Several young people were all in their bell-bottomed pants, dancing in disco amid the music, and some people were watching with great enthusiasm.

Yang Fan and Jiang Yan were also standing not far away.

"Brother Fan, do you know that bell-bottom pants have also become popular in our school, and many students wear these pants."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Is it related to you? You took out the design of the bell-bottom pants and won the first prize in your school."

"I can't be sure of this, maybe it's related." Jiang Yan replied.

Yang Fan felt happy.

If this is the case, it would be interesting. Inadvertently, the bell-bottom trousers became popular and suddenly felt a slight sense of accomplishment in my heart.

This feeling is very comfortable.

Especially looking at the young men dancing in bell-bottom trousers.

The sound of the recorder is relatively loud, and with the dancing of seven or eight young people, more people watching, including some young people.

"Their pants are very special and beautiful, I don't know where to buy them."

“That’s bell-bottom pants.”

“…”

The words like this floated into his ears, Yang Fan smiled happily again and waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go to other places to take a look."

.........

on Monday.

Early in the morning, Yang Fan rode the Yangtze River 750 at about 7:30 from home. Yesterday, he was in his old house all day, and during this period he rode his bike around Jiangyan. Then in the afternoon, he cleaned up, cleaned up, and wiped some furniture.

Jiang Yan also helped, helping sweeping the floor and wiping the tables and chairs.

Three meals a day were eaten at Jiang Yan's house, and Jiang Dahai and his wife were very enthusiastic. Yang Fan gave all the remaining packs of Marlboro to Jiang Dahai, which made him happy for a day and smiled all day long.

When we set off on a bicycle, there were still not many vehicles along the way, but the bicycle army was quite spectacular, and many people rode bicycles to work.

After arriving at the Donghai Institute, he parked his car under the dormitory building and then walked towards the station. Unintentionally, Yang Fan heard several young designers talking about something.

Four or five of them were walking in front, about ten meters away, and seemed to be talking about Yang Fan teaching everyone the day before yesterday.

"Xiao Cai, it's a pity that you didn't go to listen to Director Yang's lecture."

The young designer Xiao Cai said dismissively: "What a pity? He is about the same age as us. Can you tell me any tricks?"

Another designer next to him shook his head, "Xiao Cai, you underestimate Director Yang too much. Although they are about the same age as us, they are really good at it."

"Yes, Director Yang spoke very well." Another designer agreed, "I went late and had no seats, so I could only lie on the windowsill. But even so, I felt very enjoyable to listen to it, and the notes were filled with three pages."

No way!

The young designer named Xiao Cai showed a surprised expression. Seeing that several of his colleagues didn't seem to be lying and bragging, he suddenly felt a little secretly regretful. He should have really gone to listen to it.

Yang Fan walked behind them.

They did not notice Yang Fan, but almost all of these words floated into Yang Fan's ears. Seeing that everyone's evaluation of their lectures was so high, Yang Fan said in his heart that the hard work of nearly two hours the day before yesterday was not in vain. It seems that everyone's gains are quite good.

Suddenly, my heart was beautiful.

He hummed softly and walked into the office building, pushed the door open and walked into his office. Surprisingly, Zhao Yulan had arrived.

"Director Zhao, you are back."

She and Pan Jinfu and the others went to the capital a few days ago. Yang Fan originally thought that they would not come back until this afternoon as soon as possible.

Zhao Yulan said: "Things went well. We came back yesterday afternoon."

"Oh, by the way." Zhao Yulanxiao said with interest: "Director Yang, I heard that you taught everyone a lesson the day before yesterday, and many people were talking about it, saying that Director Yang's lecture was really exciting, what was going on."

Yang Fan is happy.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yulan heard about this on her first day after she returned from Beijing. It was no secret anyway, so Yang Fan roughly talked about what happened to Shi.

After listening, Zhao Yulan gave a thumbs up, "Director Yang, you are so awesome. It seems that you have a lot of experience in modular and platform design."

Yang Fan said modestly: "Where is talking about military affairs on paper, I just tell you what I saw in the book about modular design."

Zhao Yulan smiled and shook her head.

She knew that Yang Fan's personality was modest, but it wasn't good to be too modest. Sometimes she felt that young people should show their edge.

Maybe Yang Fan didn't expect that it would just tell some designers about modular and platform design, and things would spread so quickly.

Not just on the way to work, there are always some people in the large offices of some design rooms talking about the class the day before yesterday.

"Mr. Li, I will copy your notes."

"Didn't you take notes too?"

"Hehe, I just stood at the gate and barely remembered something. It's not like you are lucky enough to have a place, you can hear it clearly, and there are many things you have recorded in your notebook."

The conversation between the two was noticed by a designer next to him, and he said in confusion: "Does Director Yang really speak such a good class on modular design?"

"It's really well said!"

The two of them answered almost in unison, and then, seeing that they both said the same sentence tacitly, they laughed again.

"No, Yang Fan has been working for so long. He can become the deputy director of the model office and also serve as the deputy director of the combat system. I think it is mostly based on the relationship. He can tell something, so you are really good."

As soon as the designer's words fell, the surroundings instantly became quiet and several gazes looked over.

He said embarrassedly: "Am I wrong?"

I don't know you.

Don't play with me in the future.

This expression appeared on everyone's faces, and some people finally couldn't help it and said loudly: "I had this idea before, but after listening to Director Yang's class the day before yesterday, I found that they were really good at it. The gap between us and others is really not that big."

"Yes, people are so angry that they are so angry that Director Yang knows how much more?"

"After listening to Director Yang's class, I understand a lot of things I didn't understand before, and I don't know when Director Yang will give me another lecture."

“…”

The designer who said that Yang Fan was promoted by relationships was stunned. This, this, this...

No!

Yang Fan is so powerful, it’s not up to the relationship!

......

Pan Jinfu is also at work.

I heard something, and in order to verify it, I picked up the phone and called the overall design room and asked Kuang Wei in detail.

Our Director Kuang is now a fan of Yang Fan, the kind of loyal fans. In the face of Chief Secretary Pan’s inquiry, he spoke frily, and was not stingy with Yang Fan’s praise at all, and his words were full of admiration.

After making the call, Pan Jinfu sat on the chair, thinking about something.

Comrade Yang Fan made us look at him with admiration again. The young man is really good. It seems that we have not fully discovered his true level.

Well, what a genius.

At this time, Pan Jinfu could only use the word "genius" to convince himself, otherwise the reason would not be reasonable, so why did he know so much at a young age?

He thought to himself, "Maybe the talent really needs to be found in ship design. Yang Fan's talent must be much higher than that of ordinary people. It's amazing to have such a level just by reading a large amount of technical information."
Chapter completed!