In the early morning, the sky is bright.

Ding Zhiyuan looked at the alarm clock. It was 6:05, which was only five minutes later than the previous biological clock.

When I came out of the room, I saw Li Chunmei carrying a large bucket of pig food to feed the pigs. I didn't have time to wash my face, so I hurriedly took it over.

Li Chunmei was stunned for a moment, looking at her son's back, feeling unspeakably uncomfortable.

The child without a father has grown up and become sensible, but she would rather the second child be like the third child and never grow up.

There were only a few piglets in the pigsty, which seemed a little empty.

Li Chunmei originally raised two big fat pigs. In order to raise money for Ding Mingxin's medical treatment, she sold them all before they were ready for slaughter in the twelfth lunar month last year.

Not only the big fat pig, grain, television, tape recorder, but also a Jialing 70 motorcycle were also sold.

The only thing that makes Ding Zhiyuan happy is that the bicycle he rode to school is still there.

After breakfast, Li Chunmei urged Ding Zhiyuan to go to school to evaluate his scores.

Ding Zhiyuan actually doesn't want to go at all. He has forgotten everything, including his score in the college entrance examination.

What's more, in this era, the unified examination is first used to determine the qualifications to participate in the college entrance examination, and then the application form is filled in, and then the college entrance examination is taken.

Now that the college entrance examination is over, what happens even if the scores are estimated?

Candidates are not marking teachers, so the scores are estimated blindly. Only a few can estimate accurately every year.

But the school also has its own considerations, mainly because it wants everyone to have a picture in mind.

Before going out, Li Chunmei handed Ding Zhiyuan five dollars, but Ding Zhiyuan was not polite to her and put it in his pocket.

In order to take care of students who live far away from home, the assessment is set at 1:30 in the afternoon, which is plenty of time.

Riding a bicycle, I first sent Ding Zhimei to the elementary school in the next village, and then slowly rushed to the county seat.

Lijiazhuang is more than 60 miles away from the county seat, and the journey took more than three hours. When we arrived at the county seat, we were just in time for lunch.

The sky is big and the earth is big, eating is the biggest thing.

Today was the market day, so Ding Zhiyuan came to the mutton soup stall he frequented and ordered a large bowl of mutton soup, and a pound of fried dough sticks from the stall next door.

I am a half-grown boy and I am starving to death. Ding Zhiyuan is at the time when he is growing up. He has been traveling all morning and is already starving.

After a while of wolfing down the food, I was sweating profusely, burped, patted my belly and left.

Prices are really cheap now. A piece of fried dough sticks costs five cents, and a pound of eight sticks only costs 40 cents.

A big bowl of mutton soup, rich in meat and thick in soup, only costs one dollar and two cents.

Lunch cost only one yuan and sixty cents. Not only was I full, but I was also extremely satisfied!

When passing by the small bookstore in front of the school, Ding Zhiyuan stopped his bicycle, picked up a newspaper and fanned it.

The bookstore owner, Ge You, was lying under the shade of a tree listening to the radio. When he heard the sound, he lazily raised his eyelids and said, "Who am I to think I am here? It's quite early."

"There is no way, the stupid bird will fly first." Ding Zhiyuan is a frequent visitor to the bookstore and has long been familiar with the boss. "Is there any iced soda?"

"Damn it, if you are such a stupid bird, then there will be no smart people in our county!" The boss laughed and cursed, went into the room and said, "Go get it yourself."

Ding Zhiyuan corrected: "It's our city!"

The boss patted his thigh and said: "If you can pass the top scorer in our East China Sea, you can drink as much soda as you want!"

Ding Zhiyuan realized that the other party had misunderstood, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm talking about Qucheng City, not Donghai City..."

Speaking of this, he still felt that it was easy to cause ambiguity. This time, let alone the number one scholar in Donghai City, he did not even pass the number one scholar in Qucheng City.

"No, what I mean is that our county was changed into a city last year, and it will be called Qucheng City from now on."

"I've been calling you this name for decades, and I'm used to it." The boss laughed dumbly, and then said angrily: "I think some people are just idle, and they change it over and over again, which makes them confused."

Donghai is a prefecture-level city. It used to be called Donghai Region, and before that it was called Donghai Prefecture. Qucheng is a county under Donghai. Last year, the county was changed to a city. The change was so sudden that the names of many government agencies have not been changed yet.

For example, Ding Zhiyuan's high school alma mater still has the sign "Qucheng County No. 1 Middle School" hanging on the door.

"It's Xian's egg that hurts!" Ding Zhiyuan agreed and turned around to get a soda.

The soda is a locally produced orange soda. It comes in a 250ml glass bottle with no label paper and only costs 15 cents a bottle.

Ding Zhiyuan drank it in one gulp, but he still didn't feel satisfied. He drank another bottle and burped: "Comfortable!"

Without disturbing his boss's nap, Ding Zhiyuan leaned against the door frame and read the newspaper.

"A few days ago, after nearly half a month of follow-up investigation, our city's public security organs successfully eliminated a criminal gang that produced and sold counterfeit famous brand liquor..., and seized more than 2,200 bottles of canned famous brand liquor on site, with the amount involved in the case

Up to 70,000 yuan..."

When he heard the midday news on the radio, the boss stared and cursed: "Damn it, fake wine is so profitable!"

Ding Zhiyuan said without raising his head: "What? Are you envious?"

The boss shook his head vigorously: "I'm not envious. If you make this kind of money, you won't spend your life. I heard that last month there was a wedding banquet in Xiguan. They bought fake wine and drank five people to death that day. The wedding turned into a funeral. What a coward.

, what a waste!"

When Ding Zhiyuan heard this, his face suddenly turned green. Isn't this grandson just calling me a coward in a roundabout way?

I originally wanted to drink another bottle of soda, but now I won’t!

Throw down thirty cents, get on your bicycle and rush into the school gate.

"Hey, hey, get off the car, get off the car!" Uncle Qin poked his head out of the communication room, watched Ding Zhiyuan riding away, and cursed him bitterly, "You little bastard!"

When I entered the classroom, I found that the blackboard was already filled with answers.

After a quick glance, many students could not recognize them, and those who recognized them could not be named.

On the other hand, the head teacher has remained the same. Her Mediterranean hairstyle is so recognizable.

"Coming?" The head teacher nodded towards Ding Zhiyuan.

"Here we come." Ding Zhiyuan grinned.

The head teacher’s face was expressionless: “Stop!”

Ding Zhiyuan couldn't remember where he sat, so he just found an empty seat and sat down.

I was just pretending to look at the blackboard when the head teacher came over and asked nervously: "Have you finished the evaluation? How many points?"

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Ding Zhiyuan hesitated and reported to his class teacher that his college entrance examination score had been reduced by 5 points.

The head teacher was silent for a few seconds and patted him on the shoulder: "It's OK."

Ding Zhiyuan: "……."

The head teacher’s face almost fell to the ground, and he turned into a fart!

"It's okay, it's okay." Perhaps realizing that his expression was ferocious, the class teacher tried his best to force out a smile that was uglier than crying, "It's not a big problem to get into a key university with this score, it's just the Physics Department of Jinling University..., but the geography of Jinling University

Department..."

At this point, the head teacher shut up and couldn’t continue editing!

At this time, there were no 985, 211, or one, two, or three books. There were only key points, undergraduate, junior college, and technical secondary school.

With Ding Zhiyuan's usual grades, he could have applied for Tsinghua University and Peking University. However, due to the death of his father, he did not do well in the unified examination in June this year. To be on the safe side, he applied for the Physics Department of Jinling University in his first choice and the Physics Department of Jinling University in his second choice.

Department of Geography, Jinling University.

Jinling University is one of the top five key universities in the country. In the 1980s, Jinling University was even second only to Tsinghua and Peking University, and its admissions threshold was not much lower than Tsinghua and Peking University.

It stands to reason that it is best to keep the first and second choice schools at a higher level, but Ding Zhiyuan is determined to apply to Jinling University.

At that time, the head teacher was so angry and anxious that he almost knelt down in front of him, but no one tried to persuade him, so Ding Zhiyuan just handed in his application form.

Fortunately, Ding Zhiyuan was unlucky. He was not admitted to the physics department of his first choice, but was admitted to the geography department of the same school.

Later, Ding Zhiyuan would break into a cold sweat every time he thought of his work.

Making fun of your own destiny is really out of your mind.

However, everyone is young and frivolous. The reason why Ding Zhiyuan did not go to Jinling University was because he wanted to go to Jinling University to find a female pen pal.

In this era, making pen pals is a very trendy thing, much more popular than making online friends in later generations.

Ding Zhiyuan is a bit of a talent. He has published many short articles in newspapers and magazines since junior high school. Then when he was a freshman in high school, he hooked up with..., ahem, met a female pen pal in Shanghai.

It can take as long as one month, or as short as ten days and a half, and the two of them can write a letter.

Hongyan exchanged letters for three years, and the two became more and more attracted to each other and became good friends who talked about everything.

He even made an appointment to go to Shanghai to hang out with her after the college entrance examination, but his father's sudden death disrupted all his plans. In addition, the family was extremely poor, so how could he have any spare money for him to pick up girls?

So, he could only write to his female pen pal, and he was going to break his promise.

The female pen pal quickly replied to the letter. Not only did she not complain, she comforted him and encouraged him with kind words, but he was deeply moved.

As his results in the unified examination were not satisfactory, Ding Zhiyuan felt that there was little hope of getting into Tsinghua University and Peking University, so he changed his target school to Jinling University.

Because the female pen pal told him at the end of the consolation letter that she applied for Jinling University.

Since we can’t meet in Shanghai, let’s meet in Jinling.
To be continued...