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Chapter 3 The wind blowing through the years

It’s not that my alma mater, China University of Science and Technology, is not good. It’s a 985 institution after all. It’s actually the Chinese University of Science and Technology that is more cost-effective.
Huagong University of Technology is a pure science and engineering college, while CUHK is a comprehensive university. The score lines for some majors of Lingnan College and Medical School have exceeded the admission lines of Qingbei.
"CUHK Lingnan" is even known as a business school at the same level as "Peking University Guanghua". The MBA has trained many corporate executives. It is highly recognized not only in the five provinces of South China, but also in Hong Kong and the international community.
But then, Chen Zhu thought of a question:
If I can really go to CUHK and change schools and majors, will I still have to take the public examination in the future?
Or to be more direct, even if you maintain the status quo and continue to work as a Chinese worker, are you still considered a civil servant?
The reason why I took the public examination was because after graduating with a master's degree, I found several jobs but was not very satisfied. When I was extremely confused and doubtful, I happened to register for the provincial examination.
Just like all graduates, as long as you can't find a good job, then take the public examination and try.
What I didn't expect was that I passed the exam successfully.
"At that time, if I had a job with a monthly salary of RMB 15,000, I probably wouldn't take the provincial exam."
Chen Zhu thought quietly.
Working within the system has advantages and disadvantages, and it mainly depends on personal positioning and choice.
The advantages are:
Guaranteed harvest despite droughts and floods, has a certain degree of social recognition, and can find some connections when children are studying or relatives are hospitalized...
If you are in a small fifth- or sixth-tier city, being a civil servant would actually bring you quite a lot of happiness.
Of course, there are also disadvantages:
The salary is not high, barely enough to live on, and overtime is severe and there is no overtime pay. Many times, you really can’t help yourself within the wall. The higher the position, the greater the pressure...
Sometimes a superior leader's unintentional words have to be pondered over and over in his mind many times.
Now that I have been reborn unexpectedly, should I take the public exam in the future?
Chen Zhu frowned and turned the pen in circles until the ballpoint pen accidentally fell to the ground with a "pop" sound. Chen Zhu also made up his mind instantly.
"The first choice is definitely not to take the public examination!"
This is 2007. I know the social development trend in the next ten years and have been immersed in the system for many years. There is no doubt about my skills and ability to deal with problems. Why do I need to go through the qualifications step by step?
When I was in college, I could start planning things.
!
After more than ten years of walking on eggshells within the system, can’t we still enjoy it now?
Then play music, then dance.jpg
In fact, even if it is the second choice, it is not to take the civil service exam, but to choose a transfer student.
It is a basic national policy that all “civil servants” must take the entrance examination, but selected students can be given extra points based on their performance in university.
Therefore, Chen Zhu felt that he could first clear up all the joints of being a transfer student while studying in college.
This includes the relationship between the college and the school, the relationship between the Personnel Office and the Student Affairs Office and other important departments, and even the relationship between the student union, etc.
For ordinary college students, these seem to be far away from their own lives, and they have no idea how to start;
But for Director Chen, he can find an entry point in the myriad of interpersonal relationships.
At the same time, he also started his own business.
If I become Chen Busi in four years, then I am sorry to say that I will become an entrepreneur;
If it's still a small fuss, it doesn't matter, I'll be selected as a transfer student.
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Chen Zhu made an important decision about his life, but it was a pity that he could not share it with his good friend Huang Baihan. He simply turned his excitement into motivation and kept immersed in doing the questions.
After finishing the three subjects of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry, I took out the Chinese and English papers from the last monthly exam and pondered over them.
As for English, I still don’t understand what I should understand;
It was a Chinese language test paper. Chen Zhu looked at it for a while, his face was as tangled as a bun.
For example:
Middle school students all know that the next sentence of "A sad autumn is often a guest in thousands of miles" is "a disease that has been sick for a hundred years appears alone on the stage". Why could I forget it at that time?
There is also the poem "Yangzhou Slow". The author clearly expresses his sorrow for the destruction of war and his desire for peace through the description of the prosperous Yangzhou in the past.
Why do I feel that the poet was attracted by the bustling and lively scenery in Yangzhou City and expressed a kind of joy?
Finally, the composition is really outrageous!
This kind of article that is 800 miles off topic could actually be written by me?
Huang Baihan noticed that Chen Zhu had been staring at the Chinese language test paper with a gloomy expression on his face. He turned his head and took a look, then patted Chen Zhu on the shoulder and comforted him:
"Don't look at the past papers. They will be exactly the same in two days. You have been following my rhythm in your recent Chinese review. You can memorize whatever I memorize. This will at least help you break through the 100-point mark."
Although Huang Baihan's scores in mathematics, physics and chemistry were not as outstanding as Chen Zhu's, his Chinese and English were not that bad, and he was relatively average in each subject. In the end, he was admitted to the Chinese Engineering College, but his major was not as good as Chen Zhu's.
Chen Zhu glanced at Pu Xin's rhubarb and said nothing.
Soon it was time for self-study classes to end at 9:30. Chen Zhu and Huang Baihan were both day students. They were not only sitting at the same table, but also sharing the same table with each other for meals and on the way home from school.
Chen Zhu vaguely remembered that if one person wanted to take leave back then, he had to find a match for the other person in advance:
——I'm asking for leave at noon today, and I've made an appointment for you. You and XXX will go to dinner later.
Now that I think about it, it sounds silly and green.
At this time, in the campus after school, the moonlight is melting and the starry sky is dotted. High school students are either pushing bicycles or carrying schoolbags, walking in twos and threes on the tree-lined avenue.
Sometimes they talked loudly, sometimes they whispered in low voices, exuding a vigorous and uplifting atmosphere, and their smiles were full of expectations for the future.
Maybe this is a real young man, who doesn't know the heights of the world, and is conceited and talented in everything he looks at. Although he pretends to be romantic, he is also frank and sincere. Under the influence of this atmosphere, Chen Zhu wants to sing a few pop songs.
In fact, the campus radio station plays songs at this time every day, and tonight was no exception. Soon Jay Chou's "Hair is Like Snow" came from the roadside speakers:
Your hair is as sad as snow. Farewell
Who was touched by my burning incense?
Invite the bright moon to make memories bright
Love is perfect under the moonlight
For many years to come, the song "Hair is Like Snow" has been very popular, and it was still on the playlist in 2024. Now I suddenly return to 2007, and I hear these familiar lyrics again.
In a daze, Chen Zhu felt like he was being blown by the wind of time.
"Why don't you leave?"
Huang Baihan saw Chen Zhu standing in a daze under the streetlight suddenly, and couldn't help but turn around and urge him.
Chen Zhu jogged a few steps to catch up, and then asked Huang Baihan: "Dahuang, do you ever feel that the sound quality of the school radio station is very poor, but the songs it plays are always better than those in the headphones?"
"Is there any?"
Huang Baihan does not have enough life experience, or in other words, he is in this experience himself, so it is difficult for him to take part in it.
After all, one cannot have youth and the feeling of youth at the same time.
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There is a bus stop in front of the school, and the two of them got on the bus and found a seat to sit down.
There are very few passengers at this point, and occasionally there are hardworking workers who work overtime. They look tired. Some are resting against the window, and some are looking down at their Nokia phones with blue screens.
Everyone seems to be a separate island, scattered and scattered, never having any interaction with each other.
When Chen Zhugang was working, he often worked overtime until very late, and he had a deep understanding of the loneliness of the late bus shift.
It went on like this for several stops. The two of them would usually talk a lot about campus gossip at this time, but tonight Chen was not in a good mood, and often looked at the neon lights outside the window and fell into deep thought.
"What's wrong?"
Huang Baihan said with a naive smile: "I feel that you have been acting weird tonight, as if you have fallen out of love. I thought, Yu Xian didn't have a boyfriend either."
In fact, Chen Zhu had a crush on a girl in high school, not Song Shiwei, but an art student named Yu Xian.
Not only is she pretty, she is also feisty and coquettish, and her personality deeply attracts sultry otakus like Chen Zu.
Huang Baihan knew this secret, and like all good friends, he often brought it up to tease Chen Zhu.
Chen Zhu was also thin-skinned at that time. Whenever Huang Baihan mentioned "Yu Xian", Chen Zhu would blush shyly.
Whenever he sees Chen Zhu's reaction, Huang Baihan feels a sense of satisfaction that the prank has been successful.
Just now...
Looking at Huang Baihan who was overjoyed, Chen Zhu sighed and suddenly stretched out his arms to help Huang Baihan tidy up his collar: "I'm not broken up in love, I'm just thinking about something, one of which is related to you."
"Is it related to me? What is it?"
Huang Baihan believed it to be true and blinked his eyes, a little puzzled by Chen Zhu's actions.
"I discovered"
As Chen Zhu said this, he picked up his schoolbag unnoticeably. When the bus arrived, he suddenly slapped Huang Baihan on the face, and at the same time cursed: "You are an idiot!"
"Hold!"
Huang Baihan stood up and was about to fight back, but Chen Zhu already jumped out of the bus and the bus door creaked and locked.
"Damn it! Just wait for me tomorrow!"
Huang Baihan had no choice but to open the car window and threaten.
"Good night!"
Chen didn't even look back, he stretched out his arms and waved them casually twice.
The evening breeze stirred the open school uniform, and the young man's back was slender and straight under the street lamp.
Huang Baihan was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he felt that his friend seemed to have changed.
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