Riding the wind of rebirth

The weather outside is still quite hot, but Building No. [-] of the Chinese Department is the oldest teaching building in Shu University. The walls are very thick and it feels like an air-raid shelter. It is much cooler than outside.

In addition to the classroom [-] in the No. [-] teaching building where the big class is held, this classroom will be the main classroom for their class in the next week.

Two freshman professional courses, "Ancient Chinese" and "Modern Chinese", will be taught here.

Pile up the extra desks and chairs at the back of the classroom, and form a circle around the classroom, and the simple meeting place is set up.

Now that the class fee has not been paid uniformly, Zhang Qianyi requisitioned a large part of the cantaloupe and grapes brought by Xu Gang, and reserved it for the class meeting now.

Then Zhou Zhi suggested that he go to a few dormitories for alms, bought a few packs of Guozhen, borrowed a few thermos bottles to make drinks, and told the students to bring their own water glasses to count as drinks.

Zhou Zhi spent the rest of the money to buy gelatin powder, soaked hair in cold water, melted it in boiling water, put it in the washbasin and solidified it, and it became a jelly state.

Boil another pot of brown sugar water, and students bring lunch boxes and spoons. This "jelly" with brown sugar water, raisins, hawthorn powder, peanuts, and crushed watermelon becomes a novel way of eating ice powder.

For the melon seeds and candies that were still needed, Zhou Zhi went to find Laoguan, and got a "sponsorship". A simple but not simple evening party, in the absence of class fees, could be regarded as a support.

"As long as the thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties." Zhang Qianyi looked at the words "New Year's Party for Class [-], Class [-], Grade [-], Chinese Department" neatly written on the blackboard: "The writing on Elbow's blackboard is very beautiful!"

Zhou Zhi adjusted the speakers at the corner of the blackboard. Li Jia was too generous. If the speakers he gave him could not be moved directly with a single player, he had to use that cheap DIY combined machine as a first-stage amplifier, and then connect it to the Hongyuan speakers.

This involves a very precise debugging process. When Zhouzhi put the "Richard Clayderman Piano Selection" provided by Zhang Qianyi into his Aihua player, the teacher suddenly heard the beautiful piano sound. .

"Hey! This effect is okay!" Zhang Qianyi felt very comfortable: "This effect is similar to the one we heard in Wuse Company, right?"

"That's far from it." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Boss, you just can't hear it."

"I think it's much better than the one at my house that is thousands of dollars bigger!" Li Dongping was a little surprised: "What brand of stereo is this? Then the owner of the company is too generous, right?"

"There is also the bonus of this classroom environment." Zhou Zhi is very satisfied with the speaker position and debugging plan he set up: "Space has a huge impact on the sound field. Loud speech in our classroom has its own echo. Generally, where would it be at home?" so."

"Not bad, not bad," Zhao Xing nodded, "Let's change to rock music and try again."

Zhou Zhi then took out a tape from the Sony player provided by Zhao Xing, and switched it to his own player. Soon the music turned into a heavy metal style, the explosive "Internationale".

"Hey—come on gay Hangao, I'll be tired—tired! Hey—you should suffer for group shooting—" Zhao Xing's broken voice yelled along with the music.

"What the hell are you singing!" Li Dongping slapped Zhao Xing on the head: "People who are suffering all over the world!"

"Don't you want me to make a revolution in Guangdong?" Zhao Xing was dissatisfied: "Your hometown Wuchang uprising is still behind my hometown Huanghuagang!"

"What a mess!" Li Dongping didn't think the lead singer Ding Wu's voice was pleasant at all: "How dare you come out to sing like this?"

"At least he has a better voice than Luo Dayou, right?" Xu Gang said something fair.

"However, Japp's radio is really advanced, and it can automatically select songs!" Li Dongping expressed his envy: "It's obvious that you are a capitalist son, and you are still making a revolution..."

Zhao Xing’s family runs a toy factory, and the family belongs to the first batch of foreign exchange earners. In Zhang Qianyi’s words, it’s “a waste of money”. The single-player is Sony’s latest model with a full metal casing and a music selection function. It’s quite flamboyant. .

However, the bass performance of Sony's single player is not as good as Zhou Zhi's old Aihua, so Zhou Zhi still uses his old Aihua as the sound source, and Zhao Xing's is reduced to a "song selection machine".

"Hi! We're here to help!" Just as everyone was making a fuss, a sweet girl rang out at the door: "What kind of music are you playing? I heard it from a long distance away. It's really a fuss!"

"Are you here? We are tuning the sound." Zhou Zhi hurriedly stopped the music and replaced it with Priscilla Chen, and at the same time lowered the volume.

"This is a very famous band, Tang Dynasty, they sing heavy metal rock, very famous..." It was Li Yijia who spoke just now, and Zhao Xing tried to explain to others.

"Oh, it doesn't sound good." Li Yijia sealed his throat with a sword.

"Zhao Xing, you are from Guangdong Province, you must sing Cantonese songs very well, right?" Tong Xiaolin and Qi Xinyan also came together, and Qi Xinyan is asking the question now.

"Don't!" Li Dongping and Huang Ruishan stopped at the same time, they didn't want to be tortured anymore.

Qi Xinyan handed the two microphones to Zhang Qianyi: "Ms. Zhang asked me to bring them to you. I heard that you have already got the speakers. I don't need her help. This is the one now?"

"Well, how's the effect?" Zhang Qianyi was a little proud: "I made it with the elbow, and it will be the equipment in our dormitory from now on."

"Wow, I'm so envious of you!" Li Yijia exclaimed.

"Actually, we still have another set. If you want it, we can give it to you." After receiving Zhao Xing's color, Li Dongping immediately said: "Although it's not as good as this set, the effect is not bad, isn't it an elbow?"

"Isn't yours too big?" Qi Xinyan said, "Our dormitory is already crowded enough."

"We have a small dormitory, so the speaker is just a small speaker. One mid-range speaker with a heavy tone, plus two small tweeters." Zhou Zhi said, "It's actually not that big, it's almost..." After speaking, he compared a shoebox with his hands Size and shape: "... so big."

"If it's this big, I can consider it, how much is it?" Qi Xinyan asked.

"We bought it for 200 yuan." Zhao Xing said.

"200 yuan is a complete set of equipment." Zhou Zhi quickly added: "Actually, the integrated power amplifier... ah, this is it, and the cost is [-] yuan."

"We can make the speakers by ourselves," Zhou Zhi said with a smile, "Because the boss said that we would make two big boxes for the class, so we only made 80 yuan of equipment. In fact, the small boxes don't need that much. If so, just buy this combined machine for one hundred and two, and I will send the small speaker to you as soon as I make it.”

"Xiaolin, what do you think?" Qi Xinyan and Li Yijia were obviously moved, but they still looked at Tong Xiaolin who had not spoken.

Tong Xiaolin smiled slightly: "But you have to hear the effect."

"That's easy." Zhou Zhi said, "We can also be responsible for door-to-door debugging to ensure that users are satisfied. If there are any problems in the future, we will consciously come to service."

"It's a beautiful idea! The housekeeper can't beat you to death!" Li Yijia laughed and said, "You boys are not allowed in our girls' dormitory! This is the school's rule!"

"Regulations are dead, but people are alive..." Zhou Zhi thought Li Yijia was very interesting, and started teasing her.