If life had a starting line, someone was born in Rome

Chapter 270 Mr. Zhou! Our factory needs this kid! (-in-)

Wang Zhongqiang held the phone in a daze, not yet thinking about what he should do.

I felt someone tap me on the shoulder, and then some sounds surrounded me.

"Director, give Zicheng a celebration banquet!"

"Hey, Zicheng has made great achievements this time, why don't you give him a reward?"

"I tell you, our factory will never be able to do without Zicheng from now on!"

"That's right! Hahaha!"

Amidst the noise, Wang Zhongqiang felt as if his brain had been split open——

Go to hell!

Why are you still worrying about whether Zhou Zicheng can go back to school? !

The problem now is that I really want this child to stay in the factory.

At the very least, he has to teach others how to use this machine!

Wang Zhongqiang's mind cleared, he stood up and clapped his hands:

"Everyone, listen to me, tonight, we will celebrate Zhou Zicheng's victory!"

"Okay~!"

The workers cheered. I don’t know who started. The applause sounded like it was about to overturn the factory building.

Zhou Zicheng was originally smiling, because his efforts during this period had paid off.

Conquering such a large machine gave him a great sense of accomplishment!

However, Zhou Zicheng's eyes became moist as he smiled.

A place in his heart began to loosen——

I didn’t like studying at school before.

I feel it's inefficient and boring, and I don't know what the use is.

It’s true that I didn’t study well.

However, during this period of time, in order to understand the manual of this machine, I studied hard day and night.

For several nights, this thought inevitably came up -

When I was in school, it would have been better if I had laid a better foundation.

If I have passed level 8 or something in a foreign language, will the time it takes to conquer this machine be shortened a lot?

Based on this, is the knowledge taught in school really as useless as I once thought?

Some of Zhou Zicheng's deep-rooted thoughts began to waver.

Then, he remembered Wu Peng's advice before coming -

If you are in doubt, go to Teacher Lin.

Zhou Zicheng was undecided. Should he call Teacher Lin?

At this time, Wang Zhongqiang on the side saw the glint and hesitation in Zhou Zicheng's eyes.

At this moment, he felt a little sorry for the child.

There is no problem with this child's abilities in all aspects.

The only criticism is that he doesn't like to study in school, but prefers to learn in factories.

But what's wrong with this?

Who says workers can’t become useful workers?

Why can't this smart, diligent and studious person shine?

Mr. Zhou was stunned!

Wang Zhongqiang felt that it was necessary for him to say something nice for this child, so that this relationship would not be in vain.

So, Wang Zhongqiang walked out of the crowd on the pretext of arranging a celebration banquet.

When he returned to the office, the first thing he did was to call Zhou Deye.

"Hey, Mr. Zhou, I have something to report to you."

Zhou Deye had just finished seeing off a few guests and was having some free time. He sat on the sofa and said with a smile:

"Reporting something? You tell me."

"After that, tell me again, how is the current situation of Zicheng?"

Wang Zhongqiang smiled and asked Zhou Deye:

"Mr. Zhou, do you still remember the machine that our factory spent a huge sum of money to introduce?"

Why doesn’t Zhou Deye remember? Now he said a little unfairly:

"Isn't the machine useless? Don't tell me, it makes me angry just thinking about the experts asking for high prices."

"Zicheng has researched and understood that machine, and it can be used."

Wang Zhongqiang's words extinguished all the injustice in Zhou Deye's heart, and he even picked out his ears:

"What did you say?"

Wang Zhongqiang knew this would be the result.

Now he honestly told Zhou Zicheng the entire process of studying this machine.

It took Zhou Deye a long time to find his voice:

"With his mediocre grades, he managed to get the machine manual written in all foreign languages ​​and successfully ran the machine?"

Zhou Deye felt that his mouth was a little dry, so he stood up quickly and drank a large cup of cold tea:

"Oh my God, this child, this child..."

Zhou Deye didn't know what he should say.

Because it is completely beyond my own knowledge!

Wang Zhongqiang sighed a little when he heard what Zhou Deye said.

After thinking about it again and again, he finally said it bluntly:

"Mr. Zhou, when you said you wanted to send Zicheng over, I actually had some prejudices in my heart."

"In my imagination, Zicheng may be a rich second generation who is not aware of the blessings in his life. He is clamoring to drop out of school. He has no choice but to be sent to a factory for 'reformation'."

Wang Zhongqiang laughed when he thought of Zhou Zicheng's performance during this period:

"But during the time I spent with Zicheng, I found that he is a very good child."

"First of all, this child doesn't have any playfulness and gets along very well with the workers."

"Secondly, he has a strong learning ability and can do well in any position he is assigned to."

"The most important thing is that he has the determination to set a goal, fight tenaciously, and never admit defeat."

"Mr. Zhou, this kid has been recognized by all of us with his own efforts and strength."

"I have never seen a child who fits the factory so perfectly!"

Having said this, Wang Zhongqiang's tone already contained a hint of pleading:

"Can you just leave this kid in the factory?"

"what?!"

Zhou Deye made an incredible sound.

At first, when he heard Wang Zhongqiang talking about Zhou Zicheng's various advantages, he nodded frequently.

After all, who doesn’t like others to praise their children?

However, when he heard Wang Zhongqiang's request to keep Zhou Zicheng in the factory, he couldn't hold it any longer:

"Zhongqiang, I asked you to take care of the child, but I don't want Zhou Zicheng to actually join the factory as a worker!"

After hearing this, Wang Zhongqiang said half-jokingly and half-seriously:

"Mr. Zhou, there are talents among workers!"

"You made your fortune in manufacturing, so you should pay more attention to workers than I do."

“How can you still look down on workers?”

Zhou Deye held the phone in one hand and rubbed his cheek fiercely with the other:

"Oh, that's not what I meant, this..."

Zhou Deye sighed, and finally left only one sentence:

"Oh~! Zhongqiang, let me think about it."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Deye paced back and forth in the room.

Full of sadness! !

After much deliberation, he felt that it was impossible and he had to ask Lin Feng for help in this matter.

………………

Xiangzhang Village.

Lin Feng was at home, immersed in drawings.

Previously, Zhang Yunshu said that there was no machine in the world suitable for bamboo weaving production.

Lin Feng had an idea and wanted to try designing it himself.

However, there are no big breakthroughs so far.

Because the conditions in Xiangzhang Village are still too crude, there is no way to assemble the prototype of the machine and debug it even after drawing the drawings.

Just when Lin Feng was considering who to cooperate with, director Liu Yong's voice sounded outside the door:

"Teacher Lin, I have your phone number."

Lin Feng paused with the pen in his hand.

Got a phone number? Who? What happened?

Seeing this, the viewers in the live broadcast room began to speculate.

"Who could be calling?"

"Among these children, only Zhou Zicheng's family's problem has not been resolved. It should be related to his family."

"Is that Zhou Zicheng, or his father?" "What you are saying means that other parents can't think about their children?"

"Haha, do you want to make a bet?"

"..."

Amidst the discussion of the audience, Lin Feng stood up and walked out of the room.

As soon as he saw the rosy Liu Yong, Lin Feng knew that there must be something happy.

I just don’t know where this “joy” comes from?

"Teacher Lin, here is the phone."

Liu Yong's eyes were bright and he didn't say anything else on purpose.

Because this call was from Zhou Zicheng.

And he just did a big thing!

It would be more meaningful for Zhou Zicheng to tell Lin Feng himself about this kind of thing.

Lin Feng took the phone and said "hello" softly.

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Zicheng took a deep breath and smiled at the phone:

"Teacher Lin, I just did a big thing. Through self-study of foreign languages, I revitalized the idle machines in the factory!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng smiled and sincerely congratulated Zhou Zicheng:

"Zicheng, the teacher has always known that you can do well, but now, it is still beyond my imagination. I am really happy for you."

Zhou Zicheng was stunned by these words:

"Huh? Teacher Lin, have you always been very optimistic about me?"

Lin Feng nodded and said seriously:

"Of course!"

"You kid, you just don't have your own goals, but it doesn't affect you being a good kid!"

"Besides, teachers know that once you set a goal, you will go all out."

"In fact, the teacher has been paying attention to you during this time, and you have done very, very well."

Two affirmative "extraordinary"s in a row made Zhou Zicheng's eyes red.

Is there any teacher or elder who is so sure of me?

At home, his father would only blame himself for not going to school well.

In school, teachers will only complain about their poor grades.

This kind of "official" recognition made Zhou Zicheng at a loss what to say.

Lin Feng knew how he felt and was not in a hurry. He just talked to him about the machine with a smile:

"What a coincidence. You are studying machines over there, and I am also studying machines over here."

"My progress here is not as fast as yours."

"Zicheng, you should also have a clear understanding of your own excellence."

Zhou Zicheng knew that Lin Feng was comforting him, but he couldn't help but let out a sigh and smiled happily:

"Teacher Lin, what machine are you working on?"

"It's related to bamboo weaving."

Lin Feng smiled and said:

"Zhang Yunshu wants to expand production, but is limited by the inability to buy suitable machines."

"I think it's okay to be idle and draw some drawings myself."

Lin Feng just said it casually, but Zhou Zicheng secretly admired it.

He has been dealing with machines for so long, and he is no longer the student who knew nothing about equipment.

Independent design machine, drawing drawings...

Teacher Lin is so awesome! !

Zhou Zicheng thought of the public criticism of Lin Feng's academic qualifications on the Internet, and became even more shaken——

School education is really not useless!

"Teacher Lin, you are so awesome, I want to learn from you."

Zhou Zicheng said sincerely, and then he remembered belatedly:

"Teacher Lin, Zhang Yunshu is already planning to expand production scale?"

Lin Feng picked some key points about the development of Xiangzhang Village during this period and what Zhang Yunshu had done, and chatted with Zhou Zicheng.

The more Zhou Zicheng listened, the more he felt that he should do something for Xiangzhang Village like Zhang Yunshu.

However, the horoscope has not yet been determined.

Zhou Zicheng did not open his mouth to make a big deal.

After chatting for a while, Lin Feng saw that the chat with Zhou Zicheng had begun, and he casually asked:

"Zicheng, the teacher has said so much, but I still don't know why you made this call. Isn't it just to report the good news?"

Zhou Zicheng thought for a while and said sheepishly:

"I do have something to say...but it's a bit of a slap in the face."

"Oh?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Now that you have said that, the teacher is a little curious. Why don't you tell me?"

Zhou Zicheng pursed his lips and turned a little red:

"Hey~! Isn't it the same me as before, always talking nonsense about 'as long as I'm not allowed to study, I can do anything'?"

"However, after this period of training, sometimes when I dream back at night, I still think that school education is not as useless as I thought before."

"Just like this time, I was able to start studying those foreign language instructions because of the basic foreign language knowledge taught by the teachers at school."

"Even things like looking up in a dictionary and grammar, I learned in school."

"So, I feel like now, if I continue to scold school education for being useless, I will feel a bit like picking up the bowl to eat and putting down the bowl to scold my mother."

After hearing this, Lin Feng smiled slightly:

"As long as people continue to learn and improve, they will feel like a fool yesterday."

"If a person always thinks that he has no shortcomings or problems, it means that he is resting on his laurels and has not made progress."

"So, when the teacher heard you say these things, he didn't think you were a 'slap in the face'."

"On the contrary, the teacher thinks you have made progress."

These words made Zhou Zicheng feel sweet in his heart.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Zicheng finally spoke:

"So do you think I should go back to school?"

Hearing this question, the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly lit up.

"Studying is a lifelong event, you must go back to school!"

"Although, Zhou Zicheng was born into the factory! He might be disgusted with it after two days when he returns to school."

"Is a school without machines good for Zhou Zicheng? Isn't it good?"

"It doesn't hurt your back to say this. In this day and age, which child can do without a diploma?"

"But it should also be based on the child's own wishes, right? Don't forget, Teacher Lin said that life is a wilderness, not a track!"

"..."

There was a quarrel in the live broadcast room over Zhou Zicheng's issue.

However, Lin Feng just asked Zhou Zicheng:

"Zicheng, imagine turning back time and going back to the moment before you studied the machine."

"If you receive a call from me at that time, I will tell you not to study that machine."

"Will you listen to me?"

Zhou Zicheng said without hesitation:

"will not."

Lin Feng laughed when he heard this:

"That's right, remember, all choices are in your hands, not in other people's mouths."

"So, the question you just asked should be asked in your heart."

"The answer that comes out of your mouth without thinking is the answer that belongs to you."

These words fell into Zhou Zicheng's heart, undoubtedly dropping a bombshell!

At this moment, Zhou Zicheng thought a lot...

In the end, out of thousands of words, I only said this sentence——

"Teacher Lin, thank you for your advice, I understand."

"Next, I have a goal, which is to find the answer to 'learning' in my heart!"

After the words fell, across thousands of mountains and rivers, the master and disciple seemed to look at each other and smile.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng wanted to return the phone to Liu Yong.

At this time, the phone rang.

Lin Feng looked at the caller ID and found something familiar.

Isn't this Zhou Zicheng's father's phone number?

He called, what's the matter?

(End of this chapter)