For Zhang Yifu, during the night shift every night, he came to the high bridge next to the power plant monitoring room and sprinkled a magnificent splash of urine towards the evening breeze and the river water. Seeing a long line looming into the river is a heroic experience that only he can experience.

That night, the wind was particularly strong, so great that it could blow the long line into a strange arc. Under such a drastic deviation, the alkaline water line extending from Zhang Yifu's body gradually turned towards the 500,000-volt high-voltage wire below the bridge side...

When the long-lasting wire was landed on the wire, Zhang Yifu completed the most spectacular urine in human history. In terms of image, it was like Thunder God descending to earth and sprinkling a bubble of lightning at the surging river.

On his dying day, Zhang Yifu had only one idea—

Don't urinate or defecate anywhere.

Of course, he didn't have time to convey this important message.

…………

"Yao!Yao! You can't escape this lesson today!"

In the hazy state, Zhang Yifu heard such a crisp and energetic voice. He slowly opened his eyes, shook his head, and then he saw the boy on the lower bunk.

The boy looked energetic, with a small melon-shaped face, white and clean, looking like a young man. When he saw Zhang Yifu woke up, he quickly pushed the quilt and urged him: "Change clothes quickly. This time it is the allocation guidance meeting for all undergraduate graduates. If he doesn't go, he will definitely be arranged to the desert power plant where birds do not lay eggs!"

"Is this hell..." Zhang Yifu looked at the boy in confusion, "Is the hell who has to study for classes and exams every day..."

"No matter whether it is hell or not, we will graduate soon." The young man looked at Zhang Yifu's stupid reaction and turned to laugh, "Don't be poor, wear clothes quickly, the leaders in charge of the department will come, be decent and strive to leave a good impression."

Zhang Yifu suddenly twitched his head, and another person's memories began to pour in. After a dizzy moment, he said to the boy mutely: "Who are you... Hao Shuai? My roommate?"

"What's wrong?" The boy looked down at his outfit, then laughed, "It seems that this outfit is pretty good, and you can't even recognize it."

Zhang Yifu looked at the boy's serious expression and his thoughts finally stabilized. When he looked up again, he looked around and it was obvious that this was an eight-person dormitory in a university. He was sleeping in the upper bunk and was woken up by his diligent classmates.

But this dormitory... is a bit different. It is logical that everyone should have a computer, and there are dirty clothes and instant noodles packaging everywhere. However, this dormitory looks very neat and simple. There are two red hotpots in the middle of the long wooden table, as well as white water cups and aluminum lunch boxes with student numbers printed on it.

It feels like it was more than ten years ago.

At this time, I looked back at the boy under the bed. Although he was pretty, he was wearing a rusty white shirt and black trousers. His belt was raised high, and he had already developed a state of mind and style.

The power plant duty officer Zhang Yifu graduated in 2010 and worked for five years. Now Zhang Yifu seems to be just a student who has not graduated. As he thought about it, suddenly a clever mind began to emerge in his mind. Isn’t he dead? Could it be that hundreds of thousands of volts of high-voltage electricity opened a door to travel?

Zhang Yifu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked blankly: "Is this classmate in 1994?"

"In 10 years? Are you dreaming?" Hao Shuai looked at Zhang Yifu like a monster. "In 10 years, we will be in our forties, so why are we going to college?"

Zhang Yifu trembled when he heard this, suppressed his excitement and fear and asked, "What is it now?"

Hao Shuai pointed helplessly at the calendar at the door of the dormitory.

1990.

Zhang Yifu suddenly realized.

Twenty years, everything has been pushed back for twenty years! The undergraduate in 2010 became the undergraduate in 1990!

In his previous life, Zhang Yifu followed the trend to apply for an electric power school. He wanted to have a stable and full meal. As expected, he was submerged in the vast ocean of undergraduates with limited background. Finally, he found all his connections and then went to a small power plant to serve as a duty officer.

Now, it is 1990. Although undergraduates are not as rare as those in the early days of reform and opening up, they are still what the units are rushing to seek, especially the power system that has high requirements for hard technology.

Zhang Yifu asked a little excitedly: "Is our North Electric Power University?"

"College? When did it become a university? We are the Northern Electric Power College." Hao Shuai smiled. "Most majors in the school are at junior college level, and there are not many people like us who have undergraduate degrees."

"So that's it." Zhang Yifu calmed down and then got up and stepped on the ladder to get out of bed. "You just said that the assignment guidance program? Don't we have to find a job by ourselves, so we can organize and manage the assignment?"

"Looking for a job by yourself? Do you want to go into the business?" Hao Shuai asked with wide eyes, "For you... this matter seems quite normal, but at least you can work for a while before talking about it. After studying for so many years, you have given up your major. Your dad won't beat you to death!"

Hao Shuai said, pushing Zhang Yifu hard and urged: "I won't say it, I won't say it anymore, I'll start in 10 minutes. Regardless of whether I go to the sea or not, I'll go to the allocation guidance meeting first!"

Zhang Yifu understood more and more. The social environment here was really in the 1990s. The country assigned work. Based on his understanding of this era, undergraduates would definitely get a good home. When they first came to this world, they encountered important things. He knew that it would be impossible to delay, so he went to the guidance first and then came back slowly.

He quickly opened the wardrobe and was about to turn over and come out in formal wear.

"Denim...denim...leather clothes...cultural shirts...Hello Xiaoping...Sailing the sea depends on the helmsman..." Zhang Yifu asked, throwing out extremely unreliable clothes, "Don't I have any normal clothes?"

"Haha! I know I'm anxious now! The counselor has told you how many times!" Hao Shuai smiled and turned around and opened his wardrobe, "For the sake of your loss, I will lend you all."

Zhang Yifu glanced back and quickly made a disdainful expression. If Hao Shuai's outfits were placed in his previous life, it would be embarrassing to donate them to the disaster area. However, Zhang Yifu had no more choice at this time. In this era, wearing a denim to attend a meeting was probably as disharmonious as a tattooed man joining a state-owned enterprise.

After a brief look, Zhang Yifu barely chose a dark plaid t-shirt and a relatively neat trousers. After snatching Hao Shuai's pair of leather shoes, he dared to go out to meet people.

Smelling the faint smell of soap on the clothes, Zhang Yifu began to feel the unique atmosphere of this era.

At this moment, the graduates' dormitory building was already empty. It is said that the leaders of the cadres department in the department were coming, and everyone set out early to compete for a good position in the staircase classroom.

From this perspective, Hao Shuai is quite righteous. He wasted a great opportunity with Zhang Yifu for so long.

On the way to the big staircase classroom, looking at the familiar but slightly different campus, Zhang Yifu felt like a different life and couldn't help but think a lot.

The power system, a real big tree, has an annual turnover of trillions and millions of employees in the shade. Zhang Yifu is one of them. As a small power plant duty officer, he looks too small on this tree, and it is even worse than a bug.

It is easy to enjoy the cool under the big tree. As the mainstay of the energy industry and a golden rice bowl, it will undoubtedly attract countless elite talents. As an undergraduate graduate in 2010, in the already stable social system at that time, it is indeed difficult to get rid of it. It is a blessing to find a place to live.

But now, it's different.

1990 was the beginning of the explosive development of the power industry.

More than ten years of reform and opening up, the entire motherland has entered a period of takeoff. The surge in GDP and power generation will always go hand in hand. To put it simply, the amount of electricity the country needs to use as much value it creates. This is like the relationship between cups and water. A cup must have a large enough cup to hold enough water and a stable power generation to support a strong enough industry.

These 20 years of rapid development have been a process of prosperity for a great country and a heroic spirit.

For individuals, isn’t it an opportunity for men to achieve success and achieve success and honor?

In 1990, the national annual power generation just exceeded 600 billion kilowatt-hours.

In 2014, the national annual power generation is estimated to be close to 6,000 billion kilowatt-hours.

The undergraduate student who could only sway his enthusiasm at the river during the night shift was standing at the beginning of everything, the starting point of the legend, with excitement, excitement, horror and incredible emotions, and with his best friend who knew nothing about the future, heading towards the place where he decided the beginning of his career.

Be calm... Zhang Yi thought so.

In the large staircase classroom, there were far more people than imagined. This time the allocation was for undergraduate graduates. The poorest thing is that there are less than 200 undergraduate graduates in this class. Compared with the enrollment volume of thousands of people in Zhang Yifu's era, it can be seen that it is expensive. He was already ready to squeeze his seat through blood, but when he saw the loose scene in front of him, he was stunned on the spot.

Everyone was waiting for school cadres and organization leaders to come, and put on serious smiles. Now they found that the ones who pushed the door in were Zhang Yifu and Hao Shuai, and they couldn't help but laugh and scold.

"Yifu, I haven't overslept this time!"

"Why don't you wear jeans?"

These jokes are completely unintentional, they are just normal jokes among classmates. It’s just a blame for Zhang Yifu in this world being too cynical. He had to smile and scratch his head, saying hello to his classmates while looking for a seat. At this moment, Zhang Yifu’s memory in 1990 has naturally merged into it, including his feelings with others and family affection with his family, and those things are firmly engraved in Zhang Yifu’s consciousness and instinct.

When he reached the third row, he suddenly became stunned again.
Chapter completed!