The three of them returned to the living room together. When the old man saw Lin Xiaoyun, he was very relieved.
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back. It doesn't matter if you don't pass the exam. You can take the exam again this year. I believe in Yunyun."
Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaoyun, like a magician, took out a document the size of A4 paper and handed it over. Lin Xiaoguang was quick, took it and glanced at it. He was surprised, and then read aloud: "Beijing Normal University Admission Notice, Revolutionary
The committee transferred to Comrade Lin Xiaoyun, and the Provincial Admissions Committee approved your admission to the political economics major..."
By this time, Lin Xiaoguang was completely stunned.
Changed, completely changed.
I remember that in my previous life, my cousin was admitted to the radio major of Chang'an Jiaotong University, but this time she was admitted to the political economics department of Beijing Normal University, not the architecture department of Tsinghua University where she was guaranteed to win.
Also, my cousin wrote to him before filling in her application. Her first choice was Tsinghua University, and her three majors were architecture, physics, and medicine. Her second choice was National People's Congress, and her three majors were philosophy, political economics, and foreign languages.
, the third choice is education, sociology and law at Beijing Normal University.
There are nine majors. The school I was admitted to was my third choice, but the major I was admitted to was my second choice. It’s so strange.
"Okay, okay, okay." The old man was very happy. Beijing Normal University was not as good as Tsinghua University, but it was not bad.
Next to him, Lin Boping, who had always been serious about his words and expressions, had a rare look of relief on his face at this moment. As for Yang Wenjing, she was so excited that she shed tears.
The rest of the people are also proud of you.
Suddenly, the old man asked: "What is this political economy used for?"
"Of course I study politics and economics."
The old man was a little confused: "Politics still needs to be studied? Also, why study economics?"
The whole family was stunned. You looked at me and I looked at you. No one spoke, but Lin Xiaoyun opened her mouth. She wanted to say something, but couldn't say it. Lin Xiaoguang knew a little, but didn't know how to explain it. It was very simple in the future.
It’s a question that I have no idea how to start talking about now.
He hesitated to speak, but Li Jicheng took in the whole scene and immediately encouraged him boldly.
"Classmate Lin seems to know. If you have anything to say, just say it!"
The old man immediately glared at me and scolded: "If you fart, hurry up!"
Lin Xiaoguang smiled slightly at Director Li, and then pondered, thinking about the words, and explained generally: "Broadly speaking, it is a discipline that studies economic activities, economic relations and economic laws such as production, capital, circulation, exchange, distribution and consumption in a society.
, the science that mainly studies the 'generation and distribution of national wealth', is currently generally replaced by the term macroeconomics internationally."
The old man didn't understand the key point, but when he heard the word capital, he was immediately startled: "Isn't this what capitalism does?"
Everyone was also a little shocked.
Lin Xiaoguang was a little helpless when he saw this. If he had known about it, he wouldn't have explained it.
He saw that his aunt's face turned pale and his cousin was also a little uneasy. He shook his head and was very helpless: "The admission of Beijing Normal University is not decided by their school. It was decided by the Ministry of Education's higher education admissions conference last year. Can it be decided by the state?
Is there anything wrong? Besides, our country is a planned economy, and there is also the word "economy" in it. Do we think we are capitalist? Grandpa, just don't worry."
As soon as these words came out, the adults thought about it again and felt that they made sense, and they felt much more at ease.
Li Jicheng was the calmest. Seeing that the old man was still a little hesitant, he also explained: "Comrade Zhiguo, resuming the college entrance examination is a national policy. Enrollment is the top priority of the Ministry of Education. There is no possibility of problems. Don't worry."
The old man finally felt at ease.
Knowing that the family had something to say, Li Jicheng politely said goodbye.
The whole family sent him out together and returned to the living room. The old man sat on the sofa, Lin Boping sat beside him, Yang Wenjing stared at Lin Xiaoyun closely, and several elders also looked at him with blazing eyes.
In the posture of a three-court trial, Lin Xiaoyun didn't wait to ask questions and told the whole story.
Lin Xiaoyun is very talented in telling stories. Her story about her experiences these days is so twists and turns, thrilling and exciting that the people listening next to her are also frightened and anxious.
"Finally, I got the admission notice. I ran out of time. I packed my things at noon and the train just arrived."
After hearing this, everyone sighed. Who would have thought that just one college entrance examination matter could involve so many things? It was too complicated.
Even after the story was told, everyone was still angry.
Yang Wenjing couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.
"The grading teachers are too irresponsible. How can they copy wrong scores? Such big words? They are derelict in their duties and breaking the law. This is related to the fate of the candidates for life. They are too careless."
At this moment, everyone's heart was filled with fire, and they all spoke out in agreement.
Lin Xiaoguang also didn't expect that it turned out that there was no news from Lin Xiaoyun for a long time. It was because of this that the English score was copied incorrectly. The score of 81 points was copied as 8 points, which was reduced by 73 points. No wonder it was not online.
In the previous life, my cousin was admitted to Chang'an Jiaotong University and everything went smoothly without any setbacks. In this life, she was almost finished.
Thinking of this, he was also frightened for a while.
Fortunately, my cousin refused to admit defeat and accepted her fate. With the encouragement of the educated youth from the same team, she bravely asked the Hedong City Admissions Office to check the scores. Finally, she discovered that the score on the test paper was not 8 points, but 81 points, because the word "1" is relatively vague.
, was ignored when transcribing, and the total score was finally corrected before being admitted.
"Sister, you are really amazing!" Lin Xiaoguang gave a thumbs up. It is not unreasonable for God to help those who help themselves.
Lin Xiaoyun didn't know how helpless she was at that time, but now she looked very free and easy, waving her hands: "What am I doing? One of our educated youths also got admitted to Harbin Institute of Technology. Do you know why he didn't get the admission notice?"
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"Why?" Lin Xiaofei was also curious.
"There was someone among the educated youth who had the same name as him. The notice was sent to someone else, but it was the farm director who stepped forward and went to the commune secretary. The two of them spoke, and he got the notice."
"Ah, there is such a thing?" The children were shocked.
"What's more? There are people who have received admission notices, but because of poor family background and political problems, the commune canceled his admission qualifications, and the county revolutionary committee also withdrew his admission notice, even though the school that admitted him
The university is willing to keep his enrollment status for half a year, but he has no chance to go to school this time."
Lin Xiaoyun's experience was tortuous enough, but there was someone even more bizarre and miserable than her. Everyone sighed and felt sorry for the protagonist.
Finally, it was the old man who spoke: "Now that things are in the past, we still have to look forward."
After a pause, he stared at Lin Xiaoyun and asked: "Yunyun, when will you start school?"
"Grandpa, I will start reporting on the 13th."
"That's it..." The old man looked at the adults. Yang Wenjing held her head high and chest out unconsciously. Lin Boping laughed and muttered. He finally said: "This time, our three children are going to Peking. Where are the parents? Let's be fair."
, you can go as a family, you decide who will go, and after the discussion, hurry up and buy the tickets."
Finally, a long-lost smile appeared on Yang Wenyong's face. As a father, it would be a pity not to be able to send his daughter to study in the capital in person. This is the only opportunity in her life.
"If you are really in a hurry, just leave it alone and leave the day after tomorrow. Can Lanlan wait for your cousin for a day?" The old man looked at Yang Lan with a smile.
"Grandpa, I'm going there with my sister. The registration time is three days. I'll definitely be able to catch up. Don't worry."