After an autumn rain in mid-October, the summer heat is gone, and the crisp autumn has officially arrived.

Autumn Outing!

Team building in the class and organizing autumn outings!

Mo Yan almost forgot, what kind of committee member is she?

"Committee of Culture and Sports, in principle, you are responsible for this activity, and other members of the class committee, including me, will cooperate with you in the preparations for the first collective outing of this class." Zheng Shuxin seriously assigned tasks to Mo Yan.

"I can't do it." Mo Yan lowered his head.

"You haven't done it yet, how do you know you can't? Mo Yan, have confidence in yourself! ”

"I really can't do it."

"Tell me where the difficulty is? I'll help you! Zheng Shuxin couldn't control his stupid urge to be a hero. The younger brother clearly told him that the girl in front of him had already belonged.

"The difficulty is that I'm not interested."

Zheng Shuxin stood there embarrassedly, and his melting expression quickly retracted: "Mo Yan, you must have a sense of responsibility as a man." ”

"Yes, out of responsibility, you can't force the official title on me."

Zheng Shuxin is embarrassed to a new height.

"Are you sure you won't do it?"

Mo Yan nodded unscrupulously.

"Okay. After the class committee discusses, you will be notified of the results. ”

The other members of the class committee unanimously agreed that it was Zheng Shuxin who pursued Mo Yan too much, which led to disgust with him, so they refused to work with him. Zheng Shuxin couldn't argue, so he had to admit it. He decided to stay away from Mo Yan in the future, so as not to be able to eat the duck and make a fuss.

Fortunately, the autumn tour is only a local tour, and when you go to the Oriental Green Boat that everyone likes to see when you expand, the strategy is extremely simple, just buy enough water guns and bring a change of clothes. Zheng Shuxin did everything in half an hour.

He decided to hide the irrelevant results of the class committee's discussion from Mo Yan, and only said with a serious expression that if she wished, she would be one of the ordinary students in the future.

Mo Yan grinned, and soon buried his head in the book and read the book again.

The policy of the transfer student examination stipulates that each candidate can only fill in 1 of the 12 colleges and universities that can recruit transfer students, and the academic affairs department of the university where the candidate is registered can only issue 1 relevant certificate for each student.

After weighing it in many ways, Mo Yan officially gave up Fudan's option as a transfer student.

After communicating with Joey, Mo Yan decided to take the East China Normal exam, but when he looked at the enrollment brochure, he was a little dumbfounded. There are only two subjects in this school: English and Advanced Mathematics.

For Mo Yan, English is dominant and he doesn't dare to speak, and the high number is properly pulled.

She decided that this weekend, when Wang Chengyou was not coming, she would study the admissions guidelines of the 12 colleges and universities that could recruit transfer students, and review her English before the weekend officially came. It is said that the English test is equivalent to the difficulty of English in the graduate school entrance examination.

On Friday night, Wang Chengyou reminded her to receive emails.

When he opened it, Mo Yan was a little teary-eyed.

The attachment to the email is an excel sheet, and Wang Chengyou analyzed the difficulty of the transfer student exams of 12 colleges and universities according to keywords such as 985, 211, one, and two.

In the same excel sheet, the students admitted by each school in the last three years are tabulated.

Mo Yan was clear and clear, and she could see at a glance that her school was reluctant, not to mention the Fudan exam, even East China Normal School. This is roughly in line with what she had learned in the transfer student group before.

Analyzed the difficulty and student sources of 12 schools; Wang Chengyou also sorted out the majors of 12 schools that have recruited transfer students in the past five years, which made Mo Yan exclude Shanghai Jiao Tong University, Tongji University, and East China Normal University at a glance...... In the end, there are only 2 schools to choose from: East China University and Shanghai University.

Whew, Mo Yan sighed. I can't tell if it's loss or steadfastness.

Wang Chengyou's timely rain form allowed her to narrow down her choices to a minimum in just 3 minutes.

When Mo Yan's eyes wandered around the two schools, he saw a comment written by Wang Chengyou: In terms of the number of admitted candidates, Shanghai University is more advantageous, and it is recommended to focus on it.

What else is there to say, Wang Chengyou's suggestion is the crystallization of his thinking.

Mo Yan is like a stream.

As if telepathically, Mo Yan carefully read the information of the transfer students summarized by Wang Chengyou, and Wang Chengyou's phone called: "Mo Yan, have you finished reading the email?" ”

"Yes."

"I'll have a personal report on teaching later, and now I'll make a long story short, you can think about it again, if you still insist on applying for the transfer student exam, you will go to the transfer student training institution to sign up this weekend. There is absolutely no hope of going it alone, this is not the same as the graduate school entrance examination, this one is more niche and more targeted. ”

"I want to take the test. Which training provider should I apply for? After asking this, Mo Yan felt that he had already lived as Wang Chengyou's pendant.

"Lessons. This institution can register online and tutor online. Then I'll send you the app of the training institution. ”

"Okay."

After a pause, Wang Chengyou seemed to want to say something, but Mo Yan listened with his ears.

Maybe it was because he was in too much time, or maybe it was her delusion, after waiting for 2 seconds, Wang Chengyou said: "This is the case first, see you next week." ”

See you next week......

Hanging up the phone so quickly, Mo Yan was a little stunned.

According to Wang Chengyou's suggestion, Mo Yan logged in to the training institution's app that night. The staff of the training institution gave her a head-on blow at that time: other people who are determined to take the transfer exam have been reviewing since the summer vacation, and this is in the middle of October, and you only came! We're about to start the second round of revision, and you're here!

The sense of urgency came up immediately.

When it comes to paying, the sense of urgency is stronger.

A three-hour online course costs 220 yuan, and an intensive course from mid-October to March of the following year, the cost is as high as 12,000 yuan. Mo Yan's account doesn't have that much money at all!

In her account, it is only less than a month's salary earned from Wenhao's Qingfeng Studio during the summer vacation, plus the living expenses that her mother Mo Jielian insisted on leaving her, adding up to more than 9,000 yuan.

"Ding."

WeChat prompts a transfer to be received.

No more, no less, exactly 12,000 yuan.

It's none other than Wang Chengyou.

"Mine is yours; I hope that one day, yours will be mine. A little later than the transfer, Wang Chengyou sent such a sentence.

Mo Yan burst into tears directly.

She was not polite, nor did she have polite capital, and after accepting Wang Chengyou's money, she handed it over to the training institution.

Thinking that he had paid so much money, Mo Yan didn't mention a lot of blood, and saw half past 12 midnight in one breath that night, and then put down the English reading comprehension in his hand.

Lying on the top bunk, thinking of all that Wang Chengyou did for her, my heart was extremely moved.

Tossing and turning, unable to sleep, she was thinking in the dark night with the slight breathing sound of her roommates, her mother Mo Jielian went to Guangzhou to carry out the business training of the sales guide star, and she should be able to get home this Saturday.

This closed training started the day before the National Day holiday, which caused her and her mother to not even be able to talk properly. The part of the story of her mother Mo Jielian was also stranded.

I don't know if she will still be in the mood to listen to my mother when she has time to tell stories about the past after tomorrow night.

After thinking about miscellaneous things for a while, Mo Yan fell asleep.