In Dong Qiangqiang's impression, he had never mentioned anything about Chen Yu to Du Lan. How could Du Lan know about Chen Yu's existence? He soon realized that the only person who knew his ex-girlfriend Chen Yu and Du Lan at the same time was Lao Bai. It must have been Lao Bai who told Du Lan, but Lao Bai is not a person who likes to talk behind other people's backs, so this There is only one answer to the matter: Du Lan took the initiative to ask Lao Bai, and Lao Bai had to tell him. After all, it's not too much for Dong Qiangqiang's current girlfriend to ask about his ex-girlfriend. It only shows that Du Lan really cares about him.
"Don't say that (Chen Yu)." Thinking that Chen Yu is no longer here, Dong Qiangqiang can still feel a dull pain somewhere in his heart, "We are just not suitable, we can't say she doesn't know the goods."
"Are you speaking for her?"
"This is not to speak for her..." Dong Qiangqiang didn't know how to explain it. He was feeling a headache when he saw Du Lan suddenly take two steps and plunge into his arms. While hugging his waist, he murmured to himself: "I know her." What happened, so I never mentioned it to you.”
The tragic scene of the plane crashing into the building reappeared in his mind like a ghost. Various heart-wrenching cries seemed to come from the thick smoke. Dong Qiangqiang was so horrified that he could not speak.
"I didn't mean to belittle her when I said she didn't know the goods. In fact, I am grateful to her in my heart. If she didn't let go, maybe you and I wouldn't have met at all, and even if we met, we wouldn't consider it." Du Lan leaned against him. In her arms, she said categorically every word, "Although I like you very much, I don't want to be her shadow. Do you understand?"
Even though she was separated by her clothes and chest, Dong Qiangqiang could still clearly feel her heart beating violently, as if she was proving something.
The cold wind cut his face like a knife, making his face hot and painful. Dong Qiangqiang sighed deeply in his heart, and hugged Du Lan tighter in his arms, as if he was saying to himself and assuring the other person: "You are not someone else's." Shadow. You are Du Lan. The person I like now is you."
Du Lan was shaking silently in his arms, like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Someone tapped Dong Qiangqiang on the shoulder from behind, "It will be your turn soon."
Dong Qiangqiang's soul was photographed directly from the Munich platform, and he quickly explained: "Oh, I was thinking about how to express a knowledge point."
"You are unlucky today." Zheng Chunhua said with regret while winking at him and gesturing him to look in the direction of the office. "In the past, it took an average of 15 to 20 minutes for one person to finish it, but I don't know what happened today. The examination committee Two people came to participate in the class-free talk for all students today. You have to be mentally prepared. We just went in to talk for half an hour on the 4th, but the results were not ideal because the materials were incomplete. It will be your turn after the chat on the 5th. . While there is still time, you should quickly check all the materials you brought with you to avoid being nervous and panicked. Unlike other universities, the University of Trier only has one chance to skip classes. You don’t have to pin your hopes on the next time, because next time you will only It’s harder than this time. Once the course exemption certification is over, you have no choice but to accept it.”
"Understand, the worst result is that I have to avoid all subjects. If that happens, it means that my practice is not enough, then I will start from the beginning and read each subject one by one."
Dong Qiangqiang encountered a lot of unpleasant things after coming to Germany. Unknowingly, his spiritual world became more stable and stronger than before. His current philosophy of life has both the transparency of "doing one's best and obeying destiny" and the open-mindedness of "taking care of things as they come." We have reached this point, is there any use in being anxious?
Zheng Chunhua nodded and agreed: "It is right to lower expectations. Being too optimistic sometimes leads to worry about gains and losses."
"I seemed to have seen Wang Yun just now." Dong Qiangqiang looked around, but did not find Wang Yun. "Why was he sitting in your office last time? I thought he was the assistant teacher at that time."
Zheng Chunhua looked apologetic: "Hey, he came half a year earlier than you and started studying in the first semester. But during this half year, he neither skipped classes nor attended classes, nor did he work part-time. He didn't know what he was busy with every day. During the summer vacation, he I asked him to come to the office for a consultation that day. Unexpectedly, I encountered a car accident that morning, and the police took a long time to deal with the accident. I asked him to wait for me in the office first, so that it would be troublesome if someone came to make an appointment with the professor. He helped me register first and then dealt with it when I arrived. I don’t know why he pretended to be me.”
"He also said that day that I couldn't be exempted from class at all in this situation," Dong Qiangqiang said bitterly, "Is this person a loser? By the way, he seemed to have been looking through your drawer that day. You should go back and check to see if you have lost anything. "
"Forget it, let's not talk anymore. I have to go in. Come on soon!" Zheng Chunhua made an "OK" gesture to Dong Qiangqiang and walked into the professor's office again.
International friend No. 5 spent much less time in the office than No. 4, and came out in less than 15 minutes. The whole person looked like a winter melon beaten by frost, and there was no need to scan Dong Qiangqiang with the "scanner". He shook his head and left the corridor with a sigh.
"Dong Qiangqiang!" Zheng Chunhua stood at the door of the office holding a notebook and shouted, "Come in."
Dong Qiangqiang adjusted his hair and clothes again and walked into the office with great pride.
The area of the professor's office is almost twice that of Zheng Chunhua's office. The quaint wooden desk is nearly two meters long. A lot of paint on the side of the desk has fallen off, and it is mottled like a wall that has been in disrepair.
There was an old man with gray hair sitting behind the table. He was holding the table with one hand and talking to a man and a woman sitting on two green leather sofas in the corner. Discussing something.
Dong Qiangqiang had seen the photo and resume of the head of the Department of Economics in the introduction on the official website of the Department of Economics, and recognized the old man at a glance as Professor Thomas.
He is a talented professor and became the youngest professor of economics at the University of Trier not long after graduating from his PhD. He has written numerous books and was hired as an expert in a German think tank at the age of 28 to provide advice on the German economy.
The professor's hair is silvery and sparse, his face is full of years, he wears spectacles on the bridge of his nose, and his rich bookish air sublimates the look of an old scholar.
While he was discussing, he lowered his head and wrote down something on the paper in front of him. Dong Qiangqiang quickly glanced at the paper, and what he saw was a shocking row of red crosses.
He was staring at the paper by himself when the professor suddenly turned his gaze to him. The eyes behind the lenses were straight and sharp. Although his whole person was still kind, his bookish demeanor had a sense of calmness and authority.
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