Xing Baohua didn't even have time to look at the instrument after receiving it. He went back to his office and called the symphony orchestra.
Now that Grandpa Li is around there all the time, it's easy to find him. We left a message asking Grandpa Li to call us back.
Xing Baohua continued with his work, while Teacher Ren was typing away on his computer.
The two were playing like they were in a competition, and all you could hear was the crackling sound.
Less than half an hour later, the phone rang, and Xing Baohua had no choice but to go and answer it.
Grandpa Li called and asked, "What do you want?"
"The instrument has arrived. The person who brought you here should come quickly. Okay, you can come back too. Don't worry, there's a place to stay." After saying that, Xing Baohua hung up the phone.
"You really have a lot on your plate, dealing with musical instruments and cassette tapes," Teacher Cheng said with a smile.
"I want to get rich quick and make more money," Xing Baohua said with a smile.
What do you need so much money for?
"Would you believe me if I said I would contribute to the construction of the Four Modernizations of our motherland?" Xing Baohua continued jokingly.
"If you can stay true to yourself, I'll believe you. I'm just afraid you'll change your mind along the way," Teacher Cheng said.
Xing Baohua nodded without speaking, and continued coding. He didn't need to think about many things; he simply typed out what he had seen in his mind.
But to others, it was astonishing; they felt he was a genius. They wished they could bring him into the team.
To a certain extent, Teacher Cheng even wanted to destroy the factory for him so that he could do something without any worries.
Then I thought about it, and realized that this guy isn't the type to do anything productive! He's so unfocused.
It's all films and animations, cassette tapes and symphonies. This isn't typical electronics. I don't understand why they'd do that.
If it's about making money, I haven't seen how they make money at all!
Around noon, I sent Xiaobo to the town to buy some food. The kitchen shed was newly set up, and the stove was made of bricks; it would take another day to dry before it was usable.
I haven't bought pots, pans, or other kitchenware yet. Now that we have tricycles, I can go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy them anytime.
After lunch, Xing Baohua began drawing the circuit diagram for the wireless Wi-Fi. He'd never done this kind of ultra-long-distance point-to-point bridging before!
He could only figure it out, but no matter how he did it, it was essentially the same as a router. The key was still device connectivity, and he was only familiar with the 2.4GHz band.
But to break out of this frequency band, we need to make changes.
A backdoor has already been left; if a frequency band needs to be changed, only wireless experts can do it, and he provides the hardware support.
Teacher Cheng didn't disturb him, but stood behind Xing Baohua and watched him draw.
Judging from Xing Baohua's drawing skills, an expert can tell at a glance whether someone is good or not; this level of skill is not something a young person could produce.
If Xing Baohua knew someone was praising him, he would definitely say that if he had a CAD drawing tool, he would still be drawing with a ruler. Even interns don't do that anymore.
In the evening, Grandpa Li called to say that they had arrived.
Xing Baohua was so busy drawing that he forgot to arrange accommodation.
Then I asked Teacher Cheng, "Teacher Cheng, is your place far away?"
"It's not far, what's wrong?"
“A few friends came from the provincial capital. They called me this morning asking me to arrange accommodations, but I was so busy that I forgot. I’ll use your car to take them back to the machinery factory’s guesthouse later. I’m sorry to keep you from going back to rest,” Xing Baohua explained.
"It's alright, use the car for now. Don't go to the machinery factory's guesthouse. I'll have the driver take us to our accommodation, and we'll arrange everything together," Teacher Cheng said, probably because he saw how enthusiastic Xing Baohua was. I just don't know if he'll reimburse the expenses in the end.
Never mind all that, let's go pick them up first.
The 212 jeep only fits four people, and even with three in the back, it's still cramped. If five people come, the fourth can't possibly lie down on the roof!
Xing Baohua also had to ride a donkey along.
After putting down my work, I went to the train station with the driver.
Grandpa Li was at the exit of the train station with four young men, some standing and some squatting, all with cigarettes in their mouths.
The four young men were quite fashionable, wearing long-sleeved shirts and flared jeans.
"When will the person you mentioned come to pick us up, Teacher Li?" One of them looked very energetic, and his hair was neatly cut.
Grandpa Li said, "It'll be soon."
The young man, who was squatting down, asked, "Teacher Li, are you really going to form a band? I've never touched an electric instrument before!"
"I heard it's a drum set, but I don't know if you can play?"
The jumbled questions gave Grandpa Li a bit of a headache.
Xing Baohua asked him to recruit people, but all he got were these unemployed people. Who would come with a decent job?
Actually, all of them have a good foundation; their families all work in song and dance troupes, and they grew up playing musical instruments.
Grandpa Li went to the dance troupe to find an acquaintance, and they brought him these oddballs. In his mind, young people pick up new things very quickly.
Don't let their odd appearance fool you; these four are all musically gifted, having played various instruments since childhood. They've handled almost every instrument in the song and dance troupe.
After waiting for about forty minutes, Xing Baohua arrived.
As I got out of the car, I saw the people around Grandpa Li and felt like covering my head in embarrassment.
He was the same age as me and dressed in the most fashionable clothes available, but he didn't look like a good person.
As for whether he can play a musical instrument, never mind. Let's take him back and talk about it tomorrow.
He said to Teacher Li, "Let them get in the car and rest at their lodgings for the night. They can try again tomorrow. Teacher Li, could you please ride in my car?"
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Grandpa Li said "Okay." Then he said to the young men, "You guys get on the bus first and follow along."
Xing Baohua didn't correct him, and finally followed behind 212 to see where they were going.
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