Chapter 691 Junior Class
It was the first time that Song Yuanchao saw Zhang Hao flying a model airplane.
He saw with his own eyes that under Zhang Hao's control, the plane went from being stopped to starting and then soaring into the sky. He watched Zhang Hao concentrate on operating the plane with the remote control device. Under his control, the model aircraft made flexible movements in the sky, sometimes circling, sometimes diving, and sometimes flipping... Song Yuanchao was deeply moved.
Raising his left hand to cover his eyes and squinting his eyes at the model airplanes flying in the sky, Song Yuanchao never thought that the young Zhang Hao actually had such skills. He was even more grateful that he had supported Zhang Hao in model airplanes back then.
In his previous life, Zhang Hao had never shown such ability. He was just an ordinary person, like many ordinary people.
But now, everything has changed. Not only has Song Yuanchao changed his destiny, but even the trajectory of Zhang Jianguo and his wife has changed dramatically. But the one who has changed even more is Zhang Hao.
Recalling the depths of his memory, in Song Yuanchao's memory, Zhang Hao was still a carefree boy of this age in his previous life. Like other boys of his age, he was keen on playing or making trouble every day. Later, he even failed to get into high school and went to a technical school.
After graduation, he joined a company as a worker. After working for a few years, he resigned because he felt the salary was too low and he was bored. He followed others and went into business, but he was not cut out for it. After a few years of business, he not only did not make any money, but he even lost all the capital that Zhang Jianguo and his wife gave him.
Zhang Hao was hit hard by the failure of his business, and he had to look for another job. But his job was unstable for many years, and he worked in sales, warehousing, and as a chef...
Compared with his sister Xiao Pingping, Zhang Hao's life can be summed up in the word "failure". In his previous life, Song Yuanchao once drank with Zhang Hao. The boy got drunk and started crying while drinking, saying with tears and snot that his life was not worth it. In a blink of an eye, his hair turned white and his children grew up, but he still achieved nothing.
Finally, she was tired of crying and was as drunk as a dead pig. She lay down on the sofa in Song Yuanchao's house and fell asleep. No matter how people called her, she couldn't be woken up.
The scenes in his memory flashed through his mind like a movie. Looking at the young and serious Zhang Hao, Song Yuanchao was a little dazed for a moment. He didn't know which one was real and which one was an illusion.
"Ouch!" Zhang Hao suddenly cried out softly, and Song Yuanchao subconsciously looked up at the sky. The plane that was flying well just now suddenly seemed to have lost control, and it went straight away from Zhang Hao's route and headed in one direction.
Zhang Hao quickly ran in the direction of the plane, fiddling with the controller in his hand while running, and at the same time moving the antenna on the controller towards the direction of the plane.
Fortunately, the plane was not going very fast and was not at a high altitude. Finally, Zhang Hao managed to control the plane again when it was about to fly over the edge. Then, under his control, the plane drew an arc, changed direction, and began to descend.
After a moment, the plane landed smoothly on the ground, bounced a few times on the grass and then stopped.
As soon as the plane stopped, Zhang Hao hurried over to check the condition of the plane. He breathed a sigh of relief after finding that the plane was not damaged.
"What happened just now?" Song Yuanchao ran to Zhang Hao and asked.
"It's not a problem with the remote control. It should be that the radio was interfered with just now, and there was a problem with the aircraft's signal reception. Fortunately, the signal was connected again later, otherwise I don't know where my plane would have flown to..."
Zhang Hao briefly explained to Song Yuanchao that the remote control he was currently using was radio wave remote control, the principle of which was similar to that of a radio receiver, and it used two bands: FM frequency modulation and AM amplitude modulation.
AM amplitude modulation is mostly used for car models and toys, while FM frequency modulation is used for aircraft models and ship models. Zhang Hao's airplane, for example, uses the FM frequency modulation band.
Compared with AM modulation, FM modulation is more stable and has better penetration.
But there is a problem that FM modulation is prone to repeated frequency interference. Once there is a repeated frequency signal nearby, it will cause serious interference. The situation that just happened is most likely like this. After all, this is in the urban area, and the signal interference in the urban area is much stronger than that in the suburbs.
Fortunately, the frequency interference did not last long, and Zhang Hao prepared a backup control frequency when designing. He immediately switched the connection as soon as he saw that something was wrong. Because he discovered it quickly and the aircraft was not flying fast, he was able to regain control of the aircraft.
Song Yuanchao didn't know all this. If he had known, he would not have suggested him to fly here. He had only considered the venue factor before, but didn't know about this situation. Fortunately, nothing happened in the end, otherwise if the plane crashed, wouldn't Zhang Hao's work for the past six months have been in vain?
"It's okay. Even if it's broken, it can be repaired. Besides, today we are here to check for any emergencies. Now it seems that the follow-up preparations I made are still very useful." Zhang Hao laughed , and then began to dismantle the plane.
After expertly disassembling the plane and putting everything into the backpack he brought, Zhang Hao patted the backpack and said, "The remote control problem still needs to be solved, otherwise it will easily go wrong. I'll think about whether there is any better solution when I get back."
After leaving the Conservatory of Music, Song Yuanchao took Zhang Hao to the nearby Xiangyang Park.
At present, Xiangyang Park is not the developed park of later generations. You have to buy a ticket to enter. The ticket is a round plastic chip. When you buy two tickets, you throw them into the wooden box at the door. The chips jump twice on it and roll into the gap.
The park is not big but very quiet. It used to be a private garden and was later changed into a park.
After entering and finding a bench to sit down, Song Yuanchao went to the nearby store and bought two bottles of Zheng Guanghe orange soda.
Although Sit Company has a beverage factory in Shanghai, it currently produces soft-packaged beverages and canned beverages, and has not yet started producing bottled soda.
This is because Shanghai-based Zheng Guanghe is very famous and has a mass base. Once bottled soda is launched, it will cause market competition.
At present, Si Te has no intention of competing with Zheng Guang He right now. Of course, bottled soda will definitely be produced in the future, but now the focus is still on soft-packaged beverages and the newly launched canned soda, and bottled soda will be put aside for the time being.
Zhang Hao had just flown the model airplane, which was quite a workout and his forehead was already sweating. He took the soda handed to him by Song Yuanchao, said thank you, and started drinking from the straw. In just a few sips, he had finished half the bottle.
"Drink slowly. The soda will be cold in the morning. Be careful not to get diarrhea if you drink too fast."
"It's okay, I'm in good health." Zhang Hao patted his chest with a chuckle. This kid is indeed in good health. In addition to playing with model airplanes, he is said to play basketball. He is a sports champion in the school.
"You kid..." Song Yuanchao originally wanted to advise him not to take advantage of his youth and not care about anything, but on second thought he didn't say it.
Aren't young people like this? When I was his age, I didn't care about these things. I didn't understand them until I got older. I don't know if Zhang Hao can listen to these words now. Even if he agrees to them in person, what's the point? You don't expect him to understand this. Maybe he will say in his heart that Song Yuanchao is nagging like his grandmother, which is meaningless.
"Brother, I want to discuss something with you." Zhang Hao suddenly spoke, putting down the soda bottle in his hand.
Seeing Song Yuanchao looking at him, Zhang Hao hesitated and said, "Before the holiday, our class teacher asked me to come over and have a chat."
"head teacher?"
"Yes, it was the class teacher." Zhang Hao said, "Our class teacher suggested that I go to the second year of high school for half a semester after I go directly to high school in the summer, and then go to the third year of high school to prepare for the college entrance examination."
"Skip a grade?"
Zhang Hao nodded. "The teacher at school said that my science is good enough for college entrance exams, but I lack liberal arts. If I can keep up with liberal arts, I will have no problem taking the college entrance exams next year. Besides, the junior class at the University of Science and Technology has been running for many years, so I can try to get recommended for admission."
Zhang Hao is just a teenager now, but he speaks quite coherently. If you ignore his immature face and voice, he looks almost like a young man in his 20s.
Song Yuanchao didn't expect that he would have such a great influence on Zhang Hao. He turned from a naughty boy who didn't like to study into an excellent student. Even the school and teachers suggested that he skip a grade and take the college entrance examination.
Looking at him, Song Yuanchao felt extremely emotional and relieved.
"Have you told your parents about this?"
Zhang Hao shook his head: "No, the teacher told me that I would think about it and discuss it with my parents and give her an answer after the new year. I have been thinking about this matter these days and I don't know what to do. Brother, you have been to college, what do you think I should do?"
"What do you think?" Song Yuanchao asked.
"I... I don't know." Zhang Hao is still young after all, and he is confused about such an important life decision.
Zhang Hao has always followed the routine, but now he is suddenly asked to take the college entrance examination. If he agrees, it means he can enter college two years earlier and become a college student.
As a boy who hasn't even graduated from junior high school is about to step into the ivory tower of university, Zhang Hao feels both excited and a little nervous.
Song Yuanchao didn't say it was good, nor did he say it was bad.
He thought for a moment and said to Zhang Hao: "You can learn more and see more in college. But the key is whether you can accept such a change of identity and what kind of knowledge you have mastered."
"If you feel that you still have the motivation to study in high school, and that high school can bring you new knowledge, then following the routine is not a bad thing. But if high school has no meaning, then the rest of your time will be wasted. With this time, why not go to a more advanced institution to study? Just like the problem of model airplanes you mentioned earlier, these problems are very difficult to solve now with your current knowledge base, but when you are in a different environment and under different conditions, perhaps a new world will open up for you and you will gain more."
"Brother, are you suggesting that I go to college?"
"Haha, I'm just helping you analyze it. This is your life. You have to make the final decision on how to go. But I would like to remind you that if you want to go to college early, I don't recommend you to study in the junior class. It's a real skill to take the college entrance examination with your own level and get into college."
"Why? Isn't this different?" Zhang Hao asked in confusion.
Song Yuanchao smiled and shook his head, telling him that it was completely different. The purpose of the junior class was to train child prodigies, and it was not a good thing for Zhang Hao to use the normal college entrance examination. This was proven in later generations. Song Yuanchao did not want Zhang Hao to go to a place like the junior class. It would definitely not help his future, and it would harm Zhang Hao instead.
