Chapter 88 Class
"Xu Damao, you are such a heartless person. I married you out of kindness, and you treat my family like this?"

There is no need to guess to know that the sound came from Xu Damao's house in the backyard.

Wu Caijuan was bound to fight because of what happened today. Her brother had already gone to jail, so even if their relationship was not good, she had to fight.

"Wu Caijuan, you are making trouble here. Damn it, you have only been here for a few days and you are already flirting with a young widow in the compound. If you stay any longer, you will kill someone in the compound. You still have the nerve to make a fuss here. Are you afraid that the neighbors will laugh at you?"

After all, Xu Damao was the king of talking in the compound. He had never won a fight, but talking was his strong point. Except for the loss to Jia Zhang, he had never been afraid of anyone.

"That's because you are incompetent. You can't arrange a job for me even when I ask you to. If you had entered the factory earlier, would this have happened?" Wu Caijuan pointed at Xu Damao's nose and scolded.

"If you have the ability, go find it yourself. Do you think this is your pigsty and you can stay there for two days if you want? How do you have that ability?" Xu Damao is no pushover either.

There was a fierce quarrel at the Xu family, and the whole compound could hear it clearly, which made everyone feel very excited.

"Okay, this compound is in turmoil again." Yang Zhenyu said helplessly.

"I think so too. Wu Caijuan looks very timid on weekdays. Why is she so fierce today?" Zhou Qianqian said.

Zhou Qianqian had only been in the factory for a few months, less than half a year, and she had already known about Xu Damao's bad reputation. How could the older workers who had worked there for a longer time not know about it?
"Look at what you said. Who are you looking down on? Even though there is nothing going on in our infirmary usually, all the sick workers in the factory go to us for treatment. So we must be more informed. I know a lot of inside information." Zhou Qianqian glared at Yang Zhenyu and said.

"Is there any inside information?" Yang Zhenyu said with a twitching mouth.

"Go to bed, go to bed right away, Madam Leader." Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"I don't think so. Xu Damao is not an easy person to deal with. Even though I have only been in the factory for a short time, I have heard from the workers that Xu Damao has a bad reputation." Zhou Qianqian said.

"That's right. I can't compare with you, the deputy chief engineer. You do all the big things. We, the small workers, just listen to gossip to pass the time." Zhou Qianqian suddenly turned into a great Yin-Yang master.

"You want to be beaten, don't you?" Yang Zhenyu said as he tickled Zhou Qianqian's waist. The part Zhou Qianqian was most afraid of being tickled was her waist.

"You're not listening!" Yang Zhenyu slapped Zhou Qianqian at an indescribable place.

"Are you still talking nonsense?" Yang Zhenyu said.

Zhou Qianqian burst into laughter instantly.

"Hey, even you know about it. It seems that all the workers in our factory know about it. This Xu Damao, wow..." Yang Zhenyu laughed.

"Ha ha……"

"Who knows? Judging from the situation, maybe he can still control Xu Damao." Yang Zhenyu said.

"However, you are right about one thing. I really don't know as much gossip as you do. After all, who would come to my office and tell me gossip for no reason? Even Chen Zhiming and his friends can't be so bored, let alone others. After all, I am a factory leader." Yang Zhenyu said, hugging Zhou Qianqian's waist.

"Yes, big boss, isn't the big boss going to bed yet?"

"No, no." Zhou Qianqian begged for mercy immediately.

The weather was calm for several days and nothing major happened.

Yang Zhenyu is still in the final stages of writing and reviewing the textbooks.

The school term is getting closer and closer. If I don't hurry up and hand it in, I'm afraid it will be too late to use it when school starts. Yang Zhenyu mainly teaches only two courses, one is mechanical design and the other is electronics. There are two days of classes, and the schedule is very tight.

"Today is the first day of school, and also my first day teaching at Beijing University of Technology. In this class, we will not talk about what is in the textbooks, but only talk about why we need to study and why we need to learn mechanical manufacturing."

"Students all know that we should study for the rise of China..."

In fact, students have heard these truths countless times.

Our teachers taught us this when we were in middle school. Now that they are in college, we teach them again and they still believe in it. Why?
Because the college students of this period were all born in the war years and had seen scenes of war and chaos when they were young.

"Teacher, why did you study mechanical manufacturing?" a student raised his hand and asked.

"Who told you that I studied mechanical manufacturing?" Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"what?"

The students were confused by Yang Zhenyu's words. If he wasn't studying mechanical manufacturing, why did he come to teach this course?

"This question goes back to the question of why we should study. The reason why I came into contact with mechanical manufacturing is because the country needed it, so I gave up what I originally studied and concentrated on studying machinery. Now in the field of mechanics, I can be considered to have achieved some academic success. Although I may not be as good as those great masters, there is still no problem for me to come here to teach." Yang Zhenyu said.

"What major did you study before?"

"I majored in physics, but later my teacher told me that the country lacked talents in mechanics. So I took mechanics as an elective, and fortunately, I lived up to my teacher's high expectations."

When it comes to studying, Yang Zhenyu has never been inferior to anyone. When it comes to studying, no one can beat him. After all, he is a cheat.

"Okay, let's get back to the point. Mechanical manufacturing can produce machines for many industries. On the one hand, it can reduce production costs and free up more labor. On the other hand, it can enable all walks of life to develop rapidly..."

"Does anyone among you want to talk about why you want to study mechanical manufacturing?" Yang Zhenyu said standing on the podium.

However, on the first day of class, these students did not know their teacher's temper and did not dare to speak casually.

So at this time the classroom became silent.

"Since no one is willing to step forward, let's ask the only female student in the class to speak. Other girls either study literature and history, or study medicine or foreign languages. Why did you choose such a major?" Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Me? When I was a child, I often heard my father talk about how powerful the American cannons were and how advanced the American planes were. I asked someone and found out that mechanical majors can create machines that can make more advanced cannons. I think our country's cannons will definitely surpass those of the United States." said the girl.

"Very good. I'm not a history teacher, so I won't talk about how the United States became so powerful. The history teachers will tell you. I will only talk about why we need to be strong, because only when we are strong enough can we avoid being bullied..."

"Speaking of cannons, ever since a hundred years ago, when the Qing Dynasty... Ugh, sorry, my throat is stuck, the gate was opened by cannons, we must understand what cannons are used for. Cannons are used to measure the land area. Do you all understand what I mean?"

The students were very excited after listening to this class. Although they did not learn any knowledge from books, the knowledge Yang Zhenyu taught them will benefit them for the rest of their lives.

The principal and others who were listening to the class outside the window were also very satisfied with Yang Zhenyu's lesson. At least this lecture was politically correct, without nonsense, and very rhythmic.

The knowledge in the book was not taught until the second class.

After the first class, the students studied more seriously.

(End of this chapter)