my scientific age

Chapter 120 Patriotic Scholar, Zhang San!

Tan Qing walked away with a smile and expectations for the title of the future gold list in his eyes. He walked to the seat at the end of the classroom. With Yu Hua's help and encouragement, he has gradually gained confidence, his academic performance has steadily improved, and his overall ranking has been improved. Has come to the 19th place in the class, no longer the tail of the crane.

Again, none of the students who can get into No. [-] Middle School are idiots.

"Hanzhi is a good person and worth making friends with." After Tan Qing left, Zhou Yuan, who was sitting beside him, sighed, and he listened to the conversation between the two.

When Yu Hua heard Zhou Yuan's voice, he smiled slightly, nodded and asked, "How was it going back yesterday?"

"It's still the same, I went to Peiping with my aunt and my sister. Alas, I don't know why women like shopping so much. By the way, my sister came back from the United States with new things, here." Home, Zhou Yuan sighed and sighed in his heart, suddenly remembered something, and immediately took out a dark brown glass bottle from the drawer and handed it to Yu Hua.

The iconic glass bottle with a sense of the times, with a red label on the surface of the bottle - cocacola
"Happy water?" Yu Hua saw this bottle of happy water, his throat was full of surprise, his throat suddenly surged subconsciously, and he took it with his right hand, and the bottle immediately felt cold.

Darling, Yu Hua never thought that he could see Happy Water in China in 1937.

Zhou Yuan looked at the bottle of drink with disgust: "This thing is an imported product, an American brand, translated as Coca-Cola, it's quite popular in Shanghai, I'm not used to drinking it, it smells of traditional Chinese medicine, and it stings my throat, I don't know. You can't get used to it."

The American cocacola beverage company entered the Chinese market in the 20s. It was originally translated as "tadpole chewing wax". Because the name was too weird and the taste was weird, the market sales were not good, so the name had to be re-translated. It was translated by Shanghai professor Jiang Yi as 'Coca-Cola' became the best translated name.

"That's because you don't understand the taste of happiness." Yu Hua smiled, opened the bottle cap with a pencil, brought it to his mouth, and a sip of cold and familiar happy water entered his mouth, countless bubbles burst, and a refreshing breath came from his throat excitement.

"Comfortable."

Darling, how does the happy water in 1937 feel better than in 2021?

"I still have a big box at home, how about it?" Zhou Yuan, who saw that Yu Hua liked it very much and was full of disgust, said strangely in his heart.

Yu Hua shook his head and refused: "No, just one bottle."

It is enough to be able to taste the happy water in 1937. Yu Hua is not a greedy person. He chatted briefly with Zhou Yuan, and soon, the bell for class rang again.

In one morning, Yu Hua deciphered the last thirteen characters S and T of the English alphabet based on the remaining 200 original plaintext contents. The remaining three letters X, Y and Z could not be deciphered due to the small number of samples.

This is an inevitable result.

Progress in deciphering the Red Secret was hampered by a lack of sufficient samples.

At noon, Yu Hua, who had finished his lunch diligently, was walking on the road to the school gate.

"The progress of deciphering has to be suspended here. We have to wait for the second batch of original plaintext materials, XYZ... I don't know how Master's deciphering progress is, I hope it can be done as soon as possible. The sooner the deciphering is completed, the more the country can take the lead. However, There is still another question - after completely deciphering the red secret, should I pass the deciphering materials to Eighth Road?" Yu Hua thought silently, he was faced with this crucial question.

In essence, although Yu Hua is doing things for the country and the nation, the 'country' at this time is not the Huaxia of later generations, and he is working for the Blue Clothes Club when others are strict.

After more than ten years, this kind of behavior will definitely be called the lackey of the military.

I have to say, it's pretty interesting.

Back to the question itself, should it?

Should.

However, since he swore an oath in front of his master to keep secrets and not betray the motherland, this act of passing and deciphering materials essentially violated the first point.

Therefore, in front of the oath and the master, Yu Hua could not pass the deciphering information.

However, Zhang San can.

"It's better to trouble Zhang San. You Zhang San leaked and deciphered the data, what did you have to do with me Yu Hua... However, the quickness of the hands and feet, the format and method of data writing must be far from my Yu Hua." After thinking about it, Yu Hua did a good job. Decided to add a new name to the extrajudicial fanatic Zhang San——

Patriotic scholar, Zhang San.

Suddenly, the whole person felt a tap on the shoulder, Yu Hua turned his head, only to see Lin Wan with a faint smile on his face, standing beside him, with picturesque eyebrows and a sweet smile, wearing the most familiar costume of a Republic of China girl. , revealing a gentle and atmospheric unique temperament, the whole person is bathed in the warm sun at noon, as if walking out of a painting.

This is Jin Yu at the end of mid-spring.

gorgeous.

Yu Hua, who stopped in his tracks, glanced at it and sent a sincere and sincere evaluation in his heart.

"Long time no see, I called you a few times but didn't respond, so I patted you, don't you mind?" Lin Wan looked at Yu Hua with pure and clear eyes, and the smile on her face showed no sense of life or distance, and joked. .

"Why didn't you go to the library?" Yu Hua smiled and shook his head, looking at Lin Wan's dress and the empty hands on both sides, and asked curiously.

No books, no one sitting in the reading room on the second floor of the library, this is not like Lin Wan's style.

"I'm in a fickle mood, I can't see it in. I'm going to relax today, and you want to go out again?" Lin Wan explained, the graduation exam is approaching, and the city-wide joint exam in May is approaching, the whole person's state is a little ups and downs.

Yu Hua smiled: "It's a trivial matter. It's okay for my family to come to me. Why don't I walk with you? To be honest, you are beautiful today."

"..."

Hearing Yu Hua's straightforward words, Lin Wan rolled her eyes, feeling both amused and helpless, and all the boys in the school also dared to speak to her like Yu Hua, and shook their heads: "No, you go to work first, recently you are in school. Days are getting fewer and fewer, I heard Zhao Anyuan say, you are very busy every day and disappear on Friday."

"It's really busy."

Hearing Lin Wan's obviously caring words, Yu Hua was stunned for a moment, smiled, and explained softly, "Before, I took Prof. Hua Luogeng as my teacher, and I have been studying advanced mathematics during this time, and the school provided me with convenience. You should know that I go to Tsinghua Garden on Friday and usually only come back on weekends, so I forgot to tell you."

To the end, the voice was gentle.

"It's amazing to be Professor Hua Luogeng's apprentice... By the way, Yu Hua, are you really going to take the Tsinghua exam and study abroad? With your talent and intelligence, you will definitely become a top figure in academia if you stay in China." Lin Wan After hearing Yu Hua's explanation, he understood the reason for the matter and sent his evaluation. After two seconds of silence, he asked softly.

"Yes, I have to go to the United States to learn advanced knowledge and technology, no matter how controversial and questionable my behavior will be, but I think this is the only way to make the motherland strong."

Yu Hua felt the gaze from Lin Wan, the smile on his face disappeared, and there was a solemn and solemn expression on his face, and nodded seriously: "I don't want to hear the roar of Japanese planes overhead, I don't want to see the huge Peking City, there are The figures of the concessions and foreign troops stationed in the foreign countries do not want to see our country's diplomats with tears in their eyes, raised their fists, and made high but weak protests. The era must and must end.”

(End of this chapter)