Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Xiao Ren's passionate tone frightened Sister Han.

She held Xiao Ren's hand and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's not that you can't go to university, but I want to leave you a way out. Don't worry, Lao Yuan can't do it, let's think of other ways."

"I just want to go to college!" Xiao Ren said in a small voice.

"Okay, okay. Let's find a way to go to college, and I'll help you think about it." Sister Han coaxed her like a child.

Xiao Ren let out a "huh" in a low tone.

When Sister Han saw it, it was like her daughter couldn't find a friend to play with. She was speechless, and simply said: "Don't you like this Yang Rui? Just talk about Yang Rui, what's wrong with this man?"

"I... I don't like this Yang Rui." Xiao Ren nervously looked around, just happened to see a table of guests next to him, and felt shy.

Sister Han always treats guests as nothing when chatting in the lobby every day, and this moment is no exception, she continues to gossip: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it, it doesn't matter if you like it, tell me first, this Yang Rui went to college?"

"Of course." Xiao Ren laughed through his tears and said, "He was the top scorer in the national college entrance examination last year, and he can go to any school he wants."

"Then which university did he go to?"

"Peking University! It's the Peking University with Mao Dun, Zhu Ziqing and Xu Zhimo." Xiao Ren's words revealed her true face as a young woman, with stars twinkling in her eyes.

Sister Han said: "I have read the books of Mao Dun and Zhu Ziqing."

\u0026nbEra is the world of young people, just like fashion, everyone does not necessarily have to participate in person, but everyone is inevitably affected.

Xiao Ren said in a soft voice: "I leave gently, just as I came lightly. I gently waved my hand to bid farewell to the clouds in the west..."

"Yes, I've heard of it. I made you mention it suddenly, but I forgot about it." Sister Han chuckled, holding her chubby face, and said, "I used to have a collection of essays, and the next dozen or so pages were printed Poetry, that's what it is."

Yang Rui was dizzy when he heard it. Others sat beside him and talked about him like no one else. This kind of experience is quite interesting.

Speaking of which, I feel a little ashamed, but more proud.

Of course, it depends on what they are talking about.

For example, Sister Han's collection of prose in the first half and poetry in the second half is very embarrassing to listen to, and I can't help thinking that "Girl's Heart" seemed to spread like this back then.

Wu Qian put her gaze on Yang Rui's face intentionally or unintentionally.

It is one thing to know oneself, but it is another thing to listen to the evaluation of others.

Perhaps because of the acquaintance, although Wu Qian is very envious of Yang Rui's achievements, she has not yet reached the level of admiration, but now, comparing with Xiao Ren, a brain-dead fan around her, Wu Qian suddenly discovered that Yang Rui got the first place!

Not number one in class, not number one in age, not number one in the county, not number one in the city, not number one in the province, but number one in the country!

Wu Qian doesn't know how many teenagers and college entrance examinations there are in China, but no matter how she thinks about it, she knows that there will always be only one person in the first place.

Since the resumption of the college entrance examination, several college entrance examinations have been held across the country, and there are several national college entrance examination champions.

What is counted on the fingers, this is it.

Wu Qian couldn't help thinking of the conversation between herself and Yang Rui,

Suddenly I pinched myself hard, and said to myself: If you have the number one in the national college entrance examination to help you make a review plan, what are you afraid of? Not to mention tens of thousands of candidates, even hundreds of thousands of candidates can still be admitted to university. ah!

The post office is the most basic unit of the entire post office, and there are almost no channels for advancement. It can be said that any college student who graduates, works for a few years, and visits the post office again can be the leader of everyone. After all, the director of the post office is a sub-section or unit-level cadre.

Wu Qian tilted her head slightly, leaned against Yang Rui, and whispered, "I want to go to college too."

"Decided?" Yang Rui was not surprised. In the 1990s, the attractiveness of universities was unimaginable to future generations of students. If the world of ordinary young people is divided into one level, the bottom is the rural youth, the parallel but slightly hopeful is the urban unemployed youth, then the temporary workers, and then the formal workers, and then the labor substitutes, and then the upper It is the cadres.

A cadre is not only a title, but also an identity. In Chinese society, leaders are cadres, civil servants are cadres, formal teachers and doctors are cadres, state-owned enterprise officials are cadres, but ordinary employees on railways, ordinary postal and telecommunications employees, conductors and salespersons are workers. The difference between workers and cadres is not only the difference between whether they sound good or not, whether they can be an official, but more importantly, all the benefits are different. The wages and subsidies issued by the state are treated differently according to the differences between workers and cadres. Medical reimbursement There are differences in proportions, methods, and even the wards you stay in. The salary after retirement is even more varied.

As a small citizen, Wu Qian's job is neither bad nor bad, better than those without a job, better than temporary workers, and better than the working environment of the coal mine geological team, but other than that, there is nothing good to say about it.

With a salary of 40 to 50 yuan per month, I am not hungry but not rich. I work six days a week and work eight hours a day. Although I spend more time chatting than working, I still have to spend enough time, and I always have to catch up with my boss.

Young people have not had time to appreciate the benefits of guaranteed harvest during drought and flood, but the boring and parallel life is constantly destroying people's will.

After graduation, college students will no longer be calm and boring.

After graduating from college students in the \u0026nb era, they don't need to look for a job at all, they just find a job. The room for improvement after work is even more enviable to future generations of students. If the civil service examination recruits civil servants, all college students in the 1990s were reserve officials.

Wu Qian's current job is to college students what soldiers are to military students. After graduating from a military school, a cadet becomes a company platoon officer, and even if a soldier is promoted, the development opportunities cannot be compared with them.

There are soldiers who don't want to go to military school.

Of course, the cost of being admitted to a military academy or university is not small. Fortunately, this is not a pure gambling behavior after all, and the quality of the grades is based on evidence.

For young people who are not willing to rehabilitate, reading can change their destiny, which is a shortcut to the south. Although there are still interferences from relatives and friends selling face and selling chrysanthemums, but compared with the not-so-perfect world, after studying, they still have to rely on relatives and friends By selling face and chrysanthemums, you can better understand the meaning of fairness.

No young man is really willing to be ordinary.

Wu Qian weighed in her heart for a long time. At this time, under the stimulation of the young waiter Xiao Ren, she resolutely made a decision, saying: "I will start reviewing when I go back. If I can't do it this year, I will go to next year. If I can't do it next year, I will go to the year after next."

Yang Rui nodded slightly: "No matter what, I will support you."

When Wu Qian heard this, she couldn't help feeling sweet.

The two leaned close to each other and whispered, their hair touched each other. Xiao Cheng looked angry, winked at Lao Ba, and asked, "Are you full? Pay the money and leave when you're full."

The waiter, Sister Han, heard it and shouted without turning her head: "I didn't see us chatting, you guys have another meeting!"

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