Blackening starts from the golden years

Chapter 70 My dream is salted fish

Chapter 70 My dream is salted fish
After all the senior high school students had finished entering, Teacher Pan solemnly said:
"Now let's invite Principal Tang to announce that this year's college entrance examination swearing-in ceremony for senior high school students has officially begun."

Following a burst of warm applause, Principal Tang walked to the podium and announced:
"Teachers and classmates, I declare that the 2018 Chunfeng Middle School College Entrance Examination Oath-taking Ceremony has officially begun."

"Students, in another year, you will enter the college entrance examination, a battlefield without smoke. Human life..."

"Now we invite the parent representative, Comrade Ji Shengli, the father of Ji Yangyang, Class 3, Grade 3, to give a speech."

……

On the playground, Ji Yangyang was standing at the end of Class 3, Grade 3. At this time, a male classmate looked back at him and said with a smile:
"Mr. Ji, your dad is awesome!"

Ji Yangyang glared at him directly and said:

"roll!"

At this time, Ji Yangyang was young and ignorant. He didn't like his father, and felt that he always liked to speak in official style, which was very annoying.

This is indeed the case. Looking at Ji Shengli speaking on the rostrum, Yuan Xudong didn't like him very much. It wasn't that he hated him, but he was too lazy to listen to the official talk because you couldn't refute him.

Political correctness kills people, so I won’t say more here, because it would be incorrect to say it, so let’s just mention it in one sentence.

When Comrade Ji Shengli gave an impassioned speech, Fangyuan, who was sitting on the viewing platform, also thought of the past. He had a classmate, also named Ji Shengli, with whom he had grown up. Later, he was admitted to the National People's Congress, but Ji Shengli did not pass the exam and failed. He chose to repeat his studies for a year. Since then, the two of them have not been in contact again.

After so many years, looking at Ji Shengli standing on the rostrum, Fangyuan was not sure that he was his old classmate. If he recognized the wrong person, wouldn't they think that he was trying to curry favor with the high official?

In fact, this Ji Shengli is Fangyuan's old classmate. It can only be said that things are unpredictable. The former top student became a clerk, while Ji Shengli, who failed the college entrance examination, became a high official.

When he was in high school, Fangyuan was a popular figure in the school, a super academic, and Ji Shengli also regarded him as a good role model. But now, the status is interchanged, and it can even be said to be a world of difference. Isn't it surprising? Sad?
Fortunately, Fangyuan is a person who doesn't strive for advancement and takes things as they come. He doesn't think there is anything shameful about his current situation, and he can just be content with what he has.

However, Ji Shengli was different. Back then, he and Fangyuan were friends who grew up together. Later, they took the college entrance examination together. As a result, Fangyuan was admitted to the National People's Congress, but he failed. He felt that this matter was very embarrassing and no longer wanted to take the college entrance examination. Contact Fangyuan. After resuming his studies for a year, he finally passed the National People's Congress and became his junior brother just like Fangyuan.

The two completely different personalities of Fangyuan and Ji Shengli also led them to embark on different paths in life.

One became an official, was cautious and worked hard to climb up. One person has become an employee and has been working in a company for so many years. He is still a small employee, not a leader. He is a good-looking person who is always content with what he has.

But unfortunately, contented people may not always be happy. In the workplace, if you don't work hard to make further progress, you will end up being replaced by others. Isn't it miserable to lose your job in middle age?
After Ji Shengli finished her speech, Huang Zhitao came on stage next. She was the student representative.

Under the rostrum, Fang Yifan took several beautiful close-up photos of Huang Zhitao who was giving a speech.

As Huang Zhitao's number one dog licker, in order to take a better panoramic photo of the goddess of spring breeze in his mind, he secretly climbed onto the canvas ceiling in the middle of the rostrum. As a result, he accidentally slipped off, grabbed the banner and fell. On the ground, he pretended to be fainted, causing chaos at the oath-taking scene.

……

"Uh-huh, what kind of photos did you ask him to take?"

Tong Wenjie cried anxiously, and Qiao Yingzi also looked at Fang Yifan with a worried face and said:

"Fang Hou, are you okay?"

Everyone carried Fang Yifan to the infirmary on a stretcher, and Qiao Yingzi wanted to follow. At this time, Yuan Xudong grabbed her and whispered in her ear:

"Fang Yifan is pretending to be faint, don't worry."

"Really?"

"Hmph, can I still lie to you?"

At this time, Huang Zhitao also came over. He looked at Yuan Xudong and Qiao Yingzi and asked:
"Is Fang Yifan really pretending to be faint?"

"Of course, he was holding the banner and fell down. He didn't fall anywhere at all. How could he faint?"

Yuan Xudong smiled and said:

"He must be afraid that Li Meng will teach him a lesson, so he pretended to be faint."

Huang Zhitao said strangely:

"This is too disrespectful. Then why did he climb to the top of the rostrum?"

Yuan Xudong glanced at her and smiled:

"Do you even need to ask? He must want to take a panoramic photo of you to flatter you."

"Nonsense, he just loves to play blindly. Teacher Li Meng asked him to take pictures, so he just showed off with a camera." Huang Zhitao glared at Yuan Xudong and said.

……

Next is the part of letting dreams fly. With the family as a unit, they write their dreams and hopes on a balloon and then let it fly into the sky, which means letting the dream take off.

Qiao Yingzi went to find her parents, so Yuan Xudong could only drag a balloon back and forth on the playground. When he saw Huang Zhitao was alone, he took the initiative to come up and said with a smile:

"Huang Tao, are you alone too? How about we come together?"

"What yellow peach? It sounds awful. I'm waiting for my uncle."

Huang Zhitao rolled her eyes at Yuan Xudong and said, seeing her like this, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:
"If yellow peach sounds unpleasant, then I'll call you Zhitao from now on, okay?"

"What do you want to do?"

"What don't I want to do? I just find it boring to be alone."

Yuan Xudong smiled and said:

"By the way, Zhitao, what is the dream you wrote about?"

"its me?"

Huang Zhitao was quite lonely. Her uncle Pan Shuai was busy somewhere, so she started chatting with Yuan Xudong, who was also alone, and said in a low voice:

"I want to get into a good university and meet my parents early. I haven't seen them for a long time and have been living abroad. What about you, what are your dreams?"

"me?"

Yuan Xudong thought for a while and said:

"I want to marry a good wife, preferably one with a registered permanent residence in Beijing, with four apartments in a school district. Like me, she grew up in a single-parent family. She is a top student, beautiful, kind-hearted, and willing to listen to me..."

"Okay, look at you like that, isn't this Yingzi?"

Huang Zhitao couldn't help but give Yuan Xudong a blank look and said:

"I mean it's a real dream, can you take it more seriously?"

"What if I don't have a dream?"

Yuan Xudong thought carefully and said:

"My dream is to be a salted fish who doesn't have to stand up, and let my mother raise me, and then my wife will support me. When my daughter grows up, my daughter will take care of me in old age, and we will live together in this life."

"It's boring, then what's the use of living?"

"I can have a baby."

Yuan Xudong blinked and smiled:

"You girls should all be envious of my dream, right?"

"Get lost."

After giving Yuan Xudong a hard look, Huang Zhitao finally understood what he meant by dream.

……

On the other side, there is Qiao Yingzi and her parents.

Looking at the dream written by Qiao Yingzi on the balloon, Song Qian couldn't help but frown and asked:

"What are you writing?"

Qiao Yingzi smiled and said:
"This is my dream, not something. Does China National Space Administration understand?"

……