Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 691: Drawing a big cake and gathering a team

Moonlight, poplars, sentry posts, at this moment and in this scene, Tang Zhitong thought of a song - "Little Poplar".

This song is good. Although China National Radio still owes it a song, Tang Zhitong is unwilling to submit it.

Such a great song will be most effective if it can be submitted to relevant units, such as the General Political Department.

Not only will it spread quickly, it will also have unexpected effects in uniting comrades, reassuring people's hearts, and stabilizing the situation.

However, it is best to go to the northwest to collect some inspiration before creating. Otherwise, when someone asks about inspiration, you can't say that you saw the sentry post in the compound, right? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

Although Tang Zhitong did not know anyone in the General Political Department, there is a "six degrees of separation theory" that says that in a complex network of interpersonal relationships, any two strangers who have never met can theoretically establish a connection through a maximum of five intermediaries.

Tang Zhitong certainly didn't know anyone in the General Political Department, but Ye Zhijuan, Luo Qingquan, Wu Haiyang, Fang Yuan, He Hongchuan and even Cheng Shaojun, they should have someone they could talk to, right?

With the fame that I and my classmate Xiao Wang had gained with the song "One Cent", plus the melody of "Little White Poplar", I'm afraid the General Political Department will chase me to ask me to sing a song for them, right?
So what if you are not a professionally trained composer or lyricist? Everything is used to (borrow) and (appreciate) speak!

At that time, I can fully participate in the selection of singers and even designate who will sing.

Of course, Tang Zhitong was just thinking about Jill. He would not interfere with other people's work as long as he didn't want those who couldn't control their pants to sing the songs he wrote.

Although he had not ridden far, Tang Zhitong's thoughts were already flying. It was not until he passed a farmland by the roadside that he could no longer hold back and went over to relieve himself, only then was he brought back his thoughts of touring the vast universe.

After releasing the water, Tang Zhitong noticed that there were a lot of shepherd's purse in the farmlands and on the edges of the fields. Perhaps it was because the rationing and supply here were generally better than that for ordinary people in the old city, so there were a lot of shepherd's purse. Now that he saw it, there was no reason to miss it.

Tang Zhitong picked and chose, and pulled some tender shepherd's purse into the space. After he finished his work, he continued his journey home.

When I got home, Xiao Wang was leaning against the bed, holding a book and waiting for me: "Are you still awake?"

"It's not too late yet. I thought I'd wait for you to come back before going to bed." Student Wang closed the book, yawned, lifted the quilt, stood up and put the book back on the bookshelf.

"You don't have to wait for me in the future, just go to sleep first." The food at Luo Qingquan's was a bit salty, so Tang Zhitong poured himself a glass of water first, and then put down the miscellaneous things on his body.

"Is Uncle Luo okay? Is everything going well?" Xiao Wang asked as she took her husband's coat and hung it on the hanger.

"Everything is good. Uncle Luo provided a lot of ideas. He also wanted to recommend someone to me, but I refused. Yesterday I wrote a letter to Brother Haiyang, hoping to invite Dr. Lu to participate, but I don't know if she will agree. If she doesn't agree, my refusal would be hasty." After Tang Zhitong finished speaking, he picked up the cup of water to test the water temperature. It was a little hot, so he picked up Xiao Wang's cup and poured it back and forth.

"Aren't you making things difficult for your sister-in-law? How old is Xiaoguang?" Student Xiao Wang shook his head, feeling that this was inappropriate.

"Hey, I'm thinking of this as an opportunity. When there's some achievement, there's reason to raise my sister-in-law's salary and job title." The child is indeed young, but it's becoming increasingly difficult to increase wages. An early increase is always better than stagnant inflation. Besides, he can't really treat Lu Lixian like a beast of burden.

"You have so many excuses. Just wait for the letter." Xiao Wang did not argue with her husband. Her long legs felt a little cold, so she went back to bed.

Tang Zhitong drank all the water in one go, wiped his mouth and started to take off his clothes. Xiao Wang's poor health gave him an excuse to be lazy. How many grown men wash their feet and heads every day? Of course, except for those who ordered the 398 set meal.

"Uncle Luo said that the noodles our mother makes are delicious. Have you ever eaten them when you were a child?" Tang Zhitong took off his clothes and threw them at the end of the bed.

Now that the weather is warmer, I can put my clothes anywhere I want. When it’s cold, I put my clothes between two quilts so that I won’t shiver when I get up in the morning and get dressed.

"Yes. My dad likes to eat more rice, and so do us kids. Our mom thought it was too troublesome to make, so she stopped making it later. What's the matter, do you want to try it?" Xiao Wang moved aside to make room for her husband.

"No, I'm just curious. You must have been wronged after marrying me. You eat noodles every day and rarely eat rice." Tang Zhitong quickly stripped himself down to his underwear and got into bed.

"What's there to feel wronged about? That was when I was a child. Now it's good enough to have something to eat. I'm not picky. Didn't you see that Jingying and Jingmin are enjoying the steamed bread now?" Classmate Xiao Wang hid under the quilt to take off his clothes. After a while, he took out the clothes from under the quilt.

"Hehe, that's good. Come, let your brother check if eating steamed bread has any effect on your health." Tang Zhitong stretched out his "magic claws" towards Xiao Wang. He certainly couldn't do it with a bloody look, but he could still grab and hold it.

Due to the increase in hormone levels, Xiao Wang's nipples have been particularly plump these days, and the feel is very different from usual. Tang Zhitong wishes he could lie down and sleep in the middle...

The next day, March 3, Friday.

Tang Zhitong gave a report in the morning and spent the rest of the time attending classes and doing homework.

Hard work pays off. After five days, Tang Zhitong finally caught up with his homework at the same pace as his classmates.

During the break between the second classes in the afternoon, Luo Zhiping went out for a while and came back to hand Tang Zhitong a letter: "Teacher Tang, your letter."

"Okay, thank you." Tang Zhitong took it and looked at the handwriting and mailing address, and knew it was from Wu Haiyang.

Looking at the postmark on the letter, Tang Zhitong was still a little surprised.

The year before last and last year, letters within the city could be sent in the morning and delivered in the afternoon, but this year, they generally arrive the next day, and only a few arrive on the same day.

Judging from the postmark on this letter, it was collected in the morning and delivered in the afternoon, arriving on the same day. The efficiency is amazing, almost catching up with JD.com.

When the class bell rang, Tang Zhitong opened the envelope and read the letter. He smiled bitterly when he saw the back of the letter.

What Xiao Wang said turned out to be right, but Wu Haiyang didn't complain at all.

The entire letter was filled with Wu Haiyang's love and consideration for Dr. Lu. He even asked Tang Zhitong to give an accurate definition of the working hours and span so that he could refer to it and see if he needed to switch rooms with someone else.

Now that things have come to this, Tang Zhitong felt that he had to explain everything to Wu Haiyang.

Logically speaking, the most direct way for Tang Zhitong to go to Wukesong again and explain things to Wu Haiyang and his wife in person was to do so, but he didn't want to go there in time for lunch, so he simply wrote a letter.

Wu Haiyang definitely cannot change his room. He currently lives in a compound. Although it is not ranked the highest among the compounds, it has everything. It is convenient for adults and more beneficial for Xiaoguang's growth. Whether in kindergarten or elementary school, his classmates are all children of the compound. In the future, these are natural ties, and they can stick together at critical times.

If I move to the urban area, the commute to work may be shortened, but in terms of convenience of life or Xiaoguang's growth, it cannot compare with the large compound.

Tang Zhitong wrote more clearly in the letter this time. Not only did he carefully answer Dr. Lu's questions, he also told Wu Haiyang about his ideas in detail.

The obstetrics and gynecology hospital is responsible for providing data. In the early stage, it is the suitable temperature for newborns in different months, and in the later stage, it is clinical trials.

Tang Zhitong planned to use kittens and puppies to verify the experiment first. Generally, there are four to six kittens and puppies in each litter, and kittens and puppies in the same litter can be easily divided into different reference groups.

Since the purpose is to verify premature birth, these kittens and puppies will inevitably be subjected to some means. Tang Zhitong doesn't know how he will be evaluated by those people in the Dog Association and the Cat Association in the future, but he must do this for now. He can't just use an unverified incubator to test it directly on the children, right?
If the temperature is not controlled properly, it is no different from murder.

As for the preliminary data, there is not much difference between Dr. Lu organizing it in the hospital and at home, and he is not in a hurry. Even if the hospital does not allow the relevant information to be taken home, he can stay in the hospital for only one morning, or even just one hour or half an hour, so as not to delay the care of the child.

After obtaining the data, the verification phase can be handed over to the young people stationed in the hospital. Anyway, we will not erase their contributions and will record them in the credit book in the end.

It took Tang Zhitong nearly an entire class period to finish writing the letter, which lasted three pages.

There were four classes in the afternoon. After the third class, Tang Zhitong packed up his things and skipped class again.

Go and mail the letter first. At this time, you can still catch the last train for mail delivery today, so that Wu Haiyang can receive the reply tomorrow morning.

There was still half an hour left before school was over, but Tang Zhitong did not leave early and turned back to the scientific research class.

With Ye Zhijuan at the Women's Federation, nothing can go wrong, and the incubator project is a done deal. But he is still alone, so Tang Zhitong plans to go to the scientific research class to fool them... no, he plans to persuade a few sympathetic classmates to become his team for the incubator project by appealing to their emotions and reason.

Tang Zhitong stood at the door and took a look inside. Several team leaders were there, and some members from each team were also present. Then he said cheerfully, "Team leader, I'm here to hand in my homework again."

"Comrade Xiao Tang, you are very efficient." Bi Bin was explaining to other members of Group 3 how to process parts. When he heard Tang Zhitong's voice, he stopped what he was doing, turned around and said happily.

"I must take the team's work to heart. I still have a strong sense of collective honor." Tang Zhitong took out a newly made part from his pocket and handed it over. While Bi Bin was measuring, he looked at the progress of the models of several groups.

After all, there were only three days, and there were only four or five finished parts, but quite a few unfinished parts. Overall, there was no progress.

"Not bad, the standard is as high as ever." Bi Bin put down the vernier caliper in his hand and praised.

"Hey, team leader, you're too kind. This hull is not difficult to make, right?" Tang Zhitong looked at a wooden board on a workbench made of desks. There were pencil lines drawn on the board. He guessed that the next step would be to use a saw to cut it into the desired shape.

"The shape is easy to deal with, but the thickness is not easy to adjust. Our conditions are limited, so we have to plane it bit by bit." The drawing only marked the dimensions of each component, without clearly stipulating the dimensions of the raw materials.

Since constant polishing is required during the processing, model aircraft athletes usually choose thicker boards and then make targeted adjustments based on their needs.

"It looks like it can be used to train your strength." Tang Zhitong looked at the wood chips he had scraped out from the ground. This thing looks good, tastes good, and can start a fire very well, but it takes a lot of effort to scrape it out by hand. The next day, your arms will hurt so much that you can't lift them up. Only those who have scraped it out know.

"Would you like to try it?" Bi Bin handed the plane to Tang Zhitong. He thought that since Tang Zhitong's metal work had such a small error, his carpentry work must not be too bad either?

"Forget it. If I plane down like this, all your hard work for half a day might be wasted." Tang Zhitong waved his hand to refuse. Zhuang Lei made it clear that making the model airplane this time was for training and running-in, and these parts were in the charge of other students. Tang Zhitong didn't want to deprive them of the opportunity to train.

"Okay, go do your thing first." Bi Bin noticed that Tang Zhitong was carrying a backpack, and thought that he was here to hand in an assignment like last time and then turned around and left.

"Team leader, classmates, I really have something to tell you." Tang Zhitong did not leave. As soon as he opened his mouth, he attracted everyone's attention.

People are often strange. The more they lack something, the more they hope to get it. The scientific research class is full of students who have not yet entered the society and are very much looking forward to it. Therefore, Zhuang Lei can get these young people excited by calling them "comrade" all the time. Now most people in the scientific research class call each other comrades.

Having worked like a cow and a horse and suffered the hardships and beatings of society, I now realize how to miss the ivory tower.

Tang Zhitong was not interested in struggling in the society and only wanted to stay in the ivory tower, so he mostly referred to his classmates as "classmate".

"I have a hospital project on hand, which needs to be designed and developed according to the actual needs of the hospital. The process may be a little more troublesome than making a model airplane, but it does not require such meticulous work."

"I can't handle it alone, so I thought of coming here to ask for help. Without delaying the progress of the research class project, we can communicate with each other."

"Tang Zhitong, you are poaching people from the research class! You are using people from the college to do your own things! This kind of behavior really disappoints me!" Before the people from Group 3 could say anything, Tao Yingjie, who was eavesdropping on the side, jumped out and shouted impatiently. He didn't even use the word "comrade" when addressing them, and it seemed as if he was going to kick Tang Zhitong out of the research class.

To those who have a vested interest in you, you should demonstrate your strength and intelligence; to those who have no vested interest in you, just being polite is enough; to those who are ungrateful, just ignore them.

"I estimate that after the completion of this project, it will be put into production, and by then it will be able to solve the employment problems of one or two students. The job will most likely be in a factory in the old city.

Opportunities are hard to come by, so students please consider it. If you have any ideas, you can come back and talk to me privately. "

Tang Zhitong ignored Tao Yingjie who was waiting to see him make a fool of himself, and did not even turn his head away, continuing to make promises to the students in Group 3... Bah! It was a promise.

When Tang Zhitong said this, Tao Yingjie's face was slapped back and forth seventy or eighty times, and it became red and swollen. He argued: "This project is yours? You said it would be put into production? And you even solved the employment problem. Who do you think you are?"

"Who am I? I am an outstanding student of the Post and Telecommunications College, an outstanding employee of the Post Office of Sijiucheng, an organizational representative of the Post and Telecommunications Department, and one of the editors and reviewers of the Barefoot Doctors' Manual. I am also a people's representative of Sijiucheng!

I have killed tigers to eliminate harm to the people and was commended by the forestry department of the ancient capital; I have made meritorious services and was commended by the General Logistics Department; I care about the people and have been received by audiences!
Do you know what this project I'm talking about is about? It's a device that improves the survival rate of premature babies! How did I become a poacher?

You are just talking here without knowing anything, who do you think you are? Has anyone ever told you that you are annoying? ! "Who doesn't have a temper? Who hasn't been young and energetic?

Tang Zhitong spoke in a burst, and Tao Yingjie's face turned red, while he felt relaxed all over, feeling extremely comfortable!
(End of this chapter)