"It's going to have dinner soon, why are you going to take me back?" Hao Shuai was pressed onto the bed for no reason, protecting his body and was very scared.

"I'm a little dizzy. Please help me figure out a few things." After comforting Zhang Yifu, he sat next to him and asked kindly, "Shirtful...we are now a socialist country?"

"..." Hao Shuai looked at Zhang Yifu like a monster and began to answer his various ** questions.

In more than an hour, Zhang Yifu combined his memories and Hao Shuai's narrative to understand the world and himself roughly.

Although many things seem familiar, this is still a world of fiction, not history. The great era and environment are not much different from the 1990 I know, but the names of the rulers are something that Zhang Yifu has never heard of. Whether it is the US president or the Japanese prime minister, they are people he has never heard of. But those companies are still there, and film and television works even exist, but the actors and directors have changed their style. It seems unlikely to hold the elder brother's thigh in the future.

As for Zhang Yifu himself, his situation is actually similar to his previous life. His parents are employees of the power industry, his mother is a meter reader, and his father is responsible for installing and maintaining the meter. However, this generation of fathers experienced that accident and had a big ups and downs.

As he was chatting, Zhang Yifu suddenly remembered something and asked quickly: "Shuai Shuai, this year is 90 years old, are there any World Cup?"

"Yes, but it will take half a month to start."

"The 1990 World Cup..." Zhang Yifu recalled it hard. Unfortunately, his "electronic" computer could not touch this knowledge. Judging from the thinking of modern people, if you know who won the championship in advance and bet all your wealth in it. Unfortunately, in 1990, Zhang Yifu was still wearing open-crotch pants and didn't know what the World Cup was.

Hao Shuai sighed: "Yes, this year Japan has obtained the hosting rights, so you don't have to stay up late to watch it!"

"??" Zhang Yifu was shocked, "Japan?"

"Yes, Japan World Cup."

"Shouldn't Japan be a financial crisis in the miserable life?"

"What financial crisis? Now Japan's economy is close to the United States."

Zhang Yifu suddenly felt very immense. Although he didn't remember which country was held in the 1990 World Cup, it was absolutely impossible for Japan. He asked immediately: "Where is the Soviet Union, has it disintegrated?"

"Disassembly? It's been three or four years."

Although Zhang Yifu had limited knowledge, he still remembered the collapse of the Soviet Union in the 1990s. It seems that many experiences in his previous life are useless. You don’t need to think about making a vote in the stock market and betting on the court.

Fortunately, the macro development of the times has not changed. Although time and details are misaligned, the general direction is still correct. In the past life, Zhang Yifu often thought - with the experience of his previous life, you can make QQ when you are reborn in Shenzhen decades ago? Go back to Hangzhou decades ago, you can create Taobao? Go back to Silicon Valley decades ago, you can compile Windows?

He thought the answer was no, because even if he allowed himself to travel to the end of the Yuan Dynasty, he would never be Zhu Yuanzhang.

When QQ was born, at least five companies were making this kind of software; before Microsoft was released, Gates was already a super expert in this field. Only the best and most lucky guy could succeed, and those who were ambitious and had plans will eventually become the source of inspiration for others.

Ability, character, opportunity, this is the ever-changing truth.

Zhang Yifu knew that he had a lot to do, but when it comes to himself and the high voltage electricity in his head, the only right way is to continue to follow the professional path.

Besides, this path is not inferior to IT and finance at all, but not many people know this now.

In the empty staircase classroom, the counselor and department director were still accompanying Liu Jianwang to review the papers.

"The overall quality of our college is still very high." Liu Jianwang picked up a paper full of formulas and smiled, "I really can't understand this one. Professor Chen, please help me comment."

The old professor took the paper, squinted his eyes and smiled with satisfaction: "It's right, all the thermodynamic and electromagnetic formulas used in power generation facilities are listed, and there are sketches of generator circuit design behind it. I believe that this classmate has great hope for the graduate entrance examination in such a short time."

Liu Jianwang looked at the old professor's admiration, afraid that he would be unhappy, so he wanted to make him laugh and forced himself back. Yes, this classmate filled the formulas and figures, but there was no sentence in the whole article that he could understand. In fact, this was just a deviant topic. He was not explaining the principles of the thermal power plant, but explaining the entire thermodynamics and electromagnetics.

"Director Liu, what do you think of this?" The counselor next to him handed over a paper. "This handwriting is neat and has good literary talent. Although there are no formulas, anyone can understand it."

"Is that right?" Liu Jianwang took the paper with some expectation, looked at it slightly, and shook his head.

Indeed, this paper is written concisely and easily understood, but key issues are avoided. In the simplest way, boilers, turbines and generators are the three most basic facilities of thermal power plants. The answerer does not know at all. He covers the past with vague and gorgeous words, only talks about coal heating, and promotes the movement of cutting magnetic inductance lines to generate electricity. It is large and empty. Although it is easy to understand, there is nothing practical.

"Oh, it's Zhang Yifu." The old professor smiled and took out a paper and shook it. "The words are pretty, but I have answered too little. I'll take a look first."

Neither the old professor nor Liu Jianwang actually had any expectations for Zhang Yifu. At most, they were just curious. They wanted to know how a cynical student who was cynical and slutty to deal with this assessment.

"Well... the concepts are all right." The old professor squinted his eyes and pursed his lips. "After all, he is smart, and he still has no problem understanding the superficial things... He has also thought about the response measures for power shortage, and this kind of question is considered to be his best... As for the third question, China Electric Power will be twenty years later..."

The old professor looked around and became more and more shocked the more he looked.

"This... this is so nonsense..." The old professor widened his eyes, "1 million kilowatt power plants are popularized... 500 billion kilowatt-hours of power generation? Nosense! It's so nonsense! The development in the past 40 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China is less than one-tenth of this number! Nuclear power... wind power... sustainable development, where are the ideas coming out! Space talks! Electricity is transmitted to Europe? How is it possible! People need our electricity? Besides, for long-distance transmission, how long and high the transmission line should be? It has been half of the loss after sending it!"

The old professor became more and more angry the more he looked at it, and he pushed the paper aside: "You can't mess with divergent thinking. How can our students be so uneasy!"

On the contrary, after Liu Jianwang heard the words of the old professor, a different kind of brilliance flashed in his pupils. Without saying much, he quickly picked up the paper and savored it carefully.
Chapter completed!