Isn’t scientific research exciting? What entertainment industry do you want to join?

Staying in the faculty office building of the ChiU University of Science and Technology until 12 noon, Ning Fanxin went downstairs and immediately got on her electric donkey and rushed to the school gate to have lunch.

Time was tight, so she didn't dare to go too far away to eat something too complicated, so she just ate something nearby.

At 1 o'clock, I returned to the dormitory and took a nap. In the afternoon, I got up and rode a small electric donkey to the University of Science and Technology opposite.

The Department of Mechanical Engineering of the General University of Science and Technology is located in the easternmost corner. The place is quite large, but there are few people and few buildings, so it looks a bit desolate.

It was already 2:40 when Ning Fanxin's little e-mule came out and slipped downstairs of the office complex.

After locking the eDonkey, she went straight to the elevator. She happened to see that the elevator door was about to be closed. She shouted at the top of her voice: "Wait for me in the elevator, I want to go upstairs too!"

The elevator door opened in response, and Ning Fanxin rushed in with her head buried in her chest. When she looked up, she saw only a middle-aged man in blue work clothes standing inside.

"Uh...thank you!" She bowed politely, and when she saw the person opposite nodded, she turned around and wanted to press the floor.

At first glance, the only number that lit up on the button was 5, and Ning Fanxin felt a thump in his heart.

Ning Fanxin: It can’t be such a coincidence that the person in the elevator is the person I’m looking for, right?

"Which floor do you want to go to, little classmate?" The middle-aged man probably noticed that she hadn't pressed the floor yet, so he kindly reminded her.

"Uh... the floor I want to go to is the same as yours." Regardless of whether it is true or not, first pay attention to the correctness.

In the bright elevator mirror, Ning Fanxin could clearly see the middle-aged man raising his eyebrows: "Oh? Your last name is Ning, right?"

"Uh... yes, my name is Ning Fanxin. Are you Director Zheng?" Ning Fanxin was careful to maintain the formal attitude of a student as he replied.

"I'm not very talented, but my surname is Zheng." The middle-aged man's expression didn't show any emotion or anger, "Xiao Ning is very punctual, so you should continue to do so in the future."

"Okay, director, I will work hard!" Ning Fanxin responded respectfully, followed him out of the elevator, and walked directly to the last office in the passage.

"Principal Lin said that you are interested in mechanical manufacturing and design, so please come with me to the design office today." A certain director, known as a madman, opened the key cabinet and took out two large bunches of keys.

He locked the cabinet door with his backhand and took the new student downstairs in the elevator.

Ning Fanxin, a pure newbie, followed stupidly behind, all the way to a design room that was as big as two classrooms.

Standing at the door and looking in, I saw that the design room was filled with all kinds of machinery, including large-scale semi-finished products and various small and medium-sized components.

As soon as Zheng Haijin, who was dressed in blue work clothes, entered the huge design room, she felt like a fish returning to the embrace of the mother of the sea. She was like a fish in the water, swimming happily.

"Come on, come over here, take a look at these iron bumps. Can you tell anything?" He waved to the new student who was standing at the door in a daze.

Ning Fanxin walked over with a stupefied look on his face: "Director, I am a peasant boy who came from the mountains. I basically don't know these things."

"Are you from the mountains?" Zheng Haijin glanced at her unexpectedly and found that she had a calm expression on her face, as if it was no big deal to reveal her identity.

As far as he knows, many students who come from poor backgrounds, especially those from rural areas, have an inferiority complex about their origins.

Like this little girl, there are not many people who talk about their poor background in such an ordinary way.

In fact, a person's origin is not very important. What people often value most is their own acquired achievements, and they will not blindly dwell on the issue of origin. I don’t know if this little girl really sees through this, so she doesn’t feel inferior?

"Yes, Director, so my knowledge is relatively shallow, please don't take it off." Ning Fanxin nodded sincerely, saying that his vision was really not broad enough.

Zheng Haijin thought for a while, then pointed at each one one by one and gave her a detailed introduction.

Although Ning Fanxin has never seen the real thing, she has seen many of the pictures and theories that can be searched on the Internet, so as soon as she listens to him talk about it, she can connect the real thing with the pictures and words.

Zheng Haijin soon discovered that this little freshman, who claimed to have little knowledge, could understand many of the things he said, and could draw inferences from one instance to another, and the questions he asked were very to the point.

One of the two people was responsible for explaining, and the other listened and occasionally asked a question or two. They spent the afternoon in the design room until six o'clock without realizing it.

When a certain director's phone rang, the two realized that it was getting late.

"Old Zheng, I said you forget where home is when you go out, don't you? You don't even look at what time it is? You haven't bought groceries yet and come back to cook. Aren't you hungry? Aren't my children and I hungry?!" Phone call The female voice in it was very angry as soon as she opened her mouth.

Zheng Haijin quickly covered her cell phone, waved her hand to signal Ning Fanxin to go first, lowered her head and whispered back: "Please keep your voice down, I'm taking care of the students here, how bad is it for the students to hear me?"

"Taking students? School hasn't started yet. What kind of students are you taking? You have to think of a better excuse to scare me, okay?" The person on the other end of the phone obviously didn't believe it.

Ning Fanxin had already walked out of the door, and heard the aggrieved voice of a certain director from a distance: "Really, I didn't lie to you. Wasn't this arranged by Principal Lin who called me before going to bed last night?"