On June 25, when Chaoyang Chuxing began to give heat to the earth, causing Bai Xue to wake up from heat early.

She had basically not sleep for a whole night last night, and she wrote all the majors that Aoki University liberal arts students could apply for on a blank sheet of paper.

It took a long time to make sure that the major I was going to apply for, and it took another half a night to think about whether to apply for this major.

Like Bai Xue, Zhang Zhenzhen didn't sleep late all night, thinking about what delicious dishes she cooked at noon today. As the summer vacation became shorter and shorter, she also realized that she and Zhang Fan and the others would spend less and less time together.

Jiang Lanqing had a good dream last night. The pride and happiness that her father and mother could not hide yesterday made her feel very happy, and Zhang Fan would also come to Rongcheng today.

The three girls all woke up early, and almost at the same time picked up their phones and sent a message to Zhang Fan.

Bai Xue told Zhang Fan her decision and asked for his opinion.

Zhang Zhenzhen once again asked Zhang Fan what delicious food she wanted to eat at noon, and also mentioned a few dishes she learned through the TV food column.

Jiang Lanqing reminded Zhang Fan to come earlier so that his class teacher Qian Minghua would not be allowed to do so.

Zhang Fan looked at their short messages and went back one by one.

"The journalism major is good, and I look forward to having face-to-face interviews with me."

"Sister, I like to eat whatever you do, but don't waste it too much."

"I know, let's go immediately."

After replying to the text message from the three women, Zhang Fan looked at the toothpaste foam in his mouth and took care of his personal cleaning.

Lu Jing looked at her son's bangs that were about to cover her eyebrows, reached out to help him dial, and said, "It's time to cut her hair, short hair looks so energetic."

"Go and cut it when you come back." Zhang Fan replied with a smile.

Zhang Youwei handed Zhang Fan a bundled nylon pocket. "It contains the braised pork feet and braised sausages that Teacher Ju likes to eat. Take it over to her and don't let others feel that the tea is cold."

"Yes." Zhang Fan nodded and reached out to take it.

The taxi driver took the initiative to help Zhang Fan put the bag of local specialties in the back box of the car, and asked curiously: "Is your little brother visiting relatives?"

"Yes, if an elder likes to eat, bring it to her." Zhang Fan replied.

The ancients emphasized respecting teachers and respecting the truth. In addition to imparting knowledge, teachers and students also had a bond similar to family affection, so they had the so-called disciples.

However, now this concept is gradually being replaced by money and interests. Some teachers deliberately do not teach students seriously in class, just to earn additional tutoring fees.

Some parents of students carefully please their children's teachers on weekdays, and when their children graduate, they will not be affected by the water.

Zhang Fan is very glad that he could meet a teacher like Ju Minghong, so he naturally would not be a ruthless person.

If a person is ruthless to others, he will be surrounded by ruthless people.

This simple truth that Zhang Fan only took half his life to understand, and he will definitely not forget.

On the way to Rongcheng, Zhang Fan, who was dressed in a fashionable manner but carrying a nylon pocket, inevitably attracted people's attention.

If you look at these young men in your 17th or 18th, you may not be natural and think that you have lost face, but you can be calm about Zhang Fan, a person with a very thick skin.

He wouldn't care about the cool-dressed girls who were good-looking and avoided him from a distance, for fear of being stained with some dirty things.

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Because he set out early enough, Zhang Fan arrived in Rongcheng just after 10 o'clock.

Jiang Lanqing was sitting on the sofa watching TV. When he saw Zhang Fan holding something, he hurriedly stood up from the sofa, walked over and said with regret: "I forgot yesterday, and when I remembered that I was already on the highway."

"It's okay, this is what our couple gave to Teacher Ju." Zhang Fan said with a smile.

"Thank you husband."

After saying that, Jiang Lanqing kissed Zhang Fan hard on the cheek, and then rushed to change her clothes in a hurry. She is still wearing pajamas and her hair is messy behind her shoulders.

Zhang Fan put his nylon pocket at the door, and changed into slippers and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Even though he is tall and strong now, he is strong and has good endurance, but carrying a pocket worth about 100 pounds along the way makes him very tired.

Jiang Lanqing was changing clothes when he saw Zhang Fan and immediately asked, "Husband, what clothes do you think I'm wearing today?"

"Fashionable, sunny, clean." Zhang Fan thought for a while and replied.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Jiang Lanqing suddenly knew how to dress up. This is the talent of women.

"Where is my sister?" Zhang Fan asked after washing his face.

"Sister Zhenzhen is going to buy vegetables and should be coming back soon." Jiang Lanqing replied while tied his hair back into a ponytail.

"Aren't you stewing things in the kitchen?" Zhang Fan asked again.

"That's the old duck soup, and she wanted to make half a table of seafood."

"So many! Didn't I tell her not to be so troublesome?"

Zhang Fan frowned, and as he said that, he picked up his cell phone and prepared to call Zhang Zhenzhen, but Jiang Lanqing snatched his cell phone.

"I know you don't want Sister Zhenzhen to be so tired, but I think she hopes this way. After all, we will be separated soon. Sister Zhenzhen must be very sad."

Zhang Fan sighed helplessly. "This is not ancient times. Besides, she just flew over on weekends."

"Flying on a plane will also waste time. I will definitely not be together like now in the future. It is normal for me to be unable to adapt to it all at once." Jiang Lanqing understood Zhang Zhenzhen's thoughts very well.

"It's okay, she can stay in the capital after she finishes her studies."

Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing talked all the way. Jiang Lanqing took out wet wipes from time to time to gently wipe the sweat from Zhang Fan's face.

Ju Minghong opened the door and saw the visitor. They were a little surprised at first, but then they were filled with smiles on their faces and said enthusiastically: "Come in quickly."

He turned his head and shouted to his husband sitting on the sofa, "Old man, come and help me pick it up."

"No, no, no." Zhang Fan said quickly, and asked on his own initiative: "Teacher Ju, should you still put it in the same place as before?"

While saying this, someone else had already walked to the balcony outside the kitchen with something in his hand.

Seeing Zhang Fan like this, Ju Minghong smiled and shook her head. "You kid are so polite every time."

After Zhang Fan hung the braised pig's feet and braised sausages, Ju Minghong poured a cup of tea for him and Jiang Lanqing, sat on the sofa and began to ask about their university plans.

"What major are you two going to choose?"

"I am computer science and technology, and business administration." Zhang Fan replied.

"Business Administration and Economics and Finance." Jiang Lanqing whispered.

This was the result of her re-discussing with Zhang Fan in the morning. She had no interest in computers. When she knew Bai Xue’s decision, she also wanted to choose a major that she was interested in.

Since the three of them have all arrived at the same school, they can meet each other every day, so they don’t have to be together all the time.

Ju Minghong was a little surprised by Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing's decision, mainly because she didn't understand why both of them had to study business administration.

So Zhang Fan took the initiative to tell him about his future life plans and Jiang Lanqing. When he said that he was preparing to build a high-tech company that was not choked by foreigners, the middle-aged man who had been sitting next to Ju Minghong and watched the news suddenly asked: "Why do you want to specifically emphasize that you are not choked by foreigners? You should know that what you are promoting now is that science and technology has no borders and international division of labor and cooperation."

After pausing, he said, "It's understandable if it's military industry, but you want to make mobile phones. I have specifically investigated the current mobile phone market, but I have never heard of anything that is boring."

The words of middle-aged people are exactly what most domestic scholars, government officials and business tycoons think now.

Everyone believes in global liberalization, and they will not expect that in less than ten years, the major countries in the world will take the initiative to reverse history.

Tariff barriers, trade frictions and technological blockades between countries will become increasingly serious, and eventually become normal things.

The US President who came to power in 2016 understood that Wang was just the first person to pull curtains. In the end, thick curtains were considered to be pulled up on the seven continents and five oceans, and even Antarctica was no exception.

Everyone has enclosed scientific research and has never had the same joint cooperation as before.

Zhang Fan was a prophet. Since he could know the conclusion, he could find reasonable arguments very well. When he finished speaking with a dry mouth, the middle-aged man who just asked the question fell into deep thought.

It is undeniable that although this young man who just graduated from high school could not convince him, he predicted the future international situation with reasonable evidence.

The United States' recession is inevitable, and the rise of China is unstoppable.

Although China has always advocated peaceful rise and never seeking dominance, the United States is not a fool, so you can always keep a low profile and develop with peace of mind.

Because of the constraints of nuclear weapons, wars cannot break out between major powers, so the rest are science and technology blockades and trade wars.

As long as right-wing politicians make their trade surplus of hundreds of billions of dollars every year, China will naturally bear the brunt of the first.

This visit eventually turned into an academic discussion. Zhang Fan did not have much knowledge, so he played to his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, and only made simple but not in-depth discussions.

Seeing the old and young chatting enthusiastically, Ju Minghong and Jiang Lanqing looked at each other, helpless and proud.

However, the result of this debate was not as ideal as Zhang Fan imagined. When the middle-aged man sent him and Jiang Lanqing away, he patted his shoulder and said.

"It's good to think about danger, but as a young man in the new era, you must believe that the world is moving forward, and the international division of labor under globalization is irreversible. Mutual benefit and common development are still consensus reached by the international community. Even a little bit of friction cannot stop this big trend."

"Well, I understand." Zhang Fan nodded with a smile, and humbly accepted criticism and suggestions.

Seeing that he had a middle-aged man like him, there was a smile on his face. It was rare for his wife, a student, to have ideals and passion, not to be arrogant or impatient.

After Zhang Fan and Jiang Lanqing left, he asked Ju Minghong specifically: "Old woman, what does this student do at home? He actually has such insights."

"My dad is like a civil servant, and my mother is like me." Ju Minghong recalled for a moment before answering.

"I hope his father is a small official, otherwise he will be cheated if he offends others and is hyped, and he will also be able to see the darkness of society. It would be a pity if he can't recover from now on." The middle-aged man's tone was melancholy.

"Yes! As long as this kind of thing is exposed, your innocence will turn into yellow mud, and it is hard to explain." Ju Minghong also sighed.

Zhang Youwei never expected that his section chief's father would be lucky to Zhang Fan, but he only let him know that the director of the Urban Management Bureau he had always dreamed of was not even a small official in the eyes of others, and he was afraid that he would vomit blood in anger.

After coming out of Ju Minghong's house, Jiang Lanqing looked up at the sun above his head and then grabbed Zhang Fan's arm and whispered: "Husband, this is the first time I know what Guan Wei is. As soon as Teacher Ju's husband opened his mouth, I unconsciously closed my mouth. I don't know how big an official he is?"
To be continued...