On October 16, at 6:23 am, the Shenzhou 5 return capsule will land as scheduled.

Chen Qiaoshan got up early as usual, but did not go to morning reading today. Instead, he accompanied her to watch the live broadcast at Yan Xiaoqin's request.

Chen Qiaoshan also had a little idea of ​​witnessing history. He wanted to see with his own eyes whether he could find the small scar on the corner of the astronaut's mouth.

As a result, Chen Qiaoshan was disappointed. It was not until 7 o'clock that CCTV News reported on the live broadcast that the landing location of the return capsule had just been determined, and it was still early before the astronauts left the cabin.

The two of them had not had breakfast yet and there was still class later, so he had to leave with some regrets.

Yan Xiaoqin noticed that his expression was a little wrong and pulled him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why do I think you are absent-minded?"

Chen Qiaoshan explained: "I'm still going to see the astronauts leave the cabin, but who knew I had been looking for the spaceship for a long time."

Yan Xiaoqin couldn't help but be amused and couldn't help but say, "Didn't the expert say that the landing point can only calculate the approximate location. In addition, uncertain factors such as wind, it is normal that the location cannot be determined as soon as possible."

Chen Qiaoshan smiled and said nothing, but muttered in his heart, "If the expert's words are believed, it would be a hell!"

Of course, he is not referring to aerospace experts, but some unreliable experts.

In the past few days, the economic experts who were originally jumping up and down have stopped, and no one has made any new high-profile statements, as if something had not happened some time ago.

Chen Qiaoshan knew in his heart that things could not end so simply. In the hearts of some people, interests are above everything else, and the financial world has the least lacking in interests.

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At noon, Chen Qiaoshan went to the post office specially.

He was not here to send letters, but to buy stamps.

Chen Qiaoshan once heard someone say that on the day Shenwu was successfully recycled, the postal office issued a set of aerospace commemorative stamps. Due to the limited issuance, the commemorative stamps increased several times in one month.

Chen Qiaoshan didn’t want to stock up on stamps to make money, but he just had a thought in his heart. He wanted to buy a set as a souvenir, which could be regarded as a kind of remembrance of the past.

Unfortunately, there is no such stamp in the post office at the school and no reservation is provided.

Chen Qiaoshan was a little puzzled. Shouldn’t we go to the post office to buy stamps? He inquired with the staff, but he was speechless. He had to go outside to find a ticket for a package.

Everyone was here, so Chen Qiaoshan bought a stack of postcards and prepared to cover them and take them home to share them with a few sisters.

This was what Chen Xi asked for, and I don’t know where she heard it. Last time I called Chen Qiaoshan and asked him to pick up a few more beautiful postcards to take back.

This time it went very smoothly and the postcards were not expensive. Chen Qiaoshan simply picked a bunch of them, all kinds of. After all, the three sisters can't favor one or the other, otherwise there will definitely be trouble.

Chen Qiaoshan thought of stamping each of them, but he ended up spending 50 cents a time, and it cost 15 yuan just to stamp it. All the money was spent, so he should not save it. He just packed these postcards back to save any trouble in the future.

After leaving the post office, Chen Qiaoshan felt a little uncomfortable, and didn't know what was wrong, but he always felt that the money was spent a bit unfairly.

While thinking, Chen Qiaoshan suddenly found out that he met an acquaintance.

An old man in his sixties was in good spirits, wearing an old Zhongshan suit and a thousand-layer cloth shoes. He was quite tall, but his face was a little serious, which was exactly Professor Yan Zhijie.

Chen Qiaoshan hurriedly stepped forward and greeted: "Professor Yan!"

Professor Yan stopped when he heard the sound, looked at him twice, and said, "I remember you, your name is Chen Qiaoshan, right?"

Chen Qiaoshan couldn't help but be flattered. Unexpectedly, after taking the class once, the old man still remembered himself.

"Professor Yan, I didn't expect you to remember me!"

Yan Zhijie said in a bad tone: "Why don't you remember? There are not many people who dare to pass the exam in my class!"

Chen Qiaoshan touched his forehead awkwardly, but he didn't expect that the old man had a good memory. Half a month has passed, and he still remembered the class.

Professor Yan turned around and smiled and said, "Do I call you Chen Qiaoshan or teach you Peking University Qiaoshan?"

Chen Qiaoshan was stunned. This time he was really surprised. Professor Yan actually knew about it.

He said embarrassedly: "Do you know everything?"

"What's wrong with not knowing this? You made Xiao Zhang so angry that he was hospitalized. It's no secret that it would be strange if you didn't know."

Chen Qiaoshan was helpless. Vice President Zhang's affairs seemed to be calm, and the college seemed to have nothing to do. Except for the classmates who were teasing him at the beginning, there was nothing unusual.

Chen Qiaoshan knew that this matter would not end so simply, but he was not worried. Vice President Zhang took a step and waited for the Delong Department to ferment, but the consequences were really hard to say.

Yan Zhijie looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Do you have time now? Why don't you go with me and have a few chats?"

Chen Qiaoshan naturally had no objection, and he was also very curious about the old man in front of him.

The post office of Peking University is right next to Yannan Garden, with many shops around, including supermarkets, barbershops, fruit stalls, etc., and the place is very lively.

Professor Yan didn't stop here for a long time, so he took Chen Qiaoshan to turn around and into Yannan Garden.

Yannan Garden is one of the eight major gardens of Peking University. Except for Chengfu Road, which is recently newly built, the other seven gardens are all old houses that are a bit old.

Yannan Garden is still the same as before liberation, and has not undergone any major renovations. The house retains the strong style of the Republic of China period.

Nowadays, the whole thing looks quite old, and some houses also have small private shacks around them. It is hard to believe that this is the campus of Peking University.

The yellow dirt road passes through the rich woods, and what remains is the two-story villa that has been washed by wind and rain for many years, full of desolation in history.

Chen Qiaoshan often comes here. He always believes in his heart that the soul of Peking University is not the so-called Yita Lake Map, but Yannan Garden. The former owners of these houses are the real backbone of Peking University.

Professor Yan just walked casually, Chen Qiaoshan followed him silently, and the two walked quietly in this historical atmosphere.

Chen Qiaoshan had an illusion that Professor Yan in front seemed to have some vague shadows like the surrounding buildings.

After a while, Professor Yan stopped outside a secluded courtyard and sat down beside the low wall made of blue bricks on the side of the road.

Professor Yan sat down, pointed to his side and said, "You sit down too, let's talk!"

Chen Qiaoshan was not pretentious and sat down next to Professor Yan.

It is very quiet here, and the noise on campus is directly isolated, as if you are in another peaceful world.

Professor Yan looked at him and said, "Xiao Chen, can I call you that, right?"

Chen Qiaoshan nodded, and he didn't say anything, and he couldn't understand what Professor Yan was going to talk to him.

"I have read a lot about you online, and I've always been a little curious. "Professor Yan paused before continuing, "Can you tell me, how did you see that there are problems with the Delong Group and hops?"
Chapter completed!