Chapter 17: Not here to attend school, but to torment classmates!

"All right, the class meeting is officially over! Free activity this afternoon, formal classes start tomorrow." Chen Dinghua said that, then walked out. They had just arrived, didn't know each other yet, couldn't run for class committee; they'd need to wait a week or two.

No military training either—just go straight to class!

In those special times of the past, college students definitely had military training, but after the new three-year term began, diligent study of cultural knowledge became most important; many universities cancelled military training, and it wasn't until 1985, after the Conscription Law, that domestic colleges and universities resumed military training.

Everyone was carrying their books back to the dormitory; the afternoon also had to be spent previewing textbooks—those who could get into Ha Gong Da—who isn't a lover of learning? Who could behave like Qin Miao does?

When Chu Miaomiao stood up, she saw Qin Miao casually shove his textbook into the desk drawer, then he was about to stand; she had originally wanted to remind Qin Miao a bit, but after thinking, she decided against it.

"Chu Miaomiao classmate, let me help you!" Zhao Wanli, sitting in the back two rows, enthusiastically came over.

"No need, I can do it myself!"

"It's just a few books—just carry them!" Chu Miaomiao chased after the two girls walking to the door.

"Miaomiao, what's Qin Miao like?" Wang Fang asked.

"Arrogant, conceited, self‑satisfied… huh, senior sister?"

At the classroom door, there stood a girl! And she was from their same dorm! Because there were so few girls, merging dorms between classes and between grades was quite common.

"Hmm, Miaomiao, is Qin Miao inside?"

Qin Miao?

Chu Miaomiao widened her eyes: "Senior sister, are you fellow townspeople?"

"No, I don't know where his hometown is."

"Then how did you meet?"

"Well… that can't be said."

"What do you want from him?"

"Well…! Qin Miao, Qin Miao!"

Qin Miao came out with empty hands, strolling leisurely; seeing Yang Can, he also blinked: "Senior sister, what's the matter?"

"Shall we… talk over there?"

"Sure."

Watching Qin Miao and Yang Can walk aside, the three girls chattered.

"Could it be that they're dating?" Liu CuiPing said, gossiping.

"Probably not—there's no affection in the senior sister's eyes, only… a request. Miaomiao, you…" Wang Fang suddenly realized that someone was missing beside her.

Chu Miaomiao had already boldly walked over, pretending to pass by casually, but actually she wanted to eavesdrop on what they were saying.

"Well, senior sister, you've decided to choose dual-star navigation for your graduation thesis—this is a fine plan; you'll definitely be valued by the aerospace system!"

Humph, Qin Miao is just bragging—who do you think you are? A student of Qian Lao? Such big talk.

"Well, Qin Miao, I've studied this system for a day, but there are still some things I don't understand—could you explain it to me?"

Chu Miaomiao stumbled, almost twisting her waist.

What does that mean?

Senior sister Yang Can is already in her fourth year, while Qin Miao has just started his first year, and yet he's giving her guidance on her graduation thesis?

"Well, okay, senior sister, you also need to look up some references—Journal of Guidance, Control, and Dynamics, which is the most professional; also Progress in Aerospace Sciences, which is top‑tier internationally; and…"

Chu Miaomiao walked back, her face as white as bloodless.

"Miaomiao, what's wrong?"

"What did you hear?"

Chu Miaomiao shook her head: "I can't understand; we and he are not on the same level of existence..."

"What does that mean?"

"This Qin Miao is already capable of guiding a fourth‑year senior sister's graduation thesis! He rattled off a string of references—if I'm not mistaken, they must be SCI top‑tier journals; someone like him could probably be our teacher, yet he's come to be our student—purely, it's just…"

"Just what?"

"It's just that heaven sent him to torment us!" Chu Miaomiao felt that the next four years of college life would be dim and dull; her grades had always been first in the school, and now a deity had descended upon her head.

At that moment, Qin Miao, who was explaining the test questions to Yang Can, suddenly shivered—was someone cursing him? Hmm, probably someone from the Niu family; speaking of which, why haven't the factory people arrived yet?

Just then, a person came running over.

"Qin, Qin, Qin Miao classmate, you, you, you… go to four, four, four…"

"The small meeting room on the fourth floor?"

"Yeah."

Qin Miao narrowed his eyes—needless to say, this was the person he'd been waiting for, finally arriving!

"Senior sister, just like that—if you have anything you don't understand later, come ask me."

"Okay."

Thud‑thud‑thud… Qin Miao strode off with big steps.

The meeting room.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I never expected our Qingshan Machinery Factory to have such an incident; I, on behalf of the Qingshan Machinery Factory, apologize to you—cough, cough…"

"Director Wang, no need to be polite—this isn't your fault; you're ill and still came all this way…"

"Alas, President Liu, truly shameful—our Qingshan Machinery Factory is a third‑line military‑industrial plant; you know the current state policies, Niu Guishan has repeatedly reported his ideas to me, hoping to lead the Qingshan Factory onto a military‑to‑civilian conversion path—our factory has thousands of people, thousands of mouths to feed!"

The meeting room fell into silence.

Niu Guishan, after a series of maneuvers, had his son take Qin Miao's place to get into Ha Gong Da—this matter is extremely heinous and must be dealt with strictly; especially, the story has been printed in Xinhua Newspaper, so the Niu family will surely face severe legal punishment.

But who would have thought, Niu Guishan still has another side!

In this era, what the country lacks most are talents who can pursue a market economy! Cadres who can push military‑to‑civilian conversion! Most people's thinking is rigid, unable to adapt to the new situation…

If our side arrests Niu Guishan, it will cut off the livelihood of thousands of people in the Qingshan Machinery Factory!

"Ladies and gentlemen, my son San Shui is already in college—should we just let this go? Or let Niu Guishan come back; the factory can't do without him."

This is Dad's voice!

Qin Miao sighed, Dad, given the Niu family's temperament, if they regain power, can you still stay at the factory?

Thump thump!

"Come in!"

"Leaders and teachers, I'm here."

Countless gazes fell upon him as Qin Miao walked steadily toward his father: "Dad, your son hasn't disappointed you; your son got into Ha Gong Da!"

"Mm, good, good, San Shui, you've loved studying since childhood; I knew you were college material, especially these past few years—no need to pull strings for a spot; as long as you have ability, you can get into university……"

Unbeknownst to him, Qin Jianhua's eyes were already filled with tears; he just knew his son wouldn't fail the exam—his son was a reincarnation of the Literary Star!

"San Shui, Niu Guishan's son Niu Qiang fraudulently took your university spot—that's his fault and the factory's oversight." Factory Director Wang looked at Qin Miao: "This matter, I also bear responsibility; I apologize to you."

"No, no, Factory Director Wang, the fault lies with Niu Guishan, not you; it's really embarrassing to have you come all this way."

"Sigh, I had to come, San Shui—you've grown up under my watch, loving study since childhood; hearing you failed the exam, I was puzzled…… Sigh, San Shui, you may not know the factory's situation…… This Niu Guishan is very important to our factory."

"Factory Director Wang, tell me, what exactly are Niu Guishan's plans for military-to-civilian conversion?"