When he heard someone calling him, Yang Jianguang turned his head in confusion.
The first thing you see is a cute baby face, two soft twintails hanging on your shoulders, and a pair of big bright eyes looking at Yang Jianguang with a bright smile on his face.
Yang Jianguang hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively.
"Zhang Kexin?"
After hearing that Yang Jianguang recognized her, Zhang Kexin smiled even more happily, and her big eyes narrowed into slits with laughter.
"Yes, yes, it's me! Come here quickly, I just have a spot here."
Yang Jianguang looked around and determined that there was just one seat next to Zhang Kexin left on the car. The conductor sister was sitting in the first seat and had no intention of giving up her seat when she saw Yang Jianguang's arrival.
In the end, Yang Jianguang also smiled at the other party, took the initiative to sit next to the other party, and then asked the conductor in front of him.
"Sister, how much does it cost to go to Yangcun?"
"One dollar and a half."
The conductor was a middle-aged woman, holding a handful of tickets and a wallet, and spoke to Yang Jianguang skillfully.
"If you have any change, bring it over. I don't have any change here."
Yang Jian didn't say much. Since he was going back to Yangcun, he naturally had to prepare change in advance, and soon he took out the money and bought the ticket.
After doing all this, Yang Jianguang turned to look at Zhang Kexin beside him, with a smile on his face.
"Kexin, it's such a coincidence that you're going back too?"
The Zhang Kexin in front of me is actually Yang Jianguang's junior high school classmate and his deskmate for the past three years.
It's just that after Zhang Kexin finished junior high school, because her grades were so good, she was forced by her family to attend a technical secondary school.
Yang Jianguang, whose grades in junior high school were slightly lower than Zhang Kexin's, went to Xinyong Middle School to attend high school.
However, in this era, studying in a technical secondary school is not the vocational secondary school that people will hate in the next twenty years.
Even in comparison with some key high schools, the admission scores of technical secondary schools are higher than those of high schools.
This is an unimaginable thing now, but in the 1990s, it was a very common phenomenon.
It is even more satisfying to be admitted to a technical secondary school than to be admitted to a university. Some villages will celebrate grandly if someone is admitted to a technical secondary school, because after graduating from a technical secondary school, the state will provide distribution.
If you want to be admitted to a technical secondary school, to put it bluntly, it is as difficult as the current 985211.
Even in some areas, there are strict restrictions on how many students can be recruited and in which area they can enroll students.
The special status of technical secondary school students was created in a special era. In that period of rapid social development, the society at that time had a particularly strong demand for technical secondary school students.
As a result, more and more middle school students began to pour into this army.
Once the number of people is concentrated, it means that its value will inevitably become higher and higher, especially when the number of places in technical secondary schools is still limited. However, this phenomenon stopped abruptly after 1992.
After 1992, through a series of reforms, technical secondary school students no longer became popular. In addition to some special targeted occupations, there are no longer specific requirements for their enrollment requirements, enrollment conditions, and even population restrictions.
, allowing many students with ordinary studies to easily enter a technical secondary school and become a technical secondary school student.
Since ancient times, things have been rare and valuable. When a special object becomes an ordinary thing, it means that its value no longer exists.
Of course, Zhang Kexin is the last technical secondary school student in this era, and she still has an iron rice bowl job that everyone envies.
But Yang Jianguang didn't expect that he would meet Zhang Kexin here.
While greeting the other party, memories about Zhang Kexin continued to pour into Yang Jianguang's mind.
If it were anyone else, Yang Jianguang might not have memories after decades, but his deskmate Zhang Kexin and Yang Jianguang remembered it very clearly. The relationship between the two was quite good at that time.
Yang Jianguang still remembered that this little girl wrote a love letter to him at that time, vowing that he would marry her when he grew up.
When he got the love letter Zhang Kexin carefully prepared for him, Yang Jianguang made fun of him.
However, Yang Jianguang later went to high school and then college. Zhang Kexin joined the Power Supply Bureau after finishing technical secondary school. It is said that he later became the second-in-command of the Power Supply Bureau. The two of them almost never met.
His thoughts returned to the bus in front of him and the old friend reunited. Yang Jianguang couldn't help but smile a little nostalgically at Zhang Kexin in front of him.
"I haven't seen you in decades.
He is still so young, like a child."
Hearing Yang Jianguang's words, Zhang Kexin next to him was confused and looked at Yang Jianguang deeply as if he were a fool.
Finally, Zhang Kexin nodded in approval, "Yes, we haven't seen each other for decades, and you are still the same as before, acting silly and saying one or two words that people can't understand from time to time?"
"Pfft..." Yang Jianguang scratched his head, somewhat dumbfounded.
During my junior high school years, because I was fascinated by martial arts novels, I even did embarrassing things like holding a wooden stick in public, pretending to be a certain magic weapon, and using all kinds of tricks I thought of in the air. I didn't expect that this guy actually remembered it.
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Then, the two of them chatted animatedly.
Of course, the main reason is that Zhang Kexin keeps talking about her life experiences in the past few years in technical secondary school, and Yang Jianguang talks to her from time to time.
However, after decades of life experience, Yang Jianguang is no longer as incoherent as the country boy he used to be. No matter what Zhang Kexin says, he can respond appropriately to the other person and be an excellent compliment.
Zhang Kexin became more and more enthusiastic as she talked, and she suddenly felt that she had not noticed before that this boring gourd, this incomprehensible Yang Jianguang who made fun of his love letters, was so eloquent now?
While the two were chatting and laughing, what Yang Jianguang expected was that the shuttle bus, which was obviously full, showed no intention of starting. Instead, more and more people crowded onto the bus.
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Because it is close to the Chinese New Year, there are many workers who have come home from other places to celebrate the Chinese New Year.
So under the conductor's shouts, more and more people got on the bus.
Even though there were no seats available for a long time, there were still many people hurriedly squeezing into the car from the back, squeezing their butts into the fuel tank of the shuttle bus.
Compared to having no seats and standing all the way, sitting on the square fuel tank in the shuttle is much more comfortable.
In addition, most of these workers carry large and small bags.
As soon as we got on the bus, the whole bus was even more crowded.
Seeing that the whole car was about to burst, the driver showed no intention of leaving, and the conductor shouted desperately.
"Hurry up, hurry up, Changxi and Zhangtang are leaving soon, let's go now."
"Don't worry, there are still seats. There are still seats. Come on, we'll be leaving soon."
After finishing speaking, the conductor turned his head and looked back, shouting desperately.
"Those who are standing in the carriage should move to the back. Don't crowd in front. Others have to get on the carriage."
"Brother, don't put your bag on the ground. I told you to put it in the luggage compartment. Why did you bring it there?"
Seeing this extremely familiar and even cordial scene, Yang Jianguang couldn't help but smile a little.
I never know where the "there is still room" mentioned by the conductor is.
At this moment, a voice of surprise suddenly sounded from Yang Jianguang's side.