Chapter 27 Why not eat minced meat?
Not enough points, but make up for it with talent?
The lieutenant colonel was stunned.

Then he looked at Jiang Chen seriously and asked, "Are you serious?"

Simultaneously.

His opinion of Jiang Chen suddenly dropped several points.

Hi!
I thought he was mature at such a young age.

I didn't expect that maturity and stability were all pretended.

He is still a very naive young man at heart.

I actually fantasized about using my talent to make up for my college entrance examination scores.

Ha ha!

If college entrance examination scores can be made up so easily, what does your little bit of talent matter?
You know, power is much more practical than talent.

Jiang Chen raised his head.

Meeting the lieutenant colonel's slightly scrutinizing gaze.

He smiled slightly and said, "Do you think I'm serious?"

The lieutenant colonel was stumped by the question.

He frowned slightly, looked at Jiang Chen and asked, "How do I know if you are serious? Boy, should I ask you or you ask me?"

"As soon as you came here, you tried to use the college entrance examination scores to hit me and let me know such a bloody fact. What can I do?" Jiang Chen shrugged helplessly and continued, "I can only try to have fun in the midst of suffering."

"Can I still answer you with tears in my eyes? I also know that the probability of me getting into the Air Force University is not high."

"Yeah, I know what you said is true, but so what? So should I just give up?"

"You're not the only one who has said this. Before I came to Chengdu, my head teacher also advised me tactfully. Do you know how I answered him?"

The lieutenant colonel replied subconsciously, "How did you reply?"

But as soon as he said this, he immediately realized something was wrong.

Why is this guy asking me back?

"I said: The world is so big, I want to see it." Jiang Chen forced a helpless smile, "Luzhou City is a small place, a very small city. You know, when I participated in the first round of physical examinations for the Air Force recruitment last year, it was the first time in my life that I left my hometown. And this time is also the first time in my life that I have left the province."

“Do you know what young people in small places lack the most?”

Jiang Chen did not wait for the lieutenant colonel to answer, but directly explained, "It's insight."

"Many things that are commonplace in the eyes of people in big cities are as rare as Pombo Seikki in our eyes. Subways, airplanes, trains, ships, and even plains, seas, and rivers are all things we yearn for."

“So the world is so big, I want to see it.”

"While gaining knowledge, I can also help realize my dreams."

"As for what you said, it's difficult to realize my dream in my current situation."

"Should I give up when things get difficult? Should I just lie down when things get difficult?"

"Children in small places don't have many choices, so as long as there is a glimmer of opportunity, even if it is illusory, they will grab it like a life-saving straw."

"So, if you don't have similar experiences, you won't be able to empathize with the difficulties faced by candidates from small places like us."

The lieutenant colonel opened his mouth.

His face was dull.

I was so angry that I couldn't say anything.

Am I being educated by a minor who is only eighteen years old?

Is he scolding me, "Why don't you eat meat?"
The issue is.

Why do I feel that what he said is right?

Do I really have any potential to be Emperor Hui of Jin?
The lieutenant colonel was silent for a long moment.

Then he handed over a "Volunteer Letter for Dedicating Yourself to National Defense" with a gloomy look and said, "This is the "Volunteer Letter for Dedicating Yourself to National Defense". Take a look at it first. If there is no problem, sign it."

Jiang Chen quickly took it.

Read it carefully.

Then he wrote his name in the lower right corner.

Then he handed it respectfully to the lieutenant colonel.

The lieutenant colonel took it and glanced at it.

The "Volunteer Letter for Dedicating Oneself to National Defense" signed by Jiang Chen was placed in Jiang Chen's personal information.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go."

Jiang Chen's face was full of question marks.

Gone? That's it?

Aren’t there still political censorship and psychological selection?
He quickly asked, "Is this the end?"

The lieutenant colonel said unhappily, "What else? You haven't trained enough, have you?"

Jiang Chen was embarrassed.

He quickly defended himself, "How dare I scold you? I was just being reasonable."

"We are supposed to conduct political review and psychological selection, but it hasn't even started yet, so why is it over?"

The lieutenant colonel was both angry and amused. He pointed at Jiang Chen's nose and cursed, "You are as cunning as a ghost. I just started to question you, and you gave me a long lecture, and then scolded me for 'eating meat'. With your psychological quality, do you think the conventional psychological selection will be useful to you?"

"As for the political review? Didn't you sign the 'Volunteer to Dedicate Yourself to National Defense'?"

"Also, although I don't know much about you, I believe in my own judgment. Although you are cunning and like to play tricks, you must be a qualified soldier who is loyal to the country and the people."

“So what else is there to review?”

Jiang Chen quickly waved his hands, "I really didn't scold you for 'eating meat porridge', I just complained to you about the difficulties of candidates from our small place."

"Haha." The lieutenant colonel rolled his eyes. "I've lived for thirty or forty years, so I can still tell the difference between good and bad words."

He finished.

He took the initiative to extend his right hand in front of Jiang Chen and continued, "Zhao Dayong, your political review and psychological selection examiner."

Jiang Chen quickly held it with both hands, "Hello, Chief."

It stands to reason.

He is not an active military member.

You are not qualified to call him "chief".

But Zhao Dayong did not correct his mistake, but said seriously, "You are indeed very talented, and I believe that if you can become an air force fighter pilot, you will definitely be a pillar of the country and the army."

"But the college entrance examination score is a red line that cannot be crossed. If you can't reach the score, no matter how high the score is, it will be useless. Do you understand?"

Jiang Chen knew that the other party was speaking from the heart.

So I didn't rush to refute.

Instead, he nodded seriously and said, "I know, thank you."

"Okay, go out now." Zhao Dayong took his hand back and said with a smile, "I hope that next time I see you, I can hear the good news that you have been admitted."

Jiang Chen took the inspection form and left the office.

As soon as I walked into the corridor, other candidates who had not yet started the political review and psychological selection immediately surrounded me.

"Why did you come out just after you went in?"

"what's the result?"

“Is the psychological selection really a brain teaser?”
Seeing his companions asking questions at once, Jiang Chen answered helplessly, "My conversation may be a little different from yours. We just chatted for a few sentences and then it ended. I think it should not be a reference."

"Just chatting?"

"What's the content of the chat?"

The crowd still refused to give up.

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes helplessly.

Do you really want to get to the bottom of this?

Do you really want me to tell you that you will only be satisfied if I teach the examiner a lesson?

and.

Are you really planning to follow suit?
"The other party said that my mock exam scores were not ideal and told me to work harder after I returned. Then I honestly answered, thank you for your concern, I will definitely work harder." He waved his hand and continued, "Go away, Geng Libing and Deng Xianming will come out later, you can ask them again, they are more useful than me."

After hearing what Jiang Chen said, the other candidates dispersed.

Jiang Chen found a chair and sat down.

I felt a little nervous.

Although he had known that the admission scores of various Air Force universities would drop sharply this year.

But my results are indeed not ideal.

Ugh!
It seems that I really need to work harder when I go back.

But we can't pin all our hopes on a big drop in scores.

What if this little butterfly of mine accidentally affects this world?

What if the scores don’t drop?
Wouldn't I have been working in vain?
(End of this chapter)