Qi Yao only learned on the plane that the event he participated in was an alliance cooperation between the United States and China, and could also be considered an academic exchange.
Professor Li Yue's team will teach students from major universities in Country M, and Country M's top computing expert team will also come to China to teach China's top graduate students in computer science.
Moreover, the experts from both sides did not set out at the same time.
First, the teaching and training team from China arrived in Country M. One month after the academic exchange ended, the team from Country M arrived in China.
Li Yue told him, "First, you should study hard with us in Country M. After you finish your studies, when the industry leaders from Country M come to China to give lectures, I will get you a spot and you can attend the lectures!"
Qi Yao never dreamed that he would have such an opportunity.
After arriving in Country M, he reported his safety to his family group, and then followed Professor Li Yue's team to visit major universities in Country M.
During the visit, except for the welcome ceremony on the first day of arriving at the new school, where the food was very rich and relatively relaxing, Qi Yao spent the rest of the time sitting under the podium to study with local students from Country M.
Qi Yao, who was originally looking forward to the class, became extremely miserable while listening to the class.
Although his English grades are very good.
However, he still felt that he could not understand in class, which forced him to open the simultaneous translation software on his computer, and then translate and record all the teacher's words in every class in real time. When he returned to the dormitory at night, he had to stay up late to watch the playback and understand the knowledge points over and over again.
Qi Yao could endure the difficulty of attending classes and the hardship of staying up late.
He is in good physical condition and young, so it doesn't matter if he sleeps less.
But when it comes to food, Qi Yao, who has been pampered since childhood and whose family has a resort hotel, has tried all kinds of high-end seafood, authentic mountain products, Michelin craftsmanship, and acclaimed farm dishes.
But when he came here, he felt miserable having a cup of black coffee and a sandwich every morning, or just spreading cheese on a bagel and eating it directly.
I finally made it to noon and went to the cafeteria with my classmates from Country M, but I found that there were very few varieties of lunch.
He ate bread, pasta, macaroni, fried chicken wings, mashed potatoes, and vegetable salad until he was about to vomit.
A test will be held after staying in a school for 10 days.
Qi Yao ranked third.
On the day the course ended, the courtesy bus from the next school came to pick them up.
Qi Yao remembered his wife's words: There must be life in your eyes.
So he stood by the bus and patiently helped the seniors in the group move their luggage to the luggage compartment under the bus. Although the driver also helped, Qi Yao's initiative and hard-working spirit were greatly appreciated by academic seniors at home and abroad.
When he was the last one to get on the bus, he stood at the front and counted the number of people like a tour guide.
There were enough people, so he looked at the driver with a smile and said, "Let's go!"
He returned to sit next to Professor Li Yue.
Li Yue smiled and asked, "I thought you would get first place, why are you only third? I brought you out here to make me proud!"
Qi Yao was helpless: "I can watch the recorded courses and classroom translations repeatedly when I return to the dormitory, but when it comes to exams, I don't know any of the uncommon words at all. I can only guess and dare not use my phone to look them up."
All the seniors in the car laughed.
One of the ladies said, "Academician Li, just be content! Xiaoyao is a really good kid. Other students taking the exam are learning in their native language, but Xiaoyao's native language is Chinese. It's already a great achievement for him to be able to keep up!"
Everyone echoed and praised Qi Yao.
Li Yue smiled brightly: "You kid, be careful not to be arrogant or impatient!"
Not long after, Li Yue suddenly took out two stomach medicines from his bag and stuffed them directly into his mouth.
Qi Xixing used to take this medicine when he had stomach pain after drinking too much or when he had irregular meals.
Qi Yao was a little nervous: "Master, are you feeling sick in the stomach?"
Master is the name Li Yue taught him.
Li Yue's original words were: "Don't call me Professor Li, it's so distant. Don't call me Teacher, it makes it seem like I have many students. Just call me Master, it's so intimate, and others will know you're mine right away."
From then on, Qi Yao called him Master, and called others **Professor, **Senior, and **Teacher.
Facing Qi Yao's concern, Li Yue waved his hand and whispered, "Don't let others know."
Qi Yao glanced around and saw that the seniors were all very tired. Some had already fallen asleep with their eyes closed, while others were still holding up their phones and taking pictures of the street scenes outside with great interest.
Qi Yao nodded, then lowered his voice: "Okay! What caused this?"
Li Yue was at a loss for words: "I'm not used to eating a meal with a hundred people!"
Qi Yao understood immediately.
He couldn't get used to the food, but unfortunately the dormitory provided to them by the previous school didn't have a kitchenette.
But Qi Yao remembered the small electric cooker in his suitcase, the small packages of porridge ingredients that Wen Dai had divided for him in advance, and the electrical appliance conversion plug that Yu Wanqiao had given him.
He remained calm and waited until he arrived at the destination. After handing over the meeting to the people from the new school, he returned to his new dormitory.
He found the small rice cooker and packets of porridge ingredients.
Looking at each package, there is a label written by Wendy herself——
Millet porridge with yam slices, red dates and pineapple (son, this is good for your stomach).
Mung bean and lily porridge (Son, drink this if you have acne, mouth ulcers, or are suffering from internal heat).
Red bean, red rice and lotus seed porridge (son, this is delicious with sugar, it replenishes qi and blood!)
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He took out the electrical converter, took a look at it, confirmed the converted voltage, and then plugged in the small electric cooker he brought.
Yu Wanqiao's words were still ringing in her ears: "Just take it with you. Don't underestimate this converter. Domestic appliances are all 220V, but the voltage abroad is only half of that in China, and the shape of the plug is different too. You should take it with you just in case!"
Qi Yao's eyes suddenly became moist.
At that time, Wen Dai and Yu Wanqiao packed too many suitcases for him. After reducing them, he still felt that these things were too cumbersome and wanted to take them out, but they refused to let him.
Unexpectedly, it was really useful at the critical moment.
Qi Yao really misses his mother and his wife!
Qi Yao chose some stomach-nourishing porridge, and after cooking it, he paid attention to the time. After it was done, he took the porridge and knocked on Professor Li Yue's dormitory door.
As soon as I entered, I saw two senior colleagues in the same field also sitting in Professor Li Yue's room.
Qi Yao was holding the porridge and politely greeted everyone. But before he could say anything, the porridge in his hand was snatched away by a senior: "What kind of porridge is this? I brought pickled mustard greens, fermented tofu, and pickled cucumbers! Oh, this goes perfectly with it!"
Another one was also eager to try: "I'll go back and get the bowl!"
Li Yue stood up, clutching his stomach, and snatched the small rice cooker. "Don't be disrespectful to me, this is what my apprentice cooked for me! He knows I have a stomachache!"
As soon as these words came out, the remaining two seniors also covered their stomachs: "Ouch, ouch, our stomachs hurt too!"
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