"Tsinghua!"

Ning Qinghua had just come back from Tao Rongbin in Guyuan Town, and as soon as he entered the village, he was stopped by the accountant of the village committee.

Although I don't usually have any contact, I can meet from time to time in the village, and I just nod and smile and pass, but I have never said hello like this.

"Then there is a registered letter from you, it was just delivered to the village this morning, if you have time, go over and pick it up."

This made Ning Qinghua a little strange, who wrote to him inexplicably.

After several times of all the intersections in my mind, no one seems to send a letter to me, even during college, Ning Qinghua didn't have much to do with those seniors of the same age because of the practice of "Fu Zheng Shen Gang", after all, when people went out to live at night, they all nested in the dormitory to practice the mental method. As for the day, when those night owls supplement their sleep, they spend most of their time in the library. It can be said that in Ning Qinghua's four-year college career, except for a few professors and tutors who admired him very much, he didn't seem to have much contact with his peers.

I followed the village accountant to the village committee to get the letter, and before he opened the letter, when he saw the envelope, Ning Qinghua immediately knew that the letter was from his alma mater, and the lower left corner of the envelope could be printed with the motto of his alma mater.

The letter was sent by a professor at Ning Tsinghua University, and it turned out to be asking Ning Qinghua to take this year's graduate examination. Obviously, this professor attaches great importance to Ning Qinghua and hopes that he can continue his studies.

The letter was handwritten, and the handwriting was strong, which couldn't help but remind Ning Qinghua of the scene when he was in college.

The professor's surname is Jin, a Manchu, it is said that the ancestor is still a royal family of the previous dynasty, and his temper does not seem to be very good, and none of the students in the same department have a good temper, but he is only blue-eyed to Ning Qinghua. Before graduating, he also mentioned that he would be admitted to his graduate school.

At that time, Ning Qinghua was also to reduce the burden on the family, after all, the eldest brother's son was about to enter junior high school, and if he was to take the postgraduate examination again, the financial pressure on the family would be too great, so he politely refused at that time. Unexpectedly, Professor Jin was really stubborn, and it was more than a year since he graduated, and he sent a handwritten letter to himself, which made Ning Qinghua very moved.

Perhaps, I should really go to my alma mater, of course, not to be admitted to Professor Jin's graduate school, but to my freshly harvested rice seeds.

After confirming the true yield per mu at that time, Ning Qinghua's first thought was to promote these rice varieties. Rice is different from vegetables and fruits, for China, which has a population of 1.3 billion, it is the real lifeblood, in order to increase the yield of rice, the state invests billions of dollars in this every year. In order to maintain a certain rate of food self-sufficiency, a red line for arable land has even been delineated.

However, Ning Qinghua, a young man who has no power and no power, let alone any reputation, who can believe that he has grown a thousand kilograms of rice per mu, and it is not all a joke, even if some people believe it, but relying on Ning Qinghua's strength alone, there is no way to popularize these rice seeds.

After receiving a letter from Professor Jin, a former university teacher, Ning Qinghua had an idea.

Huaxia Agricultural University can be regarded as the highest university in the field of agriculture in China, and the experts and professors in it are also authoritative figures in the field of agriculture, and even some well-known professors are special advisers to the State Council's agricultural policy, with great influence and right to speak. If you can get the support of these people for your own rice seeds, then it will be possible to spread them to the whole country.

The reason why he is willing to spend time and energy on this matter is not that Ning Qinghua wants to be famous or cares about current affairs, but simply because he grew up in the countryside, even if he studied in the capital for four years, he is still an out-and-out peasant, and the stubbornness and enthusiasm for the land in his bones that belong to the peasants are not something that people in the city can understand. There are also reasons why I gave up many well-known colleges and universities and finally chose agricultural universities. …,

Since he had made up his mind, Ning Qinghua did not waste time, and early the next morning, after talking to his brother's ward, he took a bag of carefully selected rice seeds with him to the provincial capital, and then took the high-speed train and went straight to the destination - Kyoto.

At this time, it was already the beginning of November, and the northern land was already covered in snow, and he had left the campus for more than a year, and he was also shrouded in a flying snowflake.

Huaxia Agricultural University, where Ningqing University studied for four years.

In the letter, Professor Jin left a mobile phone number, and as soon as Ning Qinghua arrived at the university, he called the other party as soon as he arrived. Professor Jin on the other end of the phone didn't expect that Ning Qinghua would make a special trip from Hunan Province, which was very unexpected, but his tone was quite happy.

Professor Jin's residence is also in the school, and Ning Qinghua has been there many times when he was in school, and he learned from the phone that the other party's address has not changed, so he is familiar with the door.

"Ning Qinghua!"

The campus of the Agricultural University covers a large area, and even if you ride a bicycle, it takes more than 20 minutes to go from one end to the other. When he was halfway there, Ning Qinghua suddenly heard someone shouting behind him, and when he looked back, he was an acquaintance.

"Yan Xuemeng."

"It's really you! I just saw you at the intersection, and I'm not sure? ”

Yan Xuemeng is also a student of Agricultural University, and Ning Qinghua is in the same class, but they are from different departments, and the reason why the two intersect is because of Professor Jin, who Ning Qinghua is going to visit at this time.

When these two were in school, although they were in different departments, they were both students of Professor Kim. Professor Jin has a habit of always bringing his favorite students to his home, and on some festivals, he likes to call students to his home for dinner.

I met a few times at Professor Jin's house, and the two are considered to be acquainted, and in terms of it, they are really real brothers.

"How did you get to school! Wouldn't Professor Kim let you come back for his graduate school as well? ”

Ning Qinghua knows that the young girl in front of her is not simple, and the family business is one of the top tea merchants in East China, from planting to sales, the annual sales are definitely not small.

"What? The professor asked you to come back for his graduate school! ”

Yan Xuemeng was the most slippery one among the many junior brothers, as soon as she heard this, she immediately reacted, and couldn't help but smile and bent down on the spot, which made Ning Qinghua on the side a little embarrassed.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh! I'm looking for a professor to go through the back door this time! ”

After Yan Xuemeng laughed enough, she straightened her waist, directly stepped forward and reached out to hold Ning Qinghua's arm, and after saying such an ambiguous word, she dragged Ning Qinghua to Professor Jin's house, without giving him a chance to ask questions at all.