Dad’s Disappointment

My father had dreamed that 1 day I would be rich or become the head of a government department, however he clearly did not recall how bad I was at mathematics. At first, he expected me to be a banker, but later, in 1935, when an aeronautical technical school was established, he whimsically changed his mind and asked me to become a pilot. To register for the pilot school, we needed an influential person as a referee, so my Dad asked every friend and relative and finally got Zhu Jiahua to serve in this capacity. Hence, I went to Hangzhou for the entrance examination.