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Chapter 733 Technical Class
The second period was the technical class, and Ou Mengmeng didn't leave. She was frothing at the mouth when she heard what the little technician said, and she was tired. Not to mention the people below, it was hard for her to listen. Looking down, the old masters below are chatting and smoking, really interfering with each other, or not interfering with each other.

She clapped her hands lightly, but neither side heard it. The people on both sides were really shouting at the top of their lungs. She could only knock on the blackboard with the blackboard eraser. This time everyone finally heard it. The little technician and the workers below looked at each other. she.

"Well, I just thought it was interesting to hear it. It turns out that the process flow of a steel rolling mill is like this!" Ou Mengmeng hurriedly smiled at everyone, thinking that she was quite humble as a teacher. But forget it, they are all technicians with low education, but their craftsmanship is really high, she is really humble. However, she also understood why the masters below were not willing to listen. The masters below included welders, casters, forgers, mold makers, mechanical and electrical installers, and fitters. It was impossible to say that they had technical training. Because they are not in the same type of work, you can’t compare to them in terms of technology. Talking about process flow and general knowledge, I’m afraid everyone will feel that it has nothing to do with them. Therefore, we get tired of each other.

"Teacher Xiao Qin..." The technician was a little angry. It was very painful for him to teach these masters, but this one even made trouble during the class.

"I didn't understand it very well, so I just wanted to ask the masters." Ou Mengmeng drew a simple mind map on the blackboard and wrote down the names of the masters she had met these days, and then the process flow in the factory. The picture became clear at once, especially because there were names of the masters, so everyone simply followed the names and understood the process flow at once.

Then Ou Mengmeng read the little technician's book and clicked on the corresponding craftsman below. They have been there for decades. They are not good at studying, but they can talk endlessly about the craftsmanship they are proud of. .

Ou Mengmeng listened carefully, flipping through the book she just read, writing something on the blackboard from time to time, and then asked the master if this was the case?

In this way, the class ended with Ou Mengmeng interacting with the masters of various types of work.

The little technicians were dumbfounded. He was also knowledgeable and knew that this "Teacher Xiao Qin" had given them both sides. He didn't say that he was not good at teaching, nor did he say that the process was important. It was better to ask for advice. , using an interactive form to allow other types of work to understand each other.

They completed the flow chart of the entire process, and there were still noises in the middle. The small frictions in the process that they usually didn't deal with reappeared in the flow chart.

Everyone in the factory knows that each type of work cannot exist independently. It is a link in the entire process flow chart. Why should the factory recruit them to learn together? To put it bluntly, you should not do your own work. When something goes wrong, the upstream and downstream will blame each other.

And these masters are very strong in fighting each other, and no one is willing to give in. But every time we talked, we couldn't get to the point, so we came up with this employee technical evening school. Otherwise, whoever has more money will do this. If we really need technical training, it would be better to provide one class for each new apprenticeship worker entering the factory.

The young technician had gone to the factory and cried several times before, feeling that he could not teach these masters, but now, he was broken. Whether you like to hear it or not, I have said everything that I should say.

Looking at it now, it turns out that there is a way to be a teacher. Now he wished he had a camera to take a picture of her writing on the blackboard and show it to the factory leaders. He didn't feel ashamed at all, and people just took his book and talked about it. I don't understand the craftsmanship and I haven't prepared any lessons, but I can still do this. He thought that this was a teacher, and he really had two brushes.

Waiting for the bell to ring, Ou Mengmeng's throat was about to smoke. However, in this class, the teachers below who didn't even pick up a book also gained a new understanding of learning. It turns out that I am proud of it. The craftsmanship was all in the book, and it was written accurately and in detail, but I didn’t even read it.

"Do I have this book?" A master was flipping through the book on the podium.

The little technician rolled his eyes to the sky. Ou Mengmeng glared at him. He hurriedly retracted his disdain and answered honestly, "Yes, when school started, didn't everyone get a copy? That's it."

"Teacher, I don't have one." Liu Haizhong quickly raised his hand. He just came today. He really didn't have one.

"Okay, I'll go back and find one for you." The little technician also knew that Liu Haizhong had just arrived today, so he nodded hurriedly. "Then look for a few more copies, I might have lost mine." The man just said hurriedly.

"Otherwise, give this book to me, and everyone will bring a book next time. I will draw the key points on the blackboard like I did today, and everyone will copy it back according to what I wrote. It is easier than bringing a book. Of course, you can still find it if you can. It’s not easy to compile such a book in the factory. It will take time to print it again.” Ou Mengmeng said hurriedly, this is a book I compiled myself, and I don’t have a computer now, so I can print it if I want. There was a lot going on in the middle. It's possible to have a few more copies, but it's not very likely to release another set.

"I think it works. What you wrote is clearer than what is written in the book." The master immediately stopped writing, thinking that "Teacher Xiao Qin" could explain it more clearly.

Ou Mengmeng smiled and looked at the little technician, "Um, can you lend me this book? Or, how about I summarize it and give you the outline?"

"No, no, you said it well. I want to hear what you say too." The little technician didn't feel like he was being robbed of his job, so he immediately gave her the book.

The masters below also rolled their eyes to the sky, and now they have found a theoretical basis for their contempt for this person. Sure enough, it wasn't that they didn't like to hear it, but that he didn't know how to speak at all.

Ou Mengmeng was speechless. She just wanted to give him a sample and then help him summarize what he wrote on the blackboard. In the end, this person directly put the responsibility on herself. Is this ridiculous? However, in front of the masters, she couldn't let the little technician lose face even more. She just smiled and turned around, "Thank you, masters. I learned a lot today. Really, this is a university question, so I have to study hard."

"That's right, but you still said it well. After all, you are a gentleman and you know what you are doing."

"Where, okay, it's getting late, everyone, let's go back!" Ou Mengmeng smiled and hurriedly collected the books.

"Xiao Qin." Liu Haizhong felt at this moment that he still had to wait for her.

"Okay, Jingru is also at the middle school, let's go back together." Ou Mengmeng nodded.

"Teacher Xiao Qin, your lover didn't say he would pick her up, so he will be criticized when he gets back." A master joked.

Liu Haizhong was speechless and turned back to glare at the man, "What are you talking about? Why don't you get out of here quickly."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, Liu Haizhong had stopped talking twice. Although he was a bit annoying before, he would not stop talking about this kind of thing.

"My wife passed away." Ou Mengmeng smiled and nodded to everyone, "Second uncle, let's go."

This happened when I was participating in technical training at my work unit when I was young. Really, at that time, it was really difficult for the masters to train me.