The beauty of the South is the fireworks in March.
The most memorable thing about the North is undoubtedly the intoxicating golden autumn.
The registration for the new semester of Xinfeng No. 1 Middle School started in this cool early autumn. Early on September 1st, Xiaoyu, that is, Yu Xiaobin came to Yang Chen to accompany him to register. Yang Chen also got up early and forced the introvert to
The shy Xiaoyu ate the breakfast prepared by his mother for the two of them, and took the registration fee of 1,380 yuan including the book fee with him.
In front of the Yang Family Restaurant, Yang Guodong and Liu Hua watched their son off. The couple's eyes were full of joy and full of hope for the future. They had hidden their unrealized dreams for many years. At this moment, they all placed their trust in their son. Yang Guodong couldn't help but murmur.
: "Our son will definitely have a future."
Liu Hua nodded heavily and almost said to himself: "As long as my son is successful, I will be happy to suffer and be tired until death."
I pity all the parents in the world.
Yang Chen, who was riding a bicycle side by side with Xiaoyu, never looked back at his parents. It wasn't that he was heartless, but he didn't dare to look back for fear that he would burst into tears.
Xiaoyu looked back for a few times, with a little moisture in his eyes. He turned to Yang Chen and said, "Your parents are the same as mine. My mom didn't sleep last night. I just got into the top class of a key middle school.
Didn’t I just go to a famous university like Tsinghua University and Peking University, and that’s it?”
Xiaoyu seems to be complaining, but in fact he feels sorry for his parents. Like Yang Chen, he understands the hardships and high expectations of his parents.
"Then we must not disappoint them." Yang Chen patted Xiaoyu's shoulder vigorously, as if encouraging and swearing. Xiaoyu clenched his right fist and hit the handlebar hard, saying decisively, "Yes."
Xiaoyu, who usually has no edge and is almost cowardly, now has a resolute expression and bursts of pride.
Yang Chen stared at Xiaoyu sideways and nodded secretly. This is the courage and emotion a man should have. Looking forward, he was full of expectations, looking forward to his future life and also looking forward to Xiaoyu's next struggle.
Where there's a will, there's a way!
The hard work pays off!
Under the rising sun in the early morning, two young men with great ambitions drifted away.
Xinfeng No. 1 Middle School has 16 freshmen classes, with a total enrollment of 1,000 students. A thousand students seems to be a lot. Xinfeng can be regarded as a prefecture-level city, with six counties and two districts under its jurisdiction, plus countless towns and villages.
There are tens of thousands of high school entrance examination students, and a thousand indicators are spread out evenly, which is pitiful.
Local people often say that entering Xinfeng No. 1 Middle School is equivalent to stepping into an ordinary undergraduate college. Once you enter the top class of No. 1 Middle School, it is not a dream.
exaggerate?
No exaggeration.
This year's college entrance examination, the 04 senior high school graduates from No. 1 Middle School went to six Tsinghua and 11 Peking University, with an undergraduate admission rate of 69%. Although it is inferior to the key high schools in the provincial capital of Xijing and the industrial town of Baodong, it is enough.
It can be said to be shocking. Today, the quaint gate of No. 1 Middle School facing the street is busy with traffic. A big red banner hangs on the tall gate: Enter No. 1 Middle School and realize your dream.
Yang Chen and Xiaoyu entered No. 1 Middle School with the crowds of people. The new environment, new ideals, and new feelings infected every student who came to register. There were also many parents of students who came in, all of whom were in high spirits. The two of them
Put the bicycle in the shed, look for the registration location, and finally found the registration point in front of the main teaching building. There were already long lines in front of the four registration points composed of four large sunshade fans, and the two people were busy lining up.
Yang Chen, who was lined up behind Xiaoyu, looked around, and young, energetic and arrogant faces came into view. At this moment, everyone probably thought that their future life would be extremely exciting and different, and that they had more growth experiences than most of their peers.
The frustrated Yang Chen was not so optimistic.
Entering No. 1 Middle School will not inflate his self-confidence.
Just as he was queuing up and thinking about how to outline the next three years, the harsh sound of brakes suddenly interrupted his thoughts. He subconsciously turned his head. In the open space not far from the queue, there was an additional BMW 7 Series top-end model that is rare on the streets of Xinfeng.
The car's license plate is particularly eye-catching.
Two meters in front of the car, a rural student carrying a luggage bag was so frightened by the sudden appearance of a luxury car that his face changed color and he was helpless.
"Baby, are you seeking death?"
The driver's window fell silently, revealing a bright bald head. The bald driver's face was as fierce as the tone of his voice. There was an extra car in the area where parking was originally prohibited. The campus policeman who was maintaining the registration order came quickly and was about to
He scolded him, fixed his eyes on the BMW license plate, opened his mouth, and half-helpless and half-frightened, he ducked into the distance, pretending not to see anything.
Yang Chen glanced at the helpless rural students, and then at the arrogant BMW driver. He was unhappy and extremely disgusted. On the surface, he still showed the indifference and calmness of a bystander. Since he didn't have the capital to fight against injustice, he shouldn't cause trouble for himself. As a parent
Add chaos.
Thoughts that are realistic and rational to the point of being ruthless are not ruthless, but are grassroots helplessness.
The rural student who stood there blankly had no idea how much the car in front of him cost or how much power the license plate contained, but he knew that the person in the car could not afford to offend him, so he could only try his best to show his humbleness, gain sympathy from the other person, and avoid suffering any harm.
A few scoldings and less dignity.
The bald driver turned a blind eye and continued to curse. He didn't turn around hurriedly until the back seat door opened. His ferocious face changed 180 degrees, turning into a servant-like respect. He said flatteringly: "Sister-in-law, we are still some way from the main teaching building. I
Drive forward."
"No, Xiao Rui and I will leave here."
In the back seat of the car, a glamorous woman with beautiful black stockings stepped out of the door and didn't bother to look at the bald driver. She got out of the car with great arrogance. The tough and energetic bald driver and the equally tough guy with a crew cut in the passenger seat hurriedly got out of the car, as if
The follower, the beautiful and bejeweled woman, looked around the campus, grabbed her and got out of the car door on the other side and walked around her.
The tall young man beside him said earnestly: "Son, your dad brought you back from that aristocratic school in the provincial capital to attend high school. He was afraid that no one would care about you and you caused trouble. Don't blame your dad. Study with snacks and pass the midterm exam."
I caught your father's eye and my mother bought you a Z4. Don't you always like to think about how to modify sports cars? I just bought the car and did whatever you wanted."
The tall young man with shoulder-length hair curled his lips impatiently, looked around arrogantly and looked around with disdain on his face. It was obvious that the people and things in Xinfeng No. 1 Middle School were difficult for him to discern.
"Look, Zhu San's wife and son."
There were students in the registration queue who spoke softly. Although their voices were small, they could not suppress the shock in their hearts.
Zhu San, Xinfeng's most legendary legendary figure, was the leader of the second generation of Xinfeng officials more than 20 years ago, and is now the richest man in Xinfeng.
Yang Chen was relieved when he heard this. No wonder Niubi was coaxing her. It turned out to be a member of the Zhu family. Zhu's third wife, Zhang Hongmei, was known as the most beautiful woman in Xinfeng more than ten or twenty years ago. Now her charm is still there. Yang Chen saw this woman's exquisite appearance.
, plump figure, unique temperament, vaguely reminiscent of the style of the past, but he really disliked the high-flying posture of the mother and son with their nostrils turned to the sky, and was too lazy to look at them more.
Soon, two middle-aged men who looked like leaders of the No. 1 Middle School came. They nodded and bowed to Zhu San's wife, and then led the eye-catching mother and son to the main teaching building. Zhu San's son signed up, so there was no need to queue up.
Yang Chen didn't look at it or think about it. They were two people who had no intersection. Why waste energy? Wait a while and move. The efficiency of the four registration points was obviously not high. The boy behind Yang Chen was probably a little anxious.
Be careful to step on Yang Chen's heel.
Yang Chen looked back. It didn't matter. Someone immediately recognized him.
"The first brother in the Ninth Middle School, Yang Chen."
Someone shouted, but the voice was not as suppressed as when he mentioned Zhu's third wife earlier. Many people around heard it clearly, and then someone echoed, "Who, who, Yang Chen, where is it, where is it?"
"Another great guy!"
"I've seen Yang Chen fight with the gangsters in society, he's so handsome."
Countless eyes from all directions gathered. Yang Chen was stunned. He had never thought that he would be so famous when he came to No. 1 Middle School.
