Chapter 27: It’s useless to sharpen your weapon in battle.
Jiang Xianyun and He Zhonghan finally came back before dinner, and brought back a dinner from the campus cafeteria to An Yi. The brothers also went out to get food one after another, and soon gathered again under the shade of the tree in front of the barracks, eating with An Yi.
Yi was chatting, and everyone was discussing enthusiastically the time and difficulty of the fourth-term exam, and thinking about how to help their little brother with cramming.
Jiang Xianyun and Jiang Xianyun did not reveal the news that An Yi was assigned to the engineering and military department at the meeting. Although An Yi still had to take essential examinations with students from all over the country, An Yi's achievements and the good legacy he left to the superiors
The impression is there, as long as you don't hand in the blank paper, it is a sure thing to get admitted. Jiang Xianyun and the two are worried that most of their group came from infantry. When chatting, An Yi was very familiar with the various teaching methods and learning methods of infantry.
I am very interested in the subject, and I obviously hope to enter the infantry major. If I tell An Yi the truth at this time, it is hard to say whether this young guy who looks easy-going but has a strong self-esteem will resist it, or simply quit. I really don’t know.
What stupid decisions will be made?
After dinner, Hu Zongnan and others returned to their company to lead the troops. The remaining dozen brothers sat in a circle under the tree. Jiang Xianyun asked An Yi for his opinion:
"Xiao Yi, starting from this period, the military academy has been renamed the Central Military and Political School. After discussion, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party unanimously agreed to expand the number of students. Therefore, many people came from all provinces to take the exam, and the time was correspondingly extended. Registration will begin at the end of June.
On the 15th of this month, three batches of students have taken physical examinations and the admission results were announced. Those who were admitted have also entered the school's enlisted student team to start training. The fourth batch of registration work has ended, and the exam is scheduled for the 21st of this month.
Candidates from all over the country must complete the physical examination and receive their admission tickets on the 20th. Today is August 19th. I guess you have no time to prepare. We have decided to let you take the fifth batch of physical examinations in early September. Therefore, in this short period of 12th and 3rd,
You can live here for the rest of the day. You will go out with Lao Zeng and the others every morning for exercises, and start tutoring after breakfast. We will discuss scheduling a class later, and strive to provide uninterrupted tutoring for your cultural classes. No matter what, we will definitely
I have to pass the exam."
All the brothers expressed their great help, and rushed here to help An Yi whenever they had time. Various encouragements and comforts came one after another, and they all came together in one sentence - you must pass the exam no matter what!
An Yi smiled gratefully at everyone, thought for a while and asked Jiang Xianyun in a low voice: "Boss, are the exams for this period still the same as before?"
"The subjects of Chinese, Politics, History and Geography, Physics and Chemistry, and Mathematics have not changed. Starting from this period, there is an additional foreign language. But you can rest assured that the foreign language test scores in this period will not have much impact on the overall score. After all, this period
Among the candidates, many children of workers and peasants do not have the opportunity to learn foreign languages. The next semester has not yet been decided. You are so smart, I believe you will be fine after more than ten days of surprise study."
Jiang Xianyun encouraged loudly, but there was a lot of regret in his heart. His little brother was good at everything, but he was worried about his calligraphy. However, he had to use a calligraphy pen for the Chinese language exam, which would probably be a challenge then.
An Yi thought for a moment and asked again: "Who can lend me the guidance books for the exam? I won't have any confidence if I don't read them."
"I have it. I'll get it for you later."
"There are too many. Everyone keeps them. If they pile up, they will crush you."
The brothers answered all at once, bursting into bursts of cheerful laughter from time to time.
"My set is still there and relatively complete. I will report to the Fourth Army in a few days. If there is no use in leaving it, I will give it to you. Xiaoyi is waiting!" 24-year-old Xu Jishen ran happily.
After returning to the barracks, he soon took out a dozen books and placed them on the stool in front of An Yi.
At this time, An Yi didn't know that this strong and loyal elder brother who always smiled at him was a member of the Communist Party, and he didn't know that today's meeting was the last time the two of them met.
An Yi saw a stack of books, some of which were about algebraic geometry. He picked it up, flipped through it for a while and then put it down. He closed a book on Physics and Chemistry after reading the table of contents and put it aside. In less than five minutes, he read it like a quick glance, leaving only
Three Chinese books, one history and one geography book, he cheerfully said to Jiang Xianyun and He Zhonghan who were closest to him:
"These books are exactly what I need. My brain is very slow and very scientific. I still have some impressions of major historical events, but I have no memory of many historical figures and the time when historical events took place. When I was a child, my family was poor and I never traveled far.
, let alone remembering so many place names, I will finish reading these few books tonight. You know, it’s useless if you sharpen your weapon in the face of battle. It’s okay to be brave, haha...Brothers, I want to ask you a favor."
Jiang Xianyun and others were very surprised to see An Yi's performance. They didn't know what this guy who always kept everyone guessing was up to. The way he flipped through books so quickly seemed to be no different from an illiterate who saw books for the first time. They couldn't help but feel solemn in their hearts.
I was so worried that I felt frightened when I heard that he wanted to ask for something.
He Zhonghan sighed: "Let's talk, Xiaoyi, it doesn't matter. If you feel that you need more time to study, let's temporarily give up this exam. I believe that as long as you are willing to study, you will be able to pass the next exam."
"Lao He, what are you talking nonsense about? Haha... I understand, so why is my little brother so unbearable in the eyes of all the elder brothers?" An Yi looked around at the disappointed and worried elders, put down the book and said loudly: "Big brothers, listen,
I have to be awesome today. What I want to ask you is, can you find a way for me to sign up for tomorrow's physical examination? This way I can catch up with the exam the day after tomorrow, otherwise I will have to wait for more than ten days and have to suffer from illness.
You can’t come.”
"What did you say?"
He Zhonghan was taken aback. He looked at the surprised brothers for a long time. He turned to An Yi and said solemnly: "Xiao Yi, this is not a joke. You can do whatever you like. Big Brother is up to you, but being so serious has a bearing on the future."
, things related to reputation, Xiaoyi, you must not be the slightest bit arrogant..."
"stop!"
An Yi knew the true thoughts of He Zhonghan and his brothers, and the arrogance in his bones burst out unconsciously. After thinking about it, he picked up a tile, squatted down, cleaned the ground in three strokes, and quickly drew a three-dimensional pyramid plus
After drawing several lines, the brothers all gathered around to watch carefully. They were surprised to see that he could draw such exquisite three-dimensional figures without measuring tools. Their interest was greatly increased and they all wanted to know what the little brother would do next.
An Yi wrote down a few sets of numbers and raised his head: "Boss, I assume that this vertebral body is made of steel with a density of 7.8. Here are three numbers such as the base angle and the arc length. If any big brother
If he can calculate the weight of this vertebral body in ten minutes, I will invite him to the Yuexiang Pavilion to drink for three days!"
Everyone's interest increased greatly when they heard it. After taking a closer look, they were all at a loss. Zeng Kuanqing, the best in mathematics, squatted down and wrote and drew for two minutes before giving up: "Xiao Yi, this is too difficult. You combine functions, equations, circle calculations and
There are so many difficult points in the specific gravity product. If you can calculate it in one hour, not to mention ten minutes, it would be pretty good. I don’t think I am at this level.”
"Grandma, Xiaoyi, you didn't get it from somewhere and deliberately tortured us, right?" Du Yuming asked.
An Yi laughed, lowered his head and quickly wrote down the calculation steps one by one on the ground. It only took him six minutes to stand up and throw away the tiles, and clapped his hands proudly: "The final result is seventy-two kilograms! Those who don't believe it
You can use a pen to copy down the entire content on the ground and verify it yourself. If I make a mistake in my calculation, I am willing to lose ten oceans!"
Everyone looked at the ground in disbelief, then at the triumphant An Yi, Jiang Xianyun, He Zhonghan, Du Yuming, and Zeng Kuangqing, who looked at each other in disbelief for a while and were speechless. Unexpectedly, An Yi got excited again: "I know you guys.
I’m worried that my brother’s calligraphy is not good, that’s okay! If you are interested, I will have the guts to show off my embarrassment in front of all the elder brothers today, just to attract others, haha...”
Jiang Xianyun raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "The pen and ink are waiting for you! Today we want to see how much ink this guy has in his stomach!"
A simple writing table was carried out, and the two bosses quickly spread it with white paper and waited for An Yi. However, An Yi put on the appearance of an old Beijing opera student, slowly raised his right hand and shook his sleeve as if it was a gesture, pinching.
He used his orchid finger to dig at the top of his head with the tip of his little finger, pointed his chin at Zeng Kuai, and shook his head like a drama: "Xiao Zeng, when are you going to wait until you are ready to sharpen your ink?"
Zeng Kuanqing kicked An Yi on the butt: "Grandma! How dare you open a dyeing workshop if you give me some color? If you keep going, I'll beat you up!"
Everyone laughed. An Yi shook his head in frustration and muttered a few words. He smiled apologetically at Xu Jishen who stepped forward to open the ink bottle and said, "Thank you, Lao Xu. You are still kind-hearted and know that you feel sorry for my little brother."
Everyone laughed again, and An Yi stopped joking. He stood up straight, picked up the pen and dipped it in thick ink. He gently scratched the mouth of the bottle twice with the tip of the wolf brush. After thinking about it for a while, he wrote: "Everyone is on the battlefield first.
Those who wait for the enemy are idle, and those who are behind the battlefield and rush to fight are tired. Therefore, those who are good at fighting will cause others but not harm them."
A beautiful piece of thin gold calligraphy appeared on the paper in full view of everyone. An Yi, who was still not satisfied, wrote a neat row of small regular script inscriptions in the lower left corner: An Yi graffitied in Huangpu in the early autumn of the 14th year of the Republic of China.
"How's it going, bosses? If I go to take the exam, I can pass it... What's going on? Why are you all staring at me? Isn't it because there was too little food for dinner today, and you are malicious?"
An Yi pretended to be surprised and looked at this and that, but his heart was so beautiful that he thought, Grandma, would you still dare to look at me?
Zeng Kuanqing yelled, "I'll strangle you to death, you little liar." The brothers came to their senses and swarmed forward, scolding and scolding one after another. Poor Comrade An Yi was pinned down on the sand by five or six strong bodies, screaming like a pig.
, someone yelled, "Lift him up and smash his little butt." An Yi's limbs were immediately clasped by countless big hands, and he was pulled up in the air. No matter how he argued or begged for mercy, no one paid attention. His poor buttocks were moaning neatly.
The sound of the trumpet hit the ground again and again, and the pitiful wailing was drowned out by the sound of the trumpet.
Jiang Xianyun picked up An Yi's calligraphy of "Sun Tzu's Art of War: Virtual and Real Chapter" and sighed loudly: "I know both calligraphy and the art of war. I don't know how many things this guy is hiding from us... Junshan, let's talk to Director Shao later."
Director Shao will not refuse to agree, and then take a leave to accompany Xiaoyi to sign up for a physical examination."
He Zhonghan nodded and said with some annoyance: "I will never let this kid sleep tonight. I have to take out his intestines and stomach and see them all before he can satisfy his hatred. If he doesn't tell the truth, I will be tortured in the hall at night...