During his internship in Fushun, Jia Kun had completely walked out of that shadow. His master was especially good to him, taking care of him like his own son. No matter where his master went, his master would take him there. Whether it was going to the warehouses to collect materials or to the office to discuss business, he brought him along. The master said to him,
"Little Jia, you have to learn everything. This is knowledge.”
During this period, Jia Kun realized the prestige and charisma of his master in their factory. He also learned a lot of knowledge from him.
In particular, the people in their factory were especially respectful to him. No matter where he went, people really looked at him in a new light and respected him. This was the charm of personality and communication.
Just when the master didn't want to take him to collect the materials, the master told him to go by himself. The masters who distributed the materials all knew Jia Kun and sent the materials to him truthfully. Some masters even joked,
"How good would it be if Xiao Jia stayed here?”
During this period, his master not only guided him in his technical skills, but also attached great importance to his professional theoretical knowledge. He often brought him to the side of Fei Gong, the most authoritative brake expert at that time, and asked Fei Gong to explain the brake theoretical knowledge to him.
When Jia Kun's graduation was about to end, his master commented on him,"
"He has taught many disciples all over the country, but you are the most outstanding.”When Jia Kun heard his master's evaluation of him, he was overjoyed.
Before he left, Fei Gong also gave him some blueprints and information, which touched Jia Kun.
Fushun was the place where he used to work, and it was also the place where he completely walked out of the shadow.
During this period, he met a very good girl. The little girl was kind-hearted, innocent, and admired him.
Back then, when Jia Kun was alone outside of work, he felt a sense of loneliness. Whenever he thought of the dead Han Lu, he would feel pain, as if her voice and face were right in front of him. Sometimes, he would forget each other, but he could not forget them. He could only write poems to get rid of this painful longing. At this moment, he would sometimes lie on the lush lawn and smell the fragrance of the wild flowers and grass. It was as if Han Lu was right beside him. Sometimes, he would sit alone in a secluded corner and think. The scenes he saw with Han Lu brought him endless thoughts and nostalgia.
During this period, he wrote many love poems, most of which were written in memory of Han Lu.
One day, when their dormitory's waitress, Xiao Li, was cleaning their room, she happened to see the handwriting book on his bedside table. She flipped through it curiously and was instantly shocked. There were so many poems written in it. Because she also loved to write poems, she loved to read poems even more. Only then did she realize that Jia Kun was so talented. She hurriedly finished reading and put it back where it was. However, when they returned to the dormitory after their internship, Xiao Li secretly asked Xiao Zhang, who was studying air presses in their dormitory, and said,
"Isn't your dorm's Jia Kun so talented? I read the poem he wrote." Xiao Zhang raised his head and said,
"You just found out?"
"He's a talented scholar from our country. He even worked as a political worker for the secretary.”
When Xiao Li heard him say this, he secretly fell in love with this little brother.
Coincidentally, it was the day of rest. Everyone in their dorm had gone out to play, and only Jia Kun was focused on reading.
At this moment, Xiao Li came to clean their room. When he saw Jia Kun reading in his room, he greeted him politely.
She started cleaning the room for them. As she cleaned, she stole a glance at Jia Kun. Jia Kun did not notice that she was looking at him and focused all his energy on his book.
However, when she was about to finish cleaning, she put down her things and came to Jia Kun's side. She asked enthusiastically,
"Little brother, what book are you reading? Why don't you lend it to me to take a look?" As she spoke, she leaned over.
When Jia Kun saw her like that, he hurriedly moved his body away and said,
"Take it. I have something else.”
She said to him coquettishly,
"I don't want to read this. I want to read your poetry collection.”
Jia Kun couldn't let him read the poetry collection because it was specially written for Han Lu.
He snatched the poetry collection from her hand. At this moment, Xiao Li took the opportunity to pretend to pounce on him.
She threw him onto the bed.
The two of them were almost face-to-face. Jia Kun was stunned by his actions.
He hurriedly pushed her to the side and sat up.
"Xiao Li, you can't do this. You're still a young lady.”Xiao Li got up from the bed and said,"
"Can't I accompany you for a while?" Little Li said coquettishly.
When Jia Kun saw her like this, he stood up and said,
"Are you cleaning the room here? I'm going out for a walk." After Jia Kun finished speaking, he walked out.
Xiao Li stood there and cried sadly. He wiped his tears and started working again.
There were very few men like Jia Kun. He didn't even want them when they came knocking on his door. If it were those flirtatious men, he would have taken them down long ago.
From then on, Jia Kun had always treated her like his sister, but she still secretly had a crush on him and liked him.
to be continued
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