The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 124 Make up your mind to change your name and surname

For him, the issue of identity and education after time travel has always been a headache.

A piece of high school graduation certificate touched a corner of his heart.

Time went back to three months ago.That afternoon in Gu's mansion, while the adults were out to greet the guests, the two younger sisters chatted quietly with him.

He has long forgotten most of the specific conversation at that time, and he only remembered Fifth Sister's reprimand: "Third brother, don't care about anything when you leave. I took home your high school diploma for you."

When he ran away from home, he didn't think about the use of bringing a diploma, he was preparing for wandering.

If he hadn't been lucky enough to meet Mr. Zhang Lao and find a decent job with a modest salary, he might be wearing ragged clothes, working as an apprentice in a tailor shop, working as a handyman in a teahouse, selling newspapers in the streets...

If it was that kind of situation, he must have no intersection with Lin Mi.

Life has its ups and downs, and fate often changes in an instant.

Just when he was wasting time in his trivial and ordinary daily life as a teacher, struggling and falling in a hopeless love, his life suddenly turned around again.

Although he has gone through three years of hard study in high school and tasted the taste of the college entrance examination, but now, he is still excited when he hears the news of applying for the university.

I have a strong desire in my heart: for university life and a better tomorrow, work hard!
Now that registration is imminent, he needs to gather the materials in the shortest possible time to fight for this opportunity for himself.

Not to mention the difficulty of reviewing, he first had to face a practical problem: If he wanted to ensure that the information on the form was consistent with the graduation certificate, he had to change his name.

Zhang Xiaofa?Gu Qilan?These two names have different meanings to him.

But there was nothing more tempting for him at the moment than going to school.He took a deep breath: just change it!

He picked up a pen and neatly filled in the name column of the form: Gu Qilan.

"I will get my high school graduation certificate tomorrow, thank you for bringing me good news."

Mr. Zhang Lao took the form and looked surprised.

"Son, isn't your surname Zhang, but Gu? Didn't you use your real name in the past?"

He blushed and briefly explained the reason.

Mr. Zhang smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Gu Qilan's name is also good, but there are too many strokes. Try to write it correctly and clearly during the exam, so that the teacher who grades the paper will not read it wrong."

Zhang Wenxuan was also very happy to see that he was self-motivated, and said enthusiastically, "Xiaolan, I still have a whole set of middle school and college textbooks in my room. You can use them for review. If you have any questions, you can come and discuss them with me every night."

He nodded and thanked the enthusiastic uncle and nephew, his heart was full of emotion.

Mrs. Zhang just finished cooking the last dish in the kitchen.She and the servants each came in with their plates, beckoning them to eat quickly.

Zhang Wenxuan pulled him to the dining table, and Mr. Zhang took out the best sweet-scented osmanthus rice wine from the cabinet.Everyone gathered around the table and ate happily.

He picked up a few slices of sausage with chopsticks, mixed them in the rice, and drank a small bowl of pear soup.

The rice wine exudes a fragrance, and the lingering smell of sweet-scented osmanthus reminds him of that intoxicating September.

The wine glasses made a crisp clinking sound, and he bid farewell to the past while drinking.

I thought silently in my heart: The name Zhang Xiaofa is reserved for the future.From now on, he was Gu Qilan.Meet everything that fate gives, strive for what should be fought for, fight for what should be fought.

After dinner, I went to Zhang Wenxuan's room and found the textbooks for review from several large wooden boxes under the bed.

He looked at those thick books, flipped through the neatly written notes, and had to admire their owners' perseverance in learning.All the books can be stacked to serve as pillars at the four corners of the room.

Doctor Zhang is indeed a genuine academic master.No wonder I wear a pair of deep myopia glasses: I was too diligent in my early years.

That night, he didn't go back to school, but read all night in his room.The exam is about to start on New Year's Day, and the review time is only more than a month.

Arithmetic and English are not difficult for him, after all, he has been admitted to Yenching University by virtue of his ability in modern society.

But Chinese and comprehensive knowledge are really difficult.He didn't have much background in ancient Chinese, and vernacular Chinese was not used in the exams at that time.

The best way, and also the stupidest way, is to copy by heart.

In order to save paper, he used the old newspaper given by Mrs. Zhang to write, and wrote about ten sheets densely.

The feeling of burning the lamp to read at night reminded him of the scene of staying up all night in the dormitory to prepare for the exam in college, and he felt very cordial.It's just that there are more than 100 years between the three brothers in the dormitory and him.

Looking out the dark window, listening to the howling north wind, he thought to himself: the era without computers and mobile phones also has its benefits.You can finish copying two textbooks in one breath, and your mind can be quiet in loneliness.

Maybe it's a tacit understanding.In the Lin family's villa not far from Mr. Zhang Lao's house, a lamp was also on all night.

Lin Mi is studying hard.Cheng Qianqian told her that the make-up exam would be more difficult than the normal exam.

It has only been two months since she transferred to another school. She used to study in a school run by the United States, where Chinese classes were never offered.

Although Lin Yitang is very talented in reading and has a strong ability to memorize, he cannot take the exam for her.

She wasn't with her in the hospital tonight, and he didn't force her, he just hoped that she would pass the exam smoothly.

It was the first time in my life that I spent the night alone in the hospital.

Compared with the warmth of home, the cold ward makes people feel unspeakably sad.

He sat on the bed and read the newspaper, feeling bored, he raised his hand and threw it on the floor, letting the wind blowing through the crack of the door make it roll all over the floor.

Since I can't sleep, I have to find something to relieve my loneliness.

He remembered the phone call that was forcibly hung up by his aunt during the day: Would Jianhua and Caiwei blame him for being rude?

In the late autumn night, in the empty corridor, he looked out the window at the nurse's duty room, and the door was still open.

"I might as well call back now."

Unlike Mr. Lin, who has a strict wife, Lin Yitang not only refused to write a review, but also dared to make his own decisions.

The advantage of the night is that Mrs. Lin and Lin Mi are not present.

He wrapped up his coat, closed the door, and entered the duty room without looking back.

Everyone in Li's family fell asleep.When the phone rang in the middle of the night, Caiwei was the first to get up to answer it.

The phone went through.Sure enough, it was the person I liked calling.

She held the receiver with both hands, with a bit of expectation and surprise: "Brother Yi, haven't you rested yet?"

On the other end of the phone, he apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I hung up on my aunt. Caiwei, I will be back before the Chinese New Year, and we will get together at that time."

"I have good news for you," she said with a smile. "We are coming to Peiping soon. There are several college admissions in the newspaper. My brother wants to try it, and I will also come to learn more. We will meet soon. .”

(End of this chapter)