After traveling through time, I, as a mechanical genius, am dedicated to improving myself.

Chapter 477

After this conversation, he stopped staring at Zeng Li.

He refocused his attention on the Ji family.

Big things wait for Zeng Li to take action, and small things are constantly happening.

For example, there was something wrong with the food in the Ji family, and everyone had diarrhea.

The surveillance equipment was broken, and the entry and exit gates were also broken.

All the flowers, plants and trees in the garden died overnight.

The sewer is blocked and there is also a problem with the water outlet.

The water coming out of the water tank is muddy.

There are occasional power outages.

Although they are not big deals, the constant stream of troublesome little things is quite troublesome.

Moreover, none of the reports could be made to Ji Zhong, but Ji Zhong could directly feel that something was wrong when he was eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.

The mouse was tired of playing: "Colonel Chi, how long do we have to keep on playing petty tricks like this?"

"Do you want to get this Ji family's house and give it to Zeng Li?"

The mouse nodded: "Yes."

"Then obey me."

The mouse was not easy to fool: "But the way you are doing it now is just like being lazy, not doing anything big, and not letting us have any free time, like trying to smooth things over."

Chi Xilu was really wronged.

Doesn't Zeng Li have to wait for the big ones to take action? Doesn't she want political achievements?

At this time, Zeng Li was heading to the ideological awareness meeting class.

When Yi Xian arrived at the scene and saw the TV station, he suddenly had an epiphany and looked at Zeng Li with admiration. The questions he had raised in the office were solved by his leader.

Now not only ordinary students can see and hear it, but many people can see and hear it.

The leader is telling me that everyone should be patriotic, not just students. He is also teaching me that when I raise questions, I should also find ways to solve them within my ability.

As the leader's secretary, it is possible to invite the media, but I never thought about it.

Zeng Li taught Yi Xian these things through actions.

"Classmates, last time my secretary asked you a question, and today I want to ask you a question as well."

"Does anyone know how long the chopsticks we use every day are?"

Obviously no one knows the answer.

Zeng Li made a number gesture of seven and six.

"When our ancestors made chopsticks, they were of a fixed length, seven inches long and six fen round, representing the seven emotions and six desires of human beings. It also tells us that even when eating, humans are different from animals. As human beings, we must have a bottom line."

"What I mean is...be a good citizen first, and then talk about serving your country."

The students were stunned for a moment. Their grades were not bad, otherwise they would not be sitting here.

But their family members, teachers, and relatives all told them to study harder, be successful, make a lot of money, serve the motherland, become scientists, and become bosses. No one told them that they should first be good citizens before talking about other things.

Zeng Li on the stage continued to output.

"The London Underground officially opened on January 10, 1863. China was still using kerosene lamps in 1863, and it wasn't until 1982 that the first electric light was turned on, marking the beginning of China's power industry."

"The former Soviet Union launched the world's first artificial earth satellite on October 4, 1957, and that same year, our country successfully developed its first analog electronic computer."

"There are many, many more similar situations."

"Classmates, why don't you try your best? Let your efforts bring about positive changes in certain areas of our motherland. Each generation should work a little harder to narrow the gap, even surpass them. Leave your names in history, and let your descendants, the Chinese people, be proud of you."

Zeng Li was on stage for forty minutes.

Yi Xian’s hands turned red from clapping.

After that, I talked with the teacher in the school alone for a while before leaving.

Yi Xian found an opportunity and quickly spoke out his problem.