Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 1151. Minority Interests
"Yes, most people only take two courses per semester, and three is a minimum. It's a blessing to be able to pass them. Why did you take five courses at once?" Gu Xin's suspicion of Dong Qiangqiang's grades was not reduced by the strong evidence of Zheng Chunhua and Fang Shuang. Although she and Dong Qiangqiang had a good relationship, she found it difficult to accept that Dong Qiangqiang could pass so many courses at once. She raised her voice and asked, "How long do you review every day before the exam? What time do you study every day? Do you finish reading all the reference books recommended by professors of each subject before the exam? I mean all. And do you take practice classes?"

The other party's rapid-fire questions were full of obvious doubts, how could Dong Qiangqiang not hear it? He knew very well that Gu Xin didn't really want to ask for advice. If she really wanted to pass the exam, she should actually pay more attention to how Dong Qiangqiang failed the subject, because most of the time, people gain valuable experience from failures, which gives them the opportunity to make progress later. He thought of Dong's father's previous teachings: not everyone is happy to see you get good grades, and immediately said: "The sea of ​​books is endless, but my life is limited. If you say 'all', then you definitely can't read them all. To pass the exam, reading and practicing questions are important, but luck is not completely absent."

"Then were all those subjects you passed?" Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang attributed the passing of the exams to mysterious luck and seemed quite guilty and vague, Gu Xin became more certain that no one could easily pass more than two advanced master's exams at one time.

Dong Qiangqiang paused for a second before answering, weighing his words, and misleadingly said, "One of them is good."

This answer is ambiguous. The listener can understand that Dong Qiangqiang means "only one subject got a good grade, and the others are passing", or he can interpret it as "the worst subject got a good grade, and the other subjects had better grades." It all depends on the mentality of the listener.

"See, I was right, wasn't I?" Zhao Ke looked proud, "No one is not aiming for a passing grade."

"It's OK if I pass three subjects," Gu Xin said with a sense of loss, "I will be so happy if I pass all the exams."

The two of them speculated on Dong Qiangqiang's grades based on their own understanding. Just when Dong Qiangqiang thought he had successfully gotten rid of their obsession, Zheng Chunhua pointed out: "Did you two understand? He clearly said that the other three subjects were all excellent, not passing."

There was a sudden silence at the dining table, and the clear singing of birds could be heard in the distance.

"I'm being blamed," Zheng Chunhua smiled and explained to Dong Qiangqiang why she had revealed his true colors. "He sincerely asked for advice, it was inappropriate for you to keep it to yourself."

Dong Qiangqiang had previously consulted Zheng Chunhua about whether he had any chance of applying for a doctorate based on his academic performance, so Zheng Chunhua knew his actual situation.

"Three subjects...excellent? Impossible." Zhao Ke insisted stubbornly.

"Really? I don't believe it," Gu Xin also shook her head, "Hearing is not believing, seeing is believing."

Having said that, it would be a bit too much to be secretive any longer. Dong Qiangqiang stopped talking nonsense and didn't care whether the other party was happy about it or not. He went straight upstairs to get his notebook and opened the respective web pages according to the subject.

When the results were seen by everyone, no one questioned it anymore. This was definitely a solid accomplishment. Everyone looked at Dong Qiangqiang with new eyes, but at the same time, they all secretly criticized his so-called "luck". It was understandable that he got lucky in one subject, but could he rely on luck in all subjects? And get A's? Anyone who really believed that was a fool. He must have some secret to studying.

Everyone firmly believed that Dong Qiangqiang had undoubtedly become a talent for learning.

"Idol, senior, please teach me how to learn. I can pay for it, but can it be cheaper?" Gu Xin, who was hunched over and staring at the webpage, grabbed Dong Qiangqiang's arm like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving driftwood floating by. "I have two subjects (make-up exams), you must help me, just like last time."

"I want to help you, but I don't understand your major. I can't just talk nonsense, right?"

"He is a top student like you," Fang Shuang sighed to Zheng Chunhua, "and also a monster."

"No, he is much better than me. I failed more subjects than him." Zheng Chunhua admitted honestly.

There was silence again, and everyone was shocked except Zheng Chunhua.

"You...you failed too?" Dong Qiangqiang found it unbelievable, "Aren't you...a teaching assistant?"

"Who said that teaching assistants can't fail a course?" Zheng Chunhua smiled and said, "I've also taken detours, okay? Everyone is the same."

These words sounded so familiar. What flashed through Dong Qiangqiang's mind was Walter White's famous quote: Everyone has his own pit to fall into.

Over there, Gu Xin was still pestering Dong Qiangqiang to teach him methods. Li Lei, who had been silently following everyone to review Dong Qiangqiang's results, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, and hurriedly retreated from the encirclement behind Dong Qiangqiang.

From hearing that Dong Qiangqiang took five exams at once to his outstanding grades in every subject, one thunder after another rang in Li Lei's ears. If Dong Qiangqiang's study method surprised him, his grades were like silver needles that deeply hurt his sensitive and young heart. He was confused, disappointed, envious, jealous and resentful. He thought that Dong Qiangqiang was able to skip most of the courses because he had entered school early and had some bad luck. Now he realized that he was wrong. He imagined that people who were not as good as him had already left him far behind and could not even see him. This overwhelming sense of frustration was the first time in his life that he had tasted it.

He couldn't help but dry heave, and all he wanted to do was to leave the table as soon as possible and go back to his room to lie down, but he was also worried that this would make his hostility and ambition too obvious. Fang Shuang complimented him that it was his fortune to have such a top student as a neighbor, and that he was definitely close to the water and got the moon first, but he just felt devastated.

Unable to bear it any longer, Li Lei finally found an excuse of having a stomachache to escape, and when no one was paying attention he quietly returned the wine he had stolen to its original place.

Although the food and drinks were still delicious, and the topic quickly turned from exams to part-time jobs, the atmosphere in the second half was still dull, perhaps because of Dong Qiangqiang's blow. Dong Qiangqiang found it funny: they were the ones who insisted on watching it, and they were also the ones who were unhappy after watching it. If the purpose of watching it was to make themselves uncomfortable, what was the point? Or were they actually expecting to expose his lies?

Gu Xin seemed particularly absent-minded. Before the meal, she thought Dong Qiangqiang was at the same level as her. However, she was shocked to find that Dong Qiangqiang was heading straight for the top of the mountain, while she didn't even see the shadow of the halfway point of the mountain. There was no point in continuing to eat.

Because everyone had something to do in the evening, some had to work, some were in a hurry to go home to review, some went into the city to meet friends, and some wanted to play football. The dinner party came to an abrupt end as soon as the sun set.

Dong Qiangqiang's horizontal dish and mud wine were highly praised, but the roast duck was completely overshadowed by the crab, and half of it was left. Dong Qiangqiang didn't care. He achieved the purpose of Christmas training and it was a sure thing to further improve the quality of roast duck. The remaining roast duck also solved his dinner problem in the few days before the make-up exam, killing two birds with one stone.

"Radar" was also very happy. He showed off in the yard for the whole afternoon and had a big meal of meat, which was much more delicious than the usual dog food. Before the sun went down, he had already run to the apple tree and actively fertilized it several times.

Some were wiping the tables, some were moving the TV, some were arranging the plates, and some were busy sorting the garbage. Everyone was busy and having fun.

Hearing that the dinner was over, Li Lei, who had been hiding upstairs, came down and approached Zheng Chunhua, taking the opportunity to help: "Leader, can you help me?"

"Tell me what it is."

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"Actually, there's nothing special about it. It's just about the grape picking thing you were talking about. If you need anyone, can I be one of them? I've done this job before and I'm very familiar with it." Li Lei lied.

Zheng Chunhua looked back at Dong Qiangqiang who was carrying dirty dishes to the kitchen, and whispered, "You should talk to Dong Qiangqiang directly about this. After all, Peter is his friend, and you can't hide it from him if you go."

Since the other party said so, even if Li Lei was dissatisfied, he dared not say a word. He had to pretend to help clean up the dishes and garbage. He secretly thought about how to talk to Dong Qiangqiang after everyone left, and whether he should admit his mistake and apologize first.

Before Zheng Chunhua approached Dong Qiangqiang, Ji Fengping approached him first using the topic of cleaning up.

"Hello, Dong Qiangqiang, I want to ask you something to see if you are interested." Ji Fengping quickly put the sorted garbage bags in place one by one.

"As long as you don't ask me to tell you how to take the exam and how to study, it's fine," Dong Qiangqiang said half-jokingly.

"I have no problem with the exam, so I won't bother you," Ji Fengping waved his hand. "I have something to do right now. I'm building a pet-related website. For example, I can go to the homes of Germans to feed their pets, bathe their pets regularly, and take their pets for walks when they travel."

Dong Qiangqiang turned off the faucet, wiped his hands with a rag, and listened quietly to the other party continue.

"You may think this is too niche, but there is actually a pet channel in our largest free lifestyle forum that is dedicated to this. You have run a forum before, so you must know that free things usually have few functions. I have observed that channel for a long time and it is very popular, but the forum itself has limited its development. I want to develop a vertical website to slowly attract people there."

"So your way of making money is to help people walk their cats and dogs?" Dong Qiangqiang teased.

"Taking cats and dogs for a walk and feeding them at home are currently the lowest costs, but they do take up some time, so I just treat it as a walk and exercise. However, bathing pets in a short time is not feasible, so it's just a concept."

"I don't understand. If you want to make money, why don't you graduate and find a job in a big company? Even an internship would be fine. Wouldn't it make more money than what you do?"

"I'm thinking about it, too. There's still some time before graduation, so I feel like this is a rare opportunity. The cost is low, so I'd be itching to give it a try."