The weather outside is quite hot, but Building No. 1 of the Chinese Department is the oldest teaching building in Shu University. The walls are very thick and it feels like an air raid shelter. It is much cooler than outside.

In addition to the lecture room No. 302 in Teaching Building No. 3 where large classes are held, this classroom will be the main classroom for Zhou Zhi’s class in the future.

Two freshman major courses, "Ancient Chinese" and "Modern Chinese", will be taken here.

Stack the extra desks and chairs at the back of the classroom, and form a circle around the classroom. The simple venue is now decorated.

The class fees have not yet been paid uniformly, so Zhang Qianyi requisitioned a large part of the cantaloupe and grapes brought by Xu Gang and reserved them for the current class meeting.

Then Zhou Zhi suggested that he go to several dormitories to beg for alms, brought back a few packs of fruit juice, borrowed a few thermos bottles to make drinks, and informed his classmates that they would have drinks if they brought their own water bottles.

Zhou Zhi used the remaining money to buy gelatin powder, soaked her hair in cold water, melted it in boiling water, and put it in a basin to solidify and turn into jelly.

Boil another pot of brown sugar water, and the students bring lunch boxes and spoons. This "jelly" is added with brown sugar water, raisins, hawthorn powder, peanuts, and crushed watermelon, and it becomes a novel way to eat ice powder.

Zhou Zhi, who still needed melon seed candies, went to Laoguan to get "sponsorship". A simple but not simple party, in the absence of class fees, was considered a success.

"As long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties." Zhang Qianyi looked at the words "Welcome Party for Class 1, Grade 93 of the Chinese Department" neatly written on the blackboard: "The writing on the elbow's blackboard is very beautiful!"

Zhou Zhi was adjusting the speakers at the corner of the blackboard, but Li Jia was too generous. The speakers he gave could not be pushed directly with a single player, so he had to use the cheap DIY integrated machine as the first-level amplification, and then connected it to the Hongyuan speakers.

This involved a very precise debugging process. When Zhou Zhi put the "Selected Piano Songs of Richard Clayderman" provided by Zhang Qianyi into his Epworth player, the beautiful piano sound suddenly came from the teacher's room.

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"Hey! This effect is good!" Zhang Qianyi felt very comfortable: "Isn't this effect almost better than the one we heard at Wuse Company?"

"That's far from it." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Boss, you just can't tell."

"I think it's much better than the one that costs several thousand dollars at home!" Li Dongping was a little surprised: "What brand of stereo is this? Isn't the boss of this company too generous?"

"There is also the bonus of the classroom environment." Zhou Zhi is very satisfied with the speaker position and debugging plan he set up: "The space has a huge impact on the sound field. In our classroom, there is a bit of self-reverberation when speaking loudly, which is generally the case at home.

so."

"Not bad, not bad," Zhao Xing nodded: "Let's try rock music again."

Zhou Zhi took out a tape from the Sony player provided by Zhao Xing and put it into his own player. Soon the music turned into the heavy metal-style "Internationale" that exploded.

"Hey - come on, gay Han Gao, let me be tired - tired! Hey, come on - you should suffer for group shooting -" Zhao Xing's broken voice roared along with the music.

"What the hell are you singing!" Li Dongping slapped Zhao Xing on the head: "People who are suffering all over the world!"

"You don't want me from Guangdong to start a revolution?" Zhao Xing said with dissatisfaction on his forehead: "The Uprising in Wuchang, your hometown, is still behind the uprising in Huanghuagang, my hometown!"

"This is all a mess!" Li Dongping didn't think the voice of lead singer Ding Wu was pleasant at all: "How dare you come out to sing like this?"

"At least his voice is better than Luo Dayou's?" Xu Gang said something fair.

"But Jep's radio player is really advanced, and it can automatically select songs!" Li Dongping expressed his envy: "You are obviously a capitalist bastard, but you are still making a revolution..."

Zhao Xing's family runs a toy factory. They are among the first families to earn foreign exchange through exports. In Zhang Qianyi's words, they are "always squandering money." The player is Sony's latest model with a full metal casing and a song selection function, which is quite cool.

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However, the bass performance of Sony's single player is not as good as Zhou Zhi's old Aihua, so Zhou Zhi still uses his own old Aihua as the sound source, and Zhao Xing's is reduced to a "music selection machine".

"Hi! We're here to help!" Just as everyone was making a fuss, a girl called Tiantian at the door: "What kind of music are you playing? You can hear it from a long way away, it's really making a fuss!"

"Are you here? We are tuning the music." Zhou Zhi quickly stopped the music, replaced it with Priscilla Chan, and also lowered the volume.

"This is a very famous band, Tang Dynasty. They sing heavy metal rock. They are very famous..." It was Li Yijia who just spoke, and Zhao Xing tried to explain to others.

"Oh, it doesn't sound good." Li Yijia sealed his throat with his sword.

"Zhao Xing, you are from Guangdong Province. You must be good at singing Cantonese songs, right?" Tong Xiaolin and Qi Xinyan were also present, and now it was Qi Xinyan who was asking the question.

"Don't!" Li Dongping and Huang Ruishan stopped them at the same time. They didn't want to be tortured.

Qi Xinyan handed the two microphones to Zhang Qianyi: "Teacher Zhang asked me to bring these to you. I heard that you have already got the speakers, so you don't need her help. Is this what you have now?"

"Well, how's the effect?" Zhang Qianyi was a little proud: "I made it with my elbow, and it will be the equipment in our dormitory from now on."

"Wow, I envy you so much!" Li Yijia exclaimed.

"Actually, we have another set. If you want it, I can give it to you." After receiving the color from Zhao Xing, Li Dongping immediately said: "Although it's not as good as this set, the effect is pretty good, isn't it an elbow?"

"Isn't this one too big for you?" Qi Xinyan said, "Our dormitory is already crowded enough."

"We have a small dormitory, so the speaker is just a small speaker. A mid-range speaker with a strong bass, plus two small tweeters." Zhou Zhi said: "It's actually not that big, just about..." After speaking, he gestured with a shoe box with his hand.

Size and shape: "...it's about this big."

"If it's this big, we can consider it. How much does it cost?" Qi Xinyan asked.

"We bought it for 200 yuan," Zhao Xing said.

"Two hundred yuan is a complete set of equipment." Zhou Zhi quickly added: "Actually, the combined power amplifier... ah, this is it, and the cost is one hundred and twenty."

"We can just make the speakers ourselves," Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "Because the boss said before that we wanted to make two big boxes for the class, so we bought equipment worth 80 yuan. In fact, the small boxes don't use that much. What do you think?

If you want it, just buy this integrated machine for $12, and I will make a small speaker and give it to you."

"Xiaolin, what do you think?" Qi Xinyan and Li Yijia were obviously moved, but they still looked at Tong Xiaolin, who had been silent.

Tong Xiaolin smiled slightly: "But you have to hear the effect."

"That's easy to do." Zhou Zhi said: "We can also be responsible for door-to-door debugging to ensure that users are satisfied. If there are any problems in the future, we will consciously come to provide service."

"What a beautiful thought! The dormitory aunt can't beat you to death!" Li Yijia said with a smile: "You guys can't enter our girls' dormitory! This is a school rule!"
Chapter completed!