Sorry, My Beloved Is The Motherland - Chapter 14.2 - Shocking The Examiners Is Better Than Dating

To be honest, she hadn’t really had the chance to fully enjoy being the top student in Tula Gaqi.

The important rule of boasting—never boast to someone who truly doesn’t understand.

In the eyes of the folks in Tula Gaqi, Ning Fu was already considered exceptionally smart, and the term “college student” was like a fantastical concept to them. Even if she solved the Goldbach Conjecture in five minutes, it wouldn’t be as impressive to them as digging up a row of potatoes in five minutes.

Ning Fu gave the invigilator a sly, slightly smug smile.

After all, they didn’t know her name, and she had once again managed to boast while keeping her true capabilities hidden.

Zhu Peiqing, the leading figure in China’s missile launch research, later recalled his proud protégé in his autobiography.

He wrote, “Our first meeting was far from pleasant, but it left a deep impression on me. As a young girl, she seemed to possess a profound rebellious spirit, to the extent that I initially regarded her as an arrogant, immature, and only slightly talented young person.

However, after our fateful reunion, she made me realize that none of my initial judgments about her were accurate.

What appeared to be her effortless confidence was actually the result of her utmost effort. She was an interesting and lovable girl, and at the same time, the most steadfast and loyal warrior of the Republic. She harbored a profound, irreplaceable love for her country.

And she was not just somewhat talented.

She was a genius.”

The anecdotes of the first meeting between this young and legendary genius scientist and her mentor, along with her college entrance exam papers from that year, were unearthed, drawing countless eyes.

Her perfect score in the science subjects was already enough to astonish everyone, and Professor Zhu Peiqing’s evaluation of this young genius was not only confirmed by her math and science exam papers.

The 1977 Chinese college entrance exam essay topics were: 1. In the Boiling Days; 2. On Youth. Choose one to answer.

Ning Fu chose the first topic.

She concluded her essay with a quote:

“If we choose the profession that can best serve the people and realize human happiness, the heavy burden will not crush us, because it is a sacrifice for the masses. We will not enjoy the pitiful, limited, selfish pleasures; our happiness will belong to the millions of people.”

As for the second topic, many said she had already answered it.

—In that letter where she decided to forgo returning to the city, decided to take the college entrance exam, and decided to dedicate all her extraordinary talents to her country first.

At that time, she was not yet nineteen.

What seemed like grandiose words from a young person, she accomplished all of them.

Bearing witness to her achievements were not only the passage of time but also the annals of history. Her name was forever engraved on the nation’s sharpest blade.

To her beloved country, she was as good as her word.

Just as she left the exam hall, Ning Fu was heavily bumped into. She turned to look and saw it was Liang Huixue, her face streaked with tears.

The girl’s expression was one of overwhelming sadness. Typically, in such situations, there would be a male protagonist within fifty meters behind her, chasing after her while shouting, “Listen to me!”

Ning Fu glanced behind Liang Huixue and met the deep, brooding gaze of Gao Han.

Strangely, he wasn’t chasing after the already distant Liang Huixue.

Ning Fu had no intention of getting involved in their emotional entanglement or whatever unexpected twist had occurred. She looked around, found Cui Guofu and Du Qingquan, and prepared to head directly to the county’s bus station.

Their budget was quite limited, and staying at the guesthouse and eating out every day was a significant expense.

So, everyone planned to return to Tula Gaqi immediately after the exams (Ning Fu made a detour to the supply and marketing cooperative, but the gold-embossed plum blossom soap was out of stock, much to her dismay).

After finally squeezing through the crowd, Gao Han had somehow managed to catch up.

Under Du Qingquan’s wary gaze and Cui Guofu’s gossiping eyes, Gao Han directly grabbed Ning Fu.

“Comrade Xiao Ning, can you wait a moment? I have something to say to you—”

“Talk while we walk,” Ning Fu said decisively.

Then she shook off Gao Han’s hand and walked straight ahead.

Du Qingquan and Cui Guofu, like two guardian deities, followed closely on either side of her.

They had all heard about Ning Fu’s various pursuits of Gao Han—giving him books, candies, and cookies, knitting scarves and gloves, even going to the boys’ dormitory to call Gao Han out for a walk, and so on.

But for some reason, despite the reversal of roles, they didn’t find the situation strange at all.

Instead, they looked at Gao Han with disdain.

—Where had the aloofness of the reputed great talent of Tula Gaqi gone?

As a result, Gao Han never found the opportunity to say what he wanted to Ning Fu.

Even when they all squeezed onto the bus back to Tula Gaqi, Cui Guofu and Du Qingquan continued to flank Ning Fu on either side, effectively isolating Gao Han, who ended up sitting across from her.

His gaze fell on Ning Fu’s hands—slender, fair, and quietly resting on her lap.

Gao Han’s heart began to race.

The scene was so similar to when they had come to the county. The only difference was that he had been with Liang Huixue then, but now… now…

“Xiao Ning, I’ve made up my mind. Let’s be together.”

Gao Han said with a determined expression.