Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 22

"Students, if you don't have any objections, let's schedule it for tomorrow morning. If there are still students who haven't arrived today, please tell each other."

After Wei Dongping said this, without any warning, he suddenly said:

"In the cold winter, iron is smelted alone in the furnace; in summer, the snowy mountains kill the wolf! Students, if you don't fight now, when will you fight?!"

The students below felt as if they had been given a shot of blood, and they looked excited and shouted in unison:

"Strike! Fight! Fight!"

They don’t know that MLM organizations will be like this in the future...

After Old Wei left, rustling started again. Li Jiankun looked around the classroom and said hesitantly:

"Everyone, hurry up and copy it. After filling out the form tomorrow, Shanhe and I are going back."

"what?"

"Just leave, can't you wait?"

"Math book! Where is the math book? Give it to me quickly!"

"What about physics?"

"I want geometry, geometry!"

At the end of the day, many students had cramps in their hands, blaming themselves for not being able to live up to expectations, so they hit the wall several times.

continue!

Bingzhu night copy!

Li Jiankun decided to go back to review, which had something to do with Lao Wei, but not much.

Mainly after trying it for a few days, I realized that the school was still too noisy. In addition, sometimes classmates happened to be copying a certain book, and it was not good for you to go and get it.

He cannot be the kind of saint that Lao Wei said.

I didn’t even think about doing it.
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the next morning.

There were actually 1 students in Class 46 of Senior High School, and 7 of them didn’t show up, which meant they gave up on their own initiative.

These people may not be like Xiao Wang.

Under the torrent of the times, weak people are destined to be unable to adapt, just like many opportunities later.

Many years later, some of them may sigh with regret, but in fact, even if they are given another chance, they will still make the same choice.

Character determines fate.

At 8 o'clock sharp, Wei Dongping stepped into the classroom, holding a stack of yellowed sheets of paper as thin as cicada wings.

"Here, the class leader will help you distribute it."

Xu Qingyou did his part and stood up to take the order. Wei Dongping looked at him deeply.

This guy, the monk Zhang Er, was left scratching his head.

Next, I filled out my application form and made a lot of jokes.

"Oxford university!"

"University of Cambridge!"

"Harvard University!"

"Hey! Are you stupid? Is this a school in our country?"

"Isn't it?"

"Xu Zhimo has seen too much, haven't you?"

All young people in this era yearn for college, but those who truly understand college are very rare.

Especially young people in small towns.

During the time when they were growing up, only a few people around them were recommended to go to college, and it only existed through rumors.

Coupled with the lack of information, there are almost no channels for people to learn about university information.

"Then what are you filling in for?"

"Yes, then which university should I apply for?"

"Of course Tsinghua University and Peking University!"

In 1977, when the application form was collected, many students applied for Peking University and Tsinghua University, and most of the others were from prestigious universities such as the University of Science and Technology of China, Zhejiang University and Fudan University.

The wish really became a wish.

But, we still have to be pragmatic.

What to do in the end?
The application form is for reference only, and the model of "from high scores to low scores is selected by key universities first".

In this way, everyone has nothing to say, oh no, non-key universities are particularly uncomfortable.

For example, a certain student was selected by the university and his files were all taken away. Suddenly, a certain key person found that the area was not full yet. He waved his hand and said, "Come on, give it to me first."

Non-key brother: Gan Ni Nian!

Li Jiankun also applied for Peking University, which did not cause any disturbance.

Only one column was filled in, and the rest were left blank.

No need.

If it wasn't Peking University, it didn't matter which university he went to. Anyway, he just wanted to fulfill his dream and experience university life.

It’s not that I have any obsession with Peking University.

I want to make up for a regret.

In this life, when you are getting older, lying on the rocking chair, and recalling the past, there will always be at least one figure that tugs at your heart.Then let out a long lament.

In his heart, there is also a touch of white clothes.

It was just an accident that we met. At that time, social practice was advocated, and college students always liked to run around in nooks and crannies during the summer.

At that time, he was a shipyard worker.

That girl is a Peking University student. Emotional matters in the 80s were still very simple. Most girls were not materialistic. Sometimes they fell in love with something vigorous and carefree.

After the girl returned to Beijing, the two exchanged letters every month.

Lasted two full years.

In the last letter, the girl said that she had an opportunity to study abroad, but she hesitated and asked him what he meant.

In his reply, he wrote only five words:
"Let's break up."

When the pen refill landed on the "Select Subjects" column, Li Jiankun held his cheek and began to think deeply.

I really haven't considered this.

After a long time, he put down the pen and wrote the three words "economics".

There's nothing I can do about it. He has a lot of faults and few strengths. If I had to name one, it would be... he only makes money.

In this era, university subject choices were limited and focused on basic subjects, such as mathematics, physics, chemistry, culture, geology, and history. In other words, the main direction in the future was learning.

Where is he that green onion?

Not interested either.

Wang Shanhe bent over and came over, "Jiankun, what did you fill in?"

"What about you?"

"Here." Xiao Wang slapped the list in his face.

First choice university: Tsinghua University.

Preferred subject: Philosophy.

Oh, your ideological consciousness is very high.

Not surprisingly, these days, students who don’t want to be philosophers are not good poets.

The guy suddenly laughed and said, "If we really want to get what we want, we have to fight."

Xiao Wang asked in confusion: "Why? How could I fight with you?"

"That's not up to you. You'll know when the time comes."

Xiao Wang rolled his eyes, "You know what I'm doing, I just don't want to retaliate for this."

After that, he put two pieces of pie on the list very casually and changed it to, Peking University, Department of Economics...

copy.

For Xiao Wang, the significance of going to Tsinghua University to study philosophy is far less than getting together with Jiankun and continuing to have fun.

This is his ambition.
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noon.

Li Jiankun and Wang Shanhe packed their things, emptied the bed, and left as soon as they could.

Many buddies in the dormitory miss her.

Li Jiankun knew that it wasn't the people they were reluctant to part with, and it wasn't just the end of the show. There was still the college entrance examination, and at least there was a graduation ceremony.

But there is no way, this is all that can be done.

"See you!"

The two of them jumped on their bicycles, leaving the school with the washbasin and lunchbox banging against the frame.

But just after leaving the school, Li Jiankun suddenly slowed down.

The car slowly stopped and pushed in front of a girl.

She obviously waited here specially.

You can't pretend you didn't see it.

Zhong Ling glanced at Wang Shanhe, who didn't avoid it, and said softly: "I just want to say, come on."

This was off-putting.

Full of sincere blessings.

When he found out that I was not joking and really wanted to take the exam, any further advice would be a blow, so he changed it to a blessing?
Okay, I got it.

Li Jiankun smiled and nodded, "The same goes for you, work hard, I believe you will be fine."

Zhong Ling raised the corners of his mouth with a smile as bright as a flower.

"work hard together!"

"Together!"

That's impossible, girl, in this life between us... No, we have never been destined to each other.

The bicycle pushed out a few meters and then stopped. Li Jiankun turned around and asked, "By the way, what did you fill in for your first choice university?"

"Peking University."

"!!!"

This guy is confused.

It's too bloody!

She really passed the exam!

No, no, what’s so strange about Peking University? There are 46 people in the class, at least 20 of them have filled in for Peking University.

It couldn't be Peking University. If it was Peking University, I had heard of it back then, so I wouldn't have had any impression of it.

"What about you?"

"Tsinghua University."

Xiao Wang glanced over, why are you still lying?

Zhong Ling smiled again, this time it was more cliched and he didn't laugh out loud on the spot, which was a great honor.

(End of this chapter)