"You're panicked!" Ling Er looked at the thick stack of mimeographed papers on Liu Gao's bed and joked, "Today and tomorrow, how many tomorrows are there."

Liu Gaodao, "If you want to care, I just love to study and I can't bear to throw it away, you won't accept it."

Ling Er said, "Don't throw away the papers, read the textbooks, laying a solid foundation, and it's too late to study the papers again. I hope to cram the papers for a few days on holiday, and then the possibility of a miracle happening is too small."

He spent half of his life in school and knew the mentality of students too well.

Some students always feel that they have not finished reading the books every day, but they always don’t read them.

Liu Gao belongs to this type of person. He was abandoned during the day and felt guilty at night. He thought of a thousand roads and continued to walk the same road the next day.

"Hey, Ling Laoer, are you back?" A head was revealed on the bed above.

Ling Er was in a daze. In the dim room, he couldn't recognize it, but he could recognize it and didn't know the other party's name.

Liu Gaodao, "Jiang Xianlei, you pig, you are still sleeping."

Jiang Xianlei?

Ling Er read it silently in his heart, thought about it carefully, and finally connected with his memory, and said with a smile, "Get up, it's good to read a book."

Jiang Xianlei arched his body and climbed down from the upper bunk. The ribs behind him could be seen. He took out a pack of inferior cigarettes from the belly of the table and let them go. No one smoked them. He lit them himself and said in a pretentious manner, "I'll pack up in the afternoon and leave. I'm going to go on a stroll in the beach."

"It's great. I want to have something to have. What if I turn over." Ling Er did not deny him. In this turbulent era, there are many examples of counterattacks at the bottom. If I catch the opportunity, I might turn over.

Jiang Xianlei smiled and said, "When my brother turns over, I will take you all the time."

Ling Er said, "You go to the front station and wait until you find out the way, I will go find you."

I rolled up the mat and prepared to take it home, but after a closer look, it was either a hole or a mold spot. So I simply threw it away. Under the bed was my own pair of green liberating shoes. It was not broken yet, so I simply put it in a woven bag and put the test paper together.

Carrying a woven bag to the classroom, the head teacher was collecting the fees for the high school entrance examination, and everyone paid for it.

"You have money?" Yang Hao didn't understand why Ling Er was so calm.

"No money." Ling Er only had two dollars in his pocket.

Yang Hao said, "I have it in my pocket."

His father is a county cadre and his mother is from a town hospital. Relatively speaking, the conditions are better than most students. His pockets often contain huge sums of 100 yuan that many people dare not imagine.

"Thank you, no need." Ling Er was confident.

The head teacher had already registered at their table, looked at him, and said, "You don't have to give it."

Yang Hao handed the money to the head teacher, and waited until the head teacher walked away before he asked in a low voice, "What's the situation?"

Ling Er said, "I'll give it to me if someone is kind."

The one who gave the money was his biological grandfather and the teacher at the school. He didn't want to tell outsiders about these things.

"That's good." Yang Hao didn't ask again.

Ling Er suddenly remembered something and asked, "Are you going to take the technical secondary school entrance exam?"

Yang Hao nodded, "Yes, you have such good grades, it's a pity to go to high school. My dad asked me to apply for the provincial banking school. This year, the Agricultural Bank's accounting class recruits 80 people, and you can get the allocation after two years of study."

Ling Er shook his head and said seriously, "Listen to me, let's go to high school together."

When applying for a technical secondary school, not only does it exempt accommodation fees, but it also allows students recruited by national tasks. Most technical secondary school schools are exempt from tuition and miscellaneous fees, and are also provided for graduation.

The disadvantage of studying in high school is very obvious. The three-year academic system is full of food, drink, defecation and urination, and it is still unknown whether you can get into college.

Calculate input, output, and risks and make a natural choice.

Most fresh junior high school graduates are no longer willing to follow the path from junior high school to high school to university. Most of them apply for technical secondary school entrance examinations, and the score line of technical secondary school is even higher than that of key high schools. Many key high schools occasionally have insufficient students and need to be supplemented.

Yang Hao said, "Are you confused? What are you thinking?"

He really didn't understand Ling Er's thoughts.

A rural child who is admitted to a technical secondary school means that a carp jumps over the dragon gate, and for Ling Er, it means a change of fate.

"I want to go to college," Ling Er said firmly, "I hope you can go to college too. We have to look forward. Look, the most popular ones are college students now, even if you get into a master's degree, a banking technical secondary school, or a vocational high school? To put it bluntly, it will be a screw in the future, and it will be nailed to that position. Would you like that for the rest of your life?"

If China wants to align with the world, it must align with the education of developed countries first. If the talent hierarchy only has secondary technical secondary school and vocational high school, how can it develop?

Yang Hao muttered, "You are so ambitious."

He didn't understand where Ling Er's confidence came from.

Ling Er said, "Go home and discuss with your dad. Your family has good conditions and it's not that you can't afford high school."

In his previous life, Yang Hao went to a technical secondary school and started working as a bank teller in the city. From a young man to a young age in his forties, he was safe and stable.

Ling Er was just a pity for him, but he could only say that, and Yang Hao made his own decision.

As the middle school entrance examination approached, classes had been suspended, and all of them were self-study in class. He found all the textbooks from the first to the third grade of junior high school, starting with mathematics, then physics, chemistry, and English. He looked through them one by one, and within an hour, he understood the general content.

I found the previous paper and did it from beginning to end. Except for one element compound price, I lost two points, and the rest was all right, and my confidence was greatly expanded.

What was left was politics, Chinese, biology, history, and geography. He was not worried about it. In fact, there was not much content. After eating lunch in the cafeteria, he started reading books. Except for going to the toilet twice in the middle, he never moved to the nest.

When he was about to finish school, he went to the class teacher, first talked about his study situation, and then said directly, "I want to go home to review first, and come to school and go to the examination room with the car on the day of the exam."

The head teacher is Jiang Weihua, a middle-aged man in his forties, with a round head and thick lenses. He frowned and said, "Are you going to get into high school?"

"Well, I still have to go to college." Ling Erdao.

"The idea is good." Jiang Weihua scratched his head, not caring about the falling dandruff, and then said, "But we also need to consider the reality."

Of course he was clear about the situation of the Ling family. In his opinion, Ling Er’s best choice is to study in a teacher’s degree!

Be stable!

"You old man is so bad. I almost believed you in your previous life!" Ling Er complained silently in his heart, and then smiled, "Teacher Jiang, I think it's very clear. I just want to go to college."

Now he recalls why he was so determined to go to college in his previous life. It seems that he was just because of an open-air movie he had watched. The protagonist is a college student, gentle and elegant, and can attract everyone's attention wherever he goes, especially girls.

He was envious, he wanted to be that kind of person.

ps: Lao Hu wrote this just because he wanted to write it, and he couldn't help but urge to stop it haha
Chapter completed!