Chapter 133

Cheng Mi smiled: "well, that's good. I just called you to confirm your time to school. I thought you would like to participate in the language intensive training class contacted by me."

A little relieved, Zheng Jianguo shook his head and refused: "even if the training class is over, I found that I can understand most of the English when I changed the plane and accepted the interview. Considering the medical English I really want to learn, you may not be able to teach that training class, but I want to call home. Before I come out, I said it's discipline. Even my parents didn't have time to say goodbye -"

"As far as I know -"

The smile on his dark face gradually converged. Secretary Cheng looked at Zheng Jianguo and wanted to open his mouth. Only when he came to his mouth, he became: "of course the phone can be used. Just go to the front desk and call. I also asked someone to leave you the phone of Harvard Medical School. Don't forget to call back."

"Good!"

Zheng Jianguo looked at the magic capital watch on his wrist and found that it was more than 6:30. After converting the time difference in his heart, he turned to lock the door and went to the front desk. He heard a voice nearby: "Zheng Jianguo, go directly to the canteen for dinner later."

"All right, Captain!"

Looking at the captain who had said hello, Zheng Jianguo opened his mouth to the young man sitting at the front desk: "Hello, I want to make a long-distance call to my family and report peace -"

"Are you?"

The young man's white face flashed a look. A pair of eyes scanned his chest and found that there was no national emblem, so he said, "are you Zheng Jianguo?"

"Yes!"

Zheng Jianguo nodded and finished. The young man quickly picked up the phone and said with a smile, "then give me the number and I'll call you for the number. I'm afraid you won't call home -"

"Good!"

He quickly opened the address book in his hand and put it in front of the young man. Zheng Jianguo thought he would call soon, but he didn't expect the young man to speak English directly before he began to ask for the number in Mandarin. Ten minutes have passed since a phone call came down. However, after he answered it, he only listened to the beeping across the street for a long time, An idea came out of my heart: "at this point, the brigade cadres haven't gone to work yet?"

Zheng Jianguo didn't have a phone at home. At this time, even Zheng Donghua's dormitory administrator didn't have a phone installed, otherwise he could call. When he thought about it for a long time, he wanted to put down the phone, the phone opposite had been answered, and a panting voice came: "this, this is sanlibao brigade, you, where are you --"

"Guo Zhishu, Hello, this is Zheng Jianguo."

Thinking about hanging up with Kou Qingkai after he couldn't get through, Zheng Jianguo said cordially. He only heard that the tone in the phone was wrong: "Jianguo, you scared me to death. I thought there was something important to call so early. How did you live in Qicheng?"

"Secretary, I'm now in Washington, America. I want you to call my father."

Zheng Jianguo inexplicably felt a sense of acid swirling from the bottom of his heart. When he saw that he was about to rush into his nose, he only heard the voice in the microphone rise by dozens of decibels: "what? To America?! Your boy - this is an international call. Your boy is in heaven. I'll call you your father later. "

"OK -"

Without saying a word, Zheng Jianguo heard nothing in the microphone. Just when he wanted to say to the young man that he wanted to spend more money with an apologetic face, a faint familiar horn came: "Dr. Zheng, Dr. Zheng, your family called you from America. Hurry up, he's abroad!"

"Hehe -"

The picture of Guo Zhishu shouting with a trumpet flashed in his mind. Zheng Jianguo also remembered his father, Zheng Fugui and Du Xiaomei, who went to the commune clinic and the commune junior high school. They were no longer at home. When they hesitated, Guo binghe's voice came: "wait, I shouted with a loud trumpet. Your father should not have gone to work, but I'm not sure, But how did you go to America? Didn't you go to school in Qishi? "

"Didn't you read yesterday's people's daily?"

As Zheng Jianguo said, the young man before the meeting quickly found a newspaper, turned it over and put it in front of him, stretched out his finger on a photo, and he said: "on the right side of the fourth edition of the art exhibition commemorating the 85th anniversary of the president's birthday opened in Beijing," China's first visiting scholars studying in the United States left Beijing - "

Before Zheng Jianguo's voice fell, Guo binghe's roaring voice suddenly came from the microphone: "have you been received by the big leader?"

"Yes, I came by plane that night after seeing you."

When Zheng Jianguo finished, a voice came from the microphone: "branch secretary, branch secretary, where has he gone?"

"Ask him yourself."

A faint voice came, and then Guo binghe's voice rang out: "your father is coming, I won't delay you two."

"Thank you, secretary."

Zheng Jianguo looked at the newspaper in front of him and said, and then a familiar voice came from the microphone: "Ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho, where are you? Are you in America? How did you get there? How did you want to go? "

"Dad, I was appointed by the state to study."

Trying to suppress the sour and astringent in his heart, Zheng Jianguo said that regardless of the straight eyes of the young people in front of him, Zheng Fugui in the microphone was obviously relieved: "ah, it was appointed by the state, so you should study hard, well, why don't you say --"

"蝈 蝈 蝈 -"

Du Xiaomei's voice came faintly from the microphone. When Zheng Jianguo frowned and thought about how to tell her, he heard Zheng Fugui's voice: "he went out to school by the state, not by himself -"

"That's good, that's good."

Zheng Jianguo licked his lips when sister Du's happy voice came. Then Zheng Fugui said on the microphone: "the country has appointed you to go out and study hard. Your mother and I don't have to worry about it. By the way, he Dana fucking killed the chicken and put it at our door last time, but it didn't poison it. Your friend Luo Gang asked the public security comrade to scold her, Your mother sees her as a poor widow, so forget it -- "

"Forget it. Just pay attention to your mother and you."

Zheng Jianguo was relieved to hear that there was no poison in the chicken's stomach. He just looked at the curious face of the young man in front of him and quickly said, "Dad, it's not easy for me to call you here. It's still easy to ask someone to call you. If there's nothing left behind, I'll write a letter to my family. If the educated youth of the brigade dares to complain, you'll ask the fourth sister to find Luo Gang to deal with it, Just say I asked her to find it. Give me your phone. "

"Well, if the educated youth in the brigade dare to talk, I'll let your fourth sister find Luo Gang to deal with it, okay!"

Zheng Fugui's loud voice came. Zheng Jianguo knew that his father said this to others in the brigade. He felt that his father had made obvious progress. In the past, Zheng Fugui wouldn't know how to use the form so much, but his idea hasn't disappeared. Du Xiaomei's voice came: "ho ho Ho, Ho Ho Ho?"

"Mother -"

Zheng Jianguo's eyes turned red before he finished shouting a mother's word. Fortunately, Du Xiaomei's voice from the microphone came: "ho ho --"

"What? It's called Jianguo."

Zheng Fugui's voice came faintly. Zheng Jianguo listened to Du Xiaomei's voice in the microphone, and then said, "you should study hard outside, listen to the teacher's words, and don't quarrel with your classmates. By the way, do you know your mother's going to work in the junior high school of the commune?"

"All I know about this is that you went to commune junior high school to work -"

Zheng Jianguo directly denied it when he picked his eyebrows. He didn't know whether Zheng Donghua had told Du Xiaomei about Kou bin. At this moment, if he said that Zheng Donghua asked Kou bin to find someone to solve it, it would be even pointing out the relationship between the two people. However, his idea hasn't disappeared. Du Xiaomei has said: "your fourth sister said you entrusted your father's work, She asked her friends to help her find a handyman's job for her mother in the junior middle school of the commune -- "

"Well, the fourth sister said, don't worry about it. I'll ask the fourth sister how to repay the favor. Mom, I'm going to hang up here. The long-distance telephone charge is too high. It's cold. You and dad should pay attention to your health -"

Unexpectedly, Zheng Donghua has told his parents about this. Zheng Jianguo is relieved. The two old people always want him to return their work. The difficulty is how to mention this to the two old people. It can't be said that my parents have found a place for you two to work. In the future, you will be regarded as a working class?

This may work in a few decades. At present, it is a little regardless of the face of the old man. Although it is a skill to say it, it's better to be in this state now. When Zheng Jianguo heard this, he was ready to call: "I gave my fourth sister a passbook. Remember to ask her for it when she comes home."

"I won't say much. You pay attention outside and hang up -"

As Du Xiaomei's voice disappeared, Zheng Jianguo put down the microphone. Just watching the young man take over the microphone and put it away, he remembered that there were still some things he didn't say, the luggage sent to Zheng Donghua and the letter handed over, but it wasn't too important. He immediately opened his mouth and said with a smile, "thank you, please."

"You're welcome. This postcard is for you. Take two and send them to your family."

The young man said and took out three postcards from the drawer. Zheng Jianguo nodded after receiving them: "thank you! I have to call Harvard Medical School back. Can you help me find it? "

"Oh, so you are the smallest graduate student -"

The young man looked stunned, quickly opened the Notepad next to him, found the latest record, picked up the phone and said, "I'll call you, but they may have finished work. The Americans here are more punctual about time and work from time to time -"

He said, his left hand picked up the microphone and his right hand began dialing. After dialing quickly, the young man listened to three busy tones from the opposite side and said, "generally, if no one answers three times, it means no one - Oh, it's OK."

"Hello, I'm Zheng Jianguo -"

He quickly took the microphone from the stunned young man. Zheng Jianguo spoke in English quickly, and then heard a slightly eager voice inside. However, it was not intentional or original. The English speed from the microphone was much slower: "Oh, Zheng Jianguo, if you don't call again, I'll be off work. Is it convenient for you to speak now? I have a few private things to talk about with you -- "

"That's no problem, sir, please."

Zheng Jianguo looked at the curious young man in front of him. Naturally, as an outsider, he could not be avoided. After all, he had bothered others to help contact his family. At present, it would be too much if he asked for help.

"Hi, Zheng Jianguo, I'm the school secretary of the school, Kermit Brody."

The speed of the voice on the phone was still slow, especially when there was a pause between spitting words. At this time, Zheng Jianguo understood that others were taking care of him. Of course, considering whether the original speed of the school secretary could ensure understanding, he pricked up his ears to listen to the continuous sound from the microphone: "Zheng, please allow me to congratulate your research results on being published in Lancet, This is a height that many doctors with medical licenses can't reach, so the school specially arranged me to take charge of your study and life in medical school.

Considering that your mother tongue is not English and your oral English is strengthened, I decided to add a considerable part of language learning to your curriculum after you have gone through the admission procedures. Of course, this part of language learning will not generate credits. In view of your existing clinical knowledge, the college decided not to limit your grade at the time of admission.

However, the college requires that if you want to pass the graduation certification of medical school, you need to get enough credits according to the college requirements, so as to ensure that you can make targeted learning after admission, such as medical English involving drugs and equipment in the foundation. You need to follow the students of the freshman year and pass the examination.

After all, although Harvard University has sufficient authority and status, we still hope you can stand on the starting line with other college students in the face of the doctor review procedure required by national laws, which is of great benefit to your study and future career growth -- "

"You are welcome, but we don't want you to enjoy more privileges than other students in the school!"

Zheng Jianguo quickly flashed a long string of English meanings in his mind. He felt that this decision was obviously not the decision of the school secretary. Although he did not know that in the Harvard management system, the school secretary was usually the vice president. According to the list of members of the school board, he was the fourth leader after the president, treasurer and Provost, But I also know that the treatment of unlimited grades and limited credits is not the one who can decide.

Hearing the other party's voice fall, Zheng Jianguo also said, "my purpose of choosing Harvard this time is to study and continue my research. If it's just what you said, I think I have fully considered my conditions. Thank you very much. I'm willing to accept this request of the school."

"That's great ~"

The voice in the microphone said something cheerful, as if confirming that Zheng Jianguo didn't continue to speak. Then a voice came out of the microphone: "assistant Zheng Jianguo, when do you plan to go through the admission formalities?"

"I want to do it as soon as possible -"

Zheng Jianguo glanced at the young man in front of him, then continued: "if I can go through the admission formalities as soon as possible, I can finish my studies as soon as possible. How do you feel about tomorrow?"