Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

So it's an honor for them to be here.

These people who usually live a simple life have a special feeling for Western food.

After Yang Jun sent Qian Duoduo back to the art troupe, he did not leave immediately, but waited patiently in the car.

About ten minutes passed.

Qian Duoduo reappeared and took out two forms from his wallet and handed them to Yang Jun: "Fill out these two forms as soon as possible and hand them back to me. By the way, write more about your expertise."

Qian Duoduo pointed to the specialty column and said to Yang Jun: "Your sister doesn't actually have any special skills." Yang Jun replied after thinking.

Hearing this, she rolled her eyes at him and said, "Are you stupid? Specialties are something you can fill in flexibly during recruitment. Come in first and talk about it later."

Yang Jun felt relieved after hearing this and laughed.

"Is having a big appetite considered a special skill?" This sentence was obviously what he said before teasing Qian Duoduo.

Hearing this, Qian Duoduo's face flushed and she clenched her small fists, wanting to hit him, because she understood what he meant: he was mocking her previous big appetite.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Yang Jun quickly left.

"I'll see you later when I have the chance."

... "

Yang Jun did not return to the steel plant, but planned to go to the school and urge the two girls to fill out the registration form as soon as possible.

In the north of the city, there is a high school where Yang Liu studies, more than ten kilometers away from her home.

While driving on the road, Yang Jun sighed in his heart that life is indeed difficult for children nowadays.

They have to get up before dawn every day and rush to school, braving the biting cold wind, either walking or riding a bicycle. This is almost the daily routine for all students.

Of course, some children from wealthy families will choose to take the bus to school, but for most families, that is a luxury. Their monthly passes become their patent and need to be used by purchasing tickets.

There are elementary school and high school versions of the monthly ticket, which record the name, gender, age and school of the holder. The monthly ticket for elementary school students is three yuan, while that for high school students is five yuan.

In the eyes of the lower classes, this small expense may seem like a luxury.

However, these children are very tenacious and sensible. In order to save a few dollars, they insist on running to school day after day even in freezing weather.

After driving for half an hour, Yang Jun finally arrived at the high school where Yang Liu attended.

He walked to the gatehouse, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it out the window, which was a polite way of showing courtesy to the uncle in front of him who was in charge of the gate.

The old man was in his fifties, with a neat crew cut and some graying hair on the sides, but he stood tall and straight, and one could tell at a glance that he was a military man.

The old man looked at Yang Jun, then at the jeep with the word "Jun" printed on the back, narrowed his eyes, sniffed greedily at the smell of Zhonghua cigarettes, and then said briefly: "Go in and find it yourself."

Hearing this, Yang Jun was slightly surprised.

"Uncle, no need to register?" he asked.

All he got was a wave of the hand. No need to say anything, he seemed to understand.

Looking at the jeep behind him, Yang Jun suddenly felt enlightened. He took out another cigarette from his pocket and put it on the table. "Thank you, old man."

After entering the campus, Yang Jun walked straight towards the teaching building on the left.

The school divided students into different classes according to their academic performance, and my sister was assigned to Class 1 because of her excellent academic performance.

Without much effort, he found Class 1 of Grade 3. At that moment, there was only one girl at the front of the classroom who was studying hard. It was Yang Liu.

Seeing his sister's focused look, he whispered, "Liu'er?" to make sure he wasn't looking at the wrong person.

Hearing the sound, Yang Liu, who was doing her homework, looked at the door in surprise and said in joy: "Brother, why are you here?" She was like a child who had been wronged and ran to tell about the injustice in her heart.

"Where are the others? Why are you here alone?" Yang Jun asked. Yang Liu said dissatisfiedly, "They are all on top." and pointed in the direction of .

Following her gesture, Yang Jun saw a dense black group of young people holding red flags and cheering.

After a quick look, he did not ask any further questions.

He said to her, "Call Rainwater, I'll be waiting at the door."

After receiving the order, Yang Liu ran towards .

Leaving the empty teaching building, Yang Jun sighed, walked out of the school gate and waited outside.

About ten minutes later, Yang Liu and He Yushui came hurriedly. They greeted the gatekeeper politely and then left through the small door next to them.

Seeing the two thin girls, Yang Jun said with concern: "I'll take you out for a good meal." He knew He Yushui might refuse, but he came here to discuss joining the army.

He Yushui stood still, blushing and lowering her head, rubbing her collar. She was obviously hesitating, but Yang Jun saw through her at a glance.

He gave Yang Liu a look.

After receiving the signal, Yang Liu immediately stepped forward, took He Yushui's arm and said, "Let's go." In this way, the group began the planned action.

"Brother Junzi, thank you." He Yushui blushed and let Yang Liu lead her to the hotel.

There was a restaurant opposite the school. Yang Jun parked the car at the door and led the two in.

He bought two dishes at the canteen ticket window, one was braised pork with vermicelli, and the other was stir-fried chicken, and then asked for six white steamed buns.

When checking out, I paid four yuan and thirty cents and 1.02 kilograms of food coupons.

Yang Jun took the two back to their seats and waited for the dishes to be served.

Then he took out the registration forms and gave one to each of them.

"Is this the application form for the Arts Soldier? Is this a real quota for the Arts Soldier? Brother Jun, how did you know I had this idea?"

Yang Liu stared at the form excitedly and shouted.

He Yushui also seemed very excited. The two held hands tightly, with joyful smiles on their faces.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let others hear it." Yang Jun knew the value of these two forms very well.

They are almost an extremely valuable resource, even more valued than finding a stable job.

He pulled a pen from his jacket pocket and handed it to the two men, urging them to fill out the form as quickly as possible.

The two sisters took the pens and filled in their respective information attentively and seriously.

The two looked at each other and discussed. Yang Jun focused on explaining the skills of filling out the specialty column and told them to write down singing and dancing directly to avoid exposing other uncertain factors.

It doesn’t matter if they don’t know how to sing or dance now. After joining the art troupe, they will receive professional training and will be able to master it quickly with their own talents and understanding.

The process of filling out the registration form is simple. After filling in the basic information, you only need to deal with a few blank items in the unit column.

Military service requires political review, a process that requires approval from both the school and the community.

They filled out the form quickly. Yang Jun checked it carefully, put it away and planned to take them to the relevant person in charge of the school to stamp it after dinner.

The food was delivered quickly. The delicious appearance of the food made Yang Liu and He Yushui very happy. They ate heartily without caring about their image.

Yang Jun only tasted a few mouthfuls of food, as he had already eaten enough at Modi's restaurant near the school.

The two might be in a good mood, as they finished all the food on their plates, especially He Yushui. Although she was thin, she had an amazing appetite and almost the whole pot of stewed vermicelli went into her stomach.

After leaving the restaurant, Yang Jun immediately took them to see the principal. When passing the guard room, he dropped the half-finished pack of Zhonghua cigarettes as a sign of respect.

The security guard just looked at them indifferently and waved his hand to indicate that they could do as they pleased.

Yang Jun knew that the man in front of him was once a brave general on the battlefield, and he knew very well that such a hero would not easily accept flattery or gifts from anyone in exchange for his support.

What they value more is the dignity of personality and the principle of fairness.

After knocking on the door of the principal's office, a hoarse and solemn voice came from inside: "Come in."

When I walked in, I saw the principal, Shan Qi, who was about fifty years old, sitting next to the desk. His face, full of marks of time, looked helpless and tired.

After seeing the three people, Shan Qi asked them why they came.

Yang Jun knew that giving cigarettes as gifts was not feasible for intellectuals, so he did not use this tactic.

He spoke frankly to the principal.

"Hello, Principal. I am Yang Liu's brother Yang Jun. I am here today to get your signature." As he said that, he took out the two registration forms and showed them to him.

Principal Shan frowned and picked up the form to examine it carefully.

He looked at Yang Jun in surprise, his expression full of confusion.

Then, without thinking too much, he immediately filled in "Agree with the recommendation" in the "Recommendation" column.

After signing and stamping the official seal, Principal Shan returned the registration form to the two people.

Looking at the registration form in his hand, Yang Jun was a little stunned.

He thought the principal would have some questions, and he was prepared, but no one expected that it would go so smoothly.

"Thank you!" Yang Jun bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

When Liu Yang and He Yushui saw this scene, they couldn't help but bow and express their gratitude.

After sighing, the principal waved his hand and asked the three to leave.

Seeing the principal's actions, Yang Jun and the other two quickly left the office, closed the door and exited.

After leaving the principal's office,

Yang Jun ordered the two men to tidy up the office and take all the belongings home.

He had already decided to join the army, and there was no point in staying in school, so it would be better to let them go home early.

He did not leave with the two of them. He originally planned to ask Aunt Wang for help in signing, but found that it was almost time to get off work.

So he immediately drove to the steel mill.

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[The next day, seeing Yang Anguo staggering, Yang Jun asked him to rest for one more day.

Today is the day for technical appraisal of the entire factory.

After entering the office, Yang Jun immediately found Jiang Haitao, handed him the completed application form for the Arts and Culture Soldier, asked him to go to the community service center to find Aunt Wang to sign, and then hand it to Qian Duoduo.

After getting the materials, Yang Jun went downstairs with his notebook.

More than a hundred management personnel and staff had gathered downstairs. They were the supervisors of today's appraisal and assessment. Including him, many factory directors, managers and department-level officials had all come to the front-line workshops.

We also selected a number of technicians from the technical department to accompany them.

Different from the previous assessment method, each appraisal team now consists of a four-person team consisting of a manager, a technician, a team leader and one to two technicians of level seven or above who are responsible for judging.

Each group has an administrative supervisor, who, although unable to ensure absolute fairness, plays a key role in curbing selfish fraud.

Considering the large scale of the assessment, the appraisal will be split into two days:

Identify frontline production workers on the first day;

The next day was the assessment of logistics department personnel.

The division of labor had been well-determined in advance, and there were regulations for each pair of different workshops responsible for appraisal, so officials could not switch supervisory tasks at will.

Once a problem occurs in a workshop, the officials supervising that link will also be severely punished accordingly.

As the deputy factory director, Yang Jun could not stay out of it and was assigned to the first production workshop.

This workshop is known as a model production line in a steel rolling mill. It has a first-class team of skilled workers, including four or five technicians at level seven or eight, and an innumerable number of technicians at level three and four.

The "old man" Yi Zhonghai used to work here. After he was taken away, engineer Han Shengli took over here.

The assessment of the first-line workshops covers multiple trades such as turning, fittering, forging, etc., and is presided over by the workshop manager and professional technicians respectively.

Today it was the turn of the fitter appraisal. Due to Yang Jun's relationship, the team leader Shao Deming and chief engineer Han Shengli were also present to participate in the event.

Other members of Yang Jun's four-person team include the young man Wang from the technical department. The young man is about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with fair skin, wearing glasses, and exuding a scholarly temperament.

After everything was ready, with Yang Jun's command, the identification test officially began.

Sitting in the middle were Yang Jun and chief engineer Han Shengli, with squad leader Shao Deming and the young man Wang from the technical department sitting on both sides.

The first person to come on stage for testing was a man of about 45 years old. He bowed deeply to the jury as soon as he came on stage, and then began to operate.

The workpieces used had already been roughly lathe-machined, and his task was to fine-tune and grind them.

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The job of a fitter is to manually supplement the work when the lathe cannot complete precision processing. The structure of this workpiece is quite complicated, and the lathe is not capable of handling it and cannot achieve fine grinding.

I saw him holding the file, holding both ends firmly with both hands, and slowly pushing it towards the part that needed polishing.

a bit……

Two clicks...

three times...

……

This process continues until the seventh strike, which allows the workpiece to reach the required size accuracy.

"it is good."

"Great, Master Yuan!"

The onlookers burst into applause.

Yang Jun glanced at the document in front of him and learned that Master Yuan in front of him was a level 5 fitter. This assessment was a test of his ability to achieve level 6 workpieces.

As a layman, Yang Jun did not give his opinion easily, but looked to Chief Engineer Han Shengli and Workshop Director Shao Deming.

As an expert, the chief engineer first inspected the workpiece and then gave his evaluation:

"Master Yuan's craftsmanship is truly amazing, and he can indeed be called a level 5 fitter. However, although the size is up to standard, the finish needs to be improved."

Workshop Director Shao Deming also agreed after observing from the perspective of an experienced Level 6 fitter:

"As Mr. Han said, the brightness of the workpiece surface is still a little insufficient."

Then, the two senior technicians whispered to each other for a while, reached a consensus, and then Han Shengli announced the result.