Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 875 875. Advice
After Dong Qiangqiang finished speaking, he deliberately stopped, waiting for Sun Tao's answer, but the other party just looked at him but didn't speak for a long time, so he had to continue talking.

"Because the university does not provide any domestic newspapers and magazines at present, we have limited channels for understanding domestic information, mainly relying on the Internet and calling home. But there is no official special report on this matter on the Internet, and other networks The information is unpredictable. You may wonder why I am so concerned about this matter, because my dad is likely to be admitted to the hospital because of this disease. I want to go back but I am afraid that I will not be able to get out. You You must know more than me, so I want to ask you, what is the current situation in China?"

Sun Tao looked at him without saying a word, as if lost in thought.

"What I want to ask is not only on behalf of me personally, but also a matter that is of great concern to everyone studying in Germany. Although you can see that everyone was happy just now, but who is not worried about their relatives in China? It's just because of the exam. , working part-time and, like me, afraid of not being able to get out (after returning to China).”

After Dong Qiangqiang finished speaking, Sun Tao said slowly after a few seconds: "I can understand how you want to go home to see your parents, but I personally suggest that you should focus on your studies and call home when you have time." Call, read more articles from the official media, remember not to believe gossip, let alone act rashly, understand?"

Dong Qiangqiang didn't expect that he would get this reply after waiting for a long time, so he was stunned.He originally thought that the other party would give him some more pertinent and practical suggestions, but he didn't know that these few words were neither painful nor salty.

"I wish your father a speedy recovery." Sun Tao pursed his lips, patted him on the shoulder, turned and walked out.

When Dong Qiangqiang returned to the crowd from the bathroom, the activity room had unknowingly turned into a sea of ​​joy: some played chess, some danced, some had white stripes on their faces, and some threw poker cards out, chatting with each other, singing love songs hand in hand Karaoke players, those who watch people playing mahjong on the third floor and the third floor outside, those who hide in corners and whisper to pick up girls, and those who fly all over the venue with dumplings or drinks.

When Dong Qiangqiang was hosting on the stage just now, because the stage was bright and the stage was dark, he couldn't see how many people were in the audience. Now he can not only see the number of people clearly, but also know who is playing with whom at a glance.

He had never seen so many people since he came to Trier, and because he had never seen them, many of them seemed unfamiliar to him.

Of course, I also saw some half-familiar faces: Wang Yun, Chen Xiaofei, Feng Chong.

He was busy all night, hosting and making dumplings. Zheng Chunhua felt sorry for him, so she arranged for others to make dumplings so that he wouldn't have to worry about the pot.

Across the crowd, he saw Sun Tao chatting happily with a group of young students.Thinking back to what the other party said just now, Dong Qiangqiang faintly felt that Sun Tao seemed to be different from the person he had been in contact with before. It seemed that something had changed, but he couldn't tell exactly what had changed.He suddenly felt dispirited, physically and mentally exhausted, and he couldn't bring himself to go any further. He just wanted to eat something to fill his stomach, so he walked to a table with few people and sat down.

The classmates sitting next to him looked strange, Dong Qiangqiang didn't want to wait stupidly, so he found garlic and peeled it on his own.

But before he finished peeling a head of garlic, male and female students he knew and didn't know surrounded him.

Dong Qiangqiang doesn't like to socialize, but due to his status as a propaganda committee member of the student union, he has to chat with him.After chatting with him, I found that most of the students came to him for travel advice, but none of them learned how to drive. He managed to deal with the group, and immediately another group of students who were not familiar with or completely unfamiliar came up.

Dong Qiangqiang was not particularly surprised that no one signed up, but many students seemed to have something to say in their eyes when they looked at him.

As far as Dong Qiangqiang was able to answer the question, the good-looking dumplings on the plate on the table had long since disappeared, only the dumplings with boiled skins were left quietly piled on the plate.

After Dong Qiangqiang hesitated for a while, he saw that the disfigured dumplings were being swept away. He couldn't care less at this moment, so he quickly picked up his chopsticks and stuffed two into his mouth, only then did he have the strength to continue talking.

Several groups of people came to consult, but there were very few people who signed up, and the plates in front of them were already empty.Dong Qiangqiang sighed in his heart and had to wait for the next pot.

At this time, someone came up behind him, and he thought that someone was coming to consult him again. He was about to turn around and ask if the other party was inquiring about travel or car learning, but he didn't know that the person had already sat down next to him.

Dong Qiangqiang saw the back of his head looking around.

"It turns out that you are a member of the Student Union's promotion, no wonder you know her well." The man turned his head back, Dong Qiangqiang saw a red face, and at the same time smelled a pungent smell of alcohol.

Since Dong Qiangqiang handed over the forum to Feng Chong, the latter has asked him many times about the forum user reward system.The questions are actually very simple every time, but Feng Chong doesn't understand this at all, so he can only ask Dong Qiangqiang for help.

Regarding Feng Chong’s problem, except for the recharge function that Dong Qiangqiang has not figured out yet, other Dong Qiangqiang can fulfill his request in the first time, and at the same time explain the principle to him clearly with one or two sentences, and teach him where to change which one next time The so-called teaching a man to fish is worse than giving him a fish.From this, Feng Chong cast all his admiration for him, and within a month, the relationship between the two had improved by leaps and bounds. Of course, it was mainly because Feng Chong was more active, after all, he had something to ask for.

"Who is she?" Dong Qiangqiang didn't know why.

"Who else? Zheng Chunhua." Feng Chong chuckled, narrowing his eyes and staring at Dong Qiangqiang.

Dong Qiangqiang made him stare uncomfortably, turned his head and continued to peel the garlic.

"A piece of advice for you, hiccup..." Feng Chong hiccupped his wine and swiped his right index finger from his mouth to Dong Qiangqiang's face, "Stay away from Zheng Chunhua."

"You're blushing from drinking, it looks like you're in a good mood today." Dong Qiangqiang didn't bother to pay attention to Feng Chong's suggestion of ignoring Siliu, brought him a clean plate, and joked, "I thought you wouldn't come today. "

He knew that Feng Chong had always been proud and arrogant, and he didn't usually interact with other Chinese students, and his social circle was mainly foreigners. It was really surprising to see Feng Chong here today, and what was even more surprising was that he still had a drink with him. Dong Qiangqiang originally wanted to ask, "Is there anyone here who can drink with you", but then he thought that this is a private matter, and he has nothing to do with him, so it is really unnecessary to ask more.

"Normally I wouldn't come, but today I have something good to do and I'm in a good mood, so I'll come." Feng Chong didn't seem to realize that Dong Qiangqiang changed the subject, he reached out with a smile and picked out two cloves of garlic from the small plate in front of Dong Qiangqiang He put it in front of him, and at the same time, he kept pulling a pair of chopsticks from the side and put them on his own plate. He patted the table with both hands, and shouted, "Hey, dumplings are just wine. The more you drink, the more delicious they are. Beautiful!"

Dong Qiangqiang teased: "It makes me happy to say any good things."

"Hey, that's not right, didn't you just talk about Zheng Chunhua? Why did you talk about me again?" Feng Chong seemed to wake up suddenly, put his head next to Dong Qiangqiang's ear, and whispered, "Listen to my advice." , I am also doing it for your own good."

Dong Qiangqiang was very disgusted with this kind of inexplicable suggestion, and hurriedly moved to the side: "By the way, I was just going to ask you, do you want to come for a tour and a driving lesson? Or both?"

Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang didn't answer, Feng Chong seemed to understand something.He curled his lips and cast his eyes on Zheng Chunhua who was in the distance: "I'll put yours in the future. Besides, even if I want to sign up, I have to wait until I have money. Are you interested in mentioning that to you last time?"

"You mentioned a lot of things." Dong Qiangqiang joked.

Feng Chong withdrew his gaze and said seriously, "It's about teaching foreigners Chinese."

"It's probably enough." Dong Qiangqiang's eyes skipped over Feng Chong, and fell on the student who walked out of the kitchen with freshly cooked dumplings not far away.

Seeing that the other party didn't look at him, Feng Chong subconsciously turned his head to see what Dong Qiangqiang was looking at, and happened to see the dumpling. When he turned his head again, his face drooped, and his voice was also unhappy, and he said coldly: "You know what the teacher is looking at? How much can you earn in Chinese?"

"Thank you for thinking of me, but there is no money here. I really don't have time. First, I have to prepare for the exam, and second, I haven't read the books for the next semester." Dong Qiangqiang shrugged, "I didn't mean to make excuses, but There are indeed a lot of books to read in the Department of Economics. But don’t worry, although I can’t teach, I can introduce you to a girl who is very good at teaching.”

Before Feng Chong had time to ask Dong Qiangqiang who he wanted to introduce to him, another person sat down on the seat on Dong Qiangqiang's right.

Before he could turn his head, he heard a muffled voice in his ear: "Dong, I found you."

(End of this chapter)