Now that he knew his father had flown over with the AP certificate, how could Dong Qiangqiang still sleep?
Although it was not yet six o'clock, he had already finished washing up quickly and rushed into the kitchen.
His usual breakfast is usually two slices of whole wheat bread with two slices of bacon, a glass of milk and an egg. Very German, very Western.
But people feel refreshed when happy events happen, and the long-lost appetite unexpectedly comes. He beat three eggs, sprinkled a large amount of chopped green onion, and finally poured the leftover rice into the pot.
With the frying spoon flipping up and down, a fragrant egg fried rice is ready.
While he was eating, he took a pen and wrote down what he wanted to do on paper. After a while, I went to the university admissions office to explain my situation, then bought the fastest train ticket and went straight to Frankfurt. After getting the certificate, I quickly returned to Hannover.
But even if he can successfully get the certificate and take tomorrow's exam, there won't be much time left for him to prepare for the exam. He didn't study much last weekend because of the road test and car buying. It seems that he will stay up late tonight to study.
Although it was still a long time before the admissions office opened, Dong Qiangqiang still left the door very early.
Fortunately, there were not many students outside the admissions office. Dong Qiangqiang, who was ranked third, quickly entered the admissions office. The person sitting in front of him was not Schumacher, but Ms. Miller whom he had met when he first came here. .
After briefly explaining the situation, Dong Qiangqiang showed the scanned copy of his AP certificate to the other party.
"Can I take the preparatory exam tomorrow?" Dong Qiangqiang asked.
"Mr. Dong, I think my colleague made it clear to you last time. If you want to take the preparatory exam, it is not enough to provide only a scanned copy. We must see the original of your certificate." Miller stared at Dong Qiangqiang With her eyes wide open, she was afraid that he might not understand, so she emphasized, "It can only be the original."
Dong Qiangqiang was not surprised at all by this answer. He immediately asked: "But the certificate is still on the way. Is it still too late for me to provide it when I enter the examination room tomorrow?"
"That's no problem." Miller's expression did not change from beginning to end when he spoke, with a slight coldness in the machine.
After getting the answer he wanted, Dong Qiangqiang turned around and headed straight to the train station.
He was so excited that he almost bought the wrong ticket at the self-service ticket machine.
In Germany and other European countries, many cities are named based on the initial form of that city, such as a certain village or a certain village. As time goes by, the names will inevitably become heavy.
There are four places in Germany called Frankfurt, and the full name of Frankfurt, where Dong Qiangqiang is going, means "Frankfurt on the Main". The other Frankfurts are all very small cities or counties. The smallest one is not even a county. It doesn’t even count.
Although it was still a few hours before Dong's father's plane landed, Dong Qiangqiang still bought the most expensive ticket for the German high-speed train ie, and it was a smooth ride. In less than 3 hours, he was already in the departure hall of Frankfurt Airport.
Walking in the brightly lit waiting hall, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but sigh when he thought that the last time he came was three months ago.
He chose a comfortable seat, took out review materials from his bag, and read while waiting.
The time soon arrived at 17:30. Dong Qiangqiang was about to see if Dong’s father’s plane had arrived when he heard a soft and sweet female voice coming from the airport loudspeaker overhead: “Ladies and gentlemen, due to the weather, Flight a935, originally scheduled to arrive in Frankfurt at 17:36 this afternoon, will arrive at around 20:00, please pay attention to our latest information."
Dong Qiangqiang did not expect that the plane would be delayed, so he could only sit down helplessly and continue to look through the review materials in his hand, but his mind was filled with memories related to his father.
From childhood to adulthood, Dong Qiangqiang's learning status was not very stable, and his scores were sometimes high and sometimes low, so he was always beaten and criticized.
The rebellious period for boys generally lasts longer than that for girls. It was not until the second semester of his sophomore year that Dong Qiangqiang began to find some form of study.
As a result, he became obsessed with computers again in his senior year of high school.
In the 1997 college entrance examination, you still had to fill in your application form first and then take the exam. After the exam, you were done. If you didn't pass the first choice, you would look at your second choice, and so on.
Dong Qiangqiang's three choices were all for schools in Beijing, but he also knew how much he weighed, so for his last choice, he enrolled in a three-year junior college in Beijing as a safety net.
Due to his serious partiality in subjects, his final college entrance examination results were only able to pass two books from other provinces.
In this case, if Dong Qiangqiang is willing to accept the transfer request, he still has the opportunity to read a second book.
According to Dong's father's opinion, the second one is also an undergraduate course and should be studied no matter what.
But Dong Qiangqiang was unwilling. He had already contacted a part-time job at a Beijing Internet company, and went directly to the junior college to register without consulting his parents.
Dong's father was furious and scolded Dong Qiangqiang for more than half a year. It's just that the deal is already done, and no matter how angry you are, it won't help.
The father and son had a cold war for more than half a year.
But children are children after all, and no matter how angry I am, they will still have to live their lives.
Because they are family.
Dong Qiangqiang rubbed his eyes. What happened a few years ago was as vivid as if it happened yesterday.
At 20:32, Dong’s father’s plane finally landed at Frankfurt Airport.
Dong Qiangqiang is tall. Standing at the corner of the gate, he can perfectly see the faces of every passenger who walks out of the gate.
After waiting for about twenty minutes, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap and carrying a backpack quickly walking out of the gate.
He didn't have a suitcase in his hand, and he wasn't walking very fast. He looked around as he walked, as if he was looking for someone.
"Dad!" Dong Qiangqiang raised his arms and shouted in the crowd, "Here!"
The middle-aged man turned his head when he heard the sound, just in time to see Dong Qiangqiang's waving arms. He pointed his finger directly in front of him, signaling Dong Qiangqiang to move forward and follow him.
"Dad..." Dong Qiangqiang looked at his exhausted father, not knowing what to say.
"I'll give you something first so you don't forget it." Father Dong's voice sounded hoarse than on the phone. He took out a thick leather envelope from his bag and handed it to Dong Qiangqiang, "10 in total."
Dong Qiangqiang opened the envelope and gently took out a piece of cardboard.
A black emblem of the German "Federal Eagle" caught his eye first. Below the black eagle were a few lines of small characters: Review Department of the Cultural Section of the German Embassy in China.
Below are two eye-catching characters: Certificate.
It was just these pieces of paper that made his father fly tens of thousands of kilometers (round trip) to deliver them to him. Dong Qiangqiang had specially prepared several topics to communicate with his father before, but at this moment, he seemed to have amnesia and couldn't remember a single topic.
The night is getting darker.
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