Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

“The opportunity has been created for you, whether you can seize it depends on yourself.

Students behind me, please help me to screen and pick out the best ones.

The better they are, the easier it will be for you in the future.”

After throwing the finished file to Xiao Cheng, Fang Xiang gave some instructions and turned back to continue writing his outline.

"Good professor."

Xiao Cheng naturally saw the big word "Recorded" in the upper right corner, and immediately took out the file happily and put it aside.

Continue to look through the files behind it carefully.

However, there are still too many files, and they were recommended by Sun Yat-sen University and South China University of Technology.

Needless to say, he is an excellent student.

It is not difficult to select a group of top students from these excellent students, but the final number of people makes Fang Xiang worried.

Looking at the more than 20 files in my hand, it seems that each one is worth training.

But the number was too large, and Fang Xiang doubted whether he could bring them out.

"Principal Sun, I want to ask you something."

But soon, Fang Xiang found a solution and called Principal Sun directly.

"Professor Fang, please speak."

Principal Sun's voice immediately came from the receiver.

"It's like this. In our school and the school next door, how many graduate students do professors usually supervise?"

Fang Xiang directly asked about the situation that he didn't quite understand at the moment.

"There are about 10 to 20 at most, and about 7 to 8 at least. How many did you choose, Professor Fang?"

Principal Sun immediately understood the situation Fang Xiang was facing and immediately gave him a number.

"You bring so many? Can you bring them here?"

When Fang Xiang was studying for a doctorate, there were only about a dozen graduate students and doctoral students under his supervisor.

Moreover, there are clear indicators for the number of people in later generations, and you can't just bring as many as you want.

“There’s nothing we can do about it. These past two years have coincided with the graduation of the first few batches of college students, and many people have applied for graduate school.

Professor Fang, you are not unaware that in the past few years, many professors either retired or recuperated.

In theory, there are requirements for how many students one person can teach, but there are only so many professors who are qualified to teach.

But now the country is beginning to attach importance to education, and many people are applying for postgraduate studies. This is the only solution.

Professor Fang, it's different for you. There are no restrictions on your side, otherwise I would worry about your time and energy.

I wish I could give you all those hundred or so."

Principal Sun also explained it very clearly on the phone. It was a historical issue, coupled with the high enthusiasm of students to apply for the exam.

Isn't it just that the proportion exceeds too much?

In the end, Principal Sun wished that all the more than one hundred students could be crammed into Fang Xiang's room.

"You must be joking. I'm not Sun Wukong. I can't take care of more than a hundred students. I simply can't.

I originally thought I would only bring three or five, but I didn't expect there would be so many."

Fang Xiang immediately understood what Principal Sun was thinking. With more than a hundred people, he would not be able to handle them all, even if he died.

If it weren’t for his good memory, he might not even remember all the names. . .

So, when I spoke, I was a little careful and only said three or five things.

"That won't work, how can three or five people do that?

Professor Fang, you are not someone else. Putting aside other things, a GAC ​​should be able to accommodate at least fifty people, right?

If you can't bring it, you can ask the senior engineers in the factory for help.

So many students are the country's wealth. Professor Fang, you must help them and not ruin their future!"

When Principal Sun heard Fang Xiang say that he only planned to take three or five people, he immediately became anxious.

In fact, he didn't expect Fang Xiang to bring too much at the beginning, but after all, there was a huge GAC there, right?

It’s okay for other factories, but GAC has more than a hundred senior engineers.

These senior engineers are not teachers and are not qualified to teach students.

But they all have real skills. Even if they are just guiding these graduate students in the disguised way of taking on apprentices, they are still better than ordinary professors.

Speaking of it, the professors teaching in schools also have senior titles, but these professors are mainly engaged in teaching or scientific research, and many of them have even squeezed up by building relationships and connections over the years. They have no practical experience at all, and are completely different from the senior engineers in the factory.

When students reach the graduate level, they need more practical experience than theory, and in this regard, senior engineers have a great advantage.

Besides, the factory has resources and benefits that are countless outside, right?

Come to think of it, I have been supervising graduate students for several years. How can I not arrange a job for them?

After all, after taking care of students for a long time, they have developed feelings for them. It’s not too much to arrange a job for them, right?!

"Principal Sun, I understand your idea, but the factory emphasizes practice over theory.

There is no problem in arranging senior engineers to take on students and apprentices.

But the key is whether they are willing or not, and also, this is not the way to supervise graduate students.

We also have to consider whether the students are willing or not, right?

Besides, there is the issue of compliance or not, and this is something that cannot be avoided.

How about this, I'll do as you said and take twenty.

No matter how many there are, I really don’t have the energy to take them all, and I’m afraid I won’t even be able to remember their names.”

Fang Xiang understood Principal Sun's thoughts very well, but rules are rules. Even if we put the rules aside, we still have to consider the opinions of the senior engineers and students, right?

"Too few, too few, thirty, at least thirty, right?

If it’s any less, I won’t be able to explain to Mr. Li in Zhongshan.

I also have no way to explain to the provincial government and the ministry. I had to risk my reputation to ask for funding for the construction of a new campus this year.

I just want to train more talents for the country. If I can't keep up and the department blames me later, I'd rather not have this position.

But the children have no future, and I really...

Professor Fang, please consider this as a favor."

When Principal Sun heard Fang Xiang say twenty, he still refused to give in. His reasons moved Fang Xiang so much.

"Why...

All right, thirty is thirty, but next time, you can’t give me so many…”

Fang Xiang sighed. He was well aware of the current situation. The more the better.

There's always something to do, right?

But there are too many people, and his energy is limited after all. He can't teach students according to their aptitude. He can only watch them come when the time comes.

Soon, Principal Sun hung up the phone as he expressed his gratitude.

"Add a few more, and make it thirty."

Fang Xiang looked at the brown paper bag on the table, shook his head, and said something to Xiao Cheng.

"okay."

Xiao Cheng is also very smart. When Fang wanted to make a phone call just now, he heard everything clearly and naturally didn't waste any words.

Soon, he picked out a few more copies from the file bag and put them together with the ones he had just selected.

“Call Xiao Fan later and ask him to ask the engineers above level 7 in the factory to see if they are willing to help me train graduate students as apprentices.

If you have any, tell me the number, and ask Xiao Fan if he is willing to bring a few too."

Fang Xiang took the brown paper bag and stuffed it back into his hand, hesitated for a long time, but finally gave in.

He turned around and said something to Xiao Cheng.

"okay."

Xiao Cheng still agreed readily, and then called Xiao Fan in front of Fang Xiang.

“Brother Fan said it was no problem, he could help take care of two or three of them, the kind that would take care of them with care.

As for the senior engineers, I’m afraid we’ll have to wait a few days to count them.”

Soon, Xiao Cheng put down the phone and looked at Fang Xiang.

"Well, I see."

Fang Xiang nodded, picked up the phone that Xiao Cheng had just put down, hesitated for a long time, and finally dialed a number.

"President Lu, there is something I need to discuss with you..."