Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 45 You guys, give it a push!
Classmates couldn't bear to see this, so they held Chen Luyang and asked him to coax Bai Xiaofan.

No matter what, it was Chen Luyang who gave Bai Xiaofan the drink that made him unhappy.

Naturally, he has to persuade her!

Chen Luyang: ...

Who the hell did I provoke?

She cried on her own, what does it have to do with me?
Although he was unhappy, Chen Luyang had already stood up and strode towards the podium.

"Classmates, I haven't prepared any program, so why don't I recite a poem for you?"

Anyway, Chen Luyang has read a lot of poems over the years, and the original owner has written quite a few himself.

Reciting poems on the spot couldn't be easier for him.

But the students in the audience obviously didn't want to let this grandson go.

Seeing Chen Luyang coming on stage, several boys who were on good terms with him immediately started to make a noise with evil smiles.

"Brother Chen, when you were recruiting, didn't you recite Haiyan in a male disguised voice?!"

"Give us a piece!!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It must be read by a man in a female voice!"

"We must listen to the brave petrels soaring proudly over the sea of revolution!"

"..."

Everyone was cheering, and some boys even pinched their throats to recite a line from Haiyan's poem.

"Okay! Then let's deal with Haiyan!"

Chen Luyang didn't hesitate, he cleared his throat and started talking.

The room in front of me is full of my classmates, so there is nothing to be shy about.

Chen Luyang not only recited with passion and emotion, but also added body movements, which made everyone in the classroom laugh.

The sad and mournful atmosphere just now was swept away in an instant.

Zhou Ying was also amused by Chen Luyang, and when he finished his performance, Zhou Ying said:
"The last program of the poetry reading is a message."

"Each of us writes a sentence on a small slip of paper, folds it up and throws it into the box, and then everyone draws blindly."

“Everyone must write well!”

As she spoke, Zhou Ying specifically pointed at a few naughty kids in the class.

Write a message?
Chen Luyang didn't expect there was such a project. He opened the paper and thought for a long time before he carefully wrote a sentence.

As everyone finished writing, they threw the notes into the cardboard box.

Zhou Ying shook the cardboard box and took it to each person in turn for them to draw blindly.

Chen Luyang was the first to reach into the cardboard box and took out a large ball of paper.

He opened it with great interest, and after seeing the words on it,
I couldn't help but curse out loud:

"Fuck... which grandson wrote me a chili sauce recipe!"

A burst of laughter suddenly broke out in the classroom.

Zhu Xinghuo started to make noises:

"Brother Chen, I'll come to your house this fall to eat some chili sauce!"

With Chen Luyang's joke, everyone reached out to touch the paper ball.

I happily shared it with everyone.

Bai Xiaofan was upset. He reached out and casually pulled out a ball of paper from the box. He had no desire or intention to open it and look.

Zhou Ying asked, "Xiao Fan, why don't you take a look at your note?"

A girl next to him said: "Yeah, take a look, what's written on it?"

Bai Xiaofan gently opened the note.

As soon as she saw the words above, her fingers trembled slightly and her eyes became red again.

On the paper were Chen Luyang's words.

The message was also very simple, just one sentence:

"On this journey, there will surely be thousands of miles of blooming flowers to send you off!"

...After attending the Youth Poetry Festival, Chen Luyang returned to the workshop and continued his translation work intensively.

Although Cao Qinghang arranged a staff dormitory for himself,
But his idea has always been firm: if he can avoid working overtime, he will never work overtime!

As long as the work can be finished during the day, I will never do it at night.

Early in the morning, Chen Luyang got up early and took advantage of the coolness to draw a draft on a small bench in the yard.

"Second brother, what are you doing so early in the morning?"

The eldest sister Chen Lihong came out with a washbasin and walked behind Chen Luyang to take a look.

Seeing that the paper was filled with things that looked like parts and locks, the eldest sister Chen Lihong said happily:

"Good job, second brother, you've made it! You can even draw blueprints now!"

Chen Luyang laughed and said, "Sister, please don't treat me badly. I don't know how to draw a blueprint."

"This is the toy I designed for Junjun. I'll have my dad make it in the workshop and give it to Junjun to play with."

"Toy? You call this chain-like thing a toy?"

Chen Lihong couldn't understand.

Chen Luyang explained: "Sister, this thing is called a wisdom buckle. It is a small educational toy that can help Junjun develop his thinking and become smarter."

In this era, there were no computers or mobile phones, so we couldn’t play video games.

The children’s favorite things to do together are playing football, running around, jumping rope, catching crickets, fishing and flying kites.

Although the physical fitness has been well trained, there are inevitably some deficiencies in logical thinking.

In recent days, Chen Luyang has been thinking about how to help Junjun develop his intelligence and play some brain-stimulating games.

After much thought, things like the Wisdom Buckle and the Nine Rings are the most suitable.

It can not only train your thinking, but also exercise your patience.

The most important thing is that it can cultivate Junjun's ability to think independently.

Anyway, Chen's father is the workshop director of the factory and an eighth-level worker, so his skills are impeccable.

What's more, the materials in the workshop are ready-made, and you can make it by just putting a few steel nails in.

After handing the draft paper to Mr. Chen and carefully explaining some details,
Chen Luyang went to the factory cafeteria to get some breakfast.

When he arrived at the workshop, Cao Qinghang and several technicians were gathered together, apparently discussing something.

Seeing Chen Luyang coming, Cao Qinghang quickly waved to him and asked with a translated document:

"Xiao Chen, is this translation complete? Did you miss anything?"

Chen Luyang took the materials suspiciously, looked at the contents of the raw materials again, and said with certainty:
"There is no omission in the translation. This is what the original material says."

After hearing this, Cao Qinghang couldn't help but curse.

"This little devil is really careful!"

Chen Luyang looked at Xiao Wu in confusion.

Xiao Wu gritted his teeth and said, "The Japanese are hiding something. The data they gave us is incomplete, and they omitted the most crucial part."

"We've reached the most critical part of the blueprint, but we can't continue because of this loophole!"

Chen Luyang looked at the angry faces of the people in the room and said:

"Didn't we invite a Japanese expert? Why not just ask him?"

Xiao Wu said helplessly, "We invited him, but who can understand what he says? Besides, we don't know how to ask!"

Chen Luyang looked at Xiao Wu as if he was a fool.

Xiao Wu: "Why are you looking at me? I don't know how to do it!"

Suddenly he seemed to remember something and looked at Chen Luyang with surprise.

Xiao Wu: "Can you speak it?"

Chen Luyang looked at Xiao Wu as if he were a fool.

Xiao Wu was surprised: "You can still listen!?"

Chen Luyang looked at Xiao Wu as if he were a fool.

Xiao Wu was furious: "If you keep looking at me like that, I won't bring you any edamame next time!"

(End of this chapter)