Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 840 840. A strange phone call

Unknowingly, another week has passed, the temperature has not dropped lower, and there are even a few days when the sun has been out for a long time, but the sun does not make people feel warm on the face, but it feels like a mask is sticking to the face , It's not a new mask that has just been unpacked and unused, but a mask that has been dehydrated and dried out after drying overnight because I don't want to throw it away for waste and then take it back for forced use.

Adhering to the Olympic spirit of "faster, higher and stronger", Dong's father resolutely completed the book buying and mailing tasks assigned by his son. It happened that Dong Qiangqiang had a bad stomach in the school cafeteria. Packed a few bottles of berberine, and sent the books and other daily necessities.

As Christmas approached, the number of students in the school became less visible to the naked eye.Just like Chinese people automatically enter the holiday mode one week before the Spring Festival, European students will use Christmas holidays (December 12 and December 24) and New Year's Day holidays (January 12) together. And the holiday can be connected into a small long vacation.Most students who are not from Trier will choose to return home before Christmas Eve, and Sofia and Joanna are no exception.

In the morning before the two left, Dong Qiangqiang finally finished most of the content of the big report independently, and the three discussed the shortcomings of the report in the library.

After reading the report, before Sophia had time to say anything, Joanna's face collapsed visibly.

"You wrote this?" Joanna pointed her finger at the screen and asked in a very unfriendly manner, "In addition to grammatical errors, you (that part) also have a lot of non-standard quotations, don't you know the usage of quotations? Is it? Or are you kidding us?"

Dong Qiangqiang actually explained this issue to the two of them before. He didn’t know why Joanna forgot about it like amnesia, but he still patiently explained it again: “Joanna, I have written many reports, and the requirements for citations have long been Familiar by heart. The reason why there are temporarily unmarked words in my chapter and the chapter that Ellen should write is not because of my negligence or ignorance, but because of time constraints and heavy tasks. I have to write my own part I also want to write about Ellen, and I hope to wait until all the content is confirmed before making all the citations as required. Now I am alone to integrate the content written by the three of us. If I want to write another article, I have to make all the citations at the same time, and these There is a good chance that the reference will be deleted in the future, so I will waste a lot of time doing useless work, do you understand?"

Dong Qiangqiang's meaning is very clear: Although I am willing to do things for this team, my time is also precious.

After listening to Dong Qiangqiang's words, Joanna retorted unconvinced: "According to the thesis writing standards, you should write clearly (quotes) as soon as you come up, so that we can modify it. You can make us a half-finished product now, and we will definitely not be able to change it. Because I I don’t even know which sentence you wrote and which sentence you copied.”

"Although I haven't indicated the source of the citation for the time being, I have marked (in) yellow (colored) all the references to other documents in the paper. There is no such thing as you said 'I don't know which sentence you wrote, which one You copied the sentence." Dong Qiangqiang retorted, "And I don't understand why you are entangled in this problem. I didn't say that I would never do it. I just hope that we can first determine the main content of the text and improve my ability. work efficiency."

Dong Qiangqiang's words were well-founded, Joanna curled her lips and muttered dissatisfiedly: "If we can't change it, you will never get the text. I want to know how you can improve efficiency?"

Dong Qiangqiang didn't like to hear these words. He frowned and said righteously: "If you really don't have time, I can change it myself. After all, your mother tongue is not German."

Hearing "Your native language is not German", Joanna's fair face turned red, and just about to explode, Sophia, who had been listening silently, hurriedly stopped her: "Okay, you two listen to me first .”

Sophia's face is a bit older than her peers, and she is tall, which naturally gives people a sense of self-control, which also makes her voice have an unquestionable sense of obedience. Dong Qiangqiang and Joanna They closed their mouths almost at the same time.

"I understand Dong Qiangqiang's meaning. I can use the vacation to supplement and revise what he wrote, and then send it to him after polishing, so that he can write all the quotations clearly in the revised manuscript, and at the same time prepare the final speech as soon as possible. Of course , he still needs to refine the content of the report and make a PPT to accompany the speech. Can you do this well?" She turned her head and asked Dong Qiangqiang.

"Of course, I have no problem at all." Dong Qiangqiang looked confident, "As soon as I get all the quotations done, I will send them to you as soon as possible. Of course, the PPT of the speech can also be sent together."

"Very good, do you think this is okay?" Sophia turned her face to Joanna again.

Seeing Sophia taking the initiative to take care of everything, Joanna shrugged and went down the slope: "If it's you who changed it, then it must be fine."

In the end, Joanna couldn't wait to leave first, without saying hello to Dong Qiangqiang.It was Sophia who encouraged Dong Qiangqiang, and gave him a small Christmas gift in order to express her gratitude to him for his hard work in writing the thesis.

After bidding farewell to Sophia, Dong Qiangqiang sat alone in front of the huge French window of the library, looking at the bleakness outside the window and fell into a certain depression: just a year ago, he was still running around every day, or berating Fang Qiu, or being too busy Can't be open, so happy, but time has changed, now he only has a small desk the size of a palm in front of his eyes, and he is laughed at by Eastern European women for not being able to speak German.

Although everything is going well so far, he is not as flustered and hesitant as he was when he first entered school, and the almost Puritan-like regular life also makes him have no time to feel lonely, but when a lot of writing questions, reading books and writing reports become daily life He often has a feeling of being completely enveloped by an invisible sense of depression, and sometimes even has a thrilling experience of being out of breath when dreaming back in the middle of the night.

This inexplicable emotion haunts him all the time, even when talking to friends or family, going shopping or taking a short drive to a distant place.

After communicating with Zheng Chunhua, Zheng Chunhua threw him a depression test form for him to fill out.The results showed that Dong Qiangqiang had clinical symptoms of mild depression.

"This is ridiculous," Dong Qiangqiang looked at the watch repeatedly in his hand, and said aggrievedly, "I am healthy, active and sunny, and study hard, so why am I depressed? Besides, I read books to the old lady every day. There is no time to be depressed when cleaning the yard."

"Yes, you are really positive and sunny, study hard, and you don't have symptoms such as emotional instability and easy crying, but..." Zheng Chunhua changed the subject, "Minor depression is not just those, many students' performances are actually just one : The long-term depression caused by the huge contrast."

Dong Qiangqiang was taken aback when he heard it, and tried to refute, but finally swallowed the words back.

Zheng Chunhua said solemnly: "Actually, there is nothing strange about this. Many people are the pride of heaven in China, top students in school, and treasures in the palm of their parents at home. They are definitely not used to it in foreign countries, even if Germany is a developed country. But you still surprised me. I thought you were different from other people before. Your ability to adapt is the strongest among the people I have ever met. Have you ever felt this way in preparatory school before?"

Dong Qiangqiang shook his head: "Hanover is much more lively than here. This place is like... To put it bluntly, a big rural area where birds don't shit."

"Then it's miserable for you," Zheng Chunhua teased with a smile, "You still have to stay in this big rural area for several years, it's not easy for you to graduate like this."

"Then what should we do?" Dong Qiangqiang asked sadly, "Does your watch have any suggestions for patients like me?"

"Of course, experts suggest that for patients with mild depression, they should maintain at least three 10 minutes of physical exercise every day, sweat and detoxify, release more dopamine through exercise, and make themselves feel more happy. At the same time, participate in more group activities , stay alone as little as possible.”

"It's impossible not to be alone. I've always wanted to start a study group and posted on the forum, but no one paid any attention to me."

"Maybe everyone thinks that studying together is inefficient, and it is difficult to synchronize the time. Many people still have to work part-time." Zheng Chunhua analyzed.

"It's exactly what you said. But you really reminded me that you should exercise more."

"As soon as the next semester starts, you can sign up for various sports clubs in the university. It's free and you can meet more people. I guess it's too late to sign up for clubs this semester, but there's a swimming pool at the foot of the mountain. If you can swim, you can go first. Youyou see, if you can persist, you can apply for a monthly card. In addition, you also have a bicycle. Cycling is also a good choice, or you can run, or you can get a motorcycle driver's license. I can introduce you to join the motorcycle club I am in. .”

Dong Qiangqiang lowered his head thoughtfully for a while: "I'll go back to the swimming pool to see how the swimming lanes are. This month, I'll try to run every morning and evening to see the effect."

One day before Christmas Eve, the university was completely deserted.Sitting in the empty classroom, watching the white-haired public law professor on the podium still giving his best to the few students, Dong Qiangqiang suddenly felt a sense of magic and absurdity.

The professor procrastinated the class rarely, and chatted with a limited number of students. Dong Qiangqiang was about to ask the teacher the questions he encountered while brushing the questions, when his mobile phone vibrated suddenly. It was a local landline number that he had never seen before.He pressed the incoming call, but within ten seconds, the phone buzzed and vibrated again. The foreign girl sitting under his seat raised her head and tapped on the back of her chair with a pen, signaling Dong Qiangqiang, "Your phone is ringing."

He had no choice but to take out his mobile phone again, and after connecting it, he lowered his voice and asked in German: "Hello, who is it?"

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Dong Qiangqiang?" The other party spoke very standard German, "I am the police station of Trier Customs, and you have a package with us."

Dong Qiangqiang calculated the date, and it should have been sent by his father. He was a little surprised, why didn't the Deutsche Post but the customs police station call him?He also asked his family to send things when he was in Hannover, but the Hannover customs did not call him. What happened to the police station of this customs?

"Well, can you deliver directly to the address on the package? Or do I have to pick it up?" he asked.

"Please put on your personal valid documents and come to the customs as soon as possible. We have a few questions for you." The other party said in a very official tone.

"Can you ask on the phone?" Dong Qiangqiang asked tentatively, but the other party hung up the phone directly.

His doubts are like colorful soap bubbles, and the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks about it.

(End of this chapter)