Riding the wind of rebirth

"I also need rubber rings and bean paste." Sister Feng was already immersed in the joy of grading.

This person from Beijing didn't run away. Zhou Zhi murmured to himself that his appetite had really strengthened, but he still couldn't get enough of the bean juice.

"I'm going to help you carry the plate too." Wu Qiaomu couldn't sit still, otherwise, wouldn't he be killed in the competition with elbow?

After a while, the two of them came over with stewed dumplings, rubber rings, bean juice, fried dough sticks, tofu puffs, and many fire-roasted dumplings.

The reason for adding dumplings is that Zhou Zhi remembered that this meal should be dinner, and it was a bit unreliable for the two sisters to meet here to order braised pork and hotpot.

Especially adding soybean juice is even more unreliable.

"Awesome! I'm going to take this set of answers back to school to show Teacher Yu." When Sister Feng saw Zhou Zhi coming, she gave him a thumbs up: "Hey, how about you go and communicate with your classmates? "

"No, I have to go to Shanghai tomorrow." Zhou Zhi quickly evaded: "By the way, Sister Feng, is there a training school for studying abroad in the capital now? It can't be New Oriental, right?"

"Eh? Is our school so famous?" Sister Feng was startled: "Where have you heard of our school?"

"Ah? Hahahaha..." Zhou Zhi had no choice but to lie: "I was passing by Zhongguancun that day and saw someone handing out leaflets..."

"That's true, we all have to take turns to go out on the streets to hand out leaflets." Sister Feng nodded. During the entrepreneurial period, it became the most successful training institution in China, but now it is still a grassroots team.

"By the way, who is the Gustave Flaubert in your essay? 'Talent is the reward for long-term hard work, and the broadest and smoothest road is the one you have already walked.' This quote is very classic."

"The French poet Flaubert." Mr. Qiao also read a lot of mixed books: "But these are two sentences instead of one, and they come from different works."

"If you don't have some skills, you won't be able to change your roll of paper." Sister Feng said with a smile.

"Is there something wrong with writing elbow like this?" Wei Yi was still worried.

"There must be no problem." Sister Feng was very satisfied: "It's just that the marking teacher may have to come down and check this person to see if he is just a fabrication."

"Actually, this is just like quoting famous quotes when we write essays, but they rarely appear in the GRE essay papers of Chinese students."

"No matter what, you must have passed this exam. I guess... between 2,200 and 2,300 percent."

The current GRE score is still 2,400 points. Generally, as long as you pass 2,100 points, you can apply to foreign schools. If you pass 2,200 points, you are pretty sure. If you pass 2,300 points, you can almost choose a good foreign university. .

Nowadays, the burden of studying abroad is too heavy for Chinese people. The above-mentioned ones are all scholarships that can be obtained without the need for family support.

"Master..." Wu Qiaomu couldn't help but exclaimed: "If it's closer to 2,300, I can directly apply to Harvard and Yale."

"The two graduate students from the school are a little confused." Sister Feng took a bite of the coke ring, picked up the bean juice and took a big sip. Zhou Zhi and Mr. Qiao shuddered at the sight: "But there is absolutely no problem with the undergraduate degree. Listen to Teacher Yu He said that this exam is quite difficult and he needs to accurately estimate his score."

"Then I'll trouble Sister Feng." Although Zhou Zhi can't come to Douzhi'er, he actually likes the braised pork that many southerners can't come to. When paired with donkey meat on fire, Zhou Zhi even thinks that these two things go well together. Served with Shandong scallions, you don’t need to replace Dong Laishun’s hot-boiled mutton.

However, this thing is not suitable for making dinner for Jiachuan people, and it is not easy to digest.

If you happen to have a car, let’s just imitate the Hong Kong people and drive along the river and chat.

Although the time has come to 1994, even though this is the capital, except for the CBD area of ​​​​Wangfujing, there are really not many places to visit at night in the entire capital.

However, there are not too many cars, and it feels quite good to drive on the main traffic road. Zhou Zhi didn't want to go shopping, but he heard that Shichahai was becoming more lively now, so he drove over there to have a look.

Because there are not many tourists in Shichahai now, the alley entrance actually seems a bit spacious, and you can actually park your car.

So Zhou Zhi parked the car under a willow tree by the seaside, got out of the car and walked together to eat.

The street lights around Shichahai are now sparse, and the lighting project has not yet been completed. Since Baodu Zhang reopened, there have been more and more private restaurants.

Many shops are open to selling beer, and small tables are placed outside the shops. Tourists can sit on the street, eat, chat, and look around.

These are all in the Qianhai area where Yindingqiao Hutong is located, while Houhai on the other side is now dark. I heard that it is still lively there during the day, but there are no people at night.

Generally speaking, it is still underdeveloped. Zhou Zhi can even vaguely see an old man fishing with an old-fashioned fishing rod opposite.

Everyone was chatting about BJ’s old alley while strolling in the “downtown area”. Zhou Zhi felt a little bored: “How about we go and sit around?”

"Can you still eat it?" Sister Feng asked.

Except for Mr. Qiao who said "It seems okay.", Zhou Zhi and Wei Yi were both shaking their heads.

"Forget it," Wei Yi said, "Hey, it seems like your house is near here. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Really?" Zhou Zhi actually still doesn't know where the ten courtyards he bought from Jesse Cheng are and what they look like. It's just a real "blind purchase."

"Let's go, I remember it's between Yindingqiao Hutong and Nanguanfang Hutong."

"Isn't that a port?" Zhou Zhi was actually very happy: "The Yinding Bridge is to the north, right? Does that mean that the courtyard is not a lake view room?"

"Yindingqiao Hutong and Qianhai are on the same trend." Mr. Qiao said: "But it's not as lively as here. In fact, the trail from the lake is only about 50 meters away, so you can go for a walk."

"Why don't you guys live here?" Zhou Zhi said, "I can't live here anyway. Even if I go on a business trip, I would stay in Demian Hall."

"I'll beat you up if you talk nonsense again!" Wei Yi saw a strange smile on Sister Feng's lips, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed and annoyed: "I'm going abroad soon, and it's more convenient to live on campus in Qiaomu."

"Has it been decided? Congratulations, Yi'er!" Sister Feng was surprised and happy: "Have you decided which country to go to?"

"I'm going to Europe. I don't know where exactly yet." Wei Yi said, "I just had a conversation with me today to prepare me."

"This is really a great thing! Then you shouldn't be eating braised and cooked tonight. You should come over and eat to fill your stomach!" Sister Feng sighed.

"Then we can go out to eat after seeing the courtyard." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "Do uncle and aunt know this news?"

"Let's go see the courtyard first." Wei Yi said calmly, "It's not a big deal, just a foreign correspondent."

In fact, Zhou Zhi never understood why there were foreign correspondents with a background in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, but every time Zhou Zhi tried to inquire, Wei Yi would talk about him, making Zhou Zhi feel that this matter should not be inquired about casually.

"No. 9, we're here." Mr. Qiao had already stopped while he was speaking: "That's right here. Can you see anything on your elbow?" (End of Chapter)