Siheyuan: Rebirth of the Silly Pillar, with incredible understanding

Class 1, Department of Mechanical Engineering, Tsinghua University.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the class, he walked straight to his seat. There are still two professional classes this morning, so he still needs to wait until the professional classes are over before going to see Professor Sun.

After seeing He Yuzhu's arrival, Jiang Wenhui and two or three classmates' eyes flashed, and then they gathered around.

"Zhuzi, what have you considered about applying for the engineer exam that Professor Sun mentioned last time?"

These are the top students in the class. Their theoretical knowledge and practical skills are ranked among the best in the entire Mechanical Department. They are also the students who Professor Sun said are making faster progress in their studies. This batch. They also participated in the first batch of applications for engineers.

In response, He Yuzhu also nodded slightly: "Well, I will submit an essay to Professor Sun today and then I can apply for the exam." ’

Hand in another paper?

Hearing this, Jiang Wenhui and others couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Zhuzi, what are you..."

You know, to apply for the ninth-level engineer exam, the requirements are to publish a qualified paper and have a certain foundation of practical skills. Even though they are all top students in the class, it takes a lot of money to complete these requirements. It took a lot of effort, and in their memory, Zhuzhu seemed to have gone to Professor Sun several times just for his papers, right? Have you never passed the paper? This shouldn't be the case. Judging from the level of the pillars, even they passed it successfully after revising it several times. There is no reason for the pillars to fail.

Seeing this, He Yuzhu explained again: "I want to apply for the eighth-level engineer exam, so I need to publish more papers."

After hearing what Zhu Zhu said, these people were completely dumbfounded.

? ? ?

Level 8 engineer? ? ?

Everyone wants to apply for the ninth-level engineer exam, which they have struggled to qualify for. Even though they may not be able to pass the exam, Zhuzhu wants to take the eighth-level engineer exam directly?

They didn't even think about it in this direction when they first thought about it. It was really... too outrageous. Even Jiang Wenhui, who had a relatively mature mind, was a little uneasy at this time.

"Zhuzi, this eighth-level engineer is no joke. If you fail, you will have to wait until next year..."

Jiang Wenhui stopped mid-sentence, "Zhuzi, if you apply for the eighth-level engineer exam, then your thesis..."

Jiang Wenhui suddenly thought that to apply for the ninth-level engineer, you need to publish at least one paper, but what about the eighth-level engineer? In other words, during this period of time when Zhu Zhu was going back and forth to Professor Sun, was he submitting different papers?

When everyone was struggling to revise a paper, Zhu Zhu had already published several papers? ?

He Yuzhu nodded at this: "Well, submitting this article is enough to qualify for the exam."

At this time, several other students also reacted. Their eyes when looking at He Yuzhu became weird, as if they were looking at some monster. At the same time, a sense of powerlessness arose in their hearts.

We are all top-notch talents from all over the country. Is the gap between people so big? ?

After a brief moment of silence, Jiang Wenhui took a deep breath, as if to adjust his inner emotions, and then said to everyone: "Um, class is about to start, so go back to your seat first, this person who is applying for the engineer exam It’s okay, let’s go directly to Professor Sun after class.”

Having said that, Jiang Wenhui also looked at He Yuzhu, but his expression was a little twisted and weird at this time. He couldn't help it, the impact of this incident was too great. Originally, everyone was in the same class, even though he knew Zhu Zhu's usual grades. Yes, but this guy published several papers and even directly applied for the eighth-level engineer exam. Who can stand this thing?

Seeing this, He Yuzhu seemed to know what Jiang Wenhui was thinking, but he smiled and said: "Brother Jiang, I'm just lucky. I saw a few mechanical inspirations over there in the laboratory building. You can go experiment more if you have nothing to do. Walking around the building or factory was very inspiring for our thesis topic selection and research direction.”

This is not nonsense from He Yuzhu. Although he was so exaggerated because of his own tricks, his incredible understanding only allowed him to master the theory. The research paper still required He Yuzhu to explore the subject matter direction on his own. Of course, this is also related to this era.

Nowadays, the country has just been established, and all kinds of waste are being developed. The talent gap in heavy industry such as this is even more huge. In the domestic field of machinery, there is basically a blank. Therefore, if you choose any direction, you can have countless research topics. Unlike in later generations, the research tracks in all walks of life are already crowded, and a certain research direction can even be divided into more than a dozen ways, which means that it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

Listening to He Yuzhu's words, Jiang Wenhui understood Zhu Zhu's character and could hear the sincerity in his words, so his eyes gradually brightened.

It turns out that Zhu Zhu published so many papers because he found inspiration in these ways. It seems that he can no longer stay at home all the time. Going out more and studying with Zhu Zhu will also be beneficial to his own research.

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A week later, Tsinghua University.

When He Yuzhu came out of the teaching building, there were not many students here.

Today is Friday, approaching the weekend, and He Yuzhu has been in the laboratory for a long time, so it is normal for there to be few people.

"Zhuzi, do you usually do this?"

At the same time, Jiang Wenhui's voice sounded from the side.

That's right, since He Yuzhu applied for the eighth-level engineer that day, Jiang Wenhui seemed to be stimulated. In other words, the top talents in the mechanical department were all stimulated after learning that He Yuzhu actually directly applied for the eighth-level engineer.

Although Zhu Zhu was kind enough to remind him of some skills last time, Jiang Wenhui simply let Zhu Zhu take him with him when he usually studied. He wanted to take a closer look at how Zhu Zhu learned and how he could behave so outrageously.

Today, He Yuzhu took Jiang Wenhui to spend a day in the laboratory. Although there was some difference between this place and the factory workshop, it was enough for students like them to get some initial practice.

But He Yuzhu's performance in the laboratory refreshed Jiang Wenhui's understanding.

When He Yuzhu arrived at the laboratory, he did not do some of the high-end techniques Jiang Wenhui expected. Instead, he focused on the simplest techniques, including the disassembly, installation, and maintenance of mechanical parts. This kind of work, let alone the top students in the class, even the most ordinary students have mastered it after just a few simple operations at the beginning of school.

After all, they are students of Tsinghua University. Even if they are ordinary students in the class, they are still the best of their age outside. It's just that there is a gap between them and Zhuzi and the others.

But for such a simple job, the pillars are constantly repeated, disassembling the parts, and then continuing to install them, or when polishing the parts, they take the trouble to use the most basic skills to polish them.

These things are not difficult, but few people can do it repeatedly like Zhuzi.

At first, Jiang Wenhui was a little confused, but at the end of the day, after watching Zhu Zhu's study in the laboratory, Jiang Wenhui seemed to understand somewhat.

They focus too much on learning some skills, but ignore the most essential principles of machinery.

Practice makes perfect, and laying a good foundation is the key. This can also be applied to mechanical theory. After thinking about this, Jiang Wenhui suddenly felt enlightened, and his eyes looked at Zhuzi with a different look.

Everyone understands this truth, but this kind of boringness is not something ordinary people can persist in. For a moment, Jiang Wenhui felt that it was no surprise that Zhuzi could become the only student in their department to apply for the eighth-level engineer exam.

In this regard, if He Yuzhu knew what he was thinking, he would probably twitch the corners of his mouth.

The reason why I do these simple basic skills is entirely because I have the system and can improve quickly.

It’s not that difficult operations cannot be done, but basic operations are more cost-effective.

Of course, what Jiang Wenhui thinks is not unreasonable. For things like machinery, practical operation is really the most important. The foundation must be laid solidly. If Jiang Wenhui can really continue to do what he has learned today, it will only be good for him. .

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At the weekend, He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard with Yuyu to see He Daqing and Chen Juan.

Under the circumstances of the comprehensive restructuring of the steel rolling mill, the back kitchen canteen has not changed much. After all, this place relies on craftsmanship. The cooking is not delicious, no matter others, just the workers who eat in the canteen every day. You have to be the first to be unwilling. Therefore, He Daqing's position in the canteen has not changed much. At most, his rank has been changed, and his salary is a little less than before. However, with subsidies such as food stamps, his life is still comfortable.

As for the master Li Baoguo, He Yuzhu also got to know him, and his position has not changed. He is still the head chef of the second canteen. In terms of status, Li Baoguo is more stable than He Daqing. After all, this is the serious chef of Hongbin Restaurant and a former candidate for the state banquet. In the kitchen, a place where strength is recognized, Li Baoguo is absolutely the one and only person.

Of course, many times, the official people in the factory wanted to invite Li Baoguo to be a small stove master, that is, to help the leadership prepare reception meals and the like, and the treatment offered was not low, but Li Baoguo declined them all. .

Although with his skills, making such a big dish in the cafeteria is an underachievement, a veteran like Li Baoguo would not feel any dissatisfaction.

In today's situation, it's hard to see how to make small dishes. Just stay in the cafeteria and be his head chef.

When He Yuzhu brought Yu Yu to the entrance of the courtyard, he heard several quarrels coming from the middle courtyard.

He Yuzhu frowned slightly when he heard the sound. He had sharp ears and eyes, and he immediately heard that one of the voices belonged to Aunt Chen.

Why is there such a quarrel?

In my impression, Aunt Chen married into the courtyard and was a good person. She was not a troublemaker, but she was not a bad person either.

Thinking about it, He Yuzhu pushed the bicycle and Yu Yu entered the yard faster.

When passing by the front yard, I didn't even see the third uncle's family.

Soon, when He Yuzhu arrived at the middle courtyard, some neighbors were already surrounding him.

Among them, the third uncle was there, but his face seemed a little helpless.

At the same time, Mrs. Jia Zhang was also standing at the door with a stick: "Chen, let me tell you, stop talking nonsense! How can I not know about my good grandson? How old is he this year? He is three years old. Ah! A three-year-old child, you tell me that he steals your things? I think you are a committee member of the neighborhood and don’t know your last name!"

At the same time, opposite her, after hearing these words, Chen Juan was very angry despite her usually gentle personality, "Ms. Jia Zhang, I'm here to talk to you, please keep your mouth clean." !”

"Clean it up? You're from a rural area..."

Just as Jia Zhang was about to retaliate, she saw He Yuzhu and He Yuyu coming in from the entrance of the courtyard, and she subconsciously swallowed back the bad words in her mouth.

There is no way, He Yuzhu is now eighteen years old, about 1.8 meters tall, and he still practices martial arts all year round. Just standing there will make him feel a bit oppressive, not to mention that Jia Zhang has learned from this guy before, he is You really dare to hit someone.

"Aunt Chen, what's going on?"

He Yuzhu glanced at Mrs. Jia Zhang lightly. It was a good thing that the old pious lady didn't curse. Otherwise, he would have slapped her hard if she had scolded Aunt Chen in front of him.

Soon, when Chen Juan told He Yuzhu what happened, He Yuzhu also raised his head and looked towards Jia Zhang.

Well, it turned out that a pound of bacon that was hung outside to dry was stolen by BangGeng. As for why Chen Juan knew it was BangGeng who had stolen it, it was naturally because she saw the rope tying the bacon at the door of Jia's house. In addition, Banggan's methods of stealing meat were poor, and his clothes were stained with a dark oil stain on the bacon. Chen Juan saw it directly, so she went to the Jia family to ask.

Moreover, Chen Juan's tone was not a question, but a normal inquiry. As a result, Jia Zhang went straight to the fight and started shouting, which attracted many people to come and watch the fun.

Because the steel rolling mill had not finished get off work in the afternoon, Jia Zhang directly dragged Yan Bugui, the third uncle, over and insisted on letting him come over to comment.

After figuring out what happened, He Yuzhu almost understood the matter.

Aunt Chen saw the stains on the bacon rope and Banggeng. In addition, He Yuzhu didn't know about Banggian. The blood of the Thief Saint had really been awakened since he was a child.

As the third uncle, Yan Bugui screamed wildly after being pulled over by Jia Zhang. After all, stealing bacon could be big or small, but everyone in the courtyard knew the character of Jia Zhang. If It's not necessary, Yan Bugui really doesn't want to deal with this kind of person.

Seeing Zhuzi looking over, Yan Bugui hurriedly came over and said, "Zhuzi, I think it's better to wait until your father and the others get off work, and we'll come back to the courtyard to check it out."

These words were for Zhuzi's sake. After He Daqing came back, if nothing else, at least he wouldn't suffer any loss.

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