Seven o'clock in the morning is the busiest time in Nanhua.
Almost immediately after seven o'clock, hundreds of thousands of people poured out of various neighborhoods in the city, riding bicycles or walking to the tram station to wait for the tram. The bustling people were all heading towards their respective destinations.
Walk away.
The ringing of bicycle bells and long honking of horns on the street, countless bicycles traveling quickly on the roadside service roads. As early as five years ago, bicycles were gradually popularized in Ming Dynasty due to the continuous reduction in prices, and they became a toy for the rich.
A means of transportation for ordinary families.
Bicycles were rushing forward on the service road, and trams were clanking by on the spacious avenue. On the sidewalks, except for a few adults, there were more children carrying school bags to school.
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These children, who look to be 17 or 18 years old, mostly wear white shirts and black cropped shorts for boys, while girls wear sailor uniforms and blue skirts. This is the standard summer school uniform of the Ming Dynasty. Only the school badge on the chest can be distinguished.
The difference after leaving school.
These children are the real first-generation Ming people. They came to Nanhua when they were very young, and then received systematic education from primary school to middle school in Ming Dynasty.
Although they were not born in this land, they have grown up in this land since they can remember, and this land has left an indelible mark on them.
If their parents were immigrants, then they were born and raised locals, at least to a certain extent.
Wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, Li Ping'an walked towards school as usual. However, he has been different from usual recently and has a lot of things on his mind. After all, graduation is about to happen, and some things must be done before graduation.
Make a choice before.
Just as he was walking on the sidewalk with his head down and thinking, a series of crisp car bells rang behind him.
"Hi! Li Ping'an, what are you thinking about? I've called you several times, but there's no answer."
Li Ping'an turned around and saw Lin Dong jumping off his bicycle behind him, and forced a smile.
"Lin Dong? Is this the bicycle you just bought?"
"That's right, Phoenix brand, this year's new model, the electric light in front, you don't have to worry when there are no street lights..."
54 yuan is almost two months' salary of his father. Obviously his father will not buy it for himself, and of course he will not let his father buy it. After all, it is too expensive.
Even until now, his father has not bought a bicycle. But the tram is faster. Li Ping'an thought in his heart.
Lin Dong's father is an engineer and earns several hundred yuan a month. But his father? He is just an ordinary factory worker and earns less than thirty yuan a month.
The disparity in family circumstances did not prevent them from becoming friends, but they will soon graduate from high school. What will happen after graduation?
I hope I can get into college, at least into a vocational college. In that case, my life will be very different.
"Come on, there are no street lights anywhere in Nanhua, and you can still ride a bicycle out of the city,"
Accompanied by the sound of words and brakes coming from the roadside, a bicycle stopped beside them.
It's Li Mu. You can tell it's him just by looking at the golden hair that shines golden in the sun. The son of the deputy manager of the Northern Mining Company, like his father, he is a first-generation immigrant from South China. He attends the party at the club every year.
kind.
"Hurry up and sit down safely. If we are late later, the instructor will pick us up at the door again!"
"Take my seat, be safe, I haven't taken anyone with you yet!"
"I haven't brought anyone with me before, so I can't let you take it with me. What if I fall? Let's go!"
When Li Ping'an sat on the bicycle, there was a burst of laughter from a young man along with the clear ringing of the bell.
The status gap between people does not make much difference in school. Whether they are children of ordinary people or rich people, they all go to the same school and need to be admitted to high school based on their grades. Li Ping'an grew up from high school to
In high school, he relied on scholarships all the way to study. His name was always on the scholarship list for top students issued by the school every semester. Although the ranking was not very high, it still gave him the opportunity to enter high school.
If he can enter a junior college or university in the future, he can not only win scholarships, but also win company funding by signing a post-graduation employment contract. After all, many junior colleges themselves are founded by companies to train talents for the company.
Amidst the clear ringing of the car bells, the two bicycles drove one after another. Soon they arrived at the school. When they vaguely saw the sign of Nanhua No. 1 High School, Li Ping'an jumped out of the car. Li Mu and Lin
Dong and others also jumped out of the car. According to school rules, you can only push your bicycle when entering the school.
"Hello, principal."
"Hello, classmate."
The principal of Nanhua No. 1 High School, Song Chaodong, and the instructor were standing by the school gate, watching the students coming in from outside. As the students passed the gate, they half-bowed to greet the teachers. The principal was also led by the instructor.
Smiling and nodding back.
However, unlike the principal's smiling face, the instructor's face was as straight as before, and he even held a "spirit injection stick" in his hand. Everyone knew how this stick injects spirit, but no one knew what it actually was.
Who invented it, but what is certain is that in Ming Dynasty, almost every middle school, military instructors had such a "spiritual injection stick".
Whenever students see it, they always feel refreshed and never feel downcast again. Just like Li Ping'an and Lin Dong, the moment they jump out of the car, they immediately become energetic and even say hello.
The voice is very energetic.
"Hello principal!"
The three people bowed and said hello loudly. Although it seemed a bit noisy, in the instructor's ears, a smile appeared on his stern face.
Very good, very energetic.
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The classwork in the morning was as heavy as usual. It was not until after lunch that things finally became easier. Many people on the playground used their lunch break to play football.
As usual, Li Mu started playing football on the playground as soon as he came out of the cafeteria. Football is the most popular sport in the Ming Dynasty. This is completely a "tradition", and this tradition was popularized in Nanhua when Emperor Zhu Da was not yet the emperor.
At that time, there were not many women in Nanhua. In order to exert their strength, the men could only play football on the football field. So it became a tradition to play football. Now there are even as many as 20 footballs in Ming Dynasty.
Although the club does not have an official league, there are many competitions. After all, this is the "traditional sport" of the Ming Dynasty.
Of course, Li Mu does not play football to join the club and make a living playing football. He does it purely because of interest. What he enjoys is the thrill of dominating the court, and he is more willing to enjoy people's cheers and screams. As for becoming
He has never thought about being a professional player. Of course, if there is an opportunity, he will not reject it.
For him, playing football is just fun.
Looking at Li Mu's vigorous figure on the court, Li Ping'an's eyes were a little complicated. Deep down in his heart, he was always envious of Li Mu and Lin Dong. Their family background determined that they did not need to consider the issue of livelihood.
And what about him?
Although there were still three months until the high school graduation exam, he had to consider which school to apply for.
First of all, his father did not have the money for him to go to a preparatory school, so he had to pass the exam, which meant that he did not need to consider the University of Nanhua, which had thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge.
The safest option is to go to a technical college and then become an engineer, accountant, technician, or...
Then what?
He will be like Lin Dong's father, earning several hundred yuan a month. Of course, when he first graduated, he definitely didn't earn that much, but he definitely earned more than his father.
Can……
When do you want it?
Is everything what I want? What does the life I want look like?
This chapter has been completed!