On the first night of her marriage, she was hospitalized

Chapter 279 She Will Never Understand
"I know, Lu Changzheng."

Jiang Tang turned around and waved to the people outside the school gate with a smile, "Go and do your work, I'm going in!"

"it is good."

Watching his wife's back getting farther and farther away, Lu Changzheng put away the smile on his face and turned around to go about his business.

Go find Luo Yumei and ask her to help Wenjing and the others book an apartment. Then take a look around the area and see the difference between the big city and their small town.

I bought some apples and went to the Housing Management Office. I found Luo Yumei at work, handed her the net bag, and asked about the house...

Jiang Tang also came to her classroom.

In the three-story building with a beautiful red roof, thirty-three students are sitting in the mechanical engineering classroom.

Among these more than thirty students, there are only three girls.

The students who arrived earlier occupied the seats at the back, leaving the first row empty.

Jiang Tang was the last one to enter the classroom. After confirming that it was the right classroom, he walked to the first row and sat down.

There were thirty-three students, all of whom were admitted from various places. There were two or three locals, but they were all the kind of people who were obviously studious.

Therefore, even though the gap between the number of men and women is so huge, no one thinks it is wrong.

There are few girls studying mechanical engineering.

This is the first time that the school has opened classes and enrolled students in this major this year.

Naturally, the number of students is much smaller than that of other mature majors.

But at this time, everyone's attention is not on this.

What they think about is how to learn knowledge better.

The college entrance examination has been suspended for ten years, which is really too depressing.

Now that they have finally recovered, they can sit in the university classroom they have longed for. They will surely absorb the knowledge taught by the professors as desperately as the thirsty earth absorbs rain water.

After a while, their class counselor came.

It was Jiang Tang’s acquaintance, Fang Xuelin.

As soon as Fang Xuelin came in and saw Jiang Tang sitting at the front table, he couldn't help but smile.

"Good morning, Jiang."

The teacher took the initiative to greet the students, which surprised the people behind him.

Jiang Tang nodded.

She realized what Lu Changzheng wrote in his notebook: if an elder took the initiative to greet her, she needed to speak up and respond.

"Good morning."

Her slow reaction made her seem a little dull, but Fang Xuelin thought she was very cute.

He smiled and said a few more words before standing on the podium, introducing himself and telling the students what role he would play in the next four years.

After Fang Xuelin finished his introduction, the teacher who was going to teach them came in.

The teacher who came in was about 60 or 70 years old, with sparse hair that had turned gray and a face full of wrinkles. Although he tried hard to straighten his body, he was still a little hunched over.

The old man introduced himself. His surname was Shen, and we could just call him Teacher Shen from now on. He was their mechanics teacher.

This was not the first time Jiang Tang had come across this unfamiliar term.

When she was in the machinery factory, the books Qin Guosheng showed her included theoretical mechanics, material mechanics, fluid mechanics, and thermodynamics and heat transfer.

Her photographic memory allows her to remember things of the same type easily when she comes across them.

As for whether you understood it or not?
Jiang Tang's brain is roughly equivalent to a large photocopier. She can accurately remember everything she sees and hears.

No matter how much time has passed, as long as she needs it, she can go to this place and retrieve something from the vast knowledge base in her mind.

Although she is said to be a human, her brain is more like the AI ​​of later generations.

We have a lot of knowledge, but it is difficult for us to feel the delicate emotions unique to humans.

Professor Shen's lectures are very lively. When talking about some difficult-to-understand terms, he would use real-life examples to instill theoretical knowledge into students' minds during casual conversations.

It was also during his vivid lessons that students learned that he had been exiled for eight years.

I lived in the cowshed for eight years.

When a knowledge point was finished and there were still a few minutes before the end of the get out of class, Professor Shen talked to them about how he persisted in studying when he was in the cowshed.

I say this not to show off, but to tell students that no matter what time, they should not forget to study.

Jiang Tang, who was sitting in the front row, looked at the old man who was very close to her. She tilted her head slightly, with a puzzled look in her eyes.

Shen Ziqing happened to see it.

He smiled kindly, "Does Jiang have any questions?"

Jiang Tang shook his head subconsciously and asked the question in his heart, "Your physical foundation is already broken, why don't you rest at home and come to class?"

She was very close to Shen Ziqing.

You can feel that his breathing is uneven when he speaks.

A nourishing treasure that is naturally sensitive to pathology.

Shen Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed out loud, "Student Jiang can also treat illnesses?"

Jiang Tang pursed his lips, thinking that he should be modest, "Not really."

"But your physical foundation is already broken."

She really wanted to know why Shen Ziqing came to class even though he knew he was in poor health.

Shen Ziqing, no, it should be said that the teachers of this class had heard more or less about Jiang Tang from Fang Xuelin.

Knowing this smart student, her thinking is different from that of normal people.

Therefore, Shen Ziqing did not feel offended by Jiang Tang's questions that seemed to pry into his privacy.

"I just have a minor health problem, it's not a big deal."

“When I was young, I studied abroad.”

Shen Ziqing did not directly answer Jiang Tang's question, but instead talked about what he saw when he was young and studying abroad.

"Forty years ago, they already had tall buildings, cars everywhere on the road, trains crisscrossing, countless factories, ships moored in the port..."

When Shen Ziqing recalled the past, there was longing and expectation in his eyes.

The other students were immersed in the pictures described by Shen Ziqing.

I can’t imagine how developed other countries are after forty years…

Jiang Tang seemed to understand but not quite.

It seems like I understand it, but it also seems like I don’t fully understand it.

“A silkworm may not stop spinning silk until it dies, and a candle may not stop shedding tears until it turns into ashes? Is this what you mean?”

She looked innocent.

Shen Ziqing came back to his senses, met Jiang Tang's focused gaze, and burst out laughing again.

"Student Jiang, you are too kind."

"I just want to give you a few more lessons while my old bones can still move, and try to teach more students."

He also wanted to see his own country one day, with tall buildings, cars everywhere on the streets, long railway lines, busy trains, and ships loaded with goods parked at the port, ready to set sail...

Jiang Tang frowned.

The bell rang in time.

Shen Ziqing put away the longing on his face, put away his books and told them that if they didn't understand anything, they could come to his office after class.

Jiang Tang was silent, and no one knew what she was thinking.