Knight of the Light

Zhang Gaoyuan opened his eyes, and there was a black rumbling in front of him. He reached out to touch the glasses on the side of the bed. He didn't touch anything for a long time. He could only figure out the situation by touching the bed and getting up.

It's a bit exaggerated to say that the sleeping chase shop is actually eight high and low beds in a house. A dozen people live in one room, and if there are vacant beds, they are used to store luggage.

Such a crowded living environment is not because the group is reluctant to make money, but Zhou Qingfeng's link network is only 500 meters away, and people must be brought together.

The specially-appointed experts came all the way to preach and receive jobs, so they couldn't be crowded, so they could only wrong their own people. As more than a dozen students live together as much as possible, they have to line up to go to the toilet when they wake up.

But Zhang Gaoyuan and Zhang Gong got used to it. He is from the old city Honghe Automobile Factory. In the 1970s, the factory had a few engineers and a group of technical school graduates as the backbone, relying on a lot of blood to make cars.

Less than 400 vehicles were built in seven years.

The chassis beams of other people's houses are made with forging presses. They don't have forging presses, so they can only use their own sledgehammers. The scene is very spectacular, the spirit is commendable, but the technology is really not good.

But this was the only company in Yunnan that could build cars.

In the 1990s, the "Red River" factory could not survive, and it could only sell itself without going bankrupt.

The ‘Holy Light’ simply doesn’t like the piles of broken simple machine tools in the factory, and it really can’t use the piles of workers who cannot keep up with modern production. They can only pick and choose a group of people to become students.

Zhang Gaoyuan is over forty years old. Because he can speak a few words of English, he bit the bullet and came to the Emperor to be an assistant to a foreigner. He never thought he would have this experience.

Bad condition of the guest house? Zhang Gong didn't care at all. I have stayed in a small hotel for a few cents a day on business trips over the years, and now the accommodation provided by the group is good enough.

At least the canteen is open to eat every day, not as exquisite as foreign experts, but definitely rich enough.

On the way to the imperial capital, Zhang Gong was uneasy. The group asked him to learn about hydraulic transmissions from an American professor named Jung, and he was kicking. After seeing Jung, he stammered even more, and he almost couldn't speak.

Jung gave the team the bottom line like a pupil. Zhang Gaoyuan found that many people in his team couldn't even speak English, and his heart was even more chilled. He could feel this foreign professor's contempt for himself.

No way, whoever meets such a group of students can't be interested in teaching. This is too delay.

Next, Jung asked to solve the language difficulties first, and also took the highly professional subject dictionary as the standard. Open the dictionary, everyone in the team is desperate-they are really a bunch of buns, they have never experienced this.

The letters in the dictionary are recognized individually.

The teams in the hostel dormitory are basically like this, and they don't know what to do.

Just as someone retired, everyone was hypnotized and took a nap. Under the suggestion technique, some of the details of past life were ignored by everyone, and instead received a lot of knowledge and information never thought of.

After slumbering for a few hours, he woke up, and Zhang Gong found that his myopia of over 1,000 degrees suddenly healed.

He usually wears glasses that are thicker than the bottom of the pot, otherwise he will have to hold the book very close to see clearly. But it will be dark and sunset, and there will be lights outside the guest house window, and he can see the neon words on the street outside tens of meters away.

"Strange."

Zhang Gong murmured, and went to the bathroom. When he looked in the mirror, he didn't notice any difference, but when he saw his face, he remembered that the sentence he just muttered was in English.

"I am..."

When I open my mouth, I still speak English. It seems that I will not speak Chinese for a while after a long time in English. Zhang Gaoyuan must think about it to restore the normal word order.

"Aren't you hungry when you get up? What time is it now." Zhang Gaoyuan knocked on the bed one by one, shouting everyone else in the room.

More than a dozen people were originally going to study in groups, and no one can tell how they all fell asleep. This would grab the watch and exclaim in the room, but without opening his mouth, he would not shout ‘fuck’, all changed to a western accent like ‘fuck’.

"What's the matter? How do we sleep like pigs?"

"I feel my mind is a little heavy."

"What time is it, I'm really hungry."

"Get up quickly, there should be food in the cafeteria."

"Oh, why are we just a toilet? We have to squat around!"

Under the influence of the suggestion technique, the team members did not realize that they were too strange. They felt that they should have been so, and the wasps rushed out of the dormitory and went straight to the cafeteria of the guest house.

The canteen is crowded with people at this moment, and dozens of teams of students basically wake up at this moment. The people in the cafeteria seemed to be surprised, and they had expected this to be the case. The smell of chicken, duck, fish and shrimp is tangy, just waiting to be eaten.

Zhang Gaoyuan didn't wear glasses, but habitually wiped the fog on his glasses. He stretched out his hand and realized that he was not nearsighted. He froze for a second, then inexplicably said: "What have we learned today?"

"The history of gearbox development." A young student immersed himself in dealing with the whole steamed sea bass without raising his head.

Another student was chewing the leg of lamb and casually said: "Professor Jung said very well. Listening to his lectures can grasp the context and key points of technological development, which is very helpful for future learning."

"Yeah, I just learned that foreign gearboxes have begun to engage in hydraulic systems. The factory I was in was still tossing about mechanical meteor gearboxes, and it was not so good."

"The development abroad is early, and it is indeed worth learning. This time I came to study for further studies. It will not be long before we will have our own hydraulic system..."

There are different opinions, but Zhang Gaoyuan still feels that somehow he feels weird. He asked again: "When do we listen to the class?"

"Isn't it morning?"

"Yeah, I said a lot in the morning."

"Didn't Professor Jung find out for us, and correct our English grammar and accent."

"Hey hey, did you see the table next to it? It sounds like a cardiologist, and the girls are pretty."

The attention of a group of men immediately shifted, and all their eyes moved to the next table. Next to him is another team of students, but most of them are women. Seeing someone staring at them, the girls stared unceremoniously.

"How do you know they are heart surgery?"

"I understand what they are talking about."

"Strange, I also understand a bit. I always feel like I learned something similar somewhere."

People on the same team realized something, and raised their heads from the dining table to look around, listening to the chatting at the next table. They heard some talk about photolithography masks, some about biopharmaceuticals, some about precision instruments, and some even about nuclear energy engineering.

All sorts of mixed voices came to my ears, everyone's conversation was fairly straightforward, and they could understand each other. But it is this ‘understandable’ that brings great weirdness.

In Zhang Gaoyuan's team, a young guy also showed doubts and whispered: "How many days have we studied? How do you feel that you suddenly understand a lot of things."

But someone immediately shouted: "Eat and eat, don't worry about so much. I have to hurry up in the evening when I have time. I really love studying now."

(Tomorrow, the public account will have a meal, this time it is a handy cup. Hahaha..., I did not write the copy. Don’t ask me what experience it is.