Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

Chapter 145 Don't Turn on the Electricity Yet

The technician's hand was already on the switch.

Lin Xiuhe strode in from the door and placed the foreign language instruction manual on the control cabinet.

"Wait a minute, this part is translated incorrectly."

There were about ten people standing in the laboratory.

The imported control equipment had just arrived at the school, and the wiring was already connected. Several teachers and technicians were waiting for the first power-on. Teacher Fang, who was in charge of compiling the translation, had stayed up several nights in a row; her eyes were bruised, and the tea in her enamel mug had long since gone cold.

The technician held the switch and didn't move.

Which place?

Lin Xiuhe turned to the terminal instructions.

"This should be normally closed, but it's written as normally open in Chinese. With the current connection, the execution end will take action even before the condition is met."

Teacher Fang took the translation manuscript and looked at it for a moment in the direction she pointed.

"I've checked this page. It says 'disconnected' at the back, so the front was treated as 'always open'."

"What follows refers to the actions taken by the equipment."

"Look down one more line."

"I've seen it."

Teacher Fang adjusted his glasses and put the original text and the translation together.

Surrounded by colleagues and students, he had just put the materials he had been working on for several days on the table when a student pointed out a mistake in front of everyone, which naturally made him look unhappy.

An older teacher took the original text and read it back and forth twice.

"Foreign manufacturers use slightly different names; it could just be a difference in terminology. The circuit was checked yesterday; let's power it on today and see if there's a problem before shutting it down."

The technician also said:

"The motor isn't big; there's still time to trip it once we realize what's happening."

Lin Xiuhe pointed to the limit mechanism next to the control cabinet.

"Once the motor starts moving, the limit switch will follow. If it really hits its head, it will be too late to break it."

Teacher Fang's finger stopped at the last sentence of the original text.

He read the two paragraphs together again, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"Does 'disconnection' here refer to after the action is completed?"

"The route map conveys the same idea."

Lin Xiuhe pulled the drawing to the middle.

The text can be interpreted in two ways, but the contact symbols are very clear, and the terminal numbers do not match the annotations on the translated manuscript.

Teacher Fang picked up her pen and drew a line next to "常开" (always open), but hesitated to draw the line.

The older teacher asked:

"Can we verify the signal first? If the equipment isn't working today, all subsequent arrangements will have to be postponed."

"Disconnect the execution end and use the test light to send the control signal."

Lin Xiuhe opened the toolbox.

"If the light doesn't turn on when the conditions aren't met, the translation is correct. If it turns on prematurely, the circuit breaker can't be switched on."

The technician reconnected the wires as she instructed.

Teacher Fang stood by, flipping through the original text and checking the terminal numbers, his forehead gradually beading with sweat.

Several more students gathered outside the door.

Someone asked what the problem was, and someone nearby said there might be an error in the translation. Teacher Fang heard this, and when she turned the pages, she used too much force, almost tearing the corner of the paper.

When Professor Chen came in, the test cables had just been connected.

The older teacher briefly recounted what had happened.

Professor Chen placed the enamel mug on the windowsill.

"Did the execution end disconnect?"

"It's disconnected."

"Then let's test the signal."

The technician connected the control power supply.

According to the annotations in the translated text, the start-up conditions have not yet been met, and the test light should be off.

The light bulb lit up on the spot.

The technician immediately cut off the power.

"The signal was sent out ahead of schedule."

Everyone in the room gathered around the blueprints.

Teacher Fang stared at the light bulb that had already gone out, her face turning red and white in turns. Then she picked up her pen, crossed out "normally open", and wrote "normally closed" next to it.

The ink bleeds into a small patch.

He turned to the next page and quickly found another identical annotation.

"There's more to come."

The older teacher took the test record.

"The formal power-on is cancelled. Let's finish reviewing all the materials first."

Someone at the door whispered that the past few days of preparation had been for nothing.

Teacher Fang heard clearly and paused for a moment while holding the translation manuscript.

"I'll cover the time lost."

Lin Xiuhe put the test leads back into the toolbox.

"Stopping now will only delay things by one day. But if problems arise after the equipment is sent out, the delays will extend beyond just this laboratory."

Teacher Fang looked up at her.

"You know how to save face for others."

I was referring to the equipment.

Teacher Fang paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

"Fine, they still didn't leave any for me."

Several technicians began disconnecting the wires, rechecking the terminal numbers against the original documentation. Lin Xiuhe sat down on the other side of the long table, only marking the corresponding diagrams and the sequence of actions where there were any questions.

At first, Teacher Fang buried herself in translating, but after a while, she pushed a page of information over to him.

"What about this sentence? I think it means 'keep it running after startup'."

Lin Xiuhe compared the route map.

"The first half of the sentence is yes, the second half refers to a fault disconnection."

"No wonder the more I flipped through it, the more confused I got."

"You're only focusing on the words."

Teacher Fang tapped the drawing with her pen.

"If you don't look at the words in the equipment manual, what do you look at?"

"We'll have to see how it moves."

"Do you look at pictures like this when you're learning a foreign language?"

"I used the same approach when I was learning control engineering to study foreign languages."

Teacher Fang was speechless after being silenced by her words, and shook her head after a moment.

"The students are teaching the teacher."

"You asked."

"Okay, I asked."

He moved the remaining documents closer to her.

"Let's look at the next few pages together."

The two of them compared the original text with the actions on the route map. In addition to the initial error, they found two more statements that could easily be misunderstood.

The lunch bell rang once, but the people inside still hadn't left.

Mr. Fang re-annotated the terminal numbers next to the translated manuscript, writing much more slowly than in the morning. After turning each page, he first went to the corresponding position on the drawing before handing it to the technician for verification.

Only after all the key parts were corrected did the older teacher close the notebook.

"The power will be officially connected tomorrow."

"I'll go through the rest of the materials again tonight," Teacher Fang said.

Professor Chen pulled out a list from the work schedule.

"The imported equipment trial group is still missing one student."

He pushed the paper in front of Lin Xiuhe.

"You participate."

Teacher Fang immediately said:

"Count her in for document review too."

Professor Chen asked:

"You were just complaining about people pointing out your mistakes in public, but now you're willing to let it go?"

Teacher Fang held up the revised translation.

"If we don't let her watch it today, we'll have to stop again tomorrow."

The technician was laughing nearby.

"Then you owe more than just one meal."

"Please go ahead."

Teacher Fang turned to Lin Xiuhe and asked:

"You have classes this afternoon?"

"One section."

"Come back after class. I'll take care of your meals."

"Just come back before the cafeteria closes."

"You're quite impolite."

"You said it first."

Teacher Fang pushed her glasses up a little.

"Fine, I guess I spoke too quickly."

Professor Chen listened from the side and tapped the list with his pen.

"Sign first. You can discuss the meal yourselves."

Lin Xiuhe wrote her name on the list of trial group members.

Teacher Fang handed over the translated manuscript again.

"The reviewer also needs to sign. In the future, it should be clear who made what changes, so that if any problems arise, everyone can be blamed on one person."

Lin Xiuhe took the pen and wrote her name in the review column.

Professor Chen placed the temporary work permit in her hand.

"The power will be officially switched on tomorrow, and you'll be there too."

"it is good."

The people in the lab gradually went to eat, leaving the technicians behind to tidy up the disassembled wiring. Professor Fang, carrying the remaining translation manuscript, chased after her to the door, then turned back and called out:

"Don't come too late in the afternoon."

Lin Xiuhe tucked her work ID into her textbook.

"Mark the page numbers you need to read tonight."

Teacher Fang paused in her tracks.

"I'm treating you to dinner, and you expect me to do the work first?"

"Or we can continue to stop tomorrow."

Teacher Fang clutched the materials tightly and walked quickly outside.

"I understand. You're even harder to manage than Professor Chen."

Professor Chen picked up the tea, which had gone cold.

"Did you hear that?"

Lin Xiuhe puts on her schoolbag.

He said you're easier to talk to.