After Qiao Nan gave up the postgraduate entrance examination, he first told Lao Feng. He failed to live up to the opportunity given by Lao Feng, and was full of guilt, and he muttered for a long time before he could explain clearly. Lao Feng didn't think too seriously, he just felt a pity.

In fact, to put it in detail, Qiao Nan did not take the initiative to give up. He politely sent emails to several tutors, but they politely rejected him - there is no external enrollment plan for the time being, only those with professional backgrounds and publicly announced results are preferred, and so on.

The rejection letters came from various schools, even his alma mater. When talking to Lao Feng, Qiao Nan laughed at himself: "Actually...... They just say I'm not good at it!"

After Qiao Nan entered his junior year, he had little contact with professional knowledge in communication, and there were few opportunities to do experiments, let alone research results. Since he was a child, he liked to tinker with electronic products and make some inventions, and this habit has not changed since he came to the army. But a hobby is always a hobby, and it is not the same as a profession.

Therefore, Lao Feng understands the considerations of those mentors very well: "Although you are half a technician, you are a command talent after all." If you were a mentor, would you choose a proper technician, or would you choose to lead the troops in battle like you?"

The answer is obvious, Qiao Nan thinks that his practical ability is not worse than others, but he has no results to support him, why should the tutor believe it? This blow has had a lot of impact on him, at least in terms of learning, he has never encountered such frustration.

The result was decided, and he could only laugh at himself: "It's me who is too floating, too floating! I really dare to report any major!"

After learning the reason, Lao Feng not only did not blame him, but gave him a lot of encouragement: "I really wanted to go to graduate school back then, but I didn't have a chance at all. Now it has set a precedent for young cadres to have the opportunity to learn as well. You can't take the exam this year, so if you try to publish a paper next year, maybe it's done. No matter how you say that, the opportunity is reserved for those who are prepared. ”

Qiao Nan originally prepared a lot of words of apology, but now in addition to being moved, there is only gratitude left.

After calling Huang Jinzi, he sent her a screenshot of the email. After seeing the rejection, Huang Jinzi believed that he did not deliberately not come to Beijing, but when she saw the communication terms such as "military communication" and "holographic encryption" on the screen, she couldn't help but get angry at Qiao Nan.

"I have a colleague who is a second-generation soldier, and I finally asked him to find out the contact information of those tutors, why don't you take their graduate exam?"

Qiao Nan felt her anger, but he smoked a cigarette and said calmly: "Jinzi, I can listen to your arrangement for the rest, but when it comes to my major, I want to make my own decision." ”

Always good-tempered, but also always stubborn. Huang Jinzi thought to himself, he can always let himself lose his temper.

After Qiao Nan said "not suitable to be a lover", Huang Jinzi asked him to give a reason, he said that he was too naïve and many ideas were immature. Huang Jinzi interrupted him and said, "Have you contacted the little girl from before?"

"Swear to God, absolutely not. Last year, I even deleted her mobile phone number. ”

Huang Jinzi believes in him, as long as it is not the revival of their old relationship, it will be easy to do. She resent a message: "Qiao Nan, I think you need to be calm and calm. ”

......

This calm, September is almost over.

After Huang Jinzi calmed him down, Qiao Nan often tortured his soul deeply - was Huang Jinzi moved by everything he did to you?

- Touched, very moved. But is touching the same as love?

- Phew, blind hypocrisy, you know a fart love. is not love if it is so plain and bland, and the water flows for a long time?

- Also, not everything in the world can be perfect, and most people don't just make do with it?

- Oh, look at you. To be able to marry a girl like Jinzi, is it still improvised?!

- That's definitely not improvisation, that's burning high incense, so that you can marry such a shrewd and capable girl who is considerate of herself!

In such schizophrenia, Qiao Nan gradually recognized the reality and was a little more proactive. But one day, he looked at the recent text messages sent to Huang Jinzi, and almost all of them were neatly lined up, "The weather is getting cold, don't forget to add clothes".

He definitely cares about her from the bottom of his heart, and every one of them is typed out by himself, but each one is like a copy and paste.

Qiao Nan was dripping in a cold sweat, but Huang Jinzi didn't misunderstand him, on the contrary, every time he saw him send the same message, he even felt that he was cute.

That year was the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, and Qiao Nan was so busy that he couldn't take care of his children at all. During the National Day, Huang Jinzi had a severe stomach cold. When she was so uncomfortable that she was about to collapse, she subconsciously called Qiao Nan, but no one answered at all.

Jin Jinzi was still conscious, and finally asked a good friend for help, so he went to the hospital at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night to hang up the emergency department. When people are vulnerable, they have a special craving for care. Huang Jinzi knows this very well, so every time Qiao Nan's old injury recurs, she always runs all the way to accompany him. It is rare for her to have an illness, at this moment, she doesn't want to be a strong woman, she just wants her boyfriend to be by her side and let her have something to rely on.

On the night of the emergency room, although she was very tired, she still couldn't sleep. She looked at her phone every two or three minutes, and every time she looked at it, she was disappointed.

He once said that he could be on a plateau, in a meadow, or in a desert, in a jungle. But most of the time, he is where others need it most, not by her side.

It wasn't until he got sick that Huang Jinzi realized how sad it was to have such a boyfriend.

Huang Jinzi lay in the hospital for a day, and did not take a taxi home until the lights were on. In the brilliant neon, countless lovers snuggle up to each other. She wrapped her coat tightly and returned home alone, drank a glass of red wine, and collapsed on the couch.

"Gold-son? or yellow-gold?"

Huang Jinzi suddenly looked up and found himself sitting in a high school classroom. On the podium, a teenager is helping the teacher roll call. He called everyone's names very seriously, and he specially confirmed them if they were not easy to break sentences like "Golden Son".

She was tall and sat a few rows in the back of the classroom. She had short hair and a face like a red apple, and she whispered, "It's yellow—gold." ”

"Oh!" the young man on the podium suddenly realized, and called her name again. She replied "yes", and he looked up and smiled at her innocently.

It was the first class meeting of the first class of the 50-level experiment, and I heard that the boy who helped the teacher name him was called Qiao Nan. He is a native of No. 2 Middle School, promoted from junior high school, and his high school entrance examination score ranked first in the class. On the first day of school, before he ran for class president, the head teacher only knew him as a native, so he caught him to help.

This No. 2 middle school native is a warm-hearted person, and if the students don't understand anything, he will happily go to help. But such a person did not come out to run for class president. When he voted, he still kept his head down, not knowing what to look at so fascinatingly.

When he was studying, he was also so engrossed, and his serious side face was particularly good-looking. At that time, he had the most common small flat head for boys, his eyebrows were really like sword eyebrows, his eyes were bright, but his eyelashes were longer than those of girls. When he was not in the army, he had a heroic spirit all over him. In that youth when he was squeezed by learning to the point that there was nothing left, he frequently appeared as the male protagonist of the girls' dormitory, which warmed their barren time.

Huang Jinzi often told himself that he was nothing to look at, but every time he saw it, he realized his gaffe. It turned out that unconsciously, he really spied on him many times.

After graduating for so many years, even if he returned to that classroom in his memories and saw him standing on the podium by name, Huang Jinzi would still show a stupid smile. Laughing and laughing, my eyes blurred.

He may never have felt that the girls were spying on him, running faster than a deer when he was buying food, and after physical education class, he picked up his school uniform to wipe the sweat from his face, and their school uniform was unusually fat, but for him, every six months, his trouser legs were shortened. Mr. Li changed the size for him, but he was still wearing those pants that were half short, so angry that Mr. Li criticized him in public. He didn't feel any pain, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

As a teenager, he was quite sluggish. After joining the army, even the pain became much duller.

In the first semester of high school, after their class president was forced to change classes, the head teacher named him to run for class president. It's almost time for class meetings, and he's still watching sports news in the school's private cafeteria. Huang Jinzi couldn't help but remind him - do you want to prepare a campaign speech?

He seemed to have just remembered such a thing, and with an "ah" sound, he thanked Jinzi, and ran back to the classroom quickly.

Actually, it's cute that he's sluggish.

Huang Jinzi drank another glass of red wine and saw her graduation photo, which was very conspicuous among a bunch of boys. Once upon a time, this major was rare for her to resist, but in a daze, it is now developing quite well. In a daze, she returned to the day she filled in the volunteers.

"Qiao Nan, you really don't report to Tsinghua University?"

“...... I don't report it, but I still want to go to a military school. ”

"Oh...... So, what kind of major are you applying for?"

"Communication Engineering. He smiled again, a bit of a second-in-class one: "Communication could change the world." ”

As soon as Huang Jinzi turned around, he filled in his own volunteer without hesitation. In the face of her family's obstruction, she stubbornly and generously said, you don't understand, communication can change the world.

After drinking the last sip of wine, Huang Jinzi smiled bitterly: "It was really innocent back then!"

After eleven, Huang Jinzi went to work. On the morning of the end of the holiday, the moment she turned on her phone, she saw two messages sent at five o'clock in the morning.

"Are you feeling better now?"

"I'm really sorry. ”

Huang Jinzi suddenly felt very tired, and without replying to anything, he put away his phone.

If he is as dull as he is, he will never understand why he chose this major. In those years when she could only watch him from afar, she frequently traveled to his neighborhood on business, and if she drew it on a map, it was obvious that he was the center. But how could someone as sluggish as him find himself circling around him all the time?

She chose his major, hovering over and over again in the nearest city to him, all of which could not be more clear. But from beginning to end, he didn't say that sentence happily-

I love you.