It was scheduled that ahead of nine, all those ranked from 51 to 100 must arrive at the set rally point located in the school library, which has experienced a serious of reconstruction and decoration recently. Although to spend one hour or more to cover the distance is nothing unusual, worry lulled my arm to show the time frequently, for the worry persuaded me to question the validity of setting out at eight.

Luckily I was set free of the stuffy bus ten minutes before the deadline and enabled by excitement to haste forward. Vaguely the ring aroused. Pressing the button, “La Wei Grand” sent me the message in voice that my turn was appending! Pushed by such a timely warning, acceleration brought me to the library gate.

“Enter, please. What is your rank” asked by an administrator looking figure, something must be squeezed out as reply--“Well, indeed, ninety-eight…” Perhaps it was not sounding enough to satisfy the efforts paid previously (somehow it was impossible for me to improve the performance in 50-metre dash or events along tracks in Physical Education, which finally played rolls negatively during the ranking). “Yeah, not too late yet, come-in this way.” Politely led, I was introduced into a huge, spacious and PC filled room where some features with familiarity simultaneously expressed their greetings. Briefly received, I found the group from Xinhua. It was a bit surprising to be informed that Prof. Wan of the 1^st People’s Hospital had been tickled, which forced me to admit the inspective capability of the “figure unknown”. However, some of the mates pinpointed another promising possibility, by which the decision was temporarily confirmed—a Prof. Chen in charge of the prestigious OBGS hospital still possessed an access, which I wished available till the round of mine.

In the mean time, the mates and friends who had accomplished their determinants shared me with the choices. Yu, the brown-haired guy sissies in behavior was knocked out by Miss Pu (a smart person well known in quick reaction) in the attempt to circle Prof. Diwen for Renji Hospital as his boss-to-be. “Well, maybe Prof. Yang of Xinhua fits me more in this way.” Assumingly, at least I agreed that he had made it righteous. Ting, known as “the terminator” naturally paced into a position a postgraduate majoring neurology in Ruijin, for she took the first in ranks. Furthermore, Porf. Sun (expert in pediatric congenital heart diseases’ diagnosis) was claimed by Le Yang Intelligent and La Wei Grand bounded successfully to an orthopedic tutor from Renji Hospital.

“Those between the 96^th and 100^th should line up to your choices” Informed firmly, my seat was deserted to Yu, who seemed tiresome when standing. Immediately we put ourselves at the operator PC respectively. “Five minutes for each, DO ACT WISELY!!!” Announcement aroused excitement, not only that of mine, but those of the dozen around. Le Yuan Handsome winkled me and switched my attention to his “Professor Right”—an angiology surgery expert. Turning to the girl aside, she was surely interested in anesthesiology, which was exposed by the list she had been staring at. Out of curiosity, I politely required her rank, which was ninety-nine, just behind me and coincidently owned by the younger sister of an old friend, now serving as a physician in Xinhua Hospital. Before words for joy was found, this lady hurriedly phoned my old friend for advices on which anesthesiologist to target. Puzzling her abrupt worry, I took a glance at the student with her tutor just affirmed. “Oh, dear, Chen the Mongolian.” Boasting the sounding Mongolian-associative name, she was one of the most unique figures in character of our class. “ Anesthesiology of Xinhua.” As she replied Yuan’s enquiry, I deemed that why the girl beside slipped into such a worry was acceptable.

“Currently available for the 98^th!” reminded, I was fortunately presented that Prof. Chen remained available! Tickling, clicking and shutting, it took me 10 seconds to make the decision. Although rapid taken, the process cost most of us a five-year span.

Wish my choice wise, as I solitarily trust.

It is somehow inevitable for me to recall what occurred during the same span in previous years, for nothing competes with the boringness when facing passionless figures on the stage, where optional subjects like “Medical Morality” and “Refreshed Thought” are compelled to impose on us. Sometimes the lecture was accompanied by mind-absent population fewer than two dozens in number. In such cases the best one could turn to is duplication or to shift the thinking to objects stirring fun and reward.

At lest time was successfully killed, by means of having reference to attractive abstracts and, if proved useful, the details subsequently acquired from the cyber. Surely, to grasp a view around exposes others reaction to the dullness as well. Perhaps a training course is worthwhile which, if regarded costly, can be brought about through a self-taught procedure for an hour or two, during the class of course. To review the accomplished sheets of band six excels many other forms of “undergoing” activities and is popularized as “the most civilized time-killing entertainment”.

Anyhow, plenty were forgotten due to filled schedule, while many are being recaptured because of relaxation.