was just a pilot activity for the reform of college English teaching organized by the Ministry of Education, Peking University officially formed a team to participate and sent "in-house textbook authors" to serve as judges, so the competition was quite prestigious.

It wouldn't sound good to make students carry their lecture notes, take two buses, and then walk to the Chung Chung Radio Station's main studio for the competition.

So early in the morning, the three of them set off on time to head to the competition venue.

Not long after the car started, Chen Luyang couldn't help but pat the seats from side to side and examine them.

You know what, this Jeep is really different from a car.

The chair is wide enough, the backrest is sturdy, and it's very comfortable to sit in!

The shock absorption is a bit lacking; it feels like a sieve under your butt.

But hey, it's a self-taught method!
That's powerful!
Chen Luyang was still being curious, examining the car from all angles.

Meanwhile, Wei Chuxiong on the other side had completely entered a "state of combat readiness".

He sat stiffly in his seat, clutching his speech notes, muttering the same sentences over and over again as if chanting a spell.

He looked extremely nervous.

At first, his voice wasn't loud, but he was so familiar with what he was reading that he kept repeating it over and over again until Chen Luyang's ears were practically calloused.

Finally unable to contain himself, he turned and patted Wei Chuxiong's arm, smiling as he said:
"Senior brother, relax. We've already practiced it several times, haven't we? You're very steady, there's really no problem."

"Teacher Chen, is my pronunciation correct? I feel that my articulation is not clear enough."

Ever since he learned that Chen Luyang was a judge, Wei Chuxiong changed his address from "classmate Chen Luyang" to "teacher Chen".

Although Chen Luyang is younger than him and in a lower grade.

But everyone has their own area of ​​expertise!

A book he casually wrote has been published as a textbook in universities across the country, and he even uses it to guide his own pronunciation and syntax.
Calling him "Teacher Chen" is not an exaggeration at all.

Chen Luyang comforted him, saying, "Don't keep getting stuck on one sound. If you keep arguing like that on stage, the audience will get tired of listening, and you'll easily get stuck, which will mess up the rhythm of the whole segment."

After hearing Chen Luyang's words, Wei Chuxiong nodded reluctantly and hummed in agreement.

Although he stopped grumbling,

But he was still tense, like a fully drawn bowstring, unable to relax even when sitting.

Chen Luyang sighed silently.

It's just an English speech contest.
It's no big deal...!
As for being this nervous.

(End of this chapter)