There are people rushing on the road, and there are all kinds of hawking and shouting.
More than two hours later, Yu Hua returned to school with sore legs and feet and went straight to the dormitory. There was no one else in the dormitory. Zhou Yuan and Ji Han were busy in the temporary workshop outside the school, producing the remaining Qiming brand light sources.
After Hua Luogeng personally contacted Beiping No. 4 Middle School, it was decided at a high-level meeting of the school that he received a privilege - leaving school early on Saturdays and coming and going freely on weekdays.
Every week from Monday to Friday, I normally have classes at school. On Saturdays and Sundays, I go to Tsinghua West Campus to study. I can usually go in and out of school freely.
I have to say, this is a real little privilege.
Of course, this privilege was not publicly publicized. Only the school teacher and dormitory classmates knew about it. After all, it would have a bad impact on the school if it was publicized.
A few days ago, Yu Hua took advantage of his right to freely enter and exit the school to weld all the cabinets for the order in the temporary workshop and assemble ten lighting sources. The remaining orders of more than thirty units were left to Zhou Yuan and others.
Without time to rest, Yu Hua found the manuscript of "Mechanical Drawing" that was secretly stored in his personal cabinet, wrapped it in a newspaper, put it in his old school bag, then changed out of his No. 4 Middle School uniform and put on a simple and popular gray robe.
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After changing his clothes, Yu Hua did not have any signs of his original identity.
Now, his name is – ‘Zhang San’.
"The first manuscript is submitted to the Journal of Tsinghua University, the second is submitted to Peking University, and the third is submitted to Science. It's really troublesome to submit multiple manuscripts. It would be nice if there were printers from later generations." After changing clothes, Yu Hua silently arranged in his mind.
As for the order of submission, I decided to give the first manuscript to National Tsinghua University, which will soon become my alma mater.
Tsinghua Bimonthly, officially known as Journal of Tsinghua University, is a top national journal established by National Tsinghua University. Its influence is probably second only to the later CSSCI.
It is published every fortnight and is stable in time. It is divided into three major sections: natural science edition, philosophy and social science edition, and English edition. The scope of submissions for the natural science edition covers information science, mechanical engineering, precision instruments and mechanics, engineering mechanics, automotive engineering, and water conservancy.
and hydropower projects.
The section that Yu Hua wants to submit for is the Natural Science Section of the Journal of Tsinghua University.
Carrying a popular school bag, Yu Hua walked out of the dormitory, gently closed the door, walked down the stairs and left the boys' dormitory, heading towards the school gate.
Along the way, he met some first-year students who greeted them with respect and smiles. Yu Hua responded with a smile, nodded gently in return, and bid farewell to these first-year students.
Any hot topic will eventually cool down. As time goes by, students gradually become more normal towards Yu Hua and are no longer as exaggerated as before.
Of course, with the aura of being number one in the school, Yu Hua still gained the respect of most students.
After leaving school, Yu Hua followed the post office of the Republic of China in his memory, walked west, and walked for about ten minutes to the Zhonghua Post Office located south of Pingan Lane.
The post office was in a remote area, with four big characters hanging on the plaque - China Post Office. Yu Hua took a look at it and walked straight into it.
The post office is simply furnished, with a black counter in the center. There are two young people inside, one counting items and the other holding a pen to copy records.
"Send something, or pick something up?" When someone came in, the young man holding a pen and copying records raised his head, looked at Yu Hua, and asked.
Yu Hua didn't sell it, he went straight to the point and gave the key information: "Send a gift, a book, to the Journal of Tsinghua University."
"Are you talking about the National Tsinghua University in Tsinghua Park?" After hearing the information given by Yu Hua, the young man had a strange look on his face and couldn't help but confirm.
Yu Hua was confused: "Uh... yes, what's wrong?"
"It's less than 20 miles from Tsinghua University. Why don't you just walk there and submit your article? It costs money to go to the post office." The young man responded.
It was sent to the Journal of Tsinghua University for no other purpose than to submit articles, but the young man had never seen the situation of sending it to Ping'anli Post Office and to Tsinghua Park Post Office.
The distance between the two places is less than twenty miles, and it only takes half a day to go back and forth. If you go quickly, you can get there in less than half a day. Why spend postage on such a short distance?
"This is a personal need, please excuse me." Yu Hua understood the meaning and smiled.
Seeing that Yu Hua insisted on doing this, the young man shook his head and said, "Okay, first class mail or registered mail?"
"Posted."
"It's 2 cents more for registered mail. This is a form. Can you write?" The young man was a little surprised. He didn't expect Yu Hua to choose the expensive registered mail. He glanced at Yu Hua again, confused, and took a form from the counter.
Passed it to Yu Hua and asked.
"Yes." Yu Hua smiled slightly, stepped forward, took the form, and took out a pen from his arms.
Can you write?
Yu Hua's answer stunned the young man for a moment, as did his companion who was counting the items. He stopped specifically, turned his head, and stared at Yu Hua, who was quickly filling out the form with a pen in his hand.
Sender: Zhang San.
Shipping address: Pinganli Post Office.
Item sent: Manuscript.
Under the gaze of the two people, Yu Hua wrote the relevant information, put away the pen, and handed the form to the young man at the counter: "Here, I've written it down and here it is for you, see if there are any questions?"
"Are you...teacher?" The young man took the form and looked at it. He saw dignified regular script characters and his tone immediately became respectful.
The pen handwriting was a hundred times more beautiful than what he wrote. After his impression, only a teacher at school could write such beautiful handwriting.
"No, is there something wrong with the form?" Sensing the change in the post office worker's attitude, Yu Hua smiled and responded.
The post office worker shook his head slightly: "No, please give me the things."
"Please be careful, this book is very important and must be delivered." Yu Hua opened his schoolbag, took out "Mechanical Drawing" wrapped in newspaper, and placed it on the counter with a serious face.
The entire "Mechanical Drawing" is not thick, but the knowledge recorded in it is crucial. If nothing else happens, this "Mechanical Drawing" will become the first systematic mechanical drawing standard in Chinese history, laying the foundation for the future.
The first foundation was laid for the development of industrial standardization.
If something unexpected happens, consider all your hard work during this time to be in vain.
"Okay, I will definitely do it." Seeing the solemnity and solemnity on Yu Hua's face, the post office staff nodded seriously even though they had not opened the inspection yet.
Yu Hua nodded and waited quietly for the post office staff to complete the inspection. He immediately paid eight cents for postage and two cents for hanging postage, and turned around and left the gate of Ping'anli Post Office.
Outside the door, the weather suddenly became clear, and a ray of sunshine fell on Yu Hua, as if he was covered with a layer of golden feathers.
"I hope it can play a role, even just a little bit. It is the most humiliating to be blocked from basic knowledge. I don't know enough about the knowledge blockade. I don't know if the professor understands it. I will ask when I have the opportunity. In this era
There are too many missing things, and I will slowly fill them in, whether it is drawing or other key knowledge and things. It is getting late, so I will go back and continue working hard to write the second and third manuscripts."
Bathed in the sunshine, Yu Hua raised his head and looked at the Chinese blue sky above his head, thinking silently in his heart.
effort.
Don't relax even for a moment.
Ten thousand years is too long, I only seize the day.
With a faint smile on his face, Yu Hua left without looking back.
Soon after returning to school, Yu Hua took out a large amount of blank manuscript paper and drawing tools and started handwriting the second manuscript of "Mechanical Drawing" according to the schedule when no one was disturbed.
At the current stage, the trilogy of "Cartography Standards" will be completed first, and in the mid-term stage, "Barefoot Doctors", "Militia Training Manual", and "Friends of Military and Civilian Dual-Use Talents" will be completed.
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Journal of Tsinghua University, Editorial Department.