Chapter 380

Xiao Ren's passionate tone frightened Han Jie.

She took Xiaoren's hand and said, "don't worry, don't worry. It's not that you can't take the university entrance examination, but that you want to leave a way back. Don't worry, Lao yuan can't. let's think of other ways. "

"I just want to go to college!" Xiao Ren's voice is small.

"Good, good. 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 low voice.

Sister Han looks like her daughter can'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 Yang Rui." Xiao Ren nervously left and right to see, just saw a table next to the guests, suddenly feel shy.

Sister Han chats in the hall every day. She always treats her guests as nothing. Now she is no exception. She continues to gossip with Xiao Ren: "it doesn't matter if you don't like it. It doesn't matter if you like it. First of all, Yang Rui went to college?"

"Of course." Xiao Ren burst into tears and laughed, saying: "he was the top student in the national college entrance examination last year. He can go to any school he wants."

"Which university did he go to?"

"Peking University! It's Peking University with Mao Dun, Zhu Ziqing and Xu Zhimo. " Small any words exposed the true face of their literary young women, the eyes are twinkling stars.

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

80 The age is the world of literary youth. Literature is just like fashion. It doesn't necessarily require everyone to participate in it, but everyone will inevitably be affected.

Xiao Ren said in a broken voice: "I'm gone, just as I'm coming. I wave my hand gently to say goodbye to the clouds in the West... "

"Yes, I've heard it. I'll let you forget it." With a smile and a big face, sister Han said, "I used to have a collection of essays, and there are poems printed on the back of more than ten pages

Yang Rui's eyes are dizzy when he listens. Others sit beside him and talk about himself as if there were no one else. This kind of experience is quite interesting.

It's a little bit shameful, but more proud.

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

For example, Han Jie's prose collection of the first half of her prose and the second half of her poetry makes people feel very shy. She can't help thinking that the heart of a young girl seems to have spread like this.

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

It's one thing to know yourself, and another to listen to others' comments.

Maybe it's because of her knowledge that although Wu Qian is envious of Yang Rui's achievements, she has not yet reached the level of worship. But now, comparing with the brain powder Xiao Ren around her, Wu Qian suddenly finds that Yang Rui is the first!

It's not class first, it's not age first, it's not county first, it's not city first, it's not province first, it's country first!

Wu Qian doesn't know how many teenagers there are in China and how many college entrance examination students there are. But she knows what she thinks. First, there will always be only one person.

Since the resumption of the national college entrance examination, several national college entrance examinations have been held, and there are several national top students in the college entrance examination.

What is a handful? That's it.

Wu qian can't help thinking of her conversation with Yang Rui. She suddenly pinches herself hard and says: if you have the first place 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 students, even hundreds of thousands of students can be admitted to university. Ah!

The post office is the most basic unit of the whole post office, and there is almost no channel for it to rise. It can be said that any college student who has graduated and worked in the post office for a few years can be the leader of everyone. After all, the director of the post office is a cadre at the level of deputy section or unit.

Wu Qian slightly tilted her head, next to Yang Rui, whispered: "I want to take the university entrance examination, too."

"Decided?" Yang Rui is not surprised. In the 1980s, the attraction of universities was unimaginable to later generations of students. If we divide the world of ordinary young people into one level, the lowest level is the rural youth, the parallel but slightly hopeful ones are the urban unemployed youth, then the temporary workers, then the formal workers, then the workers instead of 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, and state-owned enterprise officials are cadres. But for example, ordinary workers on railways, ordinary postal and telecommunication workers, ticket salesmen and salesmen are workers. The difference between workers and cadres is not only whether they are good or not, but also whether they can be officials. More importantly, all the benefits are different. The wages and subsidies paid by the state are treated differently according to the differences between workers and cadres. The proportion of medical reimbursement, ways and methods, and even the wards they stay in will also be different. The wages after retirement will vary greatly.As a citizen, Wu Qian's work is not bad. She is better than those who don't have a job, better than temporary workers, and better than the working environment of the coal mine geological team. But apart from that, she has nothing to say.

The salary of forty or fifty yuan a month is neither hungry nor well-off. He works six days a week and eight hours a day. Although he spends more time chatting than working, he always has to endure enough time and his leaders always flatter him.

Young people have no time to realize the benefits of ensuring their income from drought and flood. The boring and parallel life is constantly destroying people's will.

College students will not be calm and boring after graduation.

80 After graduating from college in the 1980s, there was no need to look for a job at all. The rising space after work is the envy of future generations of students. If civil servants are recruited in the civil service examination, the college students in the 1980s are all Reserve officials.

Wu Qian's current job is to college students what soldiers are to military students. After graduating from military academies, they will be company platoon officers, and even if soldiers are promoted, their development opportunities can not be compared with them.

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

Of course, the cost of getting into a military academy or university is not small. Fortunately, this is not a pure gambling behavior after all, and there is evidence to support the results.

For the young people who are not willing to rehabilitate, reading can change their fate, which is a shortcut. Although there is still the interference of friends and relatives selling faces and chrysanthemums, we should compare the less perfect world. After reading, we should rely on friends and relatives selling faces and chrysanthemums, so that we can understand the meaning of fairness.

No young people are really willing to be ordinary.

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

Yang Rui nodded slightly: "in any case, I will support you."

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

Two people close to the whisper, hair touched together, Xiaocheng see is angry, to old eight make a wink, asked: "eat full, eat full pay to leave."

When the waiter Han Jie heard this, she didn't look back, but yelled: "I didn't see us chatting. You'll eat again!"

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