"No, please don't tell them yet." Lu Wei regained his composure, "I want to tell them myself after I get out. If they call you again, just tell them that everything is fine with me. Please help me keep it safe." Secret. Thank you." After saying that, she stood up and bowed deeply to Dong Qiangqiang.
"Of course...it's no problem." Although he didn't quite understand, Dong Qiangqiang reacted quickly and put his phone in his pocket again.
"I remember you said before that you planned to study finance or economics in the future, right? If I remember correctly, these two are NC majors at Han University. You'd better go to the university next semester to ask what the preparatory graduation score is. Apply for the major you want to study." Lu Wei sat back on the chair.
"NC major?" Dong Qiangqiang had never heard of this term.
"NC is the abbreviation of the Latin NumerusClausus, which literally means to be restricted or constrained. Because master's education in German universities is tuition-free, they have to face a large number of applicants from around the world every semester, and some majors will be affected by the application process. There are too many people and it has become a popular major. However, each university has a limited number of study places per semester, so popular majors naturally become restricted majors, such as finance, medicine, biology, architecture, and IT. . If you don’t want to go to school after graduating from preparatory school, it’s better to prepare early and at least have one or two guaranteed schools. After all, when applying for a study place, you have to compete with other outstanding students around the world, not just a few in your class. Learn well."
Dong Qiangqiang took a breath after hearing this. He had previously thought that as long as he worked hard to get high scores, he would definitely be able to study. "You mean, it's possible that I meet the application requirements but don't get a study place in the future?"
"This is so normal. If you encounter this kind of thing, you can only wait in line."
"Can we just wait for one semester?" Dong Qiangqiang felt that this was too unreasonable. If this situation really happened, wouldn't it be equivalent to wasting his youth here?
"For some NC majors, you may not get a place to study after waiting for a year." Lu Wei changed the topic, "But don't be discouraged. Didn't I just say that? You should get good grades first. If not, try your luck at other universities. Although they are all NC majors, some universities have fewer applicants. As long as you have good grades, it will be more advantageous to apply as early as possible, such as the universities in East Germany, you know."
This is all that can be done now, Dong Qiangqiang thought, he would ask the university's foreign affairs office when it opens next semester to avoid long nights and dreams.
"I have to teach students in the afternoon, so I have to prepare lessons." Lu Wei stretched out his right hand, "Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year!" Dong Qiangqiang also extended his right hand thoughtfully.
On the way home, Lei Lanting told Dong Qiangqiang that the travel agency had just asked him when he could pay. Dong Qiangqiang had already thought of a way to collect money, nodded and said, "I will get back to you as soon as possible."
"Besides money, there is something I need to ask you for help with." Lei Lanting frowned and said, "The number of people in the tour group may be larger this time, and my driver's license can't rent a big car."
"How many people are coming? My driver's license can't even rent a big car."
"12 to 14 people. So I was wondering if you could go for a ride with me? One car for each of us would definitely be enough."
"When will you leave? Where will you go? How many days will you go?"
"I should leave on the fifth or sixth day of the Lunar New Year, in Italy, about a week."
"The time is no problem. Have you found the tour guide?"
"No, I'm worried too, so why don't I call you..."
"Let Lao Bai be the tour guide." Dong Qiangqiang suddenly said.
"Lao Bai?" Lei Lanting hurriedly parked the car on the side of the road, "Can he do it? Just his legs and feet?"
"He just can't walk fast. It's okay to walk slowly. The key is that he is more familiar with Italy than the two of us. I'm afraid it's too late for you to find a suitable tour guide now."
Seeing that Lei Lanting was a little unhappy, Dong Qiangqiang didn't force himself: "In this way, prepare both hands. You can also find a tour guide yourself. If you can't find one, then consider Lao Bai. I will also ask him today, otherwise if you like it or not, it will matter. There’s no chance for you.”
The reason why Dong Qiangqiang said this was because he thought that Lao Bai might have problems if he continued to stay at home. Go out for a walk and relax. If you are busy with something, it is not easy for people to think about things.
"Okay..." Lei Lanting drove the car back onto the main road, "What you said makes sense. Then go back and ask him for me first."
Putting Dong Qiangqiang downstairs, the pickup disappeared at the end of the street. "Remember to send money quickly." Lei Lanting's instructions came in the wind.
There was still breakfast on the dining table, and it seemed that Lao Bai had not gone upstairs. Dong Qiangqiang sighed, cleaned up briefly, and started making dumplings by himself.
He had never made dumplings by himself when he was at home during the Chinese New Year. He rarely even kneaded noodles. At most, he only washed the dishes. Rolling out the dough and making dumplings had always been the responsibility of his parents. Now that we are out, you have to make whatever you want to eat. Although there are quick-frozen dumplings sold in Asian supermarkets, Dong Qiangqiang feels that compared with dumplings made by hand, the dumplings made by machines not only lack the flavor of the New Year, but also lack the soul of the dumplings, making people feel even more miserable when eating them.
He found a video of making dumplings on the Internet and was making them while thinking about it. There is no doubt that the result of this kind of irritation when you get on the sedan chair is that either the skin is rolled out too small or the filling is too much. After a lot of hard work, a row of crooked melons and cracked dates are quietly placed on the chopping board, as if Ridiculing Dong Qiangqiang's craftsmanship. Even Dong Qiangqiang himself felt that the dumplings were too shabby, but he had no choice. No matter how ugly the dumplings were, he had to eat them with tears in his eyes. Who told him not to make them?
Just when Dong Qiangqiang was feeling melancholy, he heard a voice commenting from behind him: "It's so ugly!"
Dong Qiangqiang turned around and saw Lao Bai leaning on the kitchen door frame expressionlessly. "Can you eat this stuff?" He frowned and stared at the various dumplings of different sizes. "Do you have a grudge against the dumplings or against the Spring Festival?"
Seeing Lao Bai taking the initiative to say hello, Dong Qiangqiang was very happy and deliberately made excuses: "I am not a northern dumpling."
"You can't call it a dumpling if it's so ugly." Lao Bai walked up to Dong Qiangqiang and reached out to pick up the chopping board, but Dong Qiangqiang held him down, "What are you doing?"
"It looks ugly and tastes bad. Throw it away! Repackage it!" Lao Bai commanded without explanation.
"I'll keep it this way." Dong Qiangqiang pretended to be helpless and shrugged, "It's just a special occasion for the Chinese New Year, so I can make do with it."
Lao Bai withdrew his hand, walked to the sink, rolled up his sleeves, washed his hands three times, walked back to Dong Qiangqiang again, and ordered: "Get out of the way. I'll cover it!"
Seeing that Lao Bai wanted to do it himself, Dong Qiangqiang suppressed his laughter and said deliberately: "Hey, can you do it? Don't say I didn't remind you. Rolling out dumplings and making dumplings are easier said than done."
Lao Bai didn't say much. He immediately took a lump from Dong Qiangqiang's reconciled face, neatly rolled it into a long strip on the chopping board, then held it at the tiger's mouth with his left hand, and stroked the exposed face at the tiger's mouth with his right hand. Take the pill. Dong Qiangqiang knew at a glance that Lao Bai must be an expert.
After grabbing the dumplings, Lao Bai deftly held the edge of a dumpling with his left hand, gently rolled the rolling pin with his right hand, and at the same time rotated the dumpling in his hand at a constant speed with his left hand. In less than ten seconds, a palm-sized dumpling wrapper came out.
The dumpling skin is very round, thick in the middle and thin on the outside.
"Do you understand?" Lao Bai asked without raising his head. He picked up the chopsticks placed in the meat filling basin and wiped the front and back sides. There was a pile of minced meat in the center of the dumpling skin. He folded the dumpling wrapper in half, pinched both sides of the dumpling wrapper with his two thumbs, then gathered it toward the center line of the dumpling wrapper, and finally stroked it from left to right with his thumbs, and the dumpling was finished. The entire movement is completed in one go, and only takes about seven or eight seconds.
"I'll go..." Dong Qiangqiang praised, "Okay, the real person will not show his face. Teach me."
"I'll pick up the ingredients, you roll out the skins, and I'll wrap them. I'll wrap a hundred of them first, and I'll look at the rest later."
More than an hour later, six large boxes of dumplings were placed on the table.
"Let's start with these." Lao Bai glanced at Dong Qiangqiang's face, sweating profusely, "I just wanted to ask you, why do you have so many faces?"
"Occupational disease." Dong Qiangqiang scratched his head in embarrassment, "I prepared it according to the amount of wild boar."
Seeing Lao Bai's face looking tired, Dong Qiangqiang handed Lao Bai a bottle of beer and started to set up a pot to boil water.
"I just have something to ask you." Dong Qiangqiang asked while peeling garlic, "Have you heard about the NC major at Han University?"
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