Yun Lin asked Li Ting, "What do I call you, call you girlfriend?" Li Ting blushed shy and said:

"You didn't call me by my name directly, what else did you call me?" Yun Lin looked at the lovely Li Ting and said confidently:

"Old gentleman, is it a lady?" the old gentleman shook his head.

"Is that an insider?" the old gentleman still shook his head.

"Is that a cousin?" the old gentleman still shook his head, and Yun Lin almost ran out of thought.

"It's the wife. Zhang Yuhan said.

"Yes. The old gentleman said, the whole car was in an uproar, only this wife word can ten women plough half the field, Yunlin also patted his head, alas, how can he even think of the cousin, he didn't think of his wife.

"Charade is hard, I'll tell you a joke, right?" said the Nike boy.

"Why don't you laugh?" said a person with a northeastern accent.

"If none of the passengers in the car are smiling, then I run outside in the rain. "The youth seems to be confident.

"Good. The passengers in the car agreed. The young man stood up, looked at the passengers in the car, moistened his throat and said, "If I have money, I will build two toilets, one for men and one for women, and if I want to go to the men's toilet, I will go to the men's toilet, and if I want to go to the women's toilet, I will go to the women's toilet." After the young man finished speaking, the whole car burst into laughter, and the young man sat down happily when he saw that he made everyone laugh.

"Speaking of jokes, I have a joke as well. The old gentleman spoke, and everyone listened attentively, as if listening to the speech of a scholar. "During a quiz, the teacher asked Xiao Ming, 'Who burned the Old Summer Palace?' and Xiao Ming said, 'I didn't burn it. The teacher was very angry and found Xiao Ming's mother and said, "Xiao Ming doesn't even know who burned the Old Summer Palace." Xiao Ming's mother said: "It's not my Xiao Ming's burning, my Xiao Ming is very honest." The teacher was even more angry and found Xiao Ming's father, and Xiao Ming's father said, "It's not our Xiao Ming who burned it, if he burned it, I'll accompany it." The joke also drew a burst of laughter from the passengers, but the smile was inferior to what the young man had said, and the smile was followed by a silence.

"Grandpa, you might as well make a word puzzle for us. The little girl shook the old man's arm and said, and the old gentleman looked at the childish little girl and said:

"Then I'll come out with another one, saying that it's a big rooster by the river, Li Bai was happy when he saw it. This anagram stumped a carriage, and everyone thought silently, and after a few minutes, there was still no sound.

"The old gentleman gave me a hint. Yun Lin couldn't hold it back.

"You think of the word river by the river, what can you think of?"

"You mean it's by the water?" nodded the old gentleman.

"Is it out?" Li Ting replied, the old gentleman shook his head, and for a long time, no one could answer.

"Let's think about what Li Bai likes to do?" the old gentleman reminded again.

"I like to write poetry, and I am a great poet. Yun Lin said.

"What do you like to do besides writing poetry?"

"I like to play with swords. Yun Lin said.

"Li Bai knows kung fu?" the Nike boy asked.

"Who said that Li Bai didn't know kung fu, he still served in the army? You look at his portrait, and he still wears a sword at his waist?" Yun Lin said.

"And how good is his kung fu?" asked the Nike boy.

"Then maybe Bruce Lee is still his apprentice?"

"Li Bai can also nunchuck?" the little girl looked confused.

"Maybe a little bit, her most exquisite is swordsmanship, you look at him, holding wine in his left hand, holding a sword in his right hand, dancing wildly in the heaven and earth, how pleasant!" Yun Lin seemed to admire Li Bai very much, and said with relish.

"You mentioned that word earlier. The old gentleman said.

"It's a wine word. "Yunlin has opened his mind.

"Yes. ”

"But I don't understand, why is it a wine word, and what does it have to do with the big rooster?" asked a middle-aged man.

"The Year of the Rooster is expressed in another way, the Year of the Rooster, which is half of the word wine. After the old man finished speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly realized.

The car was about to arrive at the station, Yun Lin took a serious look at the old gentleman, he had a huge body, a Chinese face, short ear-length hair, wearing an old-style gray shirt, wearing black-framed glasses, and a Confucian demeanor. Yun Lin guessed that his identity may be a retired teacher, a scholar, or a poet. In short, he is a learned person, the car stopped, the passengers got off one after another, but the old gentleman sitting in the front row waited for the passengers in the back row to get off the bus first, Yunlin mustered up the courage and asked for the old man's signature, the old gentleman gladly accepted, the old man wrote another anagram on the paper: the boy entered the carriage, next to a beautiful girl, if you want to double the harvest, you have to work harder. The old gentleman held Yun Lin's hand and said, "Young man, work hard!" Yun Lin also got out of the car, the sky was dripping with rain, and it was still stormy outside.

The three interns walked into Donglin and showed their documents to the security guard, who led a few people into the personnel department, and the female supervisor of the personnel department met them and asked them about their situation, saying that the workshop director would come to arrange their work and let them wait. After a while, the director of the workshop walked in, shook hands with the three people and said: "Welcome several college students to our company for internship, my name is Zeng Zhichao, and I am the director of the production workshop." When he saw Li Ting, who was as beautiful as a fairy, he didn't want to let go of his hand. Zeng Zhichao took three interns to visit the workshop, the manufacturing workshop is very large, and the workers are assembling the engine. Zeng Zhichao explained the manufacturing process of the engine while helping the workers fix the screws. Zeng Zhichao was a young man a few years older than them, he was long and thin, and the shirt he wore on him was obviously too fat, and the corners of his clothes were high and upturned, as if he could fit a person. The facial features are quite upright, and the eyes are bright and transparent, as if they can capture everything in front of them. Sorghum had a wide mouth under his nose, but his lips were thin, and when he spoke, his yellowed teeth were exposed, and his back was a little rickety, but he didn't mind the defects of creation, and he seriously introduced the structure of the engine to the three of them.

The roar of the machines in the factory was endless, Yun Lin carefully looked at the manufacturing diagram of the engine, but Zhang Yuhan and Li Ting looked left and right. Suddenly, an employee panted and ran to Zeng Zhichao and said, "Director, there is an employee in front who was hit by a machine and shed a lot of blood. When Zeng Zhichao heard this, he quickly put down the wrench in his hand and rushed to the scene of the incident with great strides, and the three interns also followed his pace. Next to a machine, a lot of workers gathered together, Zeng Zhichao waved away the workers, saw a young man with his palm on his arm, a lot of blood flowed out of his arm, he lay on the machine in pain, the worker helped him stop the bleeding, but the bleeding did not stop, the worker said: "Director, what should I do? The bleeding still can't stop." "The situation has become very critical, and if it continues, the workers are vulnerable to breaking the wind. Zeng Zhichao grabbed a handful of dust from behind the gate and said to the young man, "Take your hands away." The young man let go of his hand, and saw a long gash on his arm, and blood gushed out. Zeng Zhichao put his dusty hand on his arm, the blood met the dust, and it quickly coagulated, and the young man's face was pale and his whole body was weak. Zeng Zhichao said: "Send it to the hospital immediately." The worker said, "Director, it's still raining outside, the road is very watery, and the car can't move." Zeng Zhichao took off his shirt, covered the young man, and helped him out of the door. All he had left was a white vest, revealing his shriveled upper body.