wild 1995

Chapter 16 Choice
January 1995, 1, Friday, was cloudy with light rain.

Today is the last day of Yunda's final exam, and tomorrow is the winter vacation.

"The basic functions of semantic analysis include determining types, type checking, semantic processing, and some static semantic checking..."

Under Di Ye's voice guidance, Di Ye finished the "Compilation Principles and Techniques" test paper in just over half an hour. He didn't bother to check, so he got up and walked to the podium, and handed the test paper to Liu Shaosong, who was in charge of the test.

Liu Shaosong glanced at the test paper, and said softly: "You wait in the corridor for a while, don't leave, I'll tell you something."

"it is good."

Di Ye waited in the corridor for a few minutes, Liu Shaosong walked out of the classroom, took him to the stairs, took out a cigarette, lit a cigarette, and asked, "I'm going to take the postgraduate entrance examination tomorrow, are you confident?"

"It can't be said that it's a sure thing, at least it's a sure thing."

"Is there anyone who uses idioms like this!"

Liu Shaosong was amused, took a puff of cigarette, and asked again: "How is your compression software doing?"

Di Ye was also a smoker before crossing, but now he cherishes his health very much. He took two steps to the side, avoiding the range of second-hand smoke, and said, "It's not a big problem. It should be able to get out during the winter vacation."

Liu Shaosong nodded, and said with some embarrassment: "Dean Fei asked me to ask if you are interested in staying in this school for further study. If you are willing, he will communicate with the school leaders and let you directly guarantee graduate studies and continue your master's and doctoral studies."

Di Ye was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Hasn't the list of insurance research institutes been announced a long time ago?"

"Your situation is special, you can handle special matters."

"I'm really special. I actually found a serial killer, but our school is not the Public Security University."

Liu Shaosong was amused again, and pointed at him with the finger holding the cigarette, and said, "It has nothing to do with the murderer. I talked to Dean Fei about your graduation project, and he also thought that if the compression algorithm is figured out, it will definitely be published in an SCI journal. Do you know how precious a student in China who can publish an SCI paper at the undergraduate level is? Nowadays, many Ph.D. students can't publish a SCI paper until they graduate!"

In 2023, most colleges and universities will require at least one SCI dissertation for a Ph.D. to graduate. Di Ye did not expect that it would be so lenient in 1995. He was a little surprised and asked, "How can I graduate without a Ph.D. dissertation?"

"During the graduation defense, let the tutor invite some friends in the industry to be reviewers, tout each other, rate the thesis as excellent, and then you can get your graduation certificate."

Liu Shaosong took a deep breath, and continued: "Currently, only Jinling University's graduate school in China requires three SCI papers for PhD students to graduate. The style of study is positive and there are few gangsters. That's why I recommend you to apply for them."

It dawned on Di Ye that because of his golden finger, he didn't care much about which university he went to for postgraduate study, so he asked, "Ms. Liu, do you think I should stay in school or go to Jinling University?"

"From an emotional point of view, I hope you stay in Yunda. After all, it is your alma mater and you are familiar with all aspects. But from a rational point of view, I hope you go to Jinling University, where the level is high and you can learn real skills. The computer department of our school is too hip. It is not ranked well in China, and it will delay your development."

Di Ye laughed, and joked, "Mr. Liu, you really know how to do Tai Chi, so you can't offend me at both ends."

Liu Shaosong also laughed, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out, and said, "You are an adult, not a child. This matter is related to your future. You have to think about it yourself, and don't be easily swayed by others."

"I see."

"That's fine, go back and rest. Take the test tomorrow and try to get a high score. Only in this way can you have the right to choose, and you can advance and retreat freely, so you won't be passive."

Di Ye agreed, left the teaching building, and walked towards the girls' dormitory while holding an umbrella, calling out Di Ye and asking for his opinion.

After Feng Shijie was arrested, Di Ye's image blurred a lot, and now he couldn't even see his face clearly. He had the same attitude as Liu Shaosong, letting Di Ye make his own choice.

Di Ye is a person who can't get up early without profit, and planned: "Mr. Liu is right. I will go to the test tomorrow to get a particularly high score as a bargaining chip. At that time, I will have a chance to go to the right side. Whoever offers more relaxed conditions, I will go to graduate school there."

"Reading is not doing business, you are too philistine."

"I only have a total of 28 years of information advantage. If the school's requirements are too strict and you can't miss classes and ask for leave, you will miss a lot of opportunities."

"People's energy is limited, you don't have to want to get involved in everything, pick a few fields you like, and work hard, and you will definitely be able to make a career."

Di Ye smiled wryly and said, "That's the problem, I like too many things."

Di Ye read some memories of Di Ye before he traveled through the electronic watch, and he knew his character well. He reminded: "Not only do you like a lot of things, but you also have a wild heart, so you can do it yourself. Don't play too much, and always remember that you are just an ordinary person who lived 28 years earlier than others, not an invulnerable superman."

"I will firmly remember your words."

Di Ye hummed, and said, "Take me home tonight. I'll probably disappear completely after I finish my postgraduate entrance examination tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Di Ye stopped and looked at the drizzle like silk and mist in front of him. An indescribable sadness surged in his heart. After a moment of silence, he said, "It's not yet 3 o'clock. I'll take Xia Fangfei to the bus station first, and then I'll take you home."

Di Ye also fell silent, and said after a while: "I found a song from your memory, which is very suitable for the current scene."

"What song is it?"

""Send You A Little Red Flower"."

Di Ye laughed when he heard the words, and hummed softly: "I will send you a little red flower to cover your new scar today, and reward you for sending me home on a rainy day. Is that right?"

Di Ye did not answer, but also sang a lyric: "I will send you a little red flower, which blooms in the deepest sand in your heart, to reward you for being able to feel every struggle of fate. Who is wasting time, who is suffering extravagant hope, this is not a question, and you don't need an answer."

Di Ye listened quietly, then smiled, and said, "We are really hard brothers and sisters, our singing is terrible."

"It's really not very pleasant. You can send Xia Fangfei off, I'm going to continue reading the code."

When Di Ye arrived downstairs in the girls' dormitory, Xia Fangfei had already packed her luggage and was waiting for him under the awning at the door. After meeting him, she asked, "How was the exam?"

"It should be able to get full marks, it's quite simple."

Xia Fangfei didn't really want to leave. Looking at the rain outside, she procrastinated, "It's raining too much today, why don't I go back to Jinling after you finish your graduate studies."

"This little rain is nothing. Besides, the postgraduate entrance examination is not playing football. You can't be a cheerleader, and you can't boost morale."

"Who says it can't boost morale, do you understand Hongxiu Tianxiangye's reading? I will study with you tonight, maybe I can get a few more points in the exam tomorrow."

Seeing her bright eyes and tenderness, Di Ye cheered up his depressed mood, and joked: "The spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early. If I can't hold it, maybe I miss the time for the postgraduate entrance examination, and I won't even get 0 points."

There were several girls under the canopy, and they snickered when they heard this, Xia Fangfei was ashamed, raised her hand and punched Di Ye, and complained, "Why are you always talking nonsense!"

Di Ye laughed, bent over to pick up her suitcase, and said, "Don't dawdle, let's go, you told your family that you're going back today."

The two left the awning, and just a few steps away, the chattering voices of some girls behind them came over.

"Is that boy Di Ye?"

"It's him, tall, handsome and smart, no wonder he can catch the murderous maniac."

"I wish I had a boyfriend like this. He is bold and careful, and feels very safe."

When Xia Fangfei heard these words, her face burst into a smile, she put away her umbrella, got under Di Ye's umbrella, and hugged his arm tightly, swearing her sovereignty, and said coquettishly, "They are praising you."

"When I was in kindergarten, I was used to being praised."

"It's really smug."

"This is Yuncheng, not West Lake, and you are not White Lady, don't play with umbrellas, your clothes will get wet."

"I said don't go on a rainy day..."

Regardless of Xia Fangfei's objection, Di Ye walked to the north gate of the school with her suitcase, and took her to the bus station by taxi.

When the two were about to part, Xia Fangfei reluctantly asked, "Di Ye, do you have anything to say to me?"

"Eat more during the winter vacation. I like round girls, which are comfortable to the touch."

"You're such a nuisance!"

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　　The lyrics quoted in this chapter are from Zhao Yingjun's work "Send You A Little Red Flower"

　　
　
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