Chapter 215: The Pain of a Long-Distance Relationship

Originally, the uncles thought that Jiang Shiyue was polite and thoughtful, and he had just entered the school and brought some gifts to everyone.

Every day is not the same for a week, and they come back to taste, which is a request from them.

I don't dare to accept it again, but I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb if I have already collected it.

Today, it was Lao Ge's turn to be on duty, and he simply asked on behalf of everyone.

Jiang Shiyue was waiting for this sentence, making a shy appearance, looking down at the ground, the voice was not loud, but it was enough for Lao Ge to hear clearly.

"Actually, I want to trouble the uncles to lend me the phone."

"What do you want to do on the phone? The phone in our communication room does not have an outbound call function! Lao Ge explained.

When I first installed the phone, I was able to make calls outside.

However, Lao Ge and his family have to patrol all parts of the school at regular intervals every day.

In the past, those who could come to university were the children of workers, peasants and soldiers, and they were generally in their twenties.

Some of them married daughters-in-law or had partners in their original units.

So in order to save time, some of them secretly came to the communication room to make a phone call while Lao Ge was out on patrol.

Of course, they will also leave the phone bill according to the standard of paid public telephones after the call.

But there are also some students who are unconscious and run away after secretly making a phone call.

So much so that the school phone bill remained high during that time.

The wealth is uneven in these years, but the poor are common.

The school is also poor.

In desperation, the principal had no choice but to turn off the external call of the telephone in the communication room and change it to the extension of the telephone of the Academic Affairs Office on the first floor.

If there is a visitor, if you want to find a certain student or a teacher, please pass it on to the Academic Affairs Office.

Jiang Shiyue didn't expect such a show, and was stunned.

As the saying goes, if you eat people, your mouth is short, and you can take people softly. Lao Ge saw Jiang Shiyue's disappointed face, and he couldn't bear it, "That's it." You can ask the person to call by the hour every day. At that point in time, you can just answer the call. However, it is best to play after hours. In this way, there is no one in the academic office, and we usually answer the phone. ”

Jiang Shiyue's eyes suddenly lit up, this is a good way.

After thanking Lao Ge, she ran to line up and called Chen Shanhe about it.

Chen Shanhe was silent for a while before a voice came, "I'll try my best." ”

Jiang Shiyue was suddenly a little unhappy, she worked so hard for the opportunity to contact him, and he replied with such perfunctory three words.

"I don't want to plan on it." Jiang Shiyue wanted to hang up the phone, and said hard, "I'm going to self-study." ”

"Yueyue!" Chen Shanhe stopped her, with a little helplessness in his tone, "I didn't want to fight." By what I mean by trying to do my best I mean to be able to call you at a fixed time every day. But you know, my profession doesn't have a fixed amount of time when I'm busy. Plus the recent extra training...... I'm just afraid I'll let you down if I can't do it. ”

Jiang Shiyue didn't answer.

She knew very well that Chen Shanhe was controllable most of the time, but half of the time was uncontrollable.

For example, when I suddenly receive a call, I will leave, sometimes I will come back at dawn, and sometimes I will come back after a day or two.

When to go, and how long to go, depends on what plane is broken, how bad it is, and how difficult it is to repair.

Ordinary aircraft now almost do not need to be repaired by Chen Shanhe, the battalion commander, but most of the planes that start with Q will be handled by him, especially the ones that are being tested and not mass-produced.

"So, I'll try to call you every night as soon as nine o'clock. If I have something to do to work overtime, I will also ask the correspondent to tell you when the time comes, do you think this is okay? ”

Listening to Chen Shanhe's almost cautious voice, Jiang Shiyue suddenly understood the reason why couples hate long-distance relationships, and the reasons why long-distance relationships don't last long.

Jiang Shiyue was here to receive Chen Shanhe's calls, and kept sending gifts for a week, but she could only answer and not call.

Chen Shanhe was over there, racking his brains to meet her request.

But Jiang Shiyue knew that at nine o'clock in the evening, she would be waiting for more correspondents.

If she were a correspondent, the expectations and thoughts she had saved up for the day would suddenly turn into grievances and complaints.

It is intellectually clear, but emotionally it is difficult to control.

And this kind of contradiction would not have happened if it was not in a different place.

On top of that, the lives of the two people are gradually derailed.

She attended classes during the day, went to the study room at night to write plans, and occasionally looked up some literature related to electronics and mechanics.

Chen Shanhe was busy repairing planes and training to take care of his children.

When he called, Chen Shanhe was better, and it was more convenient for him to speak in a separate office than himself.

Jiang Shiyue had to talk to Chen Shanhe in front of the doorman.

Some of the words in my heart are not at all embarrassed to say.

So much so that the two of them struggled to talk, like the classic conversation in English class.

“howa

eyou?”

How are you doing?

“I'mfi

e,ta

kyoua

dyou? ”

I'm fine, thank you for caring, how are you?

"Metoo"

Me too

A conversation between up to two people plus a time, removing a thank you.

"How are you doing today?"

"That's good! What about you? ”

"I'm doing well too.

Jiang Shiyue sighed lightly and thought of a compromise solution, "In this way, if you don't feel that you have time at night, you can take Yangyang to the office." When the time comes, you ask the correspondent to dial Yangyang, and I will say a few words to him. ”

Chen Shanhe said "um" and said the classic line again, "How are you doing today?" ”

Jiang Shiyue suddenly laughed.

**

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Shiyue walked to the study room with her shoulders bent.

After taking two steps, he stopped, looked up at the stars, and laughed again.

While laughing, he talked to himself and disciplined himself.

"Jiang Shiyue, what's wrong with you? Why is it so hypocritical to fall in love? What happened to long-distance relationships? Isn't it okay to work hard to become a different place? Doesn't it mean that it is good to work hard in their respective fields? Why are you so pessimistic like a resentful woman? What's the big deal?

Wait for the reform and opening up, the popularization of aircraft, and you can see it every day.

There are two or three months left before the winter vacation at most, as for being so unproductive? With money, these problems can be solved. What is hypocritical? I don't believe in myself and I don't believe in Chen Shanhe?! ”

After figuring it out, Jiang Shiyue's pace was a little brisker, and she comforted herself that it was the first time she fell in love in two lives, and it was normal to suffer from gains and losses, just actively adjust your mentality.

**

In the evenings, the study hall is overcrowded.

Jiang Shiyue committed murder with beauty, no, she found a seat in a group of science and engineering men.

After Jiang Shiyue sat down, with her as the center of the circle, male classmates within a diameter of five meters (the width of the study room was only five meters) would look at her from time to time.

Jiang Shiyue felt something, but she didn't take it to heart.

She is now focused on making money.

The first step is to take down Dongsheng Department Store.

It's not to take Dongsheng as your own, but you must buy two handfuls of wool in Dongsheng Department Store.