Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

College life has entered my senior year before I knew it.

Zhang Xuan was not as nervous, excited, confused, or frightened as other seniors.

Many students are really confused and frightened. The reason is that the state has issued a decree that no longer includes work assignments, which means that getting into college is no longer a guaranteed job.

What a huge blow this is to the many students who studied hard for this iron rice bowl three years ago?

He had experienced this kind of anxiety in his previous life, and now that he thinks about it, he still feels a little scared and embarrassed.

But he won't need it in this life.

Get up on time every day, eat on time, and go to class on time. If you have time, read a book in the morning, exercise at noon, start writing in the afternoon, and go to bed on time at one early morning.

Du Shuangling is now very satisfied with his living habits. She curls up in his arms and sleeps peacefully every day. When she wakes up in the morning, she kisses him and calls him dear, and then she is energetic and busy studying all day long.

Du Shuangling was satisfied with his living habits and the perfect harmony between the two of them in bed.

In fact, old men also like it very much.

I feel that my life is very solid, ordinary but rewarding, and full of happiness.

Ding

The black Nokia on the desktop buzzed, and a text message came in.

Note rice see.

Passing the phone, Zhang Xuan couldn't wait to open it.

Content of the text message: I handed in my postgraduate application materials some time ago. Today, the school leaders talked to me and it was almost decided in advance.

Booked in advance? So fast? Could this also have something to do with myself?

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised, but mostly happy. He was sincerely concerned about everything Mi Jian saw.

Reply to text message: Congratulations! Want to treat me to dinner.

Mi Jian: Okay, come over when you want, and I’ll treat you to dinner.

Zhang Xuan looked up at the wall calendar. Today is September 18th.

More than 10 days have passed in the blink of an eye, time flies so fast.

Reply to text message: I will come over around the 29th, and I will let you know in advance when the date is confirmed.

Mi Jian also flipped through the calendar, counted 11 days left, and sent a text message: My parents will come to see me on the 28th. If you are not afraid, let’s have dinner together.

Zhang Xuan: Not afraid. Get familiar with it early or get familiar with it later. I will be stabbed every time I shrink my head or extend my head. I have to call daddy and mommy. I am not afraid.

Mi Jian An An quietly looked at the text message, smiling and saying nothing.

Zhang Xuan sent another text message: Why did uncle and aunt come to see you at that time?

Mi Jian: I accompanied my uncle and aunt to visit my cousin. By the way, we spent the National Day with us and went to Tiananmen Square to watch the national flag being raised.

Zhang Xuan: Then let’s go watch the movie “The Wind” together on October 1st.

Mi Jian: Is it difficult to get tickets?

Zhang Xuan: Don’t worry about this, I’ll take care of it.

Yonemi: Okay.

After reading the text message, Zhang Xuan called Wen Yu directly to explain his intention.

After hearing this, Wen Yu said eloquently: Brother, you can bring your family over, the tickets won't be a big deal, my sister-in-law will keep them for you.

Okay, thank you sister-in-law.

Thank you, we are a family.

Come on, now they are all upgraded to a family. Zhang Xuan accepted it with a smile.

Zhang Xuan sent a text message: The ticket matter has been settled.

Yonemi: Well, thank you.

Zhang Xuan copied Wen Yu's words: Thank you for nothing, we are a family.

Mi Jian remained calm for about 10 seconds and put away his phone.

Just after practicing boxing and taking a shower in the afternoon, my phone rang.

It's a landline, please note the director's office.

Zhang Xuan didn't hesitate and heard Xiao Shiyi's voice when he picked up the call.

Xiao Shiyi said on the phone: Zhang Xuan, come to the director's office.

Zhang Xuan asked: What do you want from me?

Xiao Shiyi said: You and I are assigned to the director of our graduation thesis. Please come over and confirm the title of the thesis today.

Zhang Xuan replied simply: Okay, I'll be there soon.

No matter how famous you are, no matter how awesome you are, respect between people should still be given to each other.

When I hurried to the office, I found that there were several people inside, all classmates: Xiao Shiyi, Shen Fan, Gu Run, and Peng Shanshan.

On the contrary, the director is not here.

After Zhang Xuan went in and greeted a few people, he asked Lao Shen: When will your sister come over? I want to eat dog meat.

Shen Fan said honestly: Brother Xuan, please wait. We are busy harvesting millet at home, and we will dig sweet potatoes later. It will probably be mid-October.

Harvesting millet, carrying straw, and digging sweet potatoes are all memories from my childhood in the countryside, and I was quite resistant at that time. By the time they no longer resist, it is often past their thirties, and their parents’ temples are gray.

Zhang Xuan looked at Peng Shanshan, the big man from Northeast China, and still remembered the extraordinary feat of this female classmate who ate 12 slap-sized buns in one go during military training three years ago.

Zhang Xuan said: Three years have passed and classmate Shanshan has become slimmer and more beautiful.

Xiao Shiyi and Gu Run laughed.

After getting along with classmates for so long, everyone is familiar with him, and Peng Shanshan is far less afraid of him than others outside:

Yes, three years have passed by accident, but you, a great writer, are still so talkative. When are you going to get married to our little eleven? Gu Run and I will be your bridesmaids then.

Hey, the classmates in the class are bad at this, they all like to make fun of themselves about Su Jinyu.

Zhang Xuan put his index finger to his mouth: Shh! Keep your voice down, don't let my two actors hear this, otherwise they will have to skin me.

Are you so afraid of your girlfriend? Gu Run asked.

Zhang Xuan sat up straight: It's not fear, it's love, it's respect!

Just when Xiao Eleven opened his mouth to say something, the director opened the door and walked in.

After taking the initiative to say hello to Zhang Xuan, the director said to several people: You don't have to stand up. You sit down. I called you here today just to confirm the topic of the paper.

In principle, you have to take control of this thing yourself.

But I have provided you with some thesis topics here as a reference. You can take a look and choose one yourself if you are interested.

As he said that, the director handed out a piece of paper to each of the people, with 17 paper topics arranged on it.

Zhang Xuan started from the first question and looked down seriously.

When I saw the seventh topic, my eyes stopped: The era of economic globalization

As soon as you look at the title, you can tell that this is a paper centered on the soft competitiveness competition between enterprises in the era of economic globalization.

The so-called soft competitiveness of enterprises is the most typical of enterprise soft power, brand value and value recognition.

After staying for two minutes, Zhang Xuan continued to read down until he reached the end, and then his eyes returned to his pocket and stopped at the seventh paper topic.

Seeing that the other four people were still deep in thought, Zhang Xuan was the first to speak: Teacher, I choose the seventh one.

The director glanced at the seventh question, already familiar with it, and said, Okay.

So easy?

When I was writing my graduation thesis in my previous life, the teacher was very verbose.

Just when Zhang Xuan was confused, the director smiled at him with a hint of meaning and said, Let's go out and talk.

Hey, okay.

Coming to the corridor outside, the director smoked a cigarette, lit it, and asked, I heard that you are writing a new book recently?

This is no longer big news. The leaders of the school have already heard from Shuang Ling.

Zhang Xuan said yes.

The director asked with concern: When will it be finished?

Zhang Xuan said truthfully: Not sure, half a year, or more.

The director nodded and asked, What do you think of this paper?

view?

He is familiar with this thing.

Zhang Xuan opened his mouth and said: In the era of economic globalization, competition between enterprises is increasingly becoming a competition of soft competitiveness.

Brand value largely reflects the soft power of a company. From the perspective of brand value, by constructing a brand value-corporate soft power model, we can explore the connection between corporate soft power and brand value.

Based on this model, enterprises can establish and enhance their soft power and enhance competition by establishing a lofty vision, building distinctive core values ​​and excellent enterprise, strengthening social responsibility awareness, improving their hard power, and increasing the construction of communication platforms and product circulation channels. force

The director was surprised when he heard it. After he finished speaking, he said meaningfully: Originally, I prepared some materials for you, but I didn't expect you to consider it so thoughtfully.

Zhang Xuan: ...

Damn it, he understood it instantly.

What the director meant was that he originally planned to give you some help, or even help you polish your pen. I didn’t expect you to be so powerful!

Zhang Xuan said sincerely: If I have materials and relevant references, it will really help me save time.

The director took a puff of cigarette: Okay, come find me in two days.

Zhang Xuan agreed.

He probably understood the director's good intentions, and just wanted him to focus more on writing. After all, the thesis from the proposal to the defense was a long project.

After talking about the thesis, the director told him about the postgraduate guarantee: There are still places in the school, are you interested?

Zhang Xuan: .

Grandma is a bitch! Something that you couldn't even squeeze your brains out to get is actually delivered to your door?

With this move, it was obvious that the school wanted to further tie him up.

This not only improved his academic qualifications, but also ensured that he was still a student at CUHK.

You must know that there are still some subtle differences between current students and graduates.

Faced with the opponent's intention, Zhang Xuan did not refuse and had no reason to refuse, so he agreed.

Anyway, whether you go to graduate school or not, CUHK will not restrict you. You can still do things at any time when something happens.

Seeing Zhang Xuan's eagerness to agree, the director breathed a sigh of relief. The task assigned to him by the school was successfully completed.

In fact, before he said this, the director had thought that it should be possible.

There are many reasons: Du Shuangling and their personal relationship.

Of course, there is another thing that is never mentioned in front of outsiders, and that is Xiao Shiyi.

The director still clearly remembers the scene two years ago when Xiao Shiyi took the initiative to kiss Zhang Xuan at the corner of the stairs.

After several years of observation, the director discovered that Xiao Shiyi and Zhang Xuan have a close relationship, and this card can also be used at critical moments.

The topic of the thesis was decided, and I was also guaranteed a postgraduate position. Hey, my damn life was so comfortable.

After the matter was done, he did not return to the director's office. Instead, he followed the stairs and planned to go to the fifth floor to find an empty classroom to sit in.

The reason was that it suddenly rained heavily outside.

He hadn't walked around the teaching building for a long time, and he missed it a bit.

Speaking of nostalgia, he subconsciously thought of Wen Hui.

I don’t know when I started to look forward to these empty classrooms.

Um?

Such a coincidence?

I just missed her, and she came to my door?

Could it be that she also misses herself?

Just as he came up from the corner of the fourth floor, he happened to meet Wen Hui coming from the other side of the corridor.

When their eyes met, Wen Hui paused, stopped in her tracks, and a few seconds later, she turned around and leaned on the railing with her book in her arms to look into the distance.

Instead of missing yourself, are you afraid of yourself?

Zhang Xuan walked over and asked, Why are you here?

Wen Hui said: Change your mind.

Zhang Xuan asked: Where are Shuangling and Qingzhu?

Wen Hui said: Went to the library?

Zhang Xuan asked: Why don't you go?

Wen Hui didn't answer.

The class bell rang. Zhang Xuan watched the School of Management alumni coming and going in the corridor downstairs and entered the classroom. He then issued an invitation: There is no one in the classroom next to you. Come in and have a chat?

Hearing the chat, Wen Hui gave him a strange look.

Zhang Xuan stopped talking and walked in minding his own business.

Wen Hui stayed there for half a minute, and finally walked in.

But what happened next made her want to run away.

Under her silent gaze, Zhang Xuan closed the front door and locked it; then he closed and locked the back door.

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