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Judging by the address, the letter was sent from the Academy of Military Sciences.

Yang Wenbin thought, this must be Mr. Yu Changshen's reply!

He tore open the envelope and opened the letterhead. Sure enough, the letter was written by Mr. Yu Changshen of the Academy of Military Sciences.

Teacher Yu replied that around November 10, he was going on a business trip to Bincheng Surface Naval Academy, and he wanted to stay in Yingcheng for a while to visit Yang Wenbin.

Yang Wenbin is very grateful that Mr. Yu Changshen, who has only one side, can give him great support and encouragement.

Speaking of the acquaintance with Mr. Yu, there is still a story.

At that time, Yang Wenbin was in his second year at Bincheng Normal University. The school organizes students to sign up to donate blood.

Yang Wenbin signed up after the school mobilization. At that time, there were 60 people in their class, but only four or five people signed up.

The school sent a bus to take them to the designated hospital for blood collection. When Yang Wenbin and the others arrived, there were already many students queuing up in front of the scene.

Yang Wenbin also lined up and slowly entered the blood collection room at the back of the team.

The doctors, telling each of them blood donors, to take off their clothes in advance, exposing their left arm.

They then tied a rubber band to the donor's upper arm near the elbow. Then use the palm of your hand to pat the blood vessels on your arm, revealing the thickest vein.

Then, ask the donor to make a fist, release, fist, and release with his left hand.

Yang Wenbin saw that the female classmate in front of him was drawing blood, and he closed his eyes and threw himself away.

However, when it was Yang Wenbin's turn to draw blood, he did not do that, but opened his eyes and watched the blood in his veins pass through a small thin plastic tube and inject it into the blood collection bag. After less than half a minute, 200 CC of blood flowed into a blood collection bag the size of a milk bag.

After donating blood, the hospital gave each donor a nutrition fee of 100 yuan. Then every student who donated blood was given a seven-day vacation to go home and rest.

Yang Wenbin, after collecting blood in the morning, took his luggage and came to Bincheng Railway Station in the afternoon, ready to buy a ticket to go home.

However, when he arrived at the station, it was less than an hour before the train departed!

At the station, the train was an express to Kannai, so there were no more tickets.

What to do? Whether to go back to school or wait for the next bus.

But the next train, it didn't leave until midnight, and I had to wait here for six hours.

Yang Wenbin thought at the ticket office: "By the way? If you really can't do it, buy a platform ticket yourself and get on the train first. After getting on the bus, it's always okay to make up the ticket, right? ”

He went to the ticket office and asked for a platform ticket for this train.

However, the conductor said that to buy a platform ticket, you must have a ticket for this train.

"What to do? If you have a ticket this time, please buy a platform ticket for yourself! Yang Wenbin had an idea.

But who to look for? He wandered around the waiting room of this train, carefully looking at the passengers who came and went and the passengers who were sitting there waiting for the train, judging who had the ticket for this train and could buy it for him.

He was in the waiting room, turned around twice, and still didn't find a suitable object, and he almost gave up.

After a moment's hesitation, he decided to try again.

Just as he was wandering between the seats in the waiting room and the ticket gate, he saw an old man walking in front of him.

The old man was dressed in a crisp blue tunic and a blue forward hat, and a pair of highly myopic glasses rested on the bridge of his nose.

The old man is of medium stature, with a thin face, and looks amiable.

Yang Wenbin took out his student ID card and his blood donation card and greeted him.

He walked quickly to the old man. Seeing the old man's eyes, I said to him, "Uncle, are you on this train?" ”

The uncle raised his head, looked at Yang Wenbin vigilantly, nodded, and said, "Yes, is there something wrong?" ”

Yang Wenbin handed his student ID card and blood donation card to the old man and said, "That's the case, uncle." I am a student at Ben Thanh Normal University, and I just finished donating blood at our school this morning and want to take this bus home.

But because I came late, I didn't buy a ticket, you see, can you use your ticket to bring me a platform ticket? ”

Yang Wenbin handed over another ten yuan, "This is the money to buy a platform ticket." ”

The old man also stared at Yang Wenbin a few times, and then checked the student ID card and blood donation card in his hand: "Okay! I can help with this, but I'll go with you, and I'll buy it for you. ”

"Uncle, thank you, thank you so much!" Yang Wenbin was very grateful, followed the old man, and came to the ticket gate.

The old man took his own ticket and the ten yuan handed over by Yang Wenbin and successfully bought a platform ticket.

Then he put away his ticket and handed the platform ticket to Yang Wenbin.

got the platform ticket, Yang Wenbin was about to leave.

The uncle said: "Come with me when you enter the station for a while, so that you can have both platform tickets and train tickets, so you can have less trouble." ”

Yang Wenbin thought about it, so he looked at the time, and there were still ten minutes left, and he was about to get on the bus, so he agreed.

He followed behind the uncle, and the two of them found two stools and chairs next to each other in the waiting room and sat down.

"Do you need to reverse this bus?" Uncle asked with concern.

Yang Wenbin said: "I got on the bus from here, went to Jinshi, and then had to reverse the bus again, and then I had to take another six hours to get home. ”

"Oh, then your home is still very remote!"

"Yes, it's one of the most impoverished counties in the country."

Between the two conversations, after a while, the sweet voice of the female announcer came from the radio: Passengers who take the fast 1212 train should pay attention, the ticket inspection has begun now, please, the ticket is at the No. 2 ticket gate, and the ticket is checked to take the train.

Two people, standing up, lined up behind the second ticket gate, and entered the platform smoothly.

Since the old man bought a ticket for a sleeper car, Yang Wenbin followed him to the sleeper car first.

Yang Wenbin, it's the first time to walk into the sleeper car! The old man found his berth and put his luggage on the berth.

Then, let Yang Wenbin sit by the window near the window.

Five minutes later, the train started smoothly, and Yang Wenbin's heart was relieved, "As long as the car starts, I won't be thrown off." ”

The train was whistling, running on the tracks, and after walking for about half an hour, the conductor came to check the ticket!

When Yang Wenbin was found, Yang Wenbin took the initiative to say his situation and asked for a hard seat ticket.

The conductor, after seeing Yang Wenbin take out his student ID card and blood donation card, saw that the old man had been helping to say good things by his side, so he made up a half-price ticket for Yang Wenbin's hard seat.

Then the conductor said to Yang Wenbin: "This is the sleeper area, you are a hard-seat ticket, go to the hard-seat car!" ”

Yang Wenbin agreed.

He turned around, greeted the old man, and prepared to go to the hard-seat car.

The old man had a good impression of Yang Wenbin, he took out a note, wrote his name, work unit, and contact number to Yang Wenbin, and said: "Young man, if you have the opportunity to go to the capital, you can come to me."

Yang Wenbin took the note with both hands.

I saw that it was written, "Yu Changming, Coordination Department of the Academy of Military Science." Contact number: military line, 0101, 01001 local line, 86010101001.

He carefully put this piece of paper into his clothes.

Then, saying goodbye again, he left the sleeper car and walked towards the hard-seat car.

Since that meeting, there has been no contact with Mr. Yu.

Last time, before graduation, when he was on a sightseeing tour in Beijing, he wanted to go to Mr. Yu to thank him, but then he gave up because everyone acted collectively.

Some time ago, when thinking of which school and major to choose to apply for, Yang Wenbin remembered the contact information left by Mr. Yu: "Maybe Mr. Yu can give me some help and guidance!" ”

So, he sent him a letter according to the contact address left by Mr. Yu at that time.

"Dear Teacher Yu, hello!

Do you remember that National Day four years ago, I was the student you helped who had just donated blood from Ben Cheng Normal University?

After graduating, I have responded to the call of the country and brought my pen from Rong to the 447th Regiment of the 226th Division of the 149th Army of the Army as a deputy company platoon commander.

After enlisting in the army, with a passion for serving the country, I want to make greater contributions to the country on the road of strengthening the army with science and technology. Therefore, I want to apply for a master's degree in a military college.

I looked up the military history major. Can you help me find out what the admissions requirements for this year's military history major are, and if possible, connect me with my mentor? ”