N-M Chapter 87 Being realistic is unfair
Chapter 87 Being realistic is unfair
Chapter 86 Being realistic is unfair
The next day, during the practical assessment, Lin Chen, as an examiner, felt somewhat uneasy because he had brought Bai Xiuzhu's task with him. It's true that it's better for a man to be clean and tidy.
The practical exam examiners were also paired up, and Lin Chen was assigned to a pair with Tan Yong from the Linhai City company.
The project they were responsible for assessing was the switching operation of the water gate when the water level of the water station triggered an alarm and flood discharge was required.
The difficulty of the project's switching operation is actually not very high. If you have worked in a water plant or studied water conservancy engineering, you can basically do it. It's just a matter of whether it is done in accordance with regulations.
However, since it is an exam for senior hydraulic engineers, the difficulty cannot be that easy. In this assessment, the examiners are allowed to set up three fault points, but only three.
The difficulty of this problem lies in the fact that you must find all three fault points before you can proceed with the flood discharge and gate switching operations; otherwise, you can only stare blankly and do nothing.
Before the assessment even started, Lin Chen and Tan Yong discussed how to set up the fault points. Tan Yong suggested that the fault points should be as difficult as possible to put them through the challenge and prevent them from thinking that the senior technician exam was easy.
The more difficult the fault point, the better it is to judge the person's true skill level. Anyway, as long as the scoring standard is uniform, it will be fine.
After the troubleshooting was completed, the first candidate, number 4, entered. The entire exam was recorded, so everyone was very serious.
Generally speaking, the first candidate to enter the exam is usually quite good.
This No. 4 was no exception. He was a veteran worker who had been working at the grassroots level for many years. His calluses were shiny from years of experience. He was very familiar with the entire flood discharge system. His troubleshooting steps were impeccable: checking the lines, testing the gates, and checking the signal devices. His movements were steady and efficient. Moreover, he had a clear understanding of the principles of each mechanical component.
He quickly identified two fault points, but the third fault point was too tricky because Tan Yong had set it up so cleverly that even though he was highly skilled, he couldn't quite grasp the concept and got stuck.
Several times he actually got close to the final error, but due to being too nervous, he missed the correct answer, which was a real pity.
Lin Chen couldn't help but want to remind him, but in the last minute, he finally realized what was wrong, found the faulty control switch, and showed a look of joy. However, Tan Yong ruthlessly told him, "Time's up, go out."
The experienced worker's voice trembled with anxiety as he gripped his tools tightly, pleading, "Just one more minute! Just one minute and I can finish!" Tan Yong didn't even lift his eyelids, his tone as hard as iron: "If you don't leave now, you'll be disqualified for disrupting the examination room."
The old master could only leave dejectedly, his back hunched, full of resentment.
Tan Yong turned to Lin Chen and asked, "What score would you give this?"
For some reason, Lin Chen felt a pang of sympathy, thinking of the difficulties he had faced in his own exams.
After a moment of contemplation, Lin Chen said, "This person's skill level is not bad. His entire troubleshooting process was correct, but he just lacked a bit of luck. However, he did find the fault in the end. I think I can give him 80 points."
Tan Yong paused for a moment, then leaned closer and asked, "Expert Lin, is he one of your men?"
Lin Chen knew what he meant and shook his head: "No."
Tan Yong nodded and said, "Then I'll give him a passing grade of 60. Whether he passes or not depends on his own luck. If he scores too high, it will be difficult to make the later moves."
It's really difficult to operate.
You should know that the reason these examiners are being so strict is simply to increase the scores on the "tasks" to facilitate the final review. Otherwise, high scores would indicate "amateurs," which would be very troublesome.
"Do whatever you want, my score won't be changed anyway." Lin Chen didn't care about any of that; he was just going to do whatever he wanted.
The total score is the average of the two examiners' scores, so candidate number 3's final score is 70.
This score looks okay, but in reality it's basically a death sentence. In Xinhai Group's exams, without some extra help, those who barely scrape by are always cannon fodder, suffering the worst fate, with absolutely no chance of advancement.
The second candidate to enter was number eight, a tall, thin, fair-skinned boy. However, he seemed very impatient after entering, as if someone had forced him to take the exam at gunpoint.
As soon as he came in, Tan Yong nudged Lin Chen on the shoulder and said, "Someone has already spoken to him."
The examiners were so candid with each other.
Lin Chen could only remain silent and watch his performance.
After number eight came in, Tan Yong went over to him and quietly said, "You can take a look at the questions first, touch the equipment, and we'll start when you're ready."
Number Eight replied arrogantly, "No need, let's get started, and we'll call it a day when we're done."
Wow, that's quite a character. Is this what they mean by the domineering aura of someone with real power?
Those with connections and influence are incredibly talented, practically superhuman. Xinhai Group isn't without such individuals, but they are extremely rare.
Lin Chen was really looking forward to his performance.
As soon as the timer started, number 8 sat down in the chair without moving, just like a statue.
What does this mean?
Is there any tactic involved?
Or are you saying the strength is too great, so please show it for a few minutes?
Tick-tock, time ticked by, but he remained motionless.
Something's not right. Even a Douhuang expert wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous. Damn it, I misjudged him. This guy is planning to give up. He's actually the son of a high-ranking official. He didn't even want to take the senior engineer exam; he was just forced to go through the motions.
Tan Yong grew anxious and leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Move a little, and I'll take care of you."
Number Eight immediately replied, "I don't know how to do this; I've never seen it before."
A very honest child.
This is the future of Xinhai Company.
Helpless, Tan Yong whispered in his ear, "You don't need to know how. Just put your hand up, pretend to touch it, make a show of it, and let the video record you. Otherwise, it will be too fake, and we won't be able to give you a score."
Number 8 swore, reluctantly stood up, casually dangled his hand on the equipment, and muttered, "I told you I didn't want to take the exam, but you made me do it anyway. It's so annoying."
It's clear that this guy is self-aware and doesn't want to embarrass himself. This must be the situation Bai Xiuzhu was referring to, where her family was forcing her to improve herself.
The world is full of wonders. Some people struggle to improve but fail, while others languish but rise through the ranks.
Who can you reason with? It's all just empty talk.
With only five minutes left, Tan Yong had no choice but to slightly move the camera, then secretly eliminated the faulty spot in the blind spot and turned the camera back.
It was truly dazzling to Lin Chen, once again refreshing his understanding. Lying down like this was definitely worth it.
After doing all that, Tan Yong signaled to Number Eight that the malfunction had been resolved. Number Eight moved around like a puppet, but his movements were stiff and awkward.
This guy probably couldn't bear the guilt, and with only two minutes left, he ran out. It's really something, kid.
Lin Chen asked Tan Yong with a hint of sarcasm, "Expert Tan, how many points would you give this?"
Tan Yong shook his head helplessly: "Expert Lin, to be honest, this person is someone our leader has repeatedly instructed us to pass. So please help us out and give him a high score, otherwise we'll really have a hard time explaining ourselves when we get back."
He felt like someone was pointing a gun at his head.
Lin Chen deliberately made things difficult for him: "How am I supposed to score him? He didn't do anything, he didn't move an inch. Giving him zero points wouldn't be unreasonable."
Tan Yong rubbed his hands together and came over with a smile: "I did touch it, of course I didn't touch it. I won't make things difficult for you. How about you give me a slightly decent score, 80? If you need anything later, I'll definitely be lenient with you."
Lin Chen: "80? That's going too far."
Tan Yong: "Pretty much, it'll be difficult to manage later if it's missing."
After saying that, this shameless guy grabbed the tablet and gave Lin Chen an 80, while he himself gave him a 90.
This person scored a high score, with a final score of 85 points.
Staying still earns 85 points.
The first number 3, after working himself to the bone and racking his brains, only managed to get 70.
This world is truly absurd.
Another plain-looking girl came in; she was number 12 and belonged to Bai Xiuzhu's group.
The skill level isn't particularly high, but the advantage lies in hard work.
But there's nothing we can do. An average-looking girl can only try her best in other areas. That's just the reality of the world.
She must have done a lot of practice before the exam, so she was quite familiar with the equipment. In the first fifteen minutes, she found two fault points, but like the first one, she got stuck on the third one.
Lin Chen didn't go over and touch the faulty part directly, but gave her a hint. She was also very smart; she poked it and it worked right away. Then, the water flowed smoothly.
It was time to score again. Tan Yong clearly noticed that Lin Chen's gaze had been off earlier, and said with a grin and a hint of smugness, "These are your people, right?"
Lin Chen agreed to Bai Xiuzhu's request. Now that the situation had progressed this far, there was no shame left, so he answered directly, "Yes."
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It can only be said that once a person enters a certain environment, they will all smell the same.
Tan Yong smiled and said, "Your skill level is just so-so. If it weren't for your help, we probably wouldn't have been able to find the third fault point. The whole process was recorded, so it's hard to give you a high score."
Lin Chen glared at him: "Just be truthful."
Tan Yong: "Then I'll give it a score of 90. To be honest, it looks a bit too... well, otherwise I could give it 100."
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no problem.
Number 12 ultimately scored 90 points.
The candidates who came in later were mostly unremarkable and received no special treatment. Lin Chen scored them all according to their actual abilities.
It seems that Lin Chen did nothing wrong; he scored according to the actual results. Isn't that unfair?
It seems fair, but it's actually not fair at all.
Because the scores for those with connections are ridiculously inflated, often reaching 80 or 90, while someone who follows the rules, acts honestly, and doesn't receive preferential treatment in this system is essentially eliminated.
Who can you reason with?
If the test takers were aware of this situation.
How desperate would one feel inside?
Lin Chen neither knew nor could he understand, because he was no longer a test taker.
The first day of hands-on practice has passed. The number of people with connections was actually not large, but by the second day, these people with connections suddenly flocked to the site, which is not hard to understand.
Most people with connections aren't fools like Number Eight. They all have a little bit of ability, but not much, and their connections aren't particularly strong either.
Therefore, they are often very timid and cautious. They will not act easily and will usually wait until they have a good grasp of the situation before taking the exam.
These people with connections are not only related to Lin Chen or Tan Yong, but the vast majority come from other examiners' networks.
During meals, the examiners openly and naturally discussed the matter, asking everyone to take care of so-and-so. This had become a trivial and perfectly normal thing.
Faced with this situation, what can anyone do?
Is it really necessary to be heartless and stand on a high mountain to perform a one-man show that no one cares about, or to put on a show of being the only one who is sober in a world of drunks and the only one who is pure in a world of filth?
Obviously it is impossible.
You can do this, and next year the examiners will have nothing to embarrass you about.
Lin Chen is not a saint; he has neither the ability nor the responsibility to save the world.
He can only save one person at a time, like Baek Soo-joo's number 12.
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