Chapter 10: Wudaokou Vocational and Technical College
A butterfly in the Amazon rainforest in South America, flapping its wings occasionally, can cause a tornado in Texas two weeks later.
The topological chain reaction told Lin Xiaoguang that he was that butterfly and he could change history.
It's okay to change my own destiny, but to change my cousin's destiny so that she can't pass the Peking exam or even be admitted to the university, that's the end of it.
This is not an era where you can get into college with high scores. There are too many uncertainties.
Lin Xiaoguang deeply blamed himself for this, and was deeply afraid that he would somehow incriminate his cousin. For this reason, after seeing his cousin off at the train station, he returned home and lived in seclusion, immersed in creation, and did not care about worldly affairs, just three times a day.
Save me.
Until one day, Lin Xiaofei came back from school and arrived before anyone else. He shouted along the way: "My brother has been admitted to Tsinghua University!"
It attracts passers-by to stop.
"That's the child of Mr. Lin, right? How old is his brother? He really got admitted to Tsinghua University, right?"
"have no idea."
"You guys are so behind on the news. There is a red notice posted outside the door of Chang'an No. 1 Middle School."
There was a lot of excitement along the way. When she heard the news, Yang Wenshu had already returned home. She finished class a little early and was preparing to cook when she came back. When Xiao Fei came in, she had just finished washing her hands and was holding a basin ready to pour water.
"My brother was admitted to Tsinghua University!"
Hearing the news, Yang Wenshu's eyes widened, and then she understood. With a "bang", the washbasin fell to the ground.
"Really?" She couldn't believe it.
"I can still lie about this!" Lin Xiaofei gasped: "There are red lists posted outside Chang'an No. 1 Middle School. My brother is at the front. The first one is Tsinghua University."
"Didn't you mean Peking University?" Yang Wenshu felt something was wrong.
Lin Xiaoguang had already heard Lin Xiaofei's loud voice in the room. He clenched his fists heavily and said "YES!" several times. He couldn't be more excited because he had changed his destiny.
In my previous life, I repeated my studies for eight years before getting admitted to an undergraduate college in Peking. In this life, I accomplished my feats in one battle and succeeded in one attempt.
As for why high schools release their rankings first, it is easy to understand.
Some high school principals have many connections. After the examination papers are marked and the students don't know their scores, he already knows the scores of the students in his school from the provincial admissions teacher. Similarly, when the admission notice is first issued, he also knows the scores of the students in his school.
You can go to the college recruiting teachers to know which school the student has been admitted to.
Students are always the last to know.
Lin Xiaoguang, as a senior high school teacher who has been teaching for more than 30 years, is well aware of this and would not be surprised if it happened to him one day.
But then, he also felt that something was wrong. The first choice was clearly Peking University, the second choice was Fudan, and the third choice was Zhongshan. There was no Tsinghua University. How could it become Tsinghua University? I didn’t want to go to Wudaokou, let alone study in the United States.
Preparatory school.
"Brother, you were admitted to Tsinghua University." Lin Xiaofei was happier than anyone else. He wished that everyone in the world knew that his brother was admitted to Tsinghua University.
"Oh!" Lin Xiaoguang said calmly. When he saw the water stains on the ground, he picked up the washbasin and said calmly: "Mom, aren't you cold? Your trousers and shoes are wet."
"Xiaoguang, aren't you happy?"
Yang Wenshu, however, had no time to care about anything else and just comforted her: "Tsinghua and Peking University are about the same, so don't compete. There is no better place to go to school. Besides, Peking University is strong in liberal arts and Tsinghua is great in science. Didn't you study science? It's best to go to Tsinghua."
At this moment, the door to the house was pushed open with a bang, and Lin Xiaomo appeared at the door out of breath.
"Mom, my brother was admitted to Tsinghua University!"
She also came to announce the good news. When she learned the news, she immediately left her good friends behind and ran home at an unprecedented speed to tell her brother and parents.
"Lin Xiaomo, I was earlier than you and I just said it." Lin Xiaofei looked proud.
Looking at her mother and brother, they obviously seemed to have known about it for a long time. Lin Xiaomo suddenly became very unhappy. She pouted and glared at him with hatred: "Smelly Xiaofei!"
"Okay, okay, brother is very happy, thank you Xiao Mo." Lin Xiaoguang came out to mediate.
This day is February 28, 1978.
When Lin Xiaoguang was writing in his diary at night, he wrote this paragraph. On this day, I got the news that I was admitted to Tsinghua University. I don’t know which major. I was a little happy and a little unhappy. I was happy because I proved that I was not weak. I was unhappy.
I can’t say the reason, but it’s probably that I can’t go to the Old Summer Palace, Wujiaochang, or Shuangya Mountain.
There are countless possibilities in life, but once one is determined, the rest are impossible. If he went to Tsinghua, he would not be able to go to other schools.
What a pity for his collection habit of famous schools.
After the Spring Festival, the rain came and the weather gradually became warmer. As the street office was preparing to welcome this year's Women's Day, Lin Xiaoguang took off his heavy clothes and finally went out in early spring in March.
Yang Wenshu finally stopped treating him as a child. This was the first benefit he enjoyed.
"You are now a college student. Although you are only sixteen years old in a few days, you must become independent in the future. From today on, you can do your own things." Yang Wenshu said.
A college student should look like a college student, not like a child.
Lin Xiaoguang, wearing slightly thin clothes, went out early in the morning and ran along Southeast Avenue until he ran to Chang'an No. 1 Middle School. He stopped under the wall with big-character posters outside the school gate and took a look at his name at the top of the red list, Lin Xiaoguang.
, Tsinghua University.
But there is only name and school, no grades.
Generally speaking, if you do not apply for a foreign language major and do not take a foreign language test, there are only politics, Chinese, mathematics, physics and chemistry, or history and geography. There are no scored reference questions in Western Shaanxi Province, and the total score is only 400.
If you apply for the foreign language major, you will need to take the foreign language test, with a total score of 500.
In later generations, when the results are released, names, scores, and schools will be announced. However, the 1977 College Entrance Examination has not been published and will not be published. If you want to know the scores, you will have to ask someone in a few years.
He took another look at his name on the list, and there was another name written on it, Yang Lan, Peking University.
Below are some unfamiliar names. There is no one from Peking University or Tsinghua University. Likewise, there is no name named Lin Xiaoyun.
"It shouldn't be. My cousin is a graduate of the 1976 class. Even though she is in the Hedong examination area, there is no reason why the school doesn't know about it?"
Lin Xiaoguang was in a complicated mood. While accepting blessings from relatives and friends, his classmates and junior students were envious and he was waiting for when his cousin would write to him again.
Just like that, one day in March, staff from the County Revolutionary Committee came to our door.
These days, admission notices are not sent by postal mail, but are first forwarded to various regional revolutionary committees, one by one.
The person who came was the deputy director of the County Revolutionary Committee Office, a very young man. He seemed to be familiar with Lin Zhongping from the Public Security Bureau, so he came to the door. After the letter was delivered, he left in a sensible manner.
"Take it apart!"
The whole family stared at the envelope with eager eyes, and expectations were written on the faces of adults and children.
At this moment, Lin Xiaoguang was also a little excited. Under the gaze of everyone, he carefully opened the envelope, and a white A4-sized paper document came into view.
When he opened the folded page, the words Tsinghua University suddenly appeared on the paper.
Lin Xiaoguang was stunned.
Lin Xiaofei grabbed him while he was not paying attention, and the childish voice echoed in the room: "Notice of admission to higher education students, transferred from the Revolutionary Committee to Comrade Lin Xiaoguang: With the approval of the Provincial Admissions Committee, you will study English at Tsinghua University (school), please go to
Please report to the school with this notice from March 12 to 14, 1977..."