Unknowingly, another week has passed, and the temperature has not dropped any lower. For a few days, the sun has even come out for a long time. However, the sunshine on the face does not make people feel warm. Instead, it feels like a mask is smearing on the face. , it is not a new mask that has just been opened and unused, but a mask that has been left out overnight and has been dehydrated and dried because it is not wanted to be thrown away and wasted, and then it was taken back and used forcefully.
Adhering to the Olympic spirit of "faster, higher, stronger", Dong's father resolutely completed the book buying and mailing tasks assigned by his son. It happened that Dong Qiangqiang was hungry in the school cafeteria. According to Dong's mother's instructions, he specially gave Dong Qiangqiang I packed a few bottles of berberine and sent the books and other daily necessities.
As Christmas approaches, the number of students in the school is visibly decreasing. Just like Chinese people automatically enter holiday mode one week before the Spring Festival, European students will combine the Christmas holiday (December 24th and December 25th) and the New Year's Day holiday (January 1st). If it falls on a weekend, the holiday will be It can be combined with the holidays into a short vacation. Most non-Trier students choose to return home before Christmas Eve, and Sophia and Joanna are no exception.
In the morning before the two left, Dong Qiangqiang finally finished most of the report independently. The three of them discussed the shortcomings of the report in the library.
After reading the report, before Sophia had time to say anything, Joanna's face had visibly fallen.
"Did you write this?" Joanna pointed at the screen with her finger and asked in a very unfriendly manner, "In addition to grammatical errors, you (in that part) also have a lot of non-standard quotations. Don't you know how to use quotations? Really? Or are you kidding us?"
Dong Qiangqiang actually explained this issue to the two of them before. He didn’t know why Joanna seemed to have lost her memory and forgot about it, but he patiently explained it again: "Joanna, I have written many reports, and the requirement for citations has long been I know it by heart. The reason why there are temporarily unattributed words in my chapter and the chapter Ellen should write is not because of my negligence or ignorance, but because of the tight time and heavy tasks. In addition to writing my own part I still need to write about Ellen. I hope to wait until all the content is finalized before getting all the citations as required. Now I am the only one to integrate the content written by the three of us. If I want to write another article, I have to get all the citations at the same time, and these There is a high chance that the quote will be deleted in the future, and then I will waste a lot of time doing useless work, do you understand?"
Dong Qiangqiang’s meaning is very clear: Although I am willing to work for this team, my time is also valuable.
After listening to Dong Qiangqiang's words, Joanna retorted unconvinced: "According to thesis writing standards, you should write clearly (citations) as soon as you start, so that we can revise it. If you make it for us now with a half-finished product, we will definitely not be able to change it. Because I I don’t even know which sentence you wrote and which sentence you copied.”
"Although I have not indicated the source of the citation for the time being, I have marked (yellow) all the places that cite other documents in the paper. There is no such thing as you saying, 'I don't know which sentence was written by you, and which sentence was written by you. The sentence was copied by you." Dong Qiangqiang retorted, "And I don't understand why you are struggling with this issue. I didn't say I would never do it. I just hope that we can determine the main content of the text first and improve my Productivity.”
Dong Qiangqiang spoke rationally, and Joanna curled her lips and muttered dissatisfied: "If we can't change it, you will never get the text. I want to know how you can improve efficiency?"
Dong Qiangqiang didn't like hearing this. He frowned and said righteously: "If you really don't have time, I can change it myself. After all, your native language is not German."
Hearing "Your mother tongue is not German", Joanna's fair face suddenly turned red. Just when she was about to explode, Sophia, who had been listening silently, quickly stopped her: "Okay, okay, you both listen to me first. .”
Sophia's face is a little older than her peers, and her tall figure naturally gives people a sense of self-reliance, which also gives her voice a sense of unquestionable obedience. Dong Qiangqiang and Joanna He closed his mouth almost at the same time.
"I understand what Dong Qiangqiang means. I can use the vacation to supplement and revise what he has written, and then send it to him after polishing it, so that he can write all the references clearly in the revised manuscript and prepare the final speech as soon as possible. Of course. , he also needs to refine the report content and make a PPT to accompany the speech. Can you do this well?" She turned to ask Dong Qiangqiang.
"Of course, I have no problem at all." Dong Qiangqiang said confidently, "As soon as I get all the quotes, I will send them to you as soon as possible. Of course, I can also send the speech PPT together."
"Very good, do you think this is okay?" Sophia turned to Joanna again.
Seeing Sophia taking the initiative to take care of everything, Joanna shrugged and walked down the slope: "If you change it, then there will be no problem."
In the end, Joanna couldn't wait to leave without saying hello to Dong Qiangqiang. However, Sophia encouraged Dong Qiangqiang and gave him a small Christmas gift to express her gratitude for his efforts in writing the thesis.
After saying goodbye to Sophia, Dong Qiangqiang sat alone in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the library, looking at the desolation outside the window and falling into some kind of depression: just a year ago, he was running around every day, scolding Fang Qiu, or being too busy. He couldn't make friends, he was so unhappy, but times had changed, and now all he had was a small desk as big as a palm in front of him, and he was teased by Eastern European women for not being able to speak German.
Although everything has been going well so far, he is not as panicked and hesitant as when he first entered school, and his almost puritan-like regular life also leaves him no time to feel lonely, but when a lot of answering questions, reading books and writing reports become his daily life He often feels completely enveloped by an invisible sense of depression, and sometimes even has a breathless and horrifying experience when dreaming back in the middle of the night.
This inexplicable emotion lingers around him all the time, and he cannot express it even when chatting with friends or family, going shopping, or driving to a distant place for a short trip.
After communicating with Zheng Chunhua, Zheng Chunhua threw him a depression test form for him to fill out. The results showed that Dong Qiangqiang had clinical symptoms of mild depression.
"This is so ridiculous," Dong Qiangqiang said aggrievedly, holding the watch in his hand and looking through it repeatedly, "I am strong, active, sunny, and study hard, so why am I depressed? Besides, I read books and newspapers to the old lady every day. There’s no time to be depressed when you’re cleaning the yard.”
"Yes, you are indeed positive and sunny, study hard, and you don't have symptoms such as emotional instability and easy crying, but..." Zheng Chunhua changed the subject, "Mild depression is not just those, many students actually have the same symptoms. : Long-term depression caused by huge contrast.”
Dong Qiangqiang was startled when he heard this. He mumbled and wanted to refute, but in the end he swallowed his words.
Zheng Chunhua said solemnly: "Actually, this is not surprising. Many people are the pride of heaven at home. They are the top students at school and the treasures of their parents at home. They will definitely not be used to it in a foreign country, even if Germany is a developed country. But you still surprise me. I thought you were different from others before. Your ability to adapt is the strongest among the people I have met. Have you ever felt like this before in preparatory school? "
Dong Qiangqiang shook his head: "Hanover is much more lively than here. This place is like... to put it more harshly, a big rural area where birds don't shit."
"Then you're going to be miserable," Zheng Chunhua teased with a smile, "You're going to have to stay in this big rural area for several years. It's not going to be easy for you to graduate like this."
"Then what should I do?" Dong Qiangqiang asked sadly, "Do you have any suggestions for patients like me?"
"Of course, experts recommend that patients with mild depression should exercise for at least thirty minutes a day, sweat and detoxify, release more dopamine through exercise, and make themselves feel more happy. At the same time, participate in more group activities , try to be alone as little as possible.”
"It's impossible not to be alone. I've always wanted to set up a study group and posted on the forum, but no one paid any attention to me."
"Perhaps everyone feels that studying together is inefficient, and it is difficult to synchronize time. Many people have to work part-time," Zheng Chunhua analyzed.
"It's exactly what you said. But it really reminded me that you should exercise more."
"As soon as the next semester starts, you can sign up for various sports clubs in the university. They are all free and you can get to know more people. I guess it will be too late to sign up for clubs this semester, but there is a swimming pool down the mountain. If you can swim, you can go there first. Take a look, if you can persist, get a monthly card. In addition, you also have a bicycle. Riding is also a good choice, or running. Or, if you get a motorcycle driver's license, I can introduce you to join the motorcycle club I am in. .”
Dong Qiangqiang lowered his head thoughtfully and thought for a while: "I will go back to the swimming pool to see how the swimming lanes are. This month, I will try running every morning and evening to see the effect."
One day before Christmas Eve, the university was completely deserted. Sitting in the empty classroom, watching the white-haired public law professor on the podium still teaching with all his heart to a handful of students, Dong Qiangqiang suddenly felt a sense of magic and absurdity.
The professor rarely stopped the class to chat with the limited number of students. Dong Qiangqiang was about to ask the teacher about the problems he encountered while answering questions. His cell phone suddenly buzzed. It was a local landline number he had never seen before. He pressed down the call, and within ten seconds, the phone buzzed and vibrated again. The foreign girl sitting under his seat raised her head and tapped the back of her chair with a pen, signaling to Dong Qiangqiang, "Your phone is ringing."
He had no choice but to take out his cell phone again, and after answering the call, he lowered his voice and asked in German: "Hello, who are you?"
"Are you Mr. Dong Qiangqiang?" The other party spoke very standard German. "I am the police station of Trier Customs. You have a package with us."
Dong Qiangqiang calculated the date and found that it should be from his father. He was a little surprised. Why did the police station of the customs call him instead of Deutsche Post? He also asked his family to send something when he was in Hanover, but Hanover Customs never called him. What happened to the customs police station?
"Well, can you deliver directly to the address on the package? Or do I need to pick it up?" he asked.
"Please put on your valid personal ID and come to the customs as soon as possible. We have a few questions to ask you." The other party's official tone was very heavy.
"Can you ask on the phone?" Dong Qiangqiang asked tentatively, but the other party hung up the phone directly.
His questions were like colorful soap bubbles, and the more he thought about them, the more he thought about them.
(End of chapter)
