Meet without recognizing each other

  Lin Zhenhua's face was helpless, one hand around his sister's shoulder, the other gently patting her back: "Okay, okay, Xiaofang, don't cry, we're just going to the reception center, we won't leave for a few days."

  "Xiao Fang, why don't we go back to the dorm with you?" Yang Xin said from the side.

  "No." Lin Fanghua cried a whole nose, and finally calmed down. She only then realized that she had been too out of control, to read books, must necessarily leave home, this is something that has been thought about many times before, how could it be so uncontrollable at this moment? She looked at Du Xiangyang beside her with embarrassment, Du Xiangyang hastily said:

  "Lin and his brother have feelings for each other, I can totally understand. Actually, we guys are the same, when new students first arrive, they also miss their homes."

  Lin Fanghua wiped away her tears and said to Lin Zhenhua, "It's all right, you can go now. Don't come looking for me again today. I'll visit you at the reception center tomorrow."

  Lin Zhenhua did what he often did when he was a kid, and roughly messed up his sister's hair with his hand, smiling and saying: "Go on, get along well with your roommates."

  Before Lin Fanghua could say anything, a sudden reminder came from afar: "You two students, be mindful of your influence!"

  Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a middle-aged man who looked like a teacher walking by them. Perhaps seeing Lin Fanghua rush into Lin Zhenhua's arms and cry, and also seeing Lin Zhenhua's hand unceremoniously patting Lin Fanghua's head, the middle-aged teacher felt uncomfortable and spoke out to warn them.

  "Teacher, no, he's my brother." Lin Fanghua immediately understood the teacher's warning and hastily explained.

  As for Lin Zhenhua, his expression at this moment can only be described as "petrified", and this petrification is not the meaning of petroleum refining, but rather turning into stone.

  "Yao...... Yao......" Lin Zhenhua's voice trembled, he used all his strength to hold back his impulse and didn't blurt out the words "Teacher Yao".

  Du Xiangyang stepped forward, slightly bowed to the teacher and said: "Teacher Yao, you misunderstood. This Lin classmate is a freshman from our department's first class, and this Comrade Lin is her brother."

  "After finishing speaking, he turned his head and introduced Lin Zhenhua: "Lin big brother, this is our mechanical department's teacher Yao Heliang."

  Yao He Liang! Lin Zhenhua felt like his heart was churning over like a stormy sea, unable to calm down. Of course, he recognized the teacher in front of him, because it was Yao He Liang, his master's thesis advisor from his past life. It was him who wore reading glasses and corrected Lin Zhenhua's papers word by word on the computer; it was him who wore a suit with sleeve covers and guided Lin Zhenhua through mechanical experiments step by step; it was him who, despite not being able to hold his liquor, still happily took Lin Zhenhua out for drinks to celebrate when his paper was first published in an SCI-indexed journal.

  One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father, this is Lin Zhenhua's mentor.

  "Hello, Teacher Yao!" Lin Zhenhua bowed deeply to Yao He Liang, his eyes slightly moist.

  "Oh, I misunderstood. Sorry about that." Yao He-liang had no idea that the young man in front of him would be his student decades later. He knew he had misunderstood the Lin brothers and hurriedly apologized. Then he turned to ask Lin Fang-hua: "Little girl, are you also from the mechanical department?"

  "Yes, teacher."

  "You're a girl, why do you want to study mechanics?"

  "Because I like mechanics."

  "Like mechanics? Good, good!" Yao He Liang said with a smile, "However, students who study mechanics must be as strong as steel. Crying like that earlier won't do."

  Lin Zhenhua smiled and said, "Teacher Yao, I don't agree with your point of view. When cutting and processing, coolant is also necessary. Just now, my sister just wanted to cool down the workpiece."

  "Coolant? Haha, this metaphor is great, this metaphor is great." Yao Helang burst out laughing.

  Lin Zhenhua was secretly pleased with himself. He was a disciple that Yao Heliang had taken in his later years, and the old man treated him with a kind of doting fondness, like he would a grandson. So Lin often joked around with the old man. He knew that Yao had very high standards when it came to scholarship, but at the same time, he wasn't someone without a sense of humor. Timing a joke just right could easily win over the old man's favor.

  "Comrade Lin, what work do you do?"

  "Deputy Head of the Technical Department of Jiangnan Province State-owned Hanhua Machinery Factory, CNC milling machine technician." Lin Zhenhua showed off all his titles, and the CNC milling machine was something he intentionally mentioned, knowing its lethal effect on Yao Helang.

  "NC milling machine?" Yao He Liang indeed came with enthusiasm, he threw a string of questions to Lin Zhenhua: "What scale is your factory? How can you have an NC milling machine? What model is it? You look very young, how do you know about NC milling machines?"

  Lin Zhenhua did not rush to answer. He first said to his sister, "Xiao Fang, go back to the dormitory. Come find us at the reception office tomorrow."

  After sending away his sister, Lin Zhenhua smiled and said to Yao He Liang: "Teacher Yao, I didn't ask you those questions earlier, but I was thinking of finding an opportunity to come and ask for your guidance specifically. This time I came to Huqing University, besides sending my sister to school, there is a more important task, which is to ask for your guidance on some issues."

  "Oh? You knew my name all along?"

  "Of course, you are a renowned expert in machine tools, and our Hanhua Factory is also a machinery factory. Who doesn't know your great name?"

  "It's too much, it's too much." Yao Heliang hastily waved his hand. He knew that although he had a bit of a reputation in the machinery industry, it wasn't to the point where everyone knew him. Lin Zhenhua's praise was a bit over the top.

  Lin Zhenhua took a look at the lunch box in Yao Heliang's hand and asked, "What's this, Teacher Yao? Are you going to eat?"

  "Yes, I'm going to the cafeteria for lunch. Comrade Lin, why don't we go together?" Yao He-liang warmly invited.

  Lin Zhenhua said, "Teacher Yao, let me invite you to have a drink. It's just right, Du classmate has been following us running back and forth, I haven't shown any hospitality either. Du classmate, in Huaqing Garden, is there anywhere we can order food?"

  Yao He Liang and Du Xiang Yang both felt a bit embarrassed, and they expressed their intention to decline. In the end, whether it was due to being moved by Lin Zhen Hua's resolute attitude or wanting to hear Lin Zhen Hua talk about CNC machine tools, Yao He Liang finally nodded in agreement. Du Xiang Yang saw that the teacher had nodded, so he didn't insist anymore, and muttered: "Near the Zhuo Lan Institute, there is a small restaurant, I heard the taste is not bad, but I've never been there."

  Yao Helang said: "I've been there twice, it's really not bad."

  "Then let's go with Lan Yuan," said Lin Zhenhua.

  Zhaolan Temple is a place name in the family area of Huaying University, which is like a small market. Lin Zhenhua also knew this place in his previous life and occasionally came here to find a small restaurant to eat. However, the current Zhaolan Temple is not as prosperous as it was in the past, with only a temporary vegetable market and a few small shops, including the small restaurant mentioned by Du Xiangyang.

  In Yao He Liang and Du Xiang Yang's eyes, Lin Zhen Hua was an outsider worker, normally speaking, he should be more restrained. But Lin Zhen Hua himself didn't have such a feeling, from the moment he walked into Hua Qing Yuan, he found back his past life's feeling as a student.

  After sitting down in the restaurant, Lin Zhenhua ordered four dishes and also asked for two bottles of beer, which made Yao Heliang and Du Xiangyang feel a bit surprised. In fact, the wine and food here are very cheap, with a bottle of beer costing only 5 cents, and the whole meal costs just a few dollars.

  "Come on, Teacher Yao, let me toast you first." Lin Zhenhua respectfully raised his wine glass and said to Yao He-liang.

  "Thank you, thank you." Yao Heliang hastily held up his cup with both hands and clinked it against Lin Zhenhua's.

  Lin Zhenhua toasted Du Xiangyang again, expressing his gratitude. Du Xiangyang was still able to put on the airs of a senior brother in front of Lin Fanghua, but in front of Lin Zhenhua, he was just a sophomore undergraduate, and when faced with Lin Zhenhua's toast, he couldn't even respond properly.

  Among the four people at the table, Yang Xin was the one with the lowest cultural level. However, as the only woman and the hostess, she still took on the responsibility of recommending dishes to everyone. After the three men had drunk a few cups in turn, Lin Zhenhua gradually brought the conversation back to the main topic.

  "After introducing the innovative achievements of Hanhua Machinery Factory, Lin Zhenhua said: 'Teacher Yao, our factory's workers and technical personnel are all very motivated to carry out independent innovation. Our country's equipment manufacturing capabilities are not as good as those abroad, and with the current shortage of foreign exchange, it is also difficult for a small machinery factory like ours to have the opportunity to introduce advanced foreign equipment. However, our idea is to rely on ourselves, stand on the existing foundation, boldly carry out technological innovation, make old equipment play new roles, and continuously develop new equipment to improve the overall level of the factory's equipment.'"

  "Great!" Yao He-liang applauded, "Little Lin, what you just said, including the self-made gear hobbing machine, the self-designed submerged arc welding machine, and that four-axis machining center that imitates a five-axis one, sounds too exciting. Chairman Mao once said that true heroes are among the people. If I didn't have so much work on my hands right now, I'd really like to go to your factory to take a look for myself. That self-taught master wood pattern maker of yours, what's his name... Hu something..."

  "Poplar." Lin Zhenhua reminded him, while carefully observing Yao Heliang's expression.

  "Yes, Master Hu Yang is truly remarkable. A talent like his should be transferred to a university for research, just being a wood mold craftsman is really a waste."

  "Teacher Yao, didn't you ever hear of the name Hu Yang before?" Lin Zhenhua asked. He remembered that once when he was chatting with Hu Yang, Hu Yang mentioned the name of Yao Heliang, and since then, Lin Zhenhua had been thinking about whether there was any connection between these two people?

  "Never heard of it," said Yao He Liang, "This name is quite distinctive, like the name of a tree in Xinjiang. If I had heard of it before, I should have remembered."

  Lin Zhenhua nodded: "Oh, maybe I was wrong."

  "Right, Comrade Lin, you just said you came to Huqing University looking for me, what's the matter?" asked Yao He-liang.

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