Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Peking University!

Beijing Normal University!

Beijing Institute of Technology!

Great Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation!

The loud names make people tremble in their ears!

For people who are eager to read and yearn for university, these names are not just names, they also represent hope, desire, *, future, development, life, career, happiness...

The members of the Ruixue group stood up one by one, sat down one by one, and watched the ups and downs of the crowd.

Xiao Ren clenched his fist, nailed his nails into the sleeves of the cotton-padded jacket, his body was warm, but his arms were covered with goose bumps, which was a tremor from the heart.

The joy and touch of empathy!

Seeing these ordinary people who are similar to himself, through the many obstacles, put in a huge effort, and finally created a miracle, Xiao Ren only felt that his eye sockets were moist.

As a girl from the countryside, Xiao Ren understands the happiness of university better than the city boy next to her. At the same time, she also understands the difficulties and entanglements of college students in towns and townships.

In rural areas where the average annual family income is only 200 yuan, supporting a student to study is a heavy burden. It is only the most basic necessities, food, housing, transportation, and book expenses. No matter how you save students, they will spend 50 yuan a year, on average per month. Less than 5 yuan, an average of 2 cents per day.

In fact, most students cannot live for a long time at such a low standard.

And most rural families have more than one child.

For two children to go to school, it would cost 100 yuan a year. A little more generous would cost one hundred fifty or sixty yuan. The older sister dropped out of school to leave a chance for younger brother. This is a common situation in this era. It is happening in almost every village. Something like this.

The cost of studying is only one aspect. On the other hand, watching children who don't study start earning money to support their families when they are teenagers, young people who are still studying at the age of 10 will have great mental pressure themselves.

This is good for graduate students or doctoral students in the 21st century. Seeing that their peers have already married and had children, they are starting to buy a house and car for the next generation. When they are over 30, they are still studying and they will naturally feel pressure. It’s fine if the family conditions are good. If the family conditions are not good and the relatives around you are bitter and mean, it takes courage to insist on studying for a Ph. .

Yang Rui once did not pass such a test of courage. In the end, Yang Rui, who had no outstanding talent, gave up the scientific research work he liked and devoted himself to the life of making money to support his family.

Xiao Ren is a girl with good luck. She grasped the once-in-a-lifetime job recruitment, from a farmer to an urban one, and got a stable job. It stands to reason that such a job is enough to live a happy life. .

However, looking at these college students who were proud or proud or calm, Xiao Ren couldn't calm down.

"I want to go to college...I want to go to college...I want to go to college!" Xiao Ren muttered to herself, and she read it out sometime.

The frenetic atmosphere ignited at once.

"I want to go to college!"

"I want to go to college!"

"the University!"

"the University!"

Everyone needs a channel to vent too much.

It's as if the audience on the court wants to shout hoarsely when their blood is boiling.

The audience in the auditorium also turned red in the gap between dream and reality.

They chose two loud words and shouted them out.

It's a bit like pure venting, a bit like silent prayer, a bit like a wild request...

In 1984, we had nowhere to go.

In 1984, we could not see the direction.

In 1984, we were full of dreams.

In 1984, I wanted to go to university.

Xia Mingyu stood on the chair and suddenly read a poem.

Xiao Ren's eyes lit up instantly.

People who were tired of shouting gradually calmed down, soothed their spirits, and quietly listened to the improvisation of this stranger:

In 1984, our youth has no regrets.

In 1984, I wanted to go to university.

In 1984, I was in university.

In 1984, I would like to do it again.

In 1984, I saw the dream.

In 1984, I saw youth.

In 1984, I saw the future.

I saw…

After reading this, Xia Mingyu raised his arm.

Xiao Ren Fu had a heart, and suddenly stood on the chair, and continued loudly:

I see my dream running in college.

I saw my youth flying in the university.

I see my future shine in the university.

…

Xia Mingyu's eyes also lit up.

He looked at the girl in front of him, the pigtails, the cotton-padded jacket and the flushed face, without the face of a beautiful woman, but let him see a beautiful halo.

Xia Mingyu jumped off the chair, and then generously extended his hand to take Xiao Ren down.

Xiao Ren's face was even more rosy, but he still put his hand on Xia Mingyu's palm generously.

Her heartbeat is accelerating, her thinking is accelerating, and her body is obeying.

The people next to them all looked at them with kind eyes, even the municipal party committee staff at the front desk were moved by the atmosphere in the auditorium and became empathetic.

The report conference in the 1980s was almost a Chinese-style concert. On this occasion, people’s tolerance was greatly enhanced, and things that they did not understand or could not understand at ordinary times became understandable and tolerable.

Liu Shan let out a sigh of relief, quietly turning her eyes to the front.

On the stage in front, Yang Rui was looking down with a smile.

Unlike everyone's dissatisfaction, Yang Rui actually has a sense of satisfaction.

Although it was not his first choice to be a tuition teacher, Yang Rui did a great job in this position. In his plan that year, if the business went well, he would start his own advanced tuition class for up to five years. , Like Japanese cram schools, training students with the goal of hitting top universities.

He did not realize the sweetness of successful entrepreneurship, but now, he also has the opportunity to train students to hit top universities.

This is not a commemoration of my past life.

Ten, twenty, or thirty years later, when everyone present recalls today's scene, they will probably be a little touched and missed.

Yang Rui squeezed the microphone with his hand. In the cheers all day, he raised the microphone again to let the voice resound through the audience: "I should also talk about some other experiences, such as the college entrance examination experience. Principal Zhao said, this is What everyone wants to hear most..."

Xiao Ren smiled and, like the other students, gradually calmed down and listened carefully to Yang Rui's continued report.

And her shoulder touched Xia Mingyu slightly, and neither of them had any intention of giving way.

…

Three days later.

Xia Mingyu and Xiao Ren get up to Xibao Middle School.

After the renovation, the West Castle Middle School gives people the first impression that it has a large area.

This was originally a barren mountain next to the town of Xibao. The entire mountain was allocated to Xibao Middle School. Zhao Dannian could not find much money before, so he organized the students to plant trees to make the school’s wooded area. At one time there were dozens of times as wide as the building area.

Now, with the support of higher-level departments, the first thing Xibao Middle School does is to delimit the area.

Starting from the foot of the mountain, Zhao Dannian built a mountain gate, which is a bit like a stone gate commonly seen in Taoism, but it is clearly written in four characters: Xibao Middle School.

In Zhao Dannian's words, this is a horse racing enclosure. It doesn't hurt whether it can be used or not.

The education departments at the three levels of provinces, cities and counties all wanted to regard the national champion as their political achievements, and Zhao Dannian's requirements were basically met.

Maybe it’s a pain for the county to build teaching buildings and build uphill roads, but for provincial and municipal institutions, the total investment of hundreds of thousands of RMB is not a big deal.

In contrast, reputation and credit are more important.

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