The winter solstice has just passed, the dumpling smell has not gone away, and Christmas is coming soon.
Sandwiched between the winter solstice and Christmas was the CET-6 oral exam. Many of the examiners were old faces from last time, which gave Zhou Yan an advantage. He easily got an A and received two exams from the system in vain.
Rewards of thousands of points,
On Christmas Day, without his girlfriend around, Zhou Yan couldn't do anything about it. Moreover, after experiencing the blow from Ping'an Guo last year, the group of little masterminds in the dormitory also stopped.
There is no holiday for Christmas.
After tens of thousands of classes, Zhou Yan did not go back to the dormitory, but went directly back to his residence, turned on the computer, and started video chatting. What surprised Zhou Yan was that his girlfriend seemed to be staring at the screen without blinking while chatting.
"What are you doing?"
After a while, Qin Ruoshu replied: "Watch cartoons!"
"Qin Yu?" Zhou Yan was a little speechless, "You must have received the CD a few days ago, right?"
"Don't you understand this?" Qin Ruoshu smiled innocently, "Christmas gifts must be enjoyed on Christmas!"
"Okay then!" Zhou Yan had no choice but to watch "Qin Yu" again, which he had studied hundreds of times.
After watching for more than forty minutes, something happened on Zhou Yan's side.
Wang Han called and scolded Zhou Yan aggressively, which made Zhou Yan confused. After the other party's anger subsided, he explained to Zhou Yan: "**** received a work signed by Ji Shi.
Yes, I thought..."
"Oh," Zhou Yan finally realized, "that "Qin Yu" was a Christmas gift I made for Ruoshu. After Ruoshu received it, he felt it was a bit wasteful, so I asked someone to sell it...
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"That's right..." Wang Han sighed slightly, "Then the production company you formed with Zhao Ying..."
"Please log out..."
When making the phone call, Zhou Yan was wearing a headset and did not shy away from talking. Qin Ruoshu on the other side of the network heard what he said and was so moved.
When Zhou Yan hung up the phone, Miss Qin looked at Zhou Yan shyly: "Husband, you don't have to care too much about my feelings!"
Zhou Yan rolled his eyes slightly: "You are my girlfriend and will be my wife in the future. We can't make ourselves unhappy because of these things..."
As Zhou Yan talked, his girlfriend made of tears was moved to tears.
Fortunately, Qin Ruoshu's tears came and went quickly...
"Boss, please stop crying. The water on the Xinhai side is already salty enough, and there are wolves on our Yunzhong side outside the city. If you cry again..."
Qin Ruoshu burst into tears and laughed: "You just invited the wolf!"
After Christmas, there are only a few days left in 2007. After Christmas, the course is basically completed.
On the last day of 2007, Li Ying, the squad leader of Class 4, who had been working for half a year, organized a New Year's dinner as usual.
The venue for the dinner was set at a hot pot restaurant near the military headquarters. The standard was exactly the same as last year. However, the lobby of this restaurant was not as big as the one in Jinshan, so everyone had to be grouped into private rooms.
The table at the New Year party was the same table where we had Winter Solstice dumplings a week ago. Everyone was acquaintances. After the food was served, they picked up their chopsticks and started rinsing them.
"Put in the meat first, then the meatballs!"
"Why worry about lettuce?!"
Same world, same foodies.
No, it should be said that the person is the person who cooks the food, and the soul of the person who cooks the food waits for no one.
In less than half an hour, twelve people finished ten plates of mutton slices. After that, a group of people cast their brightest eyes on the meatballs...
Zhou Yan never snatches things he doesn't like from others, but quietly picks up a pair of chopsticks and gets nervous.
While Zhou Yan was rinsing the belly, the meatballs in the pot also began to float upward...
When they were seventy percent full, a group of foodies remembered that this was a New Year's dinner and raised their glasses in confusion...
"Happy New Year!"
After a while, the squad leaders who were wandering around arrived. Except for the squad leader, the others were all old people.
Li Ying, the squad leader of Xinzha, has excellent emotional intelligence. He greets everyone one by one and wishes them a happy new year.
Zhou Yan couldn't help but recite a lyric: "Only the new people laugh, who hears the old people crying?"
The class leaders arrived and the dinner party was almost over. After the party ended, a group of people wrapped in down jackets and hurried on in the cold wind.
It was only around eight o'clock when police cars on patrol appeared. In the cold winter in the northwest, many people freeze to death on the streets every year because they were drunk...
Although Zhou Yan was wearing a down jacket, after returning to his residence, he still held the radiator for a while to warm up his frozen legs.
Qin Ruoshu, who had just climbed into bed and was a little confused from drinking, called.
"Husband, happy new year..."
After waiting on the phone for half an hour, he hung up the phone when he heard snoring. Within a few minutes, Zhou Yan couldn't hold back his sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep...
When Zhou Yan opened his eyes again, it was already 2008.
At this time, the system sent New Year blessings in a timely manner.
[New Year and New Year, to celebrate the New Year, the system is now distributing the "Book" series of tutorials on "Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting" for free.
The system only trains quick masters and has no intention of training a second calligraphy master!
Besides, letting you vote in vain is already a huge benefit!
Mouse Tail Juice!]
So, Zhou Yan took another nap and gave the tutorial.
After experiencing the tutorial, Zhou Yan had an extra calligraphy in his skill bar, but it was only Lv5 and the upgrade progress was only about 20%.
The remaining 80% can only rely on practice!
In the morning, after calling his girlfriend and saying Happy New Year, Zhou Yan wrapped up his down jacket and went out, ran to the Cultural Street where he had visited on May Day, and bought a large number of stationery supplies: rice paper, ink, writing brushes and paperweights.
Zhou Yan wanted to buy an inkstone, but when he remembered that he was just a beginner, he immediately gave up so as not to waste the treasure.
After returning home, Zhou Yan started to practice writing, starting from the basics: hanging a heavy object on his wrist to practice his writing strength, and holding a tensioner to move the pen.
Feeling that his writing skills had run out of practice, Zhou Yan started to use ink and kept working hard until the room was filled with the fragrance of ink. The roommates who came to have a meal thought that the toilet in Zhou Yan's house had been bombed.
In mid-January, the final exam begins.
Two majors, basic fluids and engineering thermodynamics, and one elective major, as well as abnormal linear algebra and probability theory, coupled with abnormal English and complicated electrical engineering, have made many students who plan to get good grades and go home for the New Year feel frustrated.
I don’t know how to review.
What makes everyone feel even more tingly is that the exam scope defined by the teacher is very wide.
Someone also asked: "Teacher, can you narrow the scope a little?"
The only answer I got was: "As long as you haven't skipped class and listened well in class, you should be fine with a score of 60 or 70..."
You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!
Go to self-study, copy notebooks, and make cheat sheets!
Zhou Yan didn't have such troubles, but when he went to self-study, he was used as a free answering machine by Zhao Ruijie and Lin Junfeng.
"Lao Zhou, this constant pressure specific heat capacity..."
Fortunately, the teachers were more honest when giving the questions. They just changed the numbers in the exercises in the textbook, and some even copied them directly...
It’s been another fruitful half-year!
After finishing the exam, Zhou Yan posted the exercises he wrote while practicing calligraphy on the door, tidied up the room, ran to the airport with his computer on his back, and flew directly to the capital...
