Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

"Yang Rui, when are you going to Harvard?" Mao Qiming, who was in the same dormitory, didn't go to his class, but instead ran to the biological sciences classroom and whispered about Yang Rui.

He is indeed too curious.

The teacher lectured on the front podium, and the student on the right in the back row waited for Yang Rui's answer with ears erected.

Yang Rui was reading a book and said helplessly: "Who said I'm going to Harvard?"

"It was written in the newspapers, Guangming Daily wrote it, and several other newspapers reprinted it, saying that the Americans asked you to go to Harvard to study, and it's just waiting for you to nod." Mao Qi clearly said.

It's not just him, this is the hottest topic at Peking University in the past two days.

Yang Rui shook his head: "It was written in the newspaper. People just asked me if I had plans to go to Harvard. They didn't invite me to study at Harvard. Besides, a reporter from an American newspaper, who is qualified to invite me to study at Harvard, has this ability. He should read it by himself before speaking."

"How can the newspaper write nonsense?" Mao Qiming didn't believe it at all.

The newspapers in the 1980s were indeed a bit of ethics, unlike the newspapers of later generations, who dared to write everything for the sake of sales, and dared to edit everything. However, if you want to say how much morals you have, you don't need to analyze the balance, you really can't tell. The newspaper people who wrote about 10,000 catties per mu were still alive, and the ecosystem that was criticized and scolded during the campaign was still in operation. This is like an ecosystem. To tell the truth, after the newspapers who only tell the facts and not make up all disappear, the genetic factors left behind are only two people who are good at making up stories and those who are not good at making up stories.

However, adhering to the powerful work of the propaganda front, the media in the 1980s sold morals while still borrowing national credit to buy some back. It was simply a free market, and it was endless. College students such as Mao Qiming still maintained their loyalty to the government. The trust of the media.

Yang Rui was too lazy to explain, and said: "Maybe the reporter was listening. We spoke in English at the time."

This is also the way Comrade Hu Xiaobing prepared. If he is questioned, he can escape punishment with his unskilled English.

Mao Qiming believed that it was true, and asked admiringly: "How does it feel to speak English with foreigners? Is it express."

"On the contrary, it's easy to speak English with foreigners. You just jump out the words, and they will help you put them together. It doesn't matter if the grammatical tense is wrong. If you don't understand it, I will ask you again."

"So good?" Mao Qiming immediately had a curious pleasure.

Yang Rui said seriously: "Foreigners other than Londoners are very good at talking."

"Londonians are not easy to talk to?"

"of course."

"Why?"

"Proud, proud, self-esteem and low self-esteem." Yang Rui curled his lips and said: "The Queen of England said that there is no American English in the world, only English and wrong English, understand?"

Mao Qiming said suspiciously: "Does it mean that the English of other Americans is not authentic?"

"In the eyes of old British people, English that is not London accent is not authentic."

"This is how Londoners are not authentic, huh? You said that the British and Americans are all allies, and you say that, people are not angry?"

Yang Rui smiled: "Allies are just like distant relatives. When they can talk, they are very affectionate. The place that can't be talked about is worse than the relationship with strangers. Didn't we also break up with the Soviet Union?"

"So, you won't go to Cambridge and Oxford." Mao Qiming slowly concluded.

Yang Rui laughed blankly: "What am I going to do in Cambridge and Oxford."

"You can't go if you want." Geng Jian who was sitting in front finally couldn't listen anymore.

In China, whether foreign schools are good or not are often two extremes. Some say that they are good, and they raise the level of foreign schools infinitely, and some say that they are not good, and they degrade foreign students and the environment infinitely.

In schools like Peking University, everyone gets a lot of information. There are actually quite a few students seeking to study abroad. Even in schools like Harvard and Cambridge, people are admitted every year.

Of course, the number of people admitted is not much. Harvard is the world's top school all year round. To say that foreign students have an advantage in the test, but the total number of students is not much higher.

In 1984, Peking University, Harvard and Cambridge, it was normal to be able to go to single digits, to be able to go to double digits, and to be able to go to none of them, but no matter what counts, there is no Geng Jian's share.

It’s like Beijing’s low scores during the college entrance examination, but it’s also a dream to say that Beijing students can easily enter Peking University. There are hundreds of schools in the city, students who have never tasted the first class in the first class, and have never tasted the first class. It doesn't matter.

Geng Jian was upset, his temper was bad, and his tone was quite aggressive.

Yang Rui has been in the limelight in the past two days, not wanting to be aggressive, and then said: "I don't want to go, whether I can go, it doesn't matter, especially it has nothing to do with others."

Yang Rui was thinking about not being aggressive, and when he said it, he was still not unpleasant.

Geng Jian was in a state of firecrackers. When he heard this, he became even more unhappy. He said, "It’s better to be okay. I’m afraid that some people will slander the school’s name. What are the new students of Peking University? What are Peking University students? It sounds good. When the time comes, I will use the school enough and go abroad."

"Geng Jian, what are you doing for nothing." The monitor took him a hand and whispered: "It's in class, don't cause trouble."

"What did I cause? They spoke first, right." Geng Jian turned and pointed at Yang Rui.

"You take it away." Without Yang Rui speaking, Mao Qiming exploded his hair first. He was Yang Rui's roommate, not from the biology department, let alone Geng Jian.

"How about if I don't take it?" Geng Jian's hot temper also came up.

Mao Qiming "slapped" Geng Jian's hand back.

At this time, the teacher on the podium also saw it. As soon as the pointer fell, the chalk tip was thrown over: "Who don't want to attend the class, go out!"

No one dared to go out, so the classroom became quiet.

After the get out of class was over, the teacher left, and Mao Qiming and Geng Jian sprang up at once, pinching each other's necks and scolding each other.

Neither person is willing to suffer.

In the end, it was the classmates who pulled the two apart.

As a roommate and fuse, Yang Rui pulled Mao Qiming away quickly.

"Why can't I be used to Geng Jian in your class, what stuff?" Mao Qiming was still cursing as he walked on the road.

"It's such a person, who has targeted me several times, this time you ran into you, sorry."

"We are in a dormitory, what are you polite? You said you have targeted you before?"

Yang Rui nodded and said, "You remember the sportswear I just wore at the beginning of school. At the time, I said I was extravagant and wasted and asked me to change my clothes because of Geng Jian..."

Because Mao Qiming and Geng Jian had a conflict, Yang Rui deliberately explained it so as not to prevent Mao Qiming from accidentally being recruited.

Mao Qiming frowned when he heard it, and said, "Does he still have this ability?"

"He was a probationary party member, so he was a member of the class committee when he first enrolled, and later he easily entered the student union.

Mao Qiming's brows furrowed: "No wonder! It's you. You are the one who is like him. If you replace me, maybe you really will be killed."

Yang Rui was also a bit upset by what he said. Don't say it. If he hadn't accumulated enough resources, these few cold shots and cold arrows would have been broken.

According to the configuration of Chinese universities, the distribution of power between the student union and the students in the school is like the configuration of the occupation army to maintain the association and the good people. The right to maintain the association is not large, and it will be oppressed and squeezed by the occupying army, but it is facing ordinary good people At that time, there are many means to maintain the club.

Every year in the university, the goddess throws off penalties like flowers. Some unlucky children are caught by patrol exams because they cheated on the final exams, some unlucky children are caught because they steal wires in the dormitory, and some unlucky children are accidentally caught. The maintenance will be killed...

The two walked silently for more than ten minutes, and Mao Qiming suddenly said, "I have a way."

"any solution?"

"I had a fight with Geng Jian."

"What a solution." Yang Rui laughed.

"He is a probationary party member, and I am a member of the Communist Youth League. It is a big deal for me to leave the League. He was expelled from the party and the loss would be great."

"I said so, but it's not you who have the final say in the punishment. At that time, what if you give Geng Jian a warning and give you a big demerit? Besides, if you don't say anything, it's not a big deal. What you have forgotten in two days, what do you mess with him."

"If you help, I am willing to give it a try." Mao Qiming said affirmatively.

Yang Rui asked: "How can I help you?"

"You will speak to me at that time~www.NovelMTL.com~ and testify for me, I am sure the school is biased against you." Mao Qiming had a conspiracy.

Yang Rui thought about it seriously and said, "It's not worth it. The dog bit you. You can't bite it back."

"If I can kill it in one bite, and get a little bit injured myself, I'm happy too."

"Even if I show up, the school may not be biased against you."

"Then find someone who is willing to come forward to help." Mao Qiming smiled.

Yang Rui still shook his head, he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

Mao Qiming's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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Chapter 428: Conspiracy and Trick:

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