Wang Yige is still hesitating when choosing Tsinghua University or Peking University. When this decision is difficult, Wang Yige still wants to talk to Teacher Lin Ping. His parents are both rough people from the mountains and do not have much culture, so they can not provide much help to him on this. Now among the trustworthy people, Teacher Lin Ping can provide him with valuable reference opinions.

When he heard Wang Yige want to talk to Lin Ping alone, the admissions teachers from Tsinghua and Peking University looked at Lin Ping. Both teachers knew that at this moment, the top scorer in the college entrance examination in front of him chose to talk to his teacher Lin Ping alone. It means that Lin Ping's suggestions will have a great possibility to influence Wang Yige's choice, and even if the words of this teacher Lin would determine Wang Yige's choice.

Therefore, Wei Zhouguang, the leader of the Tsinghua admissions group, and He Xinyu, the leader of the Peking University admissions group, both gave Lin Ping a wink, and both of them had a sentence in their eyes: Let you, a student, come to our school.

The office door was closed, leaving only Lin Ping and Wang Yige, the teachers and students.

In an instant, it became quiet.

"Why, is Tsinghua University or Peking University a very difficult choice?" Lin Ping asked jokingly, "It would be great if he could go to Tsinghua University and Peking University at the same time, but this kind of thing is impossible. You can't have both fish and bear's paws. You always have to make a choice. Come, one square, tell the teacher what you think."

Wang Yige looked out the window, pondered for a while and said, "Teacher, you know, I wanted to choose Tsinghua University at the beginning, so I went to participate in Tsinghua's independent enrollment."

Lin Ping nodded and replied: "Yes."

"Do you know why I want to choose Tsinghua University? Teacher Lin." Wang Yige turned his head and looked at Lin Ping, his clear eyes contained unconcealed sadness.

Lin Ping paused for a moment and replied, "Because of your grandfather?"

Wang Yige was slightly stunned for a moment, then nodded with a dim look: "Yes, my grandfather used to tell me to study hard and get into Tsinghua University in the future. Before he passed away, he told me in the ward that I would take the exam well and strive to get into Tsinghua University. In my grandfather's heart, Tsinghua is the best school."

Wang Yige's grandfather is a typical mountain village old man. He has a lack of understanding of external information and is a bit stubborn and conservative. He often stays in the ideas of the idea of ​​a few years ago or even in the last era. Wang Yige's grandfather used to not know who he heard that Tsinghua University is very powerful, and since then he has always talked about Tsinghua University every day. He does not understand what major, discipline, and department. From his cognitive level and degree, Tsinghua University is the best university in the world. Moreover, the name "Tsinghua" is deeply rooted in the heart of Grandpa Wang Yige. Although Wang Yige does not have much culture, in his words, the two "Tsinghua" are pronounced easily and sounds good. This name has a very cultural heritage when it sounds.

Influenced by his grandfather and since childhood, Wang Yige also likes Tsinghua University very much.

"But I like mathematics very much. When the teacher at Peking University told me about the comparison of the strengths of Peking University mathematics and Tsinghua mathematics, I began to hesitate." Wang Yige was a little guilty in his words, as if he felt guilty for his shake.

Tsinghua University is my grandfather’s last wish and has also planted seeds deep in Wang Yige’s heart. However, mathematics is his own interest. Peking University has better mathematical strength. Perhaps there, Wang Yige can obtain better mathematical knowledge and get to know more like-minded geniuses. Perhaps, for Wang Yige, choosing Tsinghua University or Peking University is the choice of love and talent.

After hearing this, Lin Ping smiled and sighed: "Yige, the teacher really envys you. You can be troubled by such a choice. There are only a few people in this world who can have such troubles."

Wang Yige frowned and said, "Teacher Lin, don't joke with me. I really can't make up my mind, especially the left and right sentences of Tsinghua University, which makes me even more confused. I wish I could divide myself into two halves, half to Tsinghua University, and half to Peking University."

Lin Ping gently patted Wang Yige on the shoulder: "Do you think grandpa's last wish and your love for Tsinghua University are enough to make up for the gap between Tsinghua and Peking University in mathematics?"

Wang Yige fell into thinking.

"In this way, I will ask you simply," Lin Ping said, "Ask yourself deep down and think about it carefully. If you choose Tsinghua University, you will regret not going to Peking University even more, or if you choose Peking University, you will regret not going to Tsinghua University even more."

Wang Yige looked out the window and pondered for a long time. He felt that his eyes saw the cemetery halfway up the mountain through the window, and saw the brand new grave of grandpa, and then his eyes passed through the grave and returned to the day when he went to the hospital to visit his grandpa before the college entrance examination. The grandpa's eyes on the hospital bed were full of kindness and expectations for him; then his eyes returned to every time he had been staying in the bitter mountain with his grandparents since childhood. At that time, he and grandpa were sitting on the rocks on the mountainside, grandpa smoking a dry tobacco, he dragged his cheeks, and the grandpa and grandpa looked at the sky in the distance, as if watching the whole world.

After a while, Wang Yige's eyes were filled with tears. He closed his eyes and wiped the gap with his fingers, twitched his nose that was blocked and said, "I'll choose Tsinghua University."

"Have you thought about it?" Lin Ping asked.

Wang Yige nodded: "Well, I've decided to choose Tsinghua University."

Lin Ping didn't say anything more, but just smiled and said, "Then go out and say sorry to the teachers at Peking University."

"Yes." Wang Yige nodded again.

Many years later, Wang Yige, who was studying abroad, recalled this familiar scene.

English dialogue:

"Wang, do you really want to give up everything here and return to China?"

“Yes, professor.”

"That's really a pity. I feel sorry for this. You must know that the school has been granted the title of associate professor. With your level, it will only take a few years to become a professor. Being able to stay in this school to teach will be of great help to your academic performance. China... China's math level is much worse than here. If you go back, it will delay your academic performance."

"Thank you, professor, but I want to go back. I'm back. China's math level may improve a little bit."

The professor was silent for a while, smiled and said in English: "Okay, Wang, I really hope we can continue to cooperate in the future. I really like the hard work and diligence of your Chinese students. You are not the smartest, but there is a saying in your Chinese: 'God rewards hard work'. I think it is suitable to describe you. May the Lord bless you."

Wang Yige humbly replied in English: "Thank you, professor, I will always be your student. Even if I return to China, I hope to always maintain academic and emotional contact with you. I will come to see you often."

Faced with better treatment, more comfortable environment, and most importantly, better academic atmosphere and academic strength, Wang Yige chose to return to China after studying abroad. He had a lot of disconnection with his motherland, and he could not bear to leave contact and feelings, and he had a lot of concerns.

Back to the present.

Wang Yige pushed open the door and walked out. All eyes outside were gathered on him. He looked around everyone with his still wet eyes, and then bowed slightly to the teachers at Peking University: "Sorry."
Chapter completed!