Back in 1978, I was admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University.

Chapter 33 Even the Americans come to us for advice!

Old Lin laughed heartily: "Alright, go ahead!"

"First of all, leaders, you cannot wear military uniforms. After all, this meeting is of a civilian nature, and your identities in the meeting room are those of some teachers from our university."

"Okay, no problem, anything else?"

"Secondly, during the meeting, you can only listen, not speak, and you must not interrupt our conversation!"

"Qin Liang, you've gone too far! During the discussion, if Elder Lin had any on-site instructions, couldn't we just say them? Do you even respect Elder Lin?" Secretary Shen's voice rang out again.

"If any leaders have any questions, they can ask after the meeting with the foreigners. Mr. Lin, what do you think?"

Qin Liang refused to agree to Secretary Shen's proposal at all. He could tell that this guy didn't support the cooperation between Northwestern Polytechnical University and Factory 132. Since that was the case, he might as well offend him! As long as Elder Lin supported it, the project could proceed. Who did Secretary Shen think he was?
"Okay, I agree!" Old Lin nodded. "It's basic respect! Now that you say that, I'm actually interested in this symposium. What's the name of your paper?"

"The design of stealth aircraft, the aesthetics of diamonds."

"Stealth aircraft?"

A sneer appeared on Secretary Shen's lips. This name sounded like something out of a science fiction novel—invisibility? But... thinking about how she had just exposed her ignorance, that Elosbeth was a top international academic journal. To be able to publish articles in it, there must be some connections.

I can't say it, I can't say it, otherwise I'll lose face again.

"Hmm, a stealth aircraft."

The conversation was simple.

"Okay, let's listen together this afternoon!"

"Distinguished leaders, it's almost time. Northwestern Polytechnical University has prepared lunch. Would you like to move to the cafeteria?" President Ji said.

"Alright, Qin Liang, come with me, let's have a few drinks!"

Qin Liang's face changed instantly, and his calm demeanor vanished in an instant.

"Mr. Lin, I haven't finished stating my request yet!"

"Okay, go on, is there anything else you want?"

"I can't drink with you! ...Alright, drinking is fine, but only one drink at most! Whether now or later!"

Mr. Lin, everyone knows your exploits. First, open a bottle to rinse your mouth, then you can start drinking... Even the most heavy drinker from the Russians has been outdone by you. I can't last a single round against you; my liver can't take it!
Old Lin laughed heartily: "Alright, just one cup, it's a deal. Someone, bring me that big water bottle from my car!"

The bodyguard beside him was somewhat bewildered: "Mr. Lin, there's nothing in the car..."

"Of course there is!" Old Lin rolled his eyes at the guard: "It's the white one, the one with a few flowers on it..."

"Oh, you mean the vase? Okay, I understand!"

Qin Liang was instantly dumbfounded.

*Slap!* Old Lin slapped Qin Liang on the shoulder: "Kid, scared? You're not serious, are you?"

Old Tu sighed inwardly. Not everyone could be joked about like that by Old Lin. This showed that Old Lin regarded Qin Liang as a nephew. This kid was too lucky!

There's definitely still a chance for our project to turn around!
In the afternoon, at Northwestern Polytechnical University, in the Dongping classroom. "Mr. Smith, Mr. Stephen, please come this way. Our discussion will take place in this large building!"

The two Americans looked up and saw a large bungalow nestled among the green trees.

The house is very tall, with a corridor supported by brick pillars in front. The whole house has an antique feel and looks very old...

The two of them frowned.

"Director Luo, do we really need such a large room for our discussion?"

According to the two of them, the conversation should be private, and a small room in the office building would be fine. Ideally, it should only be between them and the author. Of course, since it was published under the guidance of a teacher from Northwestern Polytechnical University, there would definitely be other teachers involved. At most, a small conference room with twenty or thirty people would be sufficient.

This classroom can probably seat at least two hundred people, right?
They looked towards the window and, sure enough, saw a huge crowd gathered inside, clearly having been waiting for some time! This wasn't some kind of discussion; it was a speech!

"That's right, as you know, our country has only recently opened its doors, and many students don't understand the Western world. That's why we've set up this forum here so that students can get up close and personal with these two Westerners..."

Were they here to watch the monkey show? The two were even more speechless.

"Gentlemen, I've noticed that many Western seminars have an audience. You've come all this way, wouldn't you like to meet our enthusiastic students?" Qin Liang spoke up from the side. "Please come with me. When you go in, you'll feel just how warm our welcome is!"

Left with no other choice, the two braced themselves and stepped into the classroom. Suddenly, thunderous applause erupted from inside. There were probably three hundred people in there?
The applause grew louder and louder!
"Our Qin Liang is really awesome!"

"That's right, a single paper has attracted foreigners!"

Among the crowd, the students of Class 5381 clapped and whispered among themselves.

This applause isn't for the foreigners, it's for our classmates!
The area closest to the podium in the classroom was already occupied by many teachers. Mr. Lin and others sat in the third row, where the view was best and they wouldn't attract attention.

In later generations, large lectures in universities were generally held in lecture halls with tiered layouts. However, the East and West Ping classrooms at Northwestern Polytechnical University were not so complicated; they were simply large ramps.

On the front platform, there are six large blackboards. The two blackboards in the middle are arranged in a grid pattern, and there are tracks on the sides that allow them to move up and down. There are also two fixed blackboards on the sides. The teacher can fill all six blackboards with writing in one class without having to erase them.

At this moment, the blackboard displayed the following in large characters: "Symposium on the External Design of Stealth Aircraft and the Aesthetics of Diamonds".

The stage wasn't big; the original lectern had been moved away, and four sofas had been placed in its place, facing the audience. It really looked like watching a monkey show!
The classrooms in Dongping didn't originally have loudspeakers, so the teachers had to shout to teach. After a class, their voices would become hoarse. Today, not wanting to lose face in front of the guests, they specially dismantled the loudspeakers from the playground and installed them.

Director Luo walked to the microphone: "The applause from the students was very enthusiastic! Next, let me introduce the two editors from AEROSPACE magazine who have come to our school for this discussion. They are Mr. Smith and Mr. Stephen!"

The applause rang out again, but Old Lin frowned. This Smith looked somewhat familiar. Back in the day, on the battlefield in North Korea... Hmm, after we get back, have someone look for the records from that time!
The two men faced the audience, bowed politely, and then walked to the sofa.

I don't know how much useful intelligence we'll get from today's talks. Fortunately, the East is relatively closed off, so the content of this meeting certainly won't spread all over the world. As long as the meeting ends and the two sides contact each other privately, we just need to ask them not to leak it!
Thinking of this, the two looked at the people sitting next to them: an old professor in his forties or fifties and a young man.

"Everyone, my teacher's English isn't very fluent, and he's been using his voice too much in class lately, so his voice is a bit hoarse. Therefore, I will be translating the rest of the discussion for you." Qin Liang took the microphone and spoke in English first. His fluent American accent made all the students widen their eyes.

Qin Liang's foreign language skills have already surpassed those of many foreign language majors, haven't they? And he's sure to be talking about a lot of professional stuff next! Even foreign language majors might not understand it.

Amazing, truly amazing!

　PS: The picture above is of Dongping Classroom. I couldn't find any photos of the interior. I asked an alumnus of Gua University, who said that there is a ramp inside and it can seat 300 people.

　　
　
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