It was already past the beginning of autumn, but Tiancheng, located in northern China, still saw no coolness. The weak warm wind lifted up the curtains and blew lazily into the classroom.

This is a small classroom at Tiancheng University of Technology, where more than a dozen students were sitting scattered. Or to cooperate with the stuffy weather, the students were listless.

But this did not prevent the old man on the podium, he was still writing meticulously on the blackboard.

The old man is in his sixties, slightly bald, and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that have been old for a long time. He is thin, but the eyes behind the glasses are full of energy.

Chalk twitched on the blackboard, and the vigorous handwriting sprinkled a tree-shaped blackboard. The old man stopped writing and looked at it again, fearing that something would be missed.

After a while, he turned around and was about to start speaking when he found that a student sitting in the second row was already asleep.

The old man frowned and raised his hand and pointed, "This classmate, please wake up."

The sleepy students were startled by this low shout, cheered up, and looked at the unlucky guy with their eyes following the old man's fingers.

The credits that come to class are basically worrying. This class talks about the overview of the Chinese automobile industry and the electives. Therefore, most of the students here come to make a living. When they sleep in class, it was a waste of time to sit in the room.

The students were all a little happy, and their eyes looked at the man with gloating.

The guy was sleeping so well that he didn't realize that he had been visited by the whole class. Perhaps a girl next to him could not stand the embarrassment of blocking his sight for him, so he turned around and poked him with his arm.

He then drooled and raised his head and nodded sleepily. Seeing that the professor was pointing at him, he quickly wiped his saliva and stood up.

When the old professor saw him stand up, he put down his hand and joked: "Classmate, are you sleeping well? I don't object to someone sleeping in my class. This is an elective course after all. But what puzzles me is that since you want to sleep, why are you still sitting in the front row?"

There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.

The professor raised his face, glanced at the namebook, and said, "Your name is Li Fanyu?"

The guy nodded, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Seeing his embarrassment, the professor sighed lightly, "It's stupid, stupid, mediocre. In "Preface to the Three-Tangs of the Tang Dynasty", Emperor Taizong of Tang used these eight words to describe himself and the world to set off the emptiness and unpredictability of Buddhism and Taoism. This also applies to our modern national automobile industry."

When the professor saw Li Fanyu hanging his head, he looked annoyed and felt a little reluctant, so he signaled him to sit down.

"You fell asleep just now and probably didn't hear it, so I'll tell you again. I just said that our country is the second largest economy in the world, and in recent years it has surpassed the United States to become the world's largest industrial country. It can be said that generations of industrialists have been constantly climbing and going through twists and turns, and have laid such a deep foundation, leaving a suitable breeding ground for modern industry.

In the modern industrial system, it can be divided into 39 major industrial categories, 191 medium categories, and 525 subcategories. my country is the only country in the world that has all industrial categories.

Maybe you don’t think this is anything, but even if the European countries are combined and condensed into one EU, they can barely gather these categories.

But it is a pity that my country's industrial system pursues large and complete rather than high-end. So until now, under the background of rapid economic development, the national automobile industry has not achieved corresponding development. Until now, we have not yet developed an independent automobile engine."

Li Fanyu raised his head suddenly, thinking that it was wrong, professor, tease me. Didn’t FAW imitate Mazda’s i4 for reverse research and develop the ET3 series engine as early as ten years ago?

This style is a bit weird. Could it be that the professor and the professor are teasing me seriously? Or did I not come out of my dream?

He raised his hand hesitantly: "That... professor, Pentium developed my country's first automobile engine in 2009, although it is a high-quality imitation."

The old professor was stunned and angry. He could tolerate students not coming to class and tolerate students sleeping in class, but academic matters could not tolerate any bias.

"Student Li Fanyu, I ask you. Which country is Pentium's brand and which company is it? I'm sorry I'm ignorant and I've never heard of it."

Li Fanyu scratched the back of his head, looked at the students' contemptuous eyes, and replied: "Of course it's a domestic brand, from FAW Group!"

A burst of ridicule came from the classroom, and a boy pinched his throat and smiled: "You haven't woken up, are you? How can there be any FAW Group in China?"

The professor's face was twitching, he raised his hand, and made a quiet gesture: "Student Li Fanyu, I might call you Teacher Li. I have been taught, and I really admire you very much. You are clearly standing with your eyes open and you are still standing in the dream and still haven't woken up. If I had the skill of you, my hair wouldn't have faded. Only a green mountain is still there, and the sunset is red for several times."

The whole class burst into laughter again, and several exaggerated laughter tilted their thighs, looking at Li Fanyu with joking.

Li Fanyu was a little angry. Could it be that the professor and his classmates discussed playing tricks on me together when I was asleep? He had watched a video before, and an employee in a company fell asleep while working. So the manager led a group of colleagues to hide and called him to tell him that it was Sunday, and he was playing tricks on the man.

Li Fanyu shook his head. He had never slept in class. He somehow fell asleep in a daze today. He felt that he had blemished respect and was very apologized to the professor. But listening to the laughter around him, he felt that this matter was not that simple.

His face turned red and he asked loudly to his classmates: "Have you heard of FAW Pentium? Great Wall Haval, Geely, Changan, Dongfeng, GAC Trumpchi?"

"Forgive us to be frogs in the well, I have never heard of it. Hahaha..."

Li Fanyu has already confirmed that he was being fooled. He shouted at the laughing classmates: "I have never heard of it in China. Do you always hear about it from Honda, Toyota, Nissan Mazda, Hyundai Kia Shuanglong, Mercedes-Benz BMW, Audi, Land Rover, Ferrari, Aston Martin and Lamborghini? You have traveled through time, right!"

He talked about a series of car brands in one breath, which was as smooth as talking about stand-up comedy. This move shocked his classmates.

But after a moment, a new round of laughter came.

Seeing Li Fanyu's emotions a little excited, the professor raised his hand to stop the students' cheers and said, "You can remember all the Japanese and Korean cars, but I really don't know the rest except Mercedes-Benz. As far as I know, BMW is the largest manufacturer of German aircraft engines. As for Audi, when I visited Germany last year, there was a company that made light-emitting diodes called this name."

Li Fanyu stared at the dog's belt; Damn, did I go through time after sleeping? No, the classroom is still this classroom, the professor is still this professor, the bastard is still a group of bastards. Could it be that their brains are collectively filled with wind essential oil?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the professor continued to try: "As for the fake car brands you mentioned, the names are quite nice. If you don't dream and concentrate on learning, if you use these names in the future, it will not lose its reputation."

Li Fanyu sat down dejectedly.
Chapter completed!