The place we stayed wasn't too far away; it was under the jurisdiction of the city's armed forces department. The driver personally handled the check-in procedures, which saved us some trouble.

He rushed back to the electronics factory and thanked the two teachers.

We'll continue research and development tomorrow.

The next day, before the two teachers arrived, Xing Baohua had two tricycles sent to pick them up.

Fortunately, I bought two tricycles, which makes it much more convenient whether I'm carrying people or goods.

After the others arrive, let's get to know each other first.

The one who can play drums is named Jiang Chao. The one who can play the piano is named Zhang Yansong. As for the guitar, the other two said they can play both; one is named Wang Xinfeng, and the other is named Zhou Yi.

Now that we've gotten to know each other, let's try out the instruments and see how good we are.

After unpacking, the four young men had no idea what to do.

Mr. Li said, "They all play traditional musical instruments; they've never touched an electric instrument before."

This is an explanation.

Xing Baohua hadn't done much of this before either. But she'd seen it before and could at least help a little. The problem was, did she have to teach her first?

There's nowhere to find a skilled master.

There are three 80W speakers. There are also a few effects pedals and a bunch of cables.

The musical instruments were very well packaged, each with its own case, and looked quite high-end.

Jiang Chao, who knows how to play the drums, started figuring out how to set it up. He muttered to himself, "There's no instruction manual?"

I didn't get much done this morning, just messed around with these things.

Try plugging in guitars, electric keyboards, or anything like that first.

Wang Xinfeng and Zhou Yi tuned the electric guitar strings. No one touched the bass; they didn't know how to play it and had never even seen one before.

The electric guitar was the first thing to be set up to produce sound.

After tuning the strings, Zhou Yi tried playing it.

It might be a little different from the guitar I use, so I need to get used to it. I'll still sing it by strumming chords.

The drizzle in March

It kept drizzling.

The stream in the valley gurgled and gurgled.

It kept flowing.

For whom does the drizzle fall? For whom does the stream flow?

"With a heart full of sorrow"

She sang and played the guitar quite well.

With the keyboard connected, Zhang Yansong played a few notes to get a feel for it, and then sang a song at the end:

“Mama, doyouremembertheoldstrawhatyougavetome?

"Mom, do you remember the straw hat you gave me?"

You can sing English songs?

Even someone with Xing Baohua's level eight music comprehension couldn't quite understand it, but knew what song it was.

The drum on Jiang Chao's side was still not finished, so Xing Baohua went over to help and they worked together to figure it out.

During installation, I asked Jiang Chao, "Have you ever played this drum before?"

"If you've tried playing with them separately, you should try putting them back together."

"What does that mean?" Xing Baohua wondered to himself, what does it mean to have played with everything taken apart?

“Look at this big one, I used to wear it around my neck and beat it when I was in the Young Pioneers. This little snare drum, I also wore it around my neck, it made a clattering sound. And this has a brass plectrum, we played with the small ones,” Jiang Chao explained.

Xing Baohua felt like covering his head again. How long would this training take?!

Okay! I'll let it slide. As Teacher Li said, these people all have a foundation and learn quickly. I should have chased them away as soon as they got off the bus.

We can't let them practice in the factory; we need to find somewhere else. Yes, outside, somewhere. We can run a cable over the wall and take it outside, just turn the volume down.

Let Teacher Li lead the fun; Xing Baohua doesn't have time to play with them right now. After making these arrangements, Xing Baohua returned to her office.

I was so angry just now, I need to calm down.

"Where did you recruit these people from?" Teacher Cheng asked with a smile.

"The provincial capital!"

"What are you going to do with it! Be your factory's performance troupe?" Teacher Cheng asked doubtfully.

"You overestimate this factory, calling it a performance troupe. That's just a band for recording tapes; it's far too unprofessional," Xing Baohua said helplessly.

"Why don't you go to the capital? There should be more people there."

Hearing this, Xing Baohua fell silent; there was no way to respond. If he had that ability, he would have done it long ago.

Get to work. The more I talk about it, the more frustrated I get.

At lunchtime, we had a big pot of food, and Xiaobo became the cook. The dishes tasted good, but there wasn't enough to eat.

Five more people.

I'll make do with Guo Kai noodles for now, and buy some more to return to him in the afternoon.

While I was working after dinner, the phone kept ringing. Teacher Cheng answered it and then arranged for a car to pick me up.

Tell Xing Baohua that the supplier will be here soon.

The circuit board supplier has arrived.

With a sigh, I realized I couldn't get my work done. One thing after another, another person kept coming over. How was I supposed to do any research?

Perhaps sensing Xing Baohua's impatience, Teacher Cheng said, "Once you're done with your work and the experiment is successful, I'll apply for a big award for you."

"Forget about the big prize, let's settle for cash! I wouldn't mind if you gave me a hundred or two hundred thousand, it wouldn't be too much or too little."

This time, Teacher Cheng was speechless.

About forty minutes later, Xiao 212 returned, bringing two people with him.

When I met Xing Baohua and his colleagues, they introduced me to Factory 4467 in the province.

The visitors were Zhang Weiguang, the factory's deputy director of business, and Li Tengbo, a technician from the factory.

The temporary office wasn't very big to begin with, and it got crowded with so many people; there wasn't even a dedicated meeting room. However, Xing Baohua was reminded to find one when they got back.

Xing Baohua called Liu Quan over, and also brought the board with him.

Xing Baohua took out the drawings from the drawer and showed them to the other party. The technician quickly looked at them, then took out a calculator and a small notebook from his pocket and began to calculate the costs.