The contract between Huaxia University and the Third Factory was quickly signed. The Third Factory manufactures parts for Huaxia Industrial Technology and will receive twelve yuan for each set. Excluding the material cost, the Third Factory will receive ten yuan for each set.

The profit, according to the current production capacity of the three factories, if the annual production is fully started

Seventy or eighty thousand sets is no problem. This is still the production capacity of the existing equipment. If the equipment is added, the production can be increased, so the annual profit can reach almost one million yuan. Such a sum of money was simply an astronomical figure in 1984.

Sun Mingfan racked his brains but felt that he couldn't spend it.

After this incident ended, Liu Lang had a rare period of peace and returned to a peaceful study life. In addition to attending classes with junior students every day, he also took some time to attend mathematics and chemistry training.

There was no problem with these two training courses for Liu Lang. They all taught high school knowledge and were not difficult at all. The only thing that interested Liu Lang was the teacher who taught mathematics.

The lecturer on the podium was an old man over seventy years old, with a thin build and white hair, wearing a pair of thick glasses, plain cotton clothes, and the most ordinary pair of coarse cotton shoes on his feet.

The old man has an ordinary appearance, but he is the first "legendary" character Liu Lang has seen, a character who only appeared in textbooks before. Every child who has attended elementary school in this era knows his name.

He is the famous mathematician Hua Luogeng. His name is Hua Luogeng.

In his previous life, this name was a household name, even more famous than the fathers of rockets, Qian Xuesen and Deng Jiaxian. Liu Lang was also full of respect for mathematicians, but what puzzled him was that such a world-famous

Why did the mathematician teach a bunch of children?

Now Hua Luogeng's position is the vice president of the National Academy of Sciences, and he manages various things every day. His knowledge is genuine. Asking him to teach a bunch of children is simply killing a chicken with a knife, no, killing insects.

There is no need to use a bull's-eye.

"The country really uses people without their lives. Such a highly respected mathematician, who is not in good health, has to teach a bunch of children who have only graduated from high school every day. It is really a waste. No, I have to talk to the school!

"

Liu Lang thought to himself that he had read the introduction of this scientist in his previous life. According to normal historical development, next year, in 1985, Hua Luo would go to the island country to attend an academic conference. As a result, he suffered a heart attack while giving a speech.

He suddenly collapsed at the venue and died after being sent to the hospital. Just imagine, a 70-year-old man has to give lectures to a bunch of children. Isn’t he tired? It’s okay if you don’t touch him.

, since you let yourself meet, you must prevent this accident from happening.

It is now mid-March, and Huaxia University has long since returned to its usual bustle. There are students playing and playing in every corner of the campus, and many "artistic" young people are still holding guitars in the woods by the lake.

They played and sang, but the songs they sang were almost all Liu Lang's "She at the Same Desk".

Even though everyone knows Liu Lang, seeing Liu Lang, a short kid walking by on the road, still arouses many people's discussions.

"Have you heard that Liu Lang is now taking classes with a junior? This little guy is a freshman, right?"

"You know what the heck, I heard that Liu Lang has been selected to compete in the Olympic Games. He will go to the United States in a few days... Look at people, he can fly abroad at the age of five. I don't know what I can do in this life.

You can’t come to the United States to see it!”

There were envious glances all around, and Liu Lang felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly walked towards Zhao Tianming's office building.

"Xiao Liu Lang, what are you doing here?"

"Xiao Liu Lang, how is your company doing?"

"Xiao Liu Lang, can I introduce you to a young lady...!"

There were still people harassing Liu Lang in the office building. With great difficulty, he reached the door of Zhao Tianming's office. Before he could knock on the door, Zhao Tianming's voice came from inside the door.

"Minister Lu! That Master Zhang has never studied at Huaxia University for a day. You asked me to grant him a professor's degree. This is against the rules and common sense. It is difficult to handle!"

Zhao Tianming answered the phone in a loud voice, his tone already filled with dissatisfaction.

"Well, well, well, Minister Lu, you are also a scientist, why do you believe this?"

"Yes, yes, I also know your difficulties. Let's talk about it with my colleagues. If it doesn't work, I will issue a fake certificate to Master Zhang... Yes, yes, just put this matter aside.

,Okay, I know what to do!”

Liu Lang listened to the other party's conversation through the crack in the door, and did not knock on the door until Zhao Tianming hung up the phone.

"Come in!"

Zhao Tianming's voice was a little helpless.

"Grandpa Zhao!"

Liu Lang opened the door and walked in.

"Oh, it's Xiao Liu Lang! Why do you think of me? What's the matter? Sit down, sit down!"

Zhao Tianming smiled when he saw it was Liu Lang.

"Grandpa Zhao, I attended a math training class today."

Liu Lang was not polite and sat on the sofa.

"Oh, the math class is taught by Professor Hua himself. His knowledge is among the best in the country. It will definitely be useful for you to listen."

Zhao Tianming poured a glass of water for Liu Lang.

"Thank you, Grandpa Zhao."

Liu Lang took the water glass.

"Professor Hua is of course very knowledgeable, and his lectures are easy to understand, but I see him always covering his heart when he lectures, and sometimes there is a very painful expression on his face. It seems that he is not in good health. Besides, those

Knowledge is a high school course, and asking Professor Hua to teach it seems to be an overkill. I think it’s better to let someone else take the place. What if Professor Hua falls ill due to fatigue?”

Liu Lang made up a random lie.

"What? Liu Lang, are you telling the truth?"

Zhao Tianming was startled.

"Of course it's true, that's why I came to see you, Grandpa Zhao."

"Oh, yes, I've also heard that Professor Hua has some physical problems. He was hospitalized the year before last, but this time he personally invited you to teach you... Well, I'll call Lu Mingzhi later and ask you

You're right, he doesn't need to teach high school knowledge at all... Well, he also has too high expectations for you young people, but health is still the most important thing. You can't go to class because of illness, this old man

So does Hua."

Zhao Tianming and Hua Luogeng were also good friends, and they immediately became concerned when they heard that the other was sick.

"Then I'm relieved... By the way, Grandpa Zhao, what did you say Master Zhang... about on the phone just now?"

Liu Lang asked again.

"Oh, it makes people upset just to talk about it. Nowadays, many people in society practice Qigong. You know this!"

"I know! It's just a bunch of people crawling around on the ground like fools."

Liu Lang replied.

"Haha, your answer is very appropriate, but they don't think they are fools. They always think they can develop some powerful skills. How is this possible? Looking at the history of our country, no one in any dynasty can achieve any kind of flying escape.

The ability of the earth comes, and it is only in

In mythical stories, but now many people believe it, not only ordinary people, but also some big shots. Last year, the country established a human potential research institute, and the person in charge was a general, and there were also heads of some departments.

…really……….

Lu Mingzhi called me just now and said that the general personally issued an order for Huaxia University to issue an honorary professor certificate from the School of Life to a "master" named Zhang Baoshu. Isn't this nonsense? Who is Zhang Baoshu?

?I don’t even know him, so I gave him the certificate just because I was told to? But that’s an order from above, so I can’t give it to him. Alas, there’s no way, there’s no way!”

Zhao Tianming shook his head repeatedly, with anger and helplessness in his tone.

"Zhang Baoshu? It turns out to be this guy."
Chapter completed!