To please others? It's better to please yourself.

In June of this year, Deng Xiaoping proposed sending students abroad to study at public expense. This comes at a time of US-Soviet rivalry, deteriorating Sino-Soviet relations, and a period of easing tensions between China and the US.

It's not hard for a smart person to guess that if you're going to study abroad, the United States is the top choice!

Since you're going to the US, speaking English is the most basic requirement, to say the least. And how many English majors don't want to go abroad and see the world?

The news had been circulating quietly behind closed doors for some time now.

If the news about going abroad is true, then it's highly likely that they'll be selected from this year's cohort. Otherwise, how could they expect to rely on the worker-peasant-soldier students from previous cohorts who were recommended for admission?

Many people were in a state of panic, and they were asking around for connections and information.

The final exams are next week, but the atmosphere in the class has become restless.

Squad leader Lao Yang felt that this situation could not continue any longer.

In the afternoon, he spoke candidly in the classroom: "We haven't been notified of the specifics yet. If the country really does select people to go abroad, it will definitely be those with outstanding professional knowledge."

"We mustn't panic right now; we need to stay calm and focus on getting good results in this exam!"

"Anyone who hasn't even received a scholarship certainly doesn't qualify for the selection process!"

Old Yang's words resonated with everyone in the classroom.

"Old Yang is right, we were too impatient!"

"This is just hearsay; there's still a long way to go before any official announcement. Don't panic!"

"I wish I could go to America!"

"Who among us English learners wouldn't want to go?"

"Studying abroad is at most two or three years; without a foundation in English, it's simply not suitable!"

"People from other majors, let alone learning advanced knowledge, would they even be able to communicate with others?"

……

There were few girls in the class, so they all sat together.

Zhao Mingming said hopefully, "Everything else is too far off. Let's focus on mastering our major and getting a scholarship first!"

Zhou Fubao nodded: "Yes, I want a scholarship too!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Jing'an paused in her writing.

On the day of the exam

Xu Jing'an prepared two sets of the things she needed for the exam, making sure nothing was missing before leaving the house.

I habitually gripped the handrail and slowly descended the stairs, nearly missing my footing several times.

As soon as I stepped out of the dormitory building, I saw Zhao Mingming running out in a panic.

Xu Jing'an noticed her unusual expression: "Mingming, what's wrong?"

Zhao Mingming couldn't hold back her tears. "Sister Xu, I don't know what happened just now. I fell from the top bunk and hurt my right hand. Right now, I can't put any force in my hand; it hurts as soon as I hold a pen!"

Xu Jing'an comforted her, "Then you should go to the infirmary quickly. The exam lasts for three days, don't panic!"

Zhao Mingming left with tears in her eyes!

Zhao Mingming wrote all the test questions with her left hand all morning.

Xu Jing'an did not go to the cafeteria to get food at lunchtime.

Ever since Zhou Fubao said he wanted a scholarship, Xu Jing'an has only eaten the food in her own space and put the food she got from the cafeteria into her space.

She didn't even leave the teaching building at noon today, and took out a steamed bun she had brought and ate it.

After finishing the exam in the afternoon, I stepped out of the teaching building and saw that the previously clear sky had suddenly turned dark.

Summer weather is always unpredictable.

Many people, like Xu Jing'an, who were afraid of getting wet in the rain, hurriedly ran back to their dormitories. The wind grew stronger, causing the tree branches to sway wildly and stirring up dust on the ground.

Xu Jing'an had to squint and cover her nose with a handkerchief. Just as she was about to breathe a sigh of relief as she approached the dormitory building, a sudden gust of wind arose and blew even more fiercely.

Xu Jing'an suddenly lost her balance and instinctively took a few steps back.

With a loud "crack," a flowerpot lay silently where she had just been standing. The flowerpot was shattered into pieces!

"Ah—" "Ah—"

Several female classmates were standing not far from Xu Jing'an, and they screamed in fright at the scene.

"Who's so inconsiderate as to leave their flowerpots outside?"

"Are you trying to kill someone?"

Fortunately, those girls were a step too slow, otherwise they would have been finished today.

The hallway was noisy, and the dormitory supervisor quickly came out. Seeing the shattered flowerpot on the ground, and then looking at the several female colleagues beside him whose faces had turned pale, he noticed...

The administrator, Sister Jia, was also terrified. She's 46 years old and will retire in a few years.

What if something unexpected happens during this time, and someone dies? Wouldn't all those decades of hard work have been for nothing?

"I've emphasized it countless times: nothing is allowed outside the window. But they never listen!"

She turned around and stormed upstairs to settle accounts with the person in question.

The next day, a notice was posted at the entrance of the building because of this incident: No one is allowed to put anything outside the window!

Anyone who violates this rule will be publicly criticized and have their academic credits deducted!

Those who cause serious consequences will receive a severe warning; other penalties are pending.

Anyone who causes injury or death, or whose situation is serious, will be expelled from the school!

That evening, the third-year female student who grew flowers upstairs carried her things and apologized to each of the frightened female students.

"Comrade, I'm so sorry to have startled you. It was my fault. Please don't mind the little thing." The other person was very humble, bowing and apologizing as he spoke.

Xu Jing'an quickly reached out to stop her, saying, "It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

"You're a junior in college. Logically, I should call you 'senior.' But since I'm almost 30, I'll just call you 'comrade.'"

"I appreciate your apology. Go back now!"

With so many people around, it wasn't good to say anything harsh. But Xu Jing'an also didn't want to force herself to say anything nice. After all, she was the one who almost lost her life!

Once this process is complete, everyone can return to their places and do what they were supposed to do!

On the afternoon of the second day of the exam, not long after the start of the session, people began to experience stomach aches and had to go to the toilet.

Some people gritted their teeth and insisted on finishing before leaving, which compromised their accuracy. Others simply couldn't hold on any longer and had to hand in their papers early.

On the third day of the exam, I arrived at the exam hall safely. However, while I was answering the questions, my pen suddenly stopped writing.

Xu Jing'an took out a spare pen and continued writing, immediately hearing several classmates gasp. She went through nine different pens before finally finishing the exam.

When the time came, Old Yang shouted, "I only brought two pens, and they both broke. I had to borrow the teacher's pen to write!"

"Be grateful! My pen broke too, the ink's running out, I haven't even finished writing yet~"

At noon, Xu Jing'an was hunched over the table counting the number of people, and Zhou Fubao happened to be the last scholarship recipient.

Sure enough, the afternoon went smoothly without any unexpected incidents!

……

That night, Xu Jing'an lay in bed, thinking about Zhou Fubao's lucky streak.

After careful consideration, it can be concluded that the novel in which Zhou Fubao is located is not only a period drama about family life, but also belongs to the fantasy genre.

Zhou Fubao is no longer the typical sweet romance novel heroine. She can bring enormous benefits to those around her, but she can also bring continuous danger.

This only takes her a moment to think about it, and she can accomplish it.

Danger no longer belongs to the physical realm; it also belongs to the metaphysical realm!