Scholars in the courtyard

Seeing Silly Zhu running out, Xu Damao laughed in the crowd. This time Silly Zhu was embarrassed and embarrassed.

But looking at Yang Xiaotao in the crowd, his face showed some gloom.

"Boy, just wait, hum!"

Yang Xiaotao didn't see Xu Damao, and was very surprised by Sha Zhu's appearance. Who would have thought that Sha Zhu would suffer such a big loss?

And now is the critical moment for the assessment.

However, this matter is very Xu Damao's style.

Yang Xiaotao decided to go back and give Silly Zhu a warning. Xu Damao had done this kind of bad thing a lot anyway, so he could just push it on him.

Letting these enemies in the courtyard fall in love and kill each other is one of the few entertainment activities.

Xu Damao, who was thinking about how to deal with Yang Xiaotao, never imagined that Yang Xiaotao, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, could be so bad, and that he really got into the wrong person by accident.

If you think about it, you will probably be very depressed.

On the other side, the assessment of the second-level fitter in the first workshop is also in progress.

Director Sun from the first workshop looked at the assessment workpiece given by Guo Liang and scratched his head. He had just heard about the assessment situation of the third workshop. He originally wanted to laugh at the people in the third workshop, but he turned around and Guo Liang came to the first workshop.

Moreover, the workpiece given is also extremely difficult for a second-level fitter.

Now, he is also worried about his dozen or so first-level fitters, what if...

I hope you don’t shave your head!

Among the assessors, Jia Dongxu looked at the workpiece and felt a little at a loss.

During the original assessment, after Yi Zhonghai's personal guidance, as long as it was an ordinary workpiece, he could pass the test.

Coupled with the relationship with his master Yi Zhonghai, he will definitely become a second-level fitter.

But now, the script is wrong.

With his hands and feet in a panic, Jia Dongxu had to try his best to finish it and pray to the goddess of luck to help him.

Time flies, half an hour passes in the blink of an eye, and the assessment is over.

Jia Dongxu left the workstation with a dejected face. He failed again this year.

Director Sun's face was already livid, because only one person passed this year's second-level assessment.

Although I haven’t shaved my head, the passing rate has reached a record low.

Thinking of Deputy Factory Director Xu's next inquiry, cold sweat broke out on my head.

"Director Sun, you have two talented people in your workshop, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, but they are evaluated like this?"

"It seems that everyone in your workshop is slacking off!"

Guo Liang ignored Director Sun's gaze, left a few words and turned to leave.

Director Sun's face changed color, from yellow to white, then to red, and finally to livid.

At this moment, he also came back to his thoughts.

To be able to become a workshop director, one must at least have low emotional intelligence.

Guo Liang said this, especially naming two people. In front of people like them, even when they speak, they will mention it implicitly, rather than so directly.

But if Guo Liang said this directly, there was only one reason: these two people had offended him.

I was thinking in my mind that I would treat Guo Liang to a drink when the assessment was over to understand what was going on.

Otherwise, you will regret it if you are stabbed from behind.

However this is not over yet.

After Guo Liang left the first and third workshops, he called the assessors from each workshop for a short meeting.

Next, the assessments that are not yet in progress will continue. For those that are not yet in progress, all assessors have raised their assessment standards, which are basically intermediate to advanced levels of difficulty.

This time, the whole workshop was filled with grief. I originally hoped to get more wages through the assessment in the afternoon.

And the assessment was so strict this time, will it always be like this in the future?

If that were the case, wouldn’t he have to spend his whole life in junior jobs?

However, no matter how the workers lamented, the difficulty of the assessment did not decrease at all.

Near noon, the eighth-level assessment in the workshop officially began.

Whether they are fitters, forgers, welders, etc., they are all treasures in this steel rolling mill.

There are tens of thousands of people in the entire steel rolling mill, but there are only a few eighth-level workers.

Moreover, they all passed when the factory was first established. At that time, the assessment was not strict, so many eighth-level workers emerged across the country.

However, with the improvement of the system and strict requirements on workpiece quality, this assessment is becoming more and more difficult.

Otherwise, several sets of assessment artifacts will be prepared for each assessment, which may be difficult or easy.

Even though the CET-8 exam is difficult, many people take the exam every year.

There are more than 100 seventh-level workers in the entire workshop, and there are more than 20 people taking the assessment this time.

At the eighth-level blacksmith assessment site, Liu Haizhong and the other two were ready and relaxed. He had been preparing for this assessment for a year.

Moreover, he specially found a "connection" and asked the assessor responsible for this assessment to take a "familiar" question.

Seeing the assessor walk in, he was an acquaintance, and he immediately became happy.

However, when the assessor came up with the assessment questions, Liu Haizhong was stunned.

No, it shouldn't be this.

He panicked and immediately looked at the examiner, "Mr. Wang, did you get the wrong question?"

Liu Haizhong blinked as he spoke, but he didn't want the other person to look at him at all. He put the question on the sign board, then sat aside and took out the timer.

The other two seventh-level blacksmiths had already begun to prepare tools, but Liu Haizhong was filled with panic.

This time he took the test on the sidelines and practiced in private on prepared questions, but he didn't want the questions to be changed and he was not prepared at all.

I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go ahead.

At noon, the entire factory assessment was completed.

In the kitchen, Silly Zhu sat on a small stool with a depressed expression.

The surrounding kitchen helpers stayed away from each other, for fear that they would be stifled by the smell if they got close.

In this assessment, there was originally no problem with his craftsmanship, but when he came back, he smelled like shit, which made the chef in charge of the assessment refuse to respond.

At the beginning of the assessment, although a specialty dish was fried, the chef responsible for trying it really didn't feel it. The cooking also pays attention to the color, flavor and taste.

No need to think about it, just looking at the face of the master, he knew that he would not be successful in this assessment. Silly Zhu felt so depressed.

"Asshole, damn bastard, I have to find out who did it!"

Silly Zhu thought about being ridiculed and bragging when he returned to the courtyard, and he wanted to find that person immediately and tear him to pieces.

"Shazhu, go home and wash up quickly. Can we do any more work while you are here?"

Liu Lan was shouting from the side. Although she was just a helper, her carefree personality made her accustomed to standing out. She dared to say things that others were embarrassed to say.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry up!"

Silly Zhu shouted angrily, but he didn't expect Liu Lan to be afraid of him at all.

"What's wrong? You can't let people talk to you like this?"

"Look at how stinky you are, why don't you let anyone work here?"

"If we can't cook enough and the workers can't eat, the responsibility will be yours!"

Silly Zhu raised his head and stared at Liu Lan, breathing out loudly from his mouth. His posture made the people around him fearful, for fear that Silly Zhu would raise his fist.

However, Liu Lan was not afraid at all. She just took the fool and did not dare to cause trouble.

"snort!"

Seeing Liu Lan's attitude of lying down and waiting for compensation, Shazhu had no choice but to leave.

He came to the factory warehouse to wait, and he had to collect his salary in the afternoon. He couldn't go back now.

On the other side, Yang Xiaotao, Wang Fa, Zhou Peng and other worker friends walked to the canteen and started eating.

At this time, the radio in the factory rang.

"Good afternoon, fellow workers."

"In order to build our great motherland, comrades workers are working hard and devoting their youth and sweat to their posts every moment."

…

"The following comrades have successfully improved their levels through continuous learning and improvement of their skills, contributing to the strength of the motherland and continuing to shine."

"Congratulations to Chen Qiguo, the second-level forger in the first workshop, for successfully passing the third-level forger assessment and becoming a third-level forger."

"Congratulations to Workshop 1..."

…

"Congratulations to Yang Xiaotao, the fitter apprentice of the third workshop, for successfully passing the first-level fitter assessment and becoming a first-level fitter."

The sound on the radio continued, and cheers sounded from time to time in the canteen.

The same was true around Yang Xiaotao. After hearing the good news, Wang Fa and Zhou Peng applauded, making Yang Xiaotao a little embarrassed.

This mode of applauding at every turn is really pure and straightforward.

Not far away from them, the uncle was holding a lunch box and looking at Jia Dongxu's weak look, he felt equally angry.

The apprentice he led as an eighth-level fitter failed to pass the second-level assessment in two years. It would be a loss of face to tell this.

Especially on the table next to him, Yang Xiaotao, who was in the same hospital, became a first-level fitter in just two months, and this was without a master.

Now that he has passed the assessment, he has caught up with Jia Dongxu in terms of level.

Comparing them, it's clear which one of the two is better than the other.

But looking at Jia Dongxu's appearance, he didn't want to hit him. After all, this was his choice to support the elderly.

"Dongxu, cheer up."

"It's just a test. If you can't pass it, it doesn't matter. Just pass it next time."

"And this time the assessment requirements are indeed stricter. If you follow the practice of previous years, it won't be a problem to pass Level 2 with your skills."

"So, cheer up and you will definitely pass the next test."

Yi Zhonghai comforted and cheered up Jia Dongxu.

After hearing this, Jia Dongxu felt better. Although he still felt sorry for the salary, if he didn't pass it, he wouldn't pass it. He could only wait until next year.

"Don't worry, master, I will definitely be able to pass next year."

As he finished speaking, he heard voices continuing to come from the radio.

"In order to build the great motherland better and faster, with the approval of the party organization and factory leaders, we will strengthen the grade evaluation and assessment in the future, strive to select more outstanding talents, and contribute to the construction of the motherland."

"Secretary Liu of our factory hopes that all comrades workers will study hard, strive for excellence, strive to improve their skills, and strive to be a brick of socialism..."

The heroic words Jia Dongxu just said were immediately shattered, and even Yi Zhonghai was frightened by the news.

what's the situation?

Everyone was confused.

With this announcement, the people who were still in high spirits immediately calmed down. Today's assessment was weird, but it also showed that the factory has raised the requirements in the assessment. In the future, if they want to improve their level, they need to show their true skills.

Some people are happy and some are worried. For those who work hard, this is painful, because they must work hard if they want to improve in the future.

But those who worked hard saw hope, because the assessment became simpler and they would not be led astray by crooked ways.

Individuals have different thoughts, but Yang Xiaotao has no objection to this.

On the contrary, strict assessment is a reflection of fairness for workshop workers.

"master!"

Jia Dongxu shouted without confidence.

Yi Zhonghai came back to his senses, and then looked at Jia Dongxu, sinking for a second, "Dongxu, do me a good job next!"

"Stop working hard, otherwise the master won't be able to help you."

"Oh, I understand, Master."

"Don't worry, I will definitely pass the exam next year and I will never embarrass you."

Jia Dongxu's only reliance now is his master Yi Zhonghai. Looking at Yi Zhonghai's serious look, he feels scared in his heart.

"Well, as long as you have this determination and are willing to work hard, the master will make sure you pass next year!"

"Well, thank you, master."

"We are already strangers when we talk about this. I have always regarded you as my son."

"I know that master is the best to me, and I, Jia Dongxu, will remember it in my heart forever."

"Um."