My childhood sweetheart has been a little weird lately

Chapter 67
noon.

Most of the students' schedules are full on Monday morning in the two major sessions.

Some even had three periods of class in the second largest period, and the get out of class ended after twelve o'clock.

Hastily finished lunch and returned to the dormitory. Some people seized the time to rest, and more students were running around, excitedly discussing the first experience of university courses. The young faces were full of vigor, like a group of quantitative traders from Wall Street .

Kong Feili came back early, and his elder brother also came back early, so Kong Feili had a rare conversation with his elder brother and asked him about the course.

The eldest brother said that he just went there and sat there, and didn't learn anything.

I don't know if it's self-effacing or it's true.

When the other two came back, they saw a long plastic box and a roll of paper that seemed to be very hard.

"What did you buy?" Kong Feili asked.

"I just passed by the stationery store and bought the things used in the mechanical drawing class." Su Bai said, and opened the plastic box to give him a look. Inside was a complete set of hand-painting tools, pencils, compasses, etc., and the rolled paper It's hand-painted, with a uniform red grid drawn on it.

Kong Feili was stunned for a moment: "This... still need to be hand-painted?"

Now that computer graphics are so developed, he thought that hand drawing would have been outlawed long ago.

"I also think it's a different age." Li Haoran looked at the drawing tool with a strong sense of pedantry in the last century, his head was getting bigger, "Drawing is the death of my father and my life... Since elementary school, every time The art classes are all my journey of suffering.”

Su Bai sighed: "Don't ask, asking is to lay a solid foundation."

Mechanical drawing is an eternal nightmare in the minds of mechanical students.

The content is boring, the homework is cumbersome, and there are certain requirements for spatial imagination.

It can consume a lot of freshmen's energy.

What's even more irritating is that most of the things you have learned through hard work are completely useless.

It can be said to be a classic case of serious derailment between university education and workplace needs.

There was nothing to choose from for this course, and the department directly assigned it. The students in Class 3 and Class 4 were all taught by a teacher from the Department of Precision Instruments, so there was no room for manipulation.

After complaining for a while, everyone went to bed to take a nap.

Kong Feili didn't fall asleep, he was a little excited, because he had learned sketching and felt that he had an inherent advantage in the course of mechanical drawing.

After imagining some plots such as "stand out among classmates and even be accepted as a student by the teacher to do projects", Kong Feili finally fell asleep. However, after only ten minutes, his alarm clock, It rang.

Scientific research shows that the best time for a lunch break is an integral multiple of 10 minutes, so that it is easy to get up and people are not confused.

Confused, Kong Feili didn't turn off the alarm clock, so the alarm clock woke up the elder brother, and the elder brother jumped to Kong Feili's bed again with a vigorous skill, and repeated the "ghost knocking on the door".

Now, everyone is awake.

Li Haoran slumped down from the bed, looked at the time, there were still about twenty minutes before the scheduled departure time, he couldn't help grinning, and asked Su Bai: "How about we start a game?"

"Don't, wouldn't it be a blood loss if it becomes a urinating situation?"

"Okay..." Li Haoran was bored, packed his schoolbag, and couldn't help asking for news, "By the way, the teacher of this class, have you checked the ingredients?"

"...Of course not, who do you think I am? A US spy or a KGB?" Su Bai complained, "But based on my understanding of the urine nature of the teachers in traditional mechanical courses, we will definitely hear this sentence this afternoon. Words: Drawing pictures is like being a human being. People who can’t even draw pictures can only spend a relatively unsuccessful career as an engineer.”

The eldest brother suddenly laughed: "Isn't this scaring people? When I was young, I often heard my father say that people who don't grow jujubes read a book about Mao, until one day..."

Stopped abruptly.

After waiting for a while, Su Bai wondered, "No, why don't you go on?"

The eldest brother hesitated: "You...Allow me to continue?"

"Then you better shut up."

It was already miserable to be woken up early by Kong Feili's death alarm clock.

If he is mentally polluted by the big brother's heavy-tasting short stories... This sunny afternoon, it would be too hard.

……

"Drawing pictures is like being a human being. People who can't even draw pictures can only spend a relatively unsuccessful career as an engineer."

In the mechanical drawing class, when the middle-aged bald man on the podium said these words, Li Haoran's body shook suddenly, and he cast a hellish look at Su Bai.

Are you a roundworm in the teacher's stomach?Or, simply reborn?
Perhaps to prove the importance of the courses he teaches, the middle-aged bald man told his classmates that he handles hundreds of thousands of projects every day. If he accidentally draws something wrong, it will cause hundreds of thousands of waste.

The eyes of the students sitting near the front of the classroom were bright, and there were some faint exclamations.

Represented by Su Bai, the rotten old buddies who wished to buy a house in the last row of the classroom did not take it seriously. Unlike the good babies who sat in front and listened carefully, the rotten old buddies were optimistic by nature. They remembered the content in the welcome handbook, It is claimed that the Automobile Department of Ninghai University of Science and Technology is an advantageous discipline for cultivating high-quality, wide-caliber compound talents. Since they are all wide-caliber, they may not be engineers. If you think about it this way, mechanical drawing does not need to be so serious.

Su Bai thought of another aspect. The material for the teacher's bragging in the classroom is actually hundreds of thousands of items, which is really a bit small for a 985 engineering teacher at this age.

Hundreds of thousands, to put it bluntly, what is it enough for?
This is the scale of the project, and it is not a specific amount of funds that can be mobilized. It is very virtual.

It seems that this middle-aged bald man belongs to the category of being excluded, and he is not doing very well. Teachers who are not doing well in academics and official careers tend to form two extremes in their attitudes towards students:
Laissez-faire, or extra strict.

It seems that this one belongs to the latter.

In all fairness, the middle-aged bald man spoke well, but mechanical drawing is really boring. Su Bai tried his best, but still fell asleep, and was woken up by the middle-aged bald man with a serious face.

"Student, do you think you already know it, or I can't speak well?"

"Ah..." Su Bai yawned and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, teacher, I was wrong. I'm a person who tends to fall asleep when I'm a child in class. It's really a non-war crime... Please don't worry, you asked I will master the content."

"Speaking lightly, how do you master it if you don't listen to the class?"

Su Bai tugged at Xia Jiangyue next to her: "It's okay, it's okay, she listened, if there's anything I don't know, I'll ask her."

Only then did the middle-aged bald man realize that there was a girl hidden here!
There is no way, Brother Xia is too small, and he sat in the last row with Su Bai, and his sense of presence was minimized.

"Hey, you kid has a good idea, and you expect girls to teach you... Girls are generally not good at our class. If you can learn how to swallow jujubes yourself, it's good, and you can teach others."

"Teacher, you are sexist."

"It's not that I discriminate. I have taught drawing for 15 years. I have seen more students than you have eaten. Haven't I counted them?"

Su Bai felt unconvinced on behalf of Brother Xia: "She is different, if you don't believe me, you test her."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged bald man glanced at Xia Jiangyue, wondering in his heart, this kid is so handsome, he thought he was studying art at first glance, how good could he be?
Immediately said: "Then let me just say one... Just now we talked about three views, so tell me, two views are circles, and one view is a square. What is this?"

"Mouhe Fanggai." That was the answer.

"..."

(End of this chapter)