After receiving the rejection letter, Zhang Lijun was completely afraid to go out in recent days.
When neighbors pass by, they always raise their voices and ask, "Old Zhang, did your Lijun get into Jianda?"
The old man Zhang quickly pulled out a stiff smile and waved his hands awkwardly: "I'm still waiting for the news, it's coming soon."
"Didn't you say that when you received the notice, you would invite everyone to a running water table? We will remember all of this for you!" Neighbors laughed and joked.
The old man Zhang felt bitter in his heart, but his mouth was full of promise. If the grandson didn't pass the test in the end, it would be a shame and lost to the grandmother's house.
The pressure on Mr. Zhang is so great, let alone Zhang Lijun, the party involved? These few days, he has been on pins and needles, sleepless all night, and a young man who was very energetic has lost weight visibly.
His parents saw it in their eyes, anxious in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do.
The more desperate people are, the more they will pin their hopes on ghosts and gods. Somehow, they desperately longed for Zhuang Li to be a master with real ability, and the bright road he meant must be a smooth one.
"If you can pass the test, Zhuang Li has already said that as long as you follow his instructions, you will definitely pass the test." Mr. Zhang could only use this sentence to comfort his grandson.
After waiting in extreme anxiety for almost a week, Zhang Lijun finally received a reply from the school and Professor Norton.
"Rejected." He seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and suddenly collapsed on the desk. Before he had time to take off his glasses, the tears could not stop flowing.
This is the first time he has cried because of his academic problems, and there is even a hint of despair in his extremely disappointed expression.
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were all stunned, each paler than the other.
Mr. Zhang murmured: "No way! Didn't Zhuang Li say that if you submit your paper to that Professor Norton, you will definitely be admitted? He patted his chest and assured me!"
"If you don't pass the test, you don't pass the test. Zhuang Li is not an immortal. What can he decide? Can he hold Professor Norton's head and let others sign the admission notice?" All the negative emotions of Zhang Lijun were at this time. It erupted at the moment.
He smashed the mouse, threw the keyboard, gasping for breath.
The old man Zhang also got angry, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked: "What are you stalking me about? Ah? What are you stalking me about? You kid never let anyone say a word since he was a child! I only ask you because I care about you, you What's the tantrum?"
Zhang Lijun looked at his grandfather's angry face full of sadness, and finally slowly regained his sense. He lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper at you. I'll ask Dr. Norton why he didn't accept me. Now that I've asked clearly, I'll have a direction for my efforts."
He picked up his mouse and keyboard and sent Dr. Norton an email asking what went wrong with his paper.
Dr. Norton turned out to be online and pointed him out a lot at once. His conditions for recruiting graduate students this year seem to be harsher than in previous years.
Zhang Lijun looked at these replies, and gradually became convinced. He did not expect that the thesis he wrote for more than half a year would have so many problems in the eyes of his supervisor. It seems that he really needs to work harder.
[Thank you for your guidance, I-]
Before he could finish writing a sentence, Zhang Lijun's hand that kept tapping the keyboard stopped. For some reason, he suddenly remembered Zhuang Li's "bright road", thought about it, and finally added tentatively: [I was also rejected by Professor Wilson before, maybe my knowledge is still in your opinion. Very superficial, I will continue...]
After the email was sent, Zhang Lijun took off his glasses and leaned back in his chair, crying silently.
This is the end of the first setback in my life. To be honest, it was really uncomfortable, like being repeatedly grabbed from the ground by a monster, thrown into the sky, and smashed to the ground, smashing all the bones of the body. It is a pain in which self-esteem and self-confidence have been completely destroyed, but cannot be rebuilt.
He closed his eyes, pinched the root of his nose, and sighed helplessly.
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother came up to hug him in turn.
Mr. Zhang sat on the side with a long sigh: "Hey, feudal superstition kills people! I will never believe in fortune-telling in the future. Fortunately, I didn't give Zhuang money. Junjun, you are right, we have to rely on ourselves for everything. It doesn't work this time, keep fighting next time!"
Zhang Lijun nodded with his eyes closed, and tears burst out again.
At this moment, the computer ding-dong sounded, and a new email was sent.
Zhang Lijun quickly wiped away his tears, put on his glasses, and looked at the specific content of the email through a layer of mist that still hadn't evaporated in his eyes, and then his mouth slowly opened.
"Fuck!" For the first time in his life, he scolded a dirty word in front of his parents and grandpa.
But he really couldn't bear it!
"Fuck, why?" He pinched the two locks of hair on his forehead tightly, and his glasses were bigger than copper bells.
Seeing his crazy appearance, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were frightened, and Zhang's father was also nervous.
"What's wrong with you Junjun?" The three quickly asked.
"I, I was accepted by Professor Norton again!" Zhang Lijun didn't take it in one breath, his cheeks turned purple: "I was accepted by Niu University!"
"What's the matter? Wasn't it rejected just now?" Mom and Dad Zhang were surprised and couldn't believe it. The expressions on their faces were like crying and laughing, which seemed very strange.
Zhang Lijun said in a trembling voice, "Grandpa, I probably know what's going on. Don't scold me when I say it. I didn't do what Zhuang Li taught before, and I didn't tell Professor Norton that I was rejected by Professor Wilson. So Professor Norton didn't accept me. I explained it clearly when I replied to his email just now, and Professor Norton said that he would admit me by exception! Grandpa, my brain is not enough! What do you think is going on? Zhuang Why is Li’s words so eloquent? I don’t do what he says, and I have no hope at all; I do what he says, and I can re-record it after I’ve been brushed down. What the hell is going on?”
Zhang Lijun scratched his scalp frantically, feeling that his head could no longer turn.
This is completely beyond the scope of what science can explain.
fuck! He couldn't help swearing again! What kind of fairy is Zhuang Li? How does what he says work so well
Mr. Zhang's mouth was wide open, and he also had an unbelievable expression.
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother both let out a low cry. If they hadn't experienced such a miracle, they wouldn't believe it if they were beaten to death!
It is too terrifying to reverse the fate of someone else's life in one sentence!
Thinking of the various ridicules and doubts he had given to Zhuang Li before, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother suddenly felt a burning pain in his cheeks. Zhuang Li is indeed not a human being, he has become an immortal!
Mr. Zhang was stunned for a while before clapping his hands fiercely, and said loudly, "Liao Qi and his son were really counted dead by Zhuang Li! It wasn't that a blind cat met a dead mouse, it was he who figured it out! Do you believe it now? Are you saying I'm superstitious? If I hadn't taken Junjun to Master Zhuang's place, Junjun wouldn't even be able to study this time!"
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this matter was too miraculous, and his decision was too wise and miraculous, and a turbulent emotion could not help pouring out of his chest.
This is enough for him to blow it all his life!
Zhang Lijun, who witnessed a miracle with his own eyes, could only remain silent. His high IQ simply cannot explain the mystery of this matter.
I don't know what to think, the old man Zhang said anxiously: "It's not good! Master Zhuang showed us the way, we didn't give him money for fortune telling when we left, and he drove all his guests away! It's over, it's over. It's so disrespectful!"
Old Man Zhang slapped his thigh with a pale face, like the sky was falling.
Only then did Zhang Lijun remember what he had done that day, and he immediately showed an embarrassed look.
Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were more anxious than the old man. They hurriedly turned out all the cash at home, sealed them with red envelopes, and picked out a lot of valuable gifts, and hurriedly said: "Let's go, let's go and apologize to Master Zhuang!"
The family hurriedly knocked on Zhuang Li's door, explaining their intention, with a sincere expression on their faces.
Even Zhang Lijun, who believes in science, hides a bit of surprise and fear in his eyes.
Naturally, Zhuang Li would not care about such trivial matters, so he generously accepted the cash and gifts.
Seeing his attitude is so refreshing, the Zhang family became more and more embarrassed and flushed.
People really can't help but believe in evil!
Before leaving, Zhang Lijun finally couldn't hold back, and asked the question he desperately wanted to know: "Why do I have to be admitted after listening to you?"
Zhuang Li leaned back in his chair and asked casually, "Do you have a photo of that Professor Wilson?"
"I have." Zhang Lijun quickly took out his mobile phone and found a photo from the Internet.
Zhuang Li looked at the person in the photo and said, "Guess what I saw in him?"
"What did you see?" Zhang Lijun quickly asked.
"I saw his light disappear. He can't even illuminate himself, so how can he illuminate others?" Zhuang Li shook his head and sighed.
"What light? What light?" Zhang Lijun became more and more confused.
"You will know later." Zhuang Li waved his hand and warned cautiously, "Remember, if you want to go further on the road of scientific research, you must not lose this light."
Zhang Lijun turned his head and left the fortune-telling hall three by one. When he got home, he locked himself in the bedroom and kept pondering what Zhuang Li said. He didn't understand what exactly Professor Wilson lost, until three days later, he saw the resignation statement issued by this person and the letter of apology for abandoning the M theory through the Internet.
He had given up on his beliefs.
It was so!
The light in Zhuang Li's mouth turned out to be a scientist's unremitting pursuit and exploration of the idea he believed in, and it was the core force for them to keep marching into the unknown.
Without this power, a scientist no longer deserves to be called a scientist.
The spirit of science is the spirit of continuous exploration.
Without the light of Giordano Bruno, mankind would not know that the sun is the center of this tiny galaxy; without the light of Ceco Dascoli, mankind would not know that the earth is round. They radiated scientific and rational light in the burning fire, illuminating the road of exploration for a generation with their lives.
In their day, the theories they put forward seemed to everyone to be a big lie.
So who can know whether a theory that cannot be verified for the time being is right or wrong
Even if it is wrong, as long as you don't lose this belief, you will be able to return to the right path under its light.
Science is exploration!
Zhang Lijun put down his phone and let out a long breath.
Under the emotional agitation, he wrote all his thoughts in an email and sent it to Professor Norton. He didn't want to get any reply, he just wanted to express his philosophy.
However, Dr. Norton sent him a long letter, expounding the truth that he accepted Zhang Lijun because he was angry with Wilson, and finally sighed sincerely: [I originally regretted my unprofessionalism and impulsiveness, but I now understand how the right decision to admit you was. Although you still have a lot of shortcomings, your spirit is enough to support you to go far. I admire your dedication to science and look forward to your arrival.]
Seeing this, Zhang Lijun covered his slightly red eyes, and finally smiled very easily.
It turned out that Zhuang Li asked himself to add that sentence, the secret is here. He had no way of knowing the personal feud between Professor Wilson and Professor Norton. So he really saw the future.
He saw the fading light on Professor Wilson, and he warned himself not to lose it.
On the surface he seems to be a fortune teller, but deep down he is a scientist or a philosopher, right
This guy is really amazing.
Zhang Lijun was once again amazed by this adventure. And his parents and grandfather have traveled all over the village, preaching the amazing deeds of Master Zhuang over and over again.
Therefore, that night, Zhuang Li was caught by Zhang Fuhai, who climbed the wall and broke into his house, holding a knife to his throat.
"Master Zhuang, I heard that you are a magician, can you figure out where Zhang Yanyan is hiding?" Zhang Fuhai, covered in blood, threatened in a low voice, "If you don't tell me, I will cut your neck!"
7480: "Oh! Master, you don't seem to think that you will have a catastrophe tonight!"
Zhuang Li: "..." Is this the time to gloat