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Name: Zhang Hengu.Nationality: Han nationality.Education: high school.Political face: Young Pioneers.Age: 23 years old.

Zhang Hengu looked at the header of the form he filled out very seriously, and nodded and smiled involuntarily.During this period of time, he used his spare time to pick up discarded newspapers and magazines by the side of the road. It seemed that while gaining financial income, he was of great help in learning Chinese characters.Holding this watch, no matter from which angle you look at it, his Chinese characters are getting more and more beautiful.

Zhang Hengu read it fifteen times, left, right, left, right, up, down, up, and down, before he reluctantly handed in the form.When I said goodbye for the last time, I suddenly found that the words in the column of political face were a bit strange.No matter how you look at it, there is something wrong with the word "less" in that young pioneer. The word "less" has a swipe. Is there a swipe?I remember that when I was in school, the teacher said more than once, first write and then press, but why is there no such sign in this word?

Filling out the form is a serious matter, and if there are three or two typos in just a few words, it will be a big shame.Comrade Zhang Hengu pondered for three seconds, and finally put a heavy suffix on the word "less".Pick up the form and look at the word again, no matter from which angle you look at it, it looks well-behaved and much more beautiful.

Zhao Hengu inspected his masterpiece for a long time, and finally turned the form upside down confidently, and handed it to Meimei who was in charge of recruitment.

"Look, here is my watch."

The recruiter cutie with eyes over the top didn't see this person in front of her eyes at first, she looked at his dark alien appearance close to middle-aged and elderly people, no matter in terms of appearance or temperament - of course, if this kind of person still has temperament If you know that there is such a word—people like Zhang Hengu are only fit to dig coal in a certain coal kiln in a certain village in a certain township in a certain county in a certain province, and then buried in the ground due to accidental accidents. The list of the dead can only write so-and-so certain.Adding any adjectives to this kind of body is a waste of money.

But when she took a thousandth of a second to glance at the incomplete form, she was immediately shocked!

She stared at Zhang Hengu for a long time with almost adoring eyes, until she stared at Zhang Hengu as if he was going to melt from the earth, and then she woke up from the blurred state.

"What's your educational level?" the girl in charge of recruitment asked the dark and thin alien in front of her.

"Educational level?" Zhang Hengu was a little silly for asking this question.To be honest, I have never figured out what level of education he has.Did you say you didn't graduate from primary school?But he used to be a junior high school student.If he graduated from junior high school, he actually participated in three days of study in the high school in the county, and he also knew that the head teacher of his class at that time was a male teacher.Of course, in those years, people didn't take diplomas seriously, so he didn't graduate from elementary school, and he didn't see a junior high school diploma, and he only had a few days to entrust someone to high school.But all of this is not his fault. In Zhang Hengu's own words, it was because of the word "poor" that he dropped out of school.

So can it be considered a high school graduation?Zhang Hengu has been struggling with this.He does not have the same graduation certificate as his classmates, but he has a group photo with his classmates and teachers when he graduated from high school.It's a pity that he couldn't tell the names of the male students in the photo when he took the graduation photo.The names of those female students, including the name of the most beautiful female student in the class, basically have no fate with him.But he can't be blamed for this, because more than ten years later, these classmates don't recognize each other when they meet each other. Even if they used to be at the same table, he is only more than ten years earlier than others.

"It's a high school graduation." Zhang Hengu said with some embarrassment.

"Oh my god, that's more than that! I think you are at least a graduate of the Department of Literature of Peking University." The recruiter girl said artificially, "I don't think you will succeed in our position no matter what. You are too talented. At least you can get Beijing." Find a part-time job in college."

"This, this..." Zhang Hengu carefully looked at the recruiting girl in front of him, a little confused whether what she said was true or not.But since she said so, she must have no chance here.Rather than talking nonsense with her here, it's better to go to Peking University to try your luck. Maybe you can be a security guard there, and you can feel proud of your wife when you go home.

"Then, return the watch to me." Although Zhang Hengu didn't know what privacy was, he still wanted to get his masterpiece back.

The recruit crush didn't intend to return it to him.

"Well, you can't take this form away." The beautiful girl treasured Zhang Hengu's incomplete form and put it in her bag.

How did Zhang Hengu know the rules of his recruiting unit? Anyway, it was just a piece of paper, and it didn't matter whether he gave it or not.This kind of paper is too slippery and too hard to be used as toilet paper, so they can throw it wherever they like.As for personal privacy, for those who live at the bottom of society, those things are like farting.

In fact, this recruit girl has no malicious intentions, but just thinks such a typo is quite amusing, and wants to take it back to show to her boyfriend, and then it is very likely that she will go to a garbage disposal site along with the waste paper.No one thought that with the rapid development of the Internet, a thing called Weibo suddenly appeared, and anything could be posted on it, especially some personal privacy, which became a hot topic for people to post.Since anything can be posted, Zhang Hengu's masterpiece is of course no exception.It was this form, and this crush took a photo of it on a whim and posted it on Weibo.It was this Weibo that was constantly being reposted, which brought so much trouble to Zhang Hengu's official career.It was this microblog that brought this beautiful girl to the end of her life. Fortunately, at that time, although Weibo had traveled across the ocean to China, the recruiting girl had not yet enjoyed the benefits of Weibo, so she was still very good. Live freely.Fortunately, Zhang Hengu became famous a few years later, and Weibo can still be tossed around for a few years without any scruples.Just as some experts from the Chinese Academy of Sciences researched the consequences of people growing mouse ears, the relationship between Zhang Hengu and Weibo is actually a topic worth exploring.I don’t know if there will be a Zhang Hengu Research Association in future generations to carry out this topic. If possible, the descendants of Comrade Zhang Hengu may be able to symbolically sponsor some real objects.Of course, these sponsorships are all in-kind and will not go through the Red Cross.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. If Zhang Hengu had been an ordinary person all his life, it would be fine. Unfortunately, he has been lucky all the way, and his official career has been prosperous. I don't know which family's graves have smoked, but he has made a profit.No wonder everyone who knew him wanted to bite him twice, no wonder someone took out his watch to talk about things.

All in all, all in all, the fault is all on Zhang Hengu, Qingyan, and it has nothing to do with anyone—it has nothing to do with posting Weibo, and it has nothing to do with reviewing Weibo. It has nothing to do with people - no cross-province, let alone cross-border.

At this moment, there was an old man far away, his body suddenly trembled, and a pair of cloudy eyes glanced in this direction.Through the heavy fog, he seemed to see Zhang Hengu who was walking out of the sight of the recruiting crush.

No one knows what will happen tomorrow, Zhang Hengu doesn't know, and the recruiting crush doesn't know, it seems that only God knows.But there may be one exception, and that is this beggar old man. He stared in this direction with great feeling, and said to himself: "This kid finally appeared. The Southern Dragon has entered the Northern Sea. If you don't die, you have to pick it up." Layers of skin. The master said that I was lonely in the first half of my life, and I would come out when I met a real dragon. Although this dragon is not very majestic, I can only make do with it."

This old man has a strange name, counting ten thousand.His name comes from the master. The master who counted [-] in the past once gave him the assertion: If you miscalculate [-], you will be half wrong, and if you are right [-], you will be half wrong.You are called counting ten thousand.

Counting ten thousand, I pinched my hands and thought to myself: "In six months, I will be in my prime. But I still have to run a hundred and eight thousand miles away from my hometown background. But every rice bowl is filled with porridge, and I can eat rice that fits my stomach. Just good food."

Please remember this person. Although he will not appear many times in the future, he is indeed a character throughout our book.The appearance of [-] announced the debut of the important figures of the Zhang Clan with Zhang Hengu as the core.

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