The passionate years starting from the college entrance examination

Chapter 15, Wangfujing
After Comrade Wang Zongyuan heard this, he was no longer in a hurry to drive.

He immediately came down to give evidence to Chen Guohua.

The two comrades in military uniforms next to them also spoke at this time.

"Comrade, do you believe it now?"

Xu Pingxiu knew that he was careless today, so he didn't dare to be harsh at this time.

However, he lowered his head in silence, as if he didn't intend to apologize.

But Chen Guohua had no intention of letting him go.

"Two comrade officers, thank you. I mean Four Eyes. Do you owe me an apology now?"

"Why do I have to apologize to you?" Xu Pingxiu was not afraid of Chen Guohua, he held his head high and said:

"As a citizen of the Republic, I have the right to question whether you are an agent and to help our country identify those bad actors."

"Besides, I just said that casually, since you are not a spy, then you are not, what else do you want?"

"Okay, you won't apologize, right?"

Chen Guohua was also convinced. The other party was really confident!
"I'll send you to the police station later. I'll see how stubborn you can be."

However, at this time, the two comrades officers next to them spoke.

"Comrade, I advise you to apologize quickly."

"By the way, show us your work permit."

"Why should I show you my work permit?"

Xu Pingxiu immediately said unhappily, but the two officers laughed:
"We are the relevant department responsible for catching spies. Why do you think we are?"

This time it was Xu Pingxiu's turn to be stunned.

Chen Guohua, Liang Dadong, the conductor and others all laughed immediately.

This farce is almost over here.

After the two officers checked Xu Pingxiu's work permit, they asked a few simple questions and let each other go without any trouble.

In the end, Xu Pingxiu reluctantly apologized to Chen Guohua.

Although Xu Pingxiu had good intentions, he was not a police officer, so he certainly couldn't talk nonsense.

Chen Guohua was not unyielding when he was in power, but he still couldn't help but sarcastically said:
"I thought you were going to be tough to the end, but I didn't expect you to be soft-hearted. Tsk!"

After that, he rolled his eyes and thanked the driver, Lao Wang.

The latter said it was okay, started the car and left.

Not long after Lao Wang's car left, Lao Li also repaired the rear wheel with transparent tape.

For the time being, there is no more oil leakage.

As long as there are no problems with the wheels, driving is not a big issue.

Finally, the bus can start normally.

After driving on the road again, Liang Dadong sat down next to Chen Guohua and asked for advice.

Liang Dadong wanted to know what books Chen Guohua was reading.

As a worker in a machinery repair shop, Liang Dadong is currently a first-class worker with a low salary.

But if technology improves and a worker's rank is upgraded, his wages will rise.

For him, the temptation is still great.

"Comrade Liang, can you read Xiong Ya Li Wen?"

Hearing Chen Guohua's question, Liang Dadong suddenly opened his mouth:
"Are you saying that the Ikarus bus maintenance book you read was written in Xiong Yali style?"

If it is in Chinese, then he must have no problem.

But as a person who doesn’t understand foreign languages ​​at all, what the hell is Hungarian?

Of course, Liang Dadong also knew that Ikarus buses were imported from the country Xiong Yali.

Seeing Chen Guohua nodding, Liang Dadong immediately admired and said:

"Little comrade, you are so amazing. You can actually speak Xiongyali language? You are not the genius of your school, are you?"

"Actually, I don't understand it very well. It has an accent, haha!"

Chen Guohua said modestly:

"My language talent is not bad, and our No. 65 Middle School is currently the first pure high school in Beijing, and the learning environment is very good." Along the way, Liang Dadong asked a lot of questions.

Until the bus entered the city, Liang Dadong went to the back to check the wheels of the rear car.

Sure enough, nothing happened to the wheels until now.

Therefore, he admired Chen Guohua even more and hoped that Chen Guohua could translate the book.

It's a pity that the latter declined on the grounds of study, and the book was originally copied from someone else, and now I don't know where to find it.

Liang Dadong was extremely sorry for this.

However, he still left his address in Beijing, saying that we could chat more in the future.

Because he wanted to exchange car repair skills with Chen Guohua.

The bus slowly passed by Chang'an Street, with the Forbidden City and Tiananmen Square on both sides.

Seeing the heart of the country in this era, Chen Guohua couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.

In his previous life, he had been to the capital many times.

But every time he was a tourist or a passer-by.

The longest time I stayed in the capital was just over a month.

At this time, the streets of Beijing were quite lively.

Children held hands across the road, old men drove three cars to deliver coal, and young people walked lightly with cross-body bags on their backs.

There were also groups of girls, wearing big braids and dark jackets, disappearing quickly around the corner in the cold wind.

"We've arrived at Wangfujing Station, get off quickly."

After hearing what the conductor said, Chen Guohua picked up his luggage and quickly got off the bus.

The bus only stops at Wangfujing Station, so Chen Guohua can only get off here.

Then go north along Wangfujing Street for about one kilometer to No. 65 Middle School.

As the first pure high school in Beijing, No. 65 Middle School is not that big.

But the quality of teachers and students is very high.

After walking a little more than a kilometer, Chen Guohua finally arrived at the school gate.

The old man Dong at the door heard that he worked as a guard here before liberation.

"Uncle Dong, I'm back."

"Hey, isn't this the beauty of the country? I'm sorry and I'm sorry!"

Old man Dong knows Chen Guohua, and it can even be said that he is quite familiar with him.

The latter has lived in the school for more than two years and often interacts with him. How can he not be familiar with him?

Some time ago, when Chen Guohua was notified to return to Majia Cemetery for funeral, Old Man Dong lamented: The father of this boy Guohua is not lucky!

Not so good?

In less than half a year, Chen Guohua will take the college entrance examination.

According to Chen Guohua's grades, his chances of getting into college are very high.

Once you are admitted to university, you will immediately receive state subsidies.

After graduating from college, the state assigns cadre jobs with a starting salary of 40 to [-] yuan.

At that time, Lao Chen and his family can move to the capital and enjoy their happiness.

But now, Lao Chen is gone, so he is said to be unlucky.

"Thank you, Uncle Dong. I'll go back to the dormitory first."

Chen Guohua put on a smile and walked into the campus carrying his backpack.

Needless to say, the environment of No. 65 Middle School is really good.

But Chen Guohua's dormitory made him a little uncomfortable.

Dormitories with 12 people to a room are all fully occupied.

The students are all from the surrounding areas of Beijing and are poor students.

"Oh, just bear with it for a while, it's only for half a year."

(End of this chapter)