Great Power

People have a competitive heart, which stems from the longing for beautiful things in human nature. It belongs to the nature of bringing out the womb from birth. Those who don’t wear warm yearning have clothes to wear, and those who wear clothes yearn for a house. Those who live, those who live in a house and yearning to live in a house in a good place, those in a house in a good place, and those who want to ride a bike, those who ride a bike and want to drive, and those who drive want to be on their backseat, back seat Those on the road are yearning for a special car, and the yearning for a special car can let everyone in the world drive a car——

Of course, these people are yearned by one kind of person, that is, the patient. The patient only yearns for a healthy body. For this wish, even beggars can beg for food in the second half of their lives. Unfortunately, when people have this wish, they also It means that this person's life time has entered a predictable countdown.

If a person knows how many seconds are left in his life from the day he was born, how will you face this life?

This clear answer will make most people fall into a state of incomprehension, and if this clear second is replaced by years, most people will throw this idea behind them, because they will think: How about fifty steps and one hundred steps?"

The difference between living for fifty years and living for a hundred years has no meaning in the face of life and death, because when everyone has a death, the difference is only a certain sense of superiority brought by comparison, and this is also satisfying. People’s vanity, in terms of values, means that I have gained more than you.

In the three continents of Europe, Asia and the United States, China, the United States and the United Kingdom are used to attract attention. Zheng Jianguo did not know that the entry point he chose has had the shadow of speculation after decades. The purpose is to enhance the national comparison psychology of these three countries. Promote your own research on Helicobacter.

However, Zheng Jianguo still underestimated the traffic attention he himself brought. As the black Dodge car stopped at the entrance of the terminal, the glass door could be seen by naked eyes through the black window. The blond and blue-eyed men and women with two cameras holding the camera arrived at the door, and just when the car door opened, four or five microphones were plugged in: "Wow, it's really Zheng—"

"This is Harvard's Secretary of School Kemit--"

"He really came to pick up Zheng Jianguo--"

"That's Belinda from Harvard Medical School—"

"Zheng Jianguo, did you report to Harvard?"

"We are in the embassy car."

Fan Dailin next to him subconsciously murmured, and Zheng Jianguo knew why this group of people had surrounded him. Today is the day when China and the United States established diplomatic relations. He was in the embassy car again, although the United States did not have the same domestic subsidy as remembered. The color of the license plate of the embassy is required. However, the brand issued as a symbol of the federal state of the United States is very different from the one issued by the fifty states (the federal government only grants vehicles owned by its own department and vehicles owned by foreign diplomats) When the license plates are issued, the license plates of each state are issued by each state itself), and it is only natural to be recognized by reporters: "Yes, I went to Harvard Medical School to report, and you can only go to Harvard if you want to see me in the future. "

"Zheng Jianguo, have you read Today's Time Magazine?"

At this moment, a voice sounded next to him. A female reporter with curly hair with deep brown eyes and high nose was holding the Times Weekly in her left hand and a small interview tape recorder in her right hand. She almost didn't hit his face with a clear voice, "Do you know him?" "

"I know, this is the deputy prime minister of our republic. He is a very kind old man—"

Looking across the cover of Time Magazine, Zheng Jianguo quickly reduced the smile on his face, sternly directed at the female reporter and then turned and left. Unexpectedly, this person would catch up with him a few steps, and his voice continued: " I heard that when you went through the formalities to study abroad, you were made difficult, and you almost failed to come out. Is that right?"

"This is nothing, but some people want to share my research results by means, but I also dealt with it after reporting it to the top."

Zheng Jianguo quickly stopped and spoke. He glanced over the Times Weekly, which was in her hand, and quickly said: "Can this Weekly give me a souvenir?"

"what?"

The female reporter was stunned for a moment. Zheng Jianguo followed Kemit into the ticket office. The passport in his hand was passed to him, and the latter handed it to Fan Dailin next to him: "Go and buy the ticket. I will be reimbursed when I go back."

"Zheng, I have been here for two days. What do you think is the biggest difference between America and your home?"

As the four people stopped, another reporter brought a tape recorder to several people and asked. Zheng Jianguo smiled in response to the clicking sound from time to time: "The biggest difference is that I didn't have so many reporters when I was in China. After arriving in the United States, I found that you were really curious about me, but I believe this was caused by curiosity that did not understand each other. You would laugh at my bad English?"

"No, I won't laugh at your English."

The speaking reporter shook his furry head. After pinching the tape recorder in his hand, he looked at his colleagues next to him, and continued to speak, "Because the Chinese I can speak now is only your name, and the clothes you wear are uniform. His uniform?"

"This is not. I chose it myself, but what can be revealed is that the money is issued by the state."

Zheng Jianguo is a bit slow to talk, but he also knows that communicating with people is the fastest way to learn English. Fortunately, he stumbles to speak. No reporters say that your English is really bad. It is a certain encouragement from the side. , So that he can have the confidence to say when facing the flashlight and reporters: "I have no problem with my English?"

"Well, except for some words-but we all correct ourselves when we listen."

A reporter said quickly, and someone next to him spoke: "Zheng, would you like to talk about your future study plan and research plan?"

"Learning is happily learning, research, and happily research."

As Zheng Jianguo spoke, Fan Dailin in the distance had already raised the ticket in her hand. At this time, the reporter next to him followed his gaze. I knew that this person could not be reached by herself and others after entering the terminal. , A reporter quickly said: "Zheng, according to my understanding, someone has discovered Helicobacter before you. Do you still think you are the first person to discover Helicobacter?"

"The significance of finding Helicobacter is not great, but finding the significance of pathogenicity is even more important."

Stepping towards the distance, Fan Dailin was walking and talking, but after finishing talking, Zheng Jianguo turned to look at the young reporter who had previously asked him about his study plan. This was a girl with light freckles on her nose and eyelids, even in his opinion. He is as childish as myself: "If you are really curious about how I study, you can keep track of me, such as Zheng Jianguo's medical career at Harvard University? Okay, reporters and ladies, I should enter The terminal is now, let's separate here!"

After talking about his records with a smile, Zheng Jianguo took the ticket and documents from Fan Dailin and went to the ticket gate to line up. The person waiting for the ticket check turned his head and looked at it, then turned his head and then turned back again, with a full face. He looked at the few people behind and a bunch of reporters in a dumbfounded manner, then entered the entrance with his ticket and credentials, and looked at these people step by step.

When it was Zheng Jianguo's turn to start checking tickets with his ticket and passport, the reporters stopped entanglement. Five people including Zhao Liangliang also entered the terminal smoothly, and soon boarded the plane to Boston, at home. It took less than an hour to travel the distance of one day and one night. After they got on the two cars that came to pick up the plane and went through the formalities at the medical school in downtown Boston, Kermit talked about the place to live. Fan Dailin opened her mouth with a smile: "Zheng, if you don’t mind, you can come to my place to eat, so as to avoid your extra expenses, you can also live in the house over there. I share with a few friends. Where they are renting, they are now doing internships in hospitals in the city—"

"But, I haven't got my subsidy yet--"

Zheng Jianguo looked at Fan Dailin, who was full of enthusiasm, hesitated. He could hear that the teaching assistant was living with her friends. If they didn’t, he could confirm that they were her friends of the opposite sex. But such a statement is probably a group. woman?

Considering that although he is only seventeen years old now, he knows that the attention he has now is bound to attract a lot of reporters and even paparazzi. Then I remembered that paparazzi are dedicated to staring at stars. Zheng Jianguo looked at Kemit’s high nose next to him. With deep brown eyes, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: "Are they also Chinese?"

"Well, yes, there are two, Serena Young and Rebecca Chen, and two Katsana Pola and Sara King."

Van Dailin raised her slender brows and looked at Kemit and Belinda next to her. She wanted to remind the new medical student not to talk about ethnicity and nationality. This is a comparison in the United States today. The content that is easy to attract attacks, but when the hesitation flashed in her mind, Zheng Jianguo nodded and said: "That's not bad. My spoken English is a big problem. They are medical staff. If necessary, I can ask them for help-Mr. Kemit, can I pay the subsidy in advance? I came here without a penny, otherwise I have to consider receiving relief from Teacher Fan ."

"Oh, Zheng Jianguo, this is not relief, this is help."

Fan Dailin subconsciously stroked her long hair and said, then she said: "Relief is charitable. This will give people the impression that you are a disadvantaged group. Your wording is easy to intensify—"

"Sorry, this is also the reason why I asked you whether those friends are Chinese."

Zheng Jianguo blinked his eyes and knew that there was a problem with his previous words. Belinda next to him said with a smile on his face: "Zheng, money can advance one-half of your subsidy, but you are sure to Give up the housing provided by the school and choose to share with Fan? As far as I know they live two blocks from the school—"

"Then the exercise on the incoming circuit can be regarded as exercise, right?"

Thinking of the study and life in school in the past year, Zheng Jianguo also knew that exercise should be added to his study life this year. Belinda nodded to Fan Dailin next to him when he saw that he had made up his mind, and said: "That’s good, I remember that Selena Yang and Sarah King are still very hard in their studies, but, Fan, you should not only pay attention to supervising Zheng’s study, but also help him integrate into the study life of our college. Thank you."

"Belinda, you are too polite. This is my job. I will help Zheng integrate into the college life as soon as possible."

Fan Dailin did not expect that her brainstormed suggestion would be adopted so quickly by Zheng Jianguo. After responding to Belinda with a smile, she also accepted the responsibility of taking care of the goods, just thinking about the strong and shining thought in her heart. Just after Zheng Jianguo went to the finance room to get a subsidy of 600 dollars before leaving work, he led him out of the square campus surrounded by five white marble buildings, and looked at him with a curious expression. : "These buildings have not been renovated for a long time, so they look dirty, but of course they are actually very dirty. There is the teaching center of Building E—"

Five tall buildings full of historical vicissitudes, what Zheng Jianguo's mind flashes through is the American history that is very different from the vicissitudes of these buildings. The history of more than two hundred years and the ancient buildings that he remembered for hundreds of years Compared to the younger ones, I understand that these should be American-style antique buildings, but this is America.

With the collision of memory and reality flashing in his mind, Zheng Jianguo followed Fan Dailin to the parking lot outside the building. He looked at her to a black Plymouth car. Fan Dailin pointed to a khaki corridor behind him: "If you If you choose to live in the school, you will live with other freshman medical students in that ugly Vatican building."

The building is a brick building, but the original yellow color on it has been washed away by time. At this moment, it looks like a spoonful of coffee and it has become more black than yellow. Zheng Jianguo glanced at the same stained E building in the distance. In the center, the color on the top seems to be two packs of cold granules washed away with half of saliva. Of course, his curiosity is not on these, but on the car in front of him: "Are you driving to and from get off work now? "

"Yes, now I drive to and from get off work."

Hearing talking about her work, Fan Dailin shrugged a little freely, and looked at Zheng Jianguo, who got in the car and closed the door, and pointed to the seat way behind him: "There is a seat belt over there. The one sitting in the passenger seat People need to buckle their seat belts, otherwise the police will be fined sixty dollars."

A pair of dark eyes watched Zheng Jianguo accurately find the seat belt and buckled it. Fan Dailin suddenly had the illusion that he was not buckling the seat belt for the first time, and then remembered this "prodigy" and reporter who was obviously different from the memory. When we communicate with confidence, we can’t help but look with admiration: “This car took most of my savings. I just made up my mind to buy it to avoid having to squeeze the bus sometimes—”

"Is it bad to squeeze the bus?"

Zheng Jianguo asked curiously. Fan Dailin did not answer his question. Instead, she drove out of the parking lot with a skillful fire. She looked around on the huge traffic roundabout. Quickly stepped on the accelerator to speed up the car to catch up with a gray bus in front of him, and then opened the mouth without squinting, "Look—"

Subconsciously turning his head to look at the bus driving next to him, Zheng Jianguo looked through the window at the vaguely visible faces with white to shiny teeth, but quickly understood: "Okay— —"