Chapter 388 "I'm done with my work, come back soon" [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket! ] Hearing this, Zhao Weihong didn't say anything, or maybe she didn't know how to start, so she could only look at the half steamed bun in her hand in silence. For the first time in my life. Zhao Weihong felt "helpless". No matter whether it was in the library, he would appear on time every night to help Zhao Weihong soothe away the hard work of the day with hot water. In the conference room, there is a lunch box with the taste of home, which allows Zhao Weihong to fill her stomach amid the envious gazes of the teachers. Zhao Weihong always uses "mutual help among comrades-in-arms" to avoid those problems that Zhao Weihong subconsciously does not know how to deal with. But now. Lin Jingshu was facing the situation where he had to pack his luggage before leaving. Zhao Weihong, who can be called a "steel straight man", for the first time, looked at Lin Jingshu with the eyes of the opposite sex, not as a comrade-in-arms or even an opponent.
in this world. Before today, there was only one woman who would willingly pack luggage for Zhao Weihong who was about to leave home. That is Zhao Weihong’s mother, Li Ping. And no matter how long Zhao Weihong would be away or how far the journey was, Li Ping would always look worried and reluctant. It was almost the same as Lin Jingshu's subconscious reaction just now. The same. Regardless of whether Lin Jingshu realized what his actions meant or not. After today. There is one more woman in the world who is willing to pack Zhao Weihong's luggage for her long journey. The moment this thought emerged in Zhao Weihong's mind. All those little things that Zhao Weihong had ignored, or rather deliberately avoided, came to her mind one after another. From the "scared moment" on the training ground to the sympathy between "people with the same suffering" If it weren't for this moment of "epiphany." Zhao Weihong didn't know when she would realize that she had already gotten used to the presence of that petite figure beside her. He stuffed the steamed bun in his hand into his mouth. Zhao Weihong puffed up her cheeks desperately, as if she was trying to avoid the following conversation. Zhao Weihong was born in poverty during his student years. But thanks to his excellent grades and handsome appearance, there is never a shortage of young girls around Zhao Weihong who admire him. You can face those feelings that are either vague or bold. Zhao Weihong, who dreams of leaving the mountain village and letting the relatives he cares about live a good life, has never responded to these intentions, nor dared to respond. Later, Zhao Weihong left his hometown and began a dark working life, spending all day with a sewing machine.
Today, when Zhao Weihong looks back, she suddenly realizes that she has always been alone. Looking at Lin Jingshu, he tilted his head slightly and looked a little confused. Zhao Weihong's language system seemed to have failed. She felt that all the moisture in her mouth had been sucked away by the half steamed bun. Her mouth was extremely dry and she couldn't speak at all. When Zhao Weihong realized that there was a layer of "window paper" between him and Lin Jingshu. Zhao Weihong could no longer get along with Lin Jingshu with her previous mentality, and she didn't dare to take the initiative to break this window paper. What if I was just being too sentimental? What if the custom in Lin Jingshu's hometown is like this, and the things that Zhao Weihong is imagining don't actually exist at all? At this moment, Zhao Weihong no longer had the eloquence she had on the podium, nor the high-spirited spirit she had on the training ground. All that was left was the increasingly intense panic and embarrassment accompanied by the throbbing in her heart. In fact, Zhao Weihong could just pretend that nothing had happened and continue to behave like a "straight man" to get along with Lin Jingshu. But Zhao Weihong's character determined that he could not do such a thing. at last. Looking at Lin Jingshu's increasingly puzzled eyes, Zhao Weihong swallowed with some difficulty and changed the subject very abruptly. "Um. Has the principal agreed to your double degree?" After he finished speaking, Lin Jingshu's expression was a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect that Zhao Weihong had been planning this for so long and would only say this. But Lin Jingshu still nodded vigorously and answered very seriously. "I agreed last night." Under normal circumstances, undergraduate students must wait until the end of their freshman year before they can apply to the school for a "double degree" study. But for the first non-conducting major student in this year's USTC, that is, Lin Jingshu. It is perfectly reasonable to let her start learning the content involved in another major one semester in advance, and no one will think there is a problem with it. In fact, Zhao Weihong only found out about this matter the night before yesterday. "Have you agreed? That's good, that's good." He congratulated Lin Jingshu dryly. Seeing that Lin Jingshu's gaze fell on her clothes again, Zhao Weihong hurriedly changed the subject. "By the way, what is the other major you want to study? Why haven't you mentioned it before?" The words have not yet fallen. Lin Jingshu looked directly into Zhao Weihong's eyes and spoke softly but firmly. "automation." Hearing this, Zhao Weihong, who had just wanted to change the subject, was stunned again. Automation is the name of the major "Control Science and Engineering" at the university level.
And you can tell from the name. This major is closely related to the most important "automated command system" in the informationized combat system. Lin Jingshu was previously a student majoring in optoelectronic information. If he stays in school in the future, Lin Jingshu will probably engage in research in the field of "optoelectronic radar". Otherwise, the old academician, who had devoted his entire life to the field of radar and established the entire coastal defense radar system of Yan State, would not have thought of accepting Lin Jingshu as his disciple. Optoelectronic radar is an important development direction in the radar field that is well known to everyone, and is mainly used in the military field. And because of its extremely high accuracy in target identification, it perfectly meets the needs of "precision strikes" in information warfare. Optoelectronic radar can be said to be an indispensable part of the informationized combat system. If Lin Jingshu continues to delve deeper into this field, under the guidance of the old academician, he will sooner or later make a major breakthrough "from nothing to something". It is only a matter of time. The major she has chosen now, "Automation", cannot be said to have nothing to do with optoelectronic information, but it can also be said to have nothing to do with it. From the perspective of personal development, Lin Jingshu should not choose the double major. But if there is another reason "Instructor, didn't you say that the automated command system is the brain of the informationized combat system?" “I don’t quite understand what an information system is.” "But you said that you didn't know when your theories would come in handy." "I'm stupid and can't help much." "I don't know if I can come up with anything." "But if I work hard, your research will be useful sooner." Zhao Weihong: “.” Zhao Weihong didn't expect that this was the reason why Lin Jingshu chose automation as his major. What he didn't expect was that his casual remark would be silently remembered by Lin Jingshu until now! Zhao Weihong wanted to scold Lin Jingshu. Choosing a major is a major that affects one's life development. Can one make a decision based on such a hasty reason? But when the words came to her lips, Zhao Weihong suddenly felt that she had no right to scold Lin Jingshu. The New Year is approaching. The north wind was blowing outside the window, making the windows make a "ping-pong" sound. Zhao Weihong stood there, looking at Lin Jingshu's slightly red cheeks, speechless for a moment. And his silence seemed to Lin Jingshu as tacit approval. "Eat quickly, or the buns will get cold." Urging Zhao Weihong, who was still in a daze, to continue eating, Lin Jingshu picked up Zhao Weihong's casual clothes, folded them carefully, and then stuffed them into the suitcase with great effort. I can tell. The calluses on Lin Jingshu's hands when he first entered school were not in vain. He did these chores very smoothly. While Zhao Weihong was still in a daze, Lin Jingshu quickly sorted out the clothes that Zhao Weihong had taken out. "boom!"
He closed the suitcase breathlessly. After working for a long time, Lin Jingshu, with beads of sweat on his forehead, stood up. After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly whispered to Zhao Weihong. "Be safe on the road" "When you are done with your work, come back early." Zhao Weihong: “.” Zhao Weihong, who had been silent for a long time, felt that he should say something at this time. "it is good." the next day. Zhao Weihong boarded the plane to Yanjing as Yan Wenyuan was reluctant to leave and reminded her to come back early. As the plane was about to land, Zhao Weihong's mind was still a little confused. That's right. Zhao Weihong is still struggling with Lin Jingshu's affairs. Zhao Weihong felt it was very difficult to figure out what kind of relationship mode he and Lin Jingshu should adopt next. He pondered over it for a day and a night but still couldn't figure it out. It’s really difficult for Zhao Weihong. It is indeed a bit difficult for him, a person who has never had any emotional experience, to deal with such a "complex" problem. Zhao Weihong would rather be dragged by Xie Guoliang, take a month's class, or run a full marathon fully armed on the training ground, than think about these problems! But there is no way. Lin Jingshu has already said that, so Zhao Weihong naturally can't just act as if nothing happened and pretend nothing happened, let alone play dumb. Watching the ever-changing clouds outside the window. Zhao Weihong only felt that his brain cells were constantly "dying" as the temperature of his forehead rose, but he still couldn't figure out the reason! Until the graceful flight attendant reminded Zhao Weihong and other passengers in a gentle tone that the plane was about to land. Zhao Weihong finally came back to his senses from the state that seemed like "internal friction" and prepared for his next trip to Yanjing with mixed feelings. I don’t know if this place called Yanjing has any magical power. The moment the plane landed, accompanied by the rumbling sound, Zhao Weihong's heart suddenly filled with a strong feeling of excitement. Soldiers always have a special feeling for the capital. Zhao Weihong is naturally no exception. "call!" Taking a deep breath, Zhao Weihong shook his head vigorously to drive those distracting thoughts out of his mind. In a while, Zhao Weihong will go to Deputy Chief Wei's house! But I can't show this absent-minded look in front of Deputy Chief Wei.
Following the dense crowd, I walked out of the Capital International Airport. Zhao Weihong took out his phone and dialed the number that Deputy Chief Wei left him yesterday in the cold wind. After two beeps, the call was immediately connected. Seeing this, Zhao Weihong was about to speak, but was interrupted by the person on the other end of the phone. "Zhao Weihong, right?" "Have you gotten off the plane yet?" Hearing the deep voice coming from the phone, Zhao Weihong nodded subconsciously. "Yes! Chief!" Although I don't know the other party's identity. But since Zhao Weihong can stay beside Deputy Chief Wei, it’s definitely right to call him Chief! "Wait in the terminal and someone will call you shortly." After saying that, the man with a deep voice hung up the phone without waiting for Zhao Weihong to answer. After more than ten seconds. Zhao Weihong's "Xiaolingtong" rang again. The person who called Zhao Weihong this time turned out to be Deputy Chief Wei's driver, with whom Zhao Weihong had dealt several times. After a brief communication, Zhao Weihong finally met the other party. "Take your luggage. The commander has been waiting for you for a long time." "Yes!" Hearing this, Zhao Weihong's heart tightened. Not daring to delay, he immediately grabbed his suitcase and trotted after the driver, ready to go to Deputy Chief Wei's home. But when Zhao Weihong came to the car that came to pick him up and was about to get in. Zhao Weihong suddenly realized that the car in front of her looked particularly familiar. Black Mercedes Benz logo Walking tentatively to the back of the car, the huge license plate number starting with "京V026" immediately appeared in Zhao Weihong's pupils, which were shaking violently because of shock! "Squad leader, isn't this the chief's special car?" "Yes." "The chief specifically ordered this car to pick you up." "What are you standing there for? Get in the car." Upon hearing this, Zhao Weihong was immediately shocked, thinking that the leader’s order was one thing, but it depended on whether he dared to sit down! "Squad leader, forget it!" "You lead the way, and I'll run behind you!" Driver: “.” He looked at Zhao Weihong speechlessly. The driver really wanted to ask Zhao Weihong, is it appropriate to make such a joke?
But looking at Zhao Weihong's serious expression, the driver suddenly realized that Zhao Weihong was not joking. "You kid, aren't you usually fearless?" "Why are you still being so shy at this time?" But no matter what the driver said, Zhao Weihong firmly refused to get in the car. He only agreed to put his own suitcase on. He would run all the way there or take a taxi! All in all, Zhao Weihong would never ride in Deputy Chief Wei's special car! What a joke! No matter how much Zhao Weihong disdains the ways of the world, she just doesn't care. It's impossible not to be clear about such a thing! Is it possible for a student like Zhao Weihong to ride in Deputy Chief Wei's special car with a license plate starting with "京V026"? (End of this chapter)