Starting from you are my glory

"When have you ever seen such an inter-professional idea?" Academician Zhang calmed down, probably because he finally remembered that the person trembling in front of him was his student Guan Zai, not the one named Yu Tu.

"Now I feel like this kid is a little too ambitious!"

"Why did you come here to ask me?!"

Facing his teacher's rhetorical questions, Guan Zai was completely confused. He just asked his teacher based on impulse. Now that the impulse was gone, he didn't know what to say.

"Yes." Director Hu looked at Guan Zai, who was about to work under him, and decided to say a few words to him.

"Inter-major postgraduate entrance exams are not an easy task. Generally, postgraduate tutors will not choose inter-major students. That's why."

"If you really like that young man named Yu Tu, why not talk to him about his college major?"

"I'm locked up." With Director Hu's remark, Academician Zhang also calmed down his emotions, "You said you also came here as an undergraduate and have followed me since you were a graduate student. Not to mention that I know the teacher well. .”

Academician Zhang sighed, "Why do you come here to ask questions like this?"

I don’t know how to describe it at the moment, childish? Low level? Or is it ridiculous?

Or both.

"Teacher, I just feel that Yu Tu." As Guan Zai spoke, the scene when he met Yu Tu appeared in his mind. That firm look in his eyes made Guan Zai remember Yu Tu's appearance very clearly. It was no longer very clear, but the eyes were not blurry at all.

"I think he still has the ability."

Although he made Yu Tu recognize his abilities when he called him, Guan Zai didn't know why he started to trust Yu Tu when facing his teacher.

"You, you!" Academician Zhang knew that this was another sign of his student's stubborn temper. He leaned over and took a sip of the slightly cold tea, then glanced at Guan Guan, who looked nervous.

"Let's do this." Putting down the tea cup, Academician Zhang stood up and said, "I'm going to have a meeting with Hu Chong later."

"As for how to complete undergraduate studies as soon as possible, I suggest that Yutu communicate with his counselor after the semester starts."

"As for the cross-professional postgraduate entrance examination." Looking at Guan Zai who was about to get in front of him, Academician Zhang still relented and did not say anything.

"You should investigate first. If you are really qualified, you can tell me later!"

"Let's go, Suo Hu." No longer paying attention to his student's smiling face, Academician Zhang extended his hand to invite: "There is still a while before the meeting, I will show you around first."

"Okay!" Director Hu stood up and nodded to Guan Zai, "Then I will wait for you in Shanghai."

"Okay!" Guan Zai waved his hand happily, "Teacher, Director Hu, walk slowly!"

He sent the two of them out of the office, shut them up and drank the tea in front of them. He clapped his hands excitedly and took out his cell phone to call Yu Tu.

No!

As soon as he took out his phone, Guan Zai put it back again. He couldn't do it so quickly. He had spent so much effort on this!

No matter what, I have to let Yu Tu hang out and let him know how hard he has worked!

……

"Hey, wife." Qiao Jingjing had just made an appointment with Peipei to go shopping. Recently, because of Yu Tu, she didn't even think that Peipei had been out for several episodes. The little sister couldn't help it, and finally let Qiao Jingjing and Yu Tu talk to her. There is no way to choose one, but to put Yu Tu aside for now.

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom door, he saw his father smiling almost flatteringly while taking change from his pocket to the table.

"Look at how juicy these tomatoes are!" Dad Qiao pointed to the vegetables on the table, "How many people are grabbing it from me!"

"If it weren't for my sharp eyesight and quick hands, someone else would have snatched it away!"

"Stop talking nonsense and pay the bill!" Mother Qiao sat calmly, not coddling Father Qiao at all. "How much did you bring out and how much did you spend? How much more is left?"

"Report it to me one by one!"

"Hey, okay!" Dad Qiao showed the dishes he bought and quoted the price.

Mother Qiao didn't just listen, she took out a pen and paper and took note of it carefully.

"Is there anything else?" After Qiao's father finished speaking, Qiao's mother took out the calculator and pressed it while asking, "Now give you a chance, don't wait for me to finish calculating the money, it will be too late if you say anything else!"

"I'll think about it again!" Dad Qiao looked at the calculator and it looked familiar, as if he bought it for his daughter with his own money when he was in junior high school!

Boy, I pay to mind my own business!

"That's right! There's more!"

Dad Qiao hurriedly rummaged through the plastic bag on the table and pulled out a popsicle wrapper.

"It's too hot on the road, so I bought a popsicle, this one."

Qiao Jingjing silently covered her face. Although her father was responsible for this, he was so strict that even her daughter felt sad when she saw it!

"Return to zero, return to zero."

"3.5+2+1.8+2.7..." After writing down the popsicle money, Qiao's mother started to check on the calculator.

As there were fewer and fewer items that were not added, although Dad Qiao knew that there was nothing wrong with him, he couldn't help but panic! He got close to Qiao’s mother and checked them one by one, for fear that he would be blamed for adding the wrong ones.

"Yeah, that's right." The money given out minus the expenses was the same as what was finally handed back.

When these words came out of Qiao's mother's mouth, Qiao's father breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Here you ten dollars." Mother Qiao took out a ten-dollar bill from the change on the table and handed it to Father Qiao. Before he could get happy, Mother Qiao explained.

"I will go to school with Yu Tu's father to invite teachers later. This is the money I spent to buy water and popsicles when I was thirsty and warmed up on the way. Come back and continue to pay the bills!"

"Hey." Dad Qiao responded weakly and stuffed the money into his pocket, "Um,,,"

The sheer hesitation to speak made Qiao’s mother glare, “What?! Too little?!”

"No, no!" Dad Qiao reflexively covered his pocket. He could guarantee that as long as it was too little, the ten dollars would most likely be gone.

"What about that? Don't you want to follow Yu Tu's father to invite the teacher?" Qiao's father skillfully stretched out two fingers of his right hand and made a gesture of holding a cigarette, "You have to hand out one of these cigarettes, right?"

Mother Qiao looked deeply at Father Qiao, then stood up and took out two packs of hard balls from her bag, and threw them on the table under the excited eyes of Father Qiao.

"Oh, this is good, I can save you a lot of money!"

"Pay the bill!"

"Ah? How do you pay for this?" Dad Qiao's smile froze on his face, "Isn't this appropriate?"

"Then just don't hand it over!" He said, reaching out to take the cigarette back.

"Pay the bill!" Dad Qiao snatched the cigarette into his hand, "I will definitely pay the bill!"

"Dad, Mom." Qiao Jingjing felt that she had better go out first. She didn't know whether to cry or laugh as she continued to watch.

"I made an appointment with Pepe to go shopping, and I won't be eating at home at noon."

"It's so fun!" Dad Qiao reflexively dug into his pockets and said subconsciously: "Is the pocket money enough? Dad gives..."

The feeling of the ten-dollar note in the palm of my hand was so different from the 100-yuan note that it was so big that Dad Qiao’s words were stuck there and he couldn’t speak.

"Jingjing." Mother Qiao waved to her daughter, took out Zhang Bai's from her wallet and handed it over, "Buy something you like!"

"Okay, Mom." Suddenly taking money from his mother was a sudden change in the habits of more than ten years, and the family of three was a little uncomfortable with it.

Dad Qiao stared at the big bills in his daughter's hand with mixed emotions.

What he received was not just money, but also represented the end of his private money era and the complete decline of his family status!

Farewell, my private money!