She should have advised him to study hard.

But at this time, she was thinking... It would be good to have one less competitor.

The growth of age and the polishing of society really made her lose too much.

……

The English class was changed to a class meeting class. The head teacher Guang Qiutang stood on the podium and specially awarded certificates to the students. If they made progress, they were encouraged to continue to work hard.

Although it is the worst class, although the test results are almost useless.

But Guang Qiutang still tried his best to make the class more learning atmosphere.

"The student who made the most progress this time is our health committee member, Ye Chen! He went straight from the bottom of the class to the seventh in the class. It's quite good, very good. We must keep this momentum and continue to improve in the future. Look a little further. Don't just compare with the classmates in the class, but compare with the whole grade, and strive to get a better ranking."

As Guang Qiutang said, he handed Ye Chen a certificate with a yellow background and a red border, and also gave him a ballpoint pen and a thick thread-bound notepad as rewards.

"I hope all the students will study hard. You know, getting good grades in the exam and being admitted to a university can really change your life. Don't be complacent, you must work hard." He didn't forget to say the last sentence, just to have How many people can hear it is unknown.

"Finally, this certificate will be awarded to our class monitor. She didn't do very well in the exams at the beginning of the semester, or maybe she didn't perform well at that time. But this time, she is worthy of the position of class monitor and passed our exam. No.1 in the whole class, you can also rank No.90 in the whole grade, if you can improve a little bit, you might be able to get into the undergraduate course by then, come, let the class leader come to the stage to accept the award."

Although her soul is an uncle, she still felt a little embarrassed when she stood up to accept the praise.

This is the thing I yearn for the most when I was a student.

In fact, to be honest, her progress is not that big, the main reason is that she wrote the English test paper seriously this time...

And English is not learned by going back to the past, but by self-study in the future.

Speaking of it, it took four or five years of learning to have this effect.

I usually just use it to look at the notebook or something, but it’s useless. After all, in the future, if you just pull a college student out, your English will beat him, an old antique in the 80s.

But talent... there is always a place to play.

"Here, I give this hero pen to you. I hope you will continue to work hard. As the monitor, you will be a good example for everyone."

"Um……"

Ye Chen in the audience gave a thumbs up vigorously, and was the first to applaud.

The others seemed to be moved and applauded.

It made her feel even more embarrassed.

How should I put it, it's like an adult who won the best good baby award in kindergarten...

……

57. National Day

The temperature, which had already dropped, rose a lot.

On National Day, the sun was particularly strong.

The weather forecaster on the radio is reading the manuscript with a sweet voice: "The temperature will rise sharply this week during the National Day, and the highest will reach 35 degrees, and there will be cold air after that..."

Wan Qing yawned, tilted her head to look at the tape player with radio function on the bedside table, and kicked the blanket covering her body aside.

The weather is indeed much hotter again, as if the pointer of time has been turned back, and it has returned from autumn to summer all of a sudden.

"So hot."

"Yeah, it's so hot." Wan Qing wiped the sweat from her forehead. Although she was only wearing short sleeves, the fierce sun still made her doubt her life.

The bus stops are full of people.

Many people take advantage of the National Day to travel.

It's not about traveling far away, it's just taking a car to the edge of the city for a turn.

Although it is narrow, there are many "didi beep bah" sounds on the road where there is little traffic jam on weekdays.

Ye Chen was carrying Wan Qing, lumbering through the traffic.

Although the speed of the bicycle is not fast, it is much faster than the cars that are stuck together.

Today is the day I made an appointment with Yang Zeng and the others to go out to play. As for what to play and where to go, I haven't decided yet.

In short, let's gather first.

The bicycle goes fast and slow for a while, but it is more strenuous. After all, if it is always fast, it will have inertia and it will be easier to ride.

Frequent restarts are the most energy-consuming.

"Slow down, slow down—"

"Damn it, why does this car drive like this?"

"We have to take a detour." Wan Qing turned her head and glanced at the driver in the small car with an irritable face. "Hurry up and ride across this road, and then take a small path, or you will be squeezed to death."

"I'm as fast as possible..." Ye Chen was sweating profusely and didn't have time to wipe it off, "There are so many cars and bicycles, and there are still people going here..."

"Isn't it just a National Day, why are you rushing out, really."

"After all, it's a rare two-day vacation..."

The National Day of this era stipulates that the minimum holiday period is three days, and there is no such thing as a day off.

But often, regulations are regulations, a holiday is a holiday, each unit has its own standards, and some stingy ones only have one day off, even if there is a weekend in front of it, there is a Monday in between, and people have to go to work for a day. OK.

The only ones who can fully enjoy the National Day holiday are the employees of state-owned enterprises.

Besides that, there are schools.

However, schools generally only open for three days, unless there are special circumstances, such as the Mid-Autumn Festival, weekends and autumn vacations are all connected together, then it may only be closed for about five days.

But this year, it has been released for seven days in one breath. This is completely the holiday standard for elementary school students-probably because the school is about to be demolished, and the school leaders no longer pursue long-term development so much, and their attitude towards the students is also a bit free.

Ye Chen rode this bicycle, which was ringing all over except for the bell, and drove into the small road. Cars couldn't drive in here, and the speed was much faster.

Low buildings pass by, and naughty children run by from a distance. In the age without so many entertainment methods, children can only come out to play with everyone most of the time, running and jumping, so lively.

Along the way, Wan Qing just watched these buildings in memory reappear in reality, so that those future pictures were almost forgotten.

From a distance, you can see Yang Zeng's house.

His home is very close to the steelmaking plant, and he doesn't live in a dormitory, but in a two-story building in a townhouse.

The small building is like a long, thin matchbox, with green paint on the walls and a house number written in dark yellow characters.

This is where the factory leaders and engineers live, the so-called senior talents.

Of course, there are also a few cases. For example, Yang Zeng's family was assigned to a room because his father and grandfather were both model workers.

Wan Qing once heard that this place was demolished in a few years, and the compensation was tens of millions. That boy Yang Zeng also jumped up the class all of a sudden.

——But since then, he seems to be a different person, and gradually alienated from other buddies.

He became haughty and conceited, as if his vast wealth had finally revealed his true nature.

And... also like to show off their wealth.

Wan Qing and Jiang Xing completely cut off contact with him because of that class reunion, when he even sneered at their two best buddies.

The one who can really be called a brother is Jiang Xing, but in the future, his life will be worse than Wan Qing...

She sighed softly, but in the end she still didn't tell Ye Chen about the future Yang Zeng.

After all, the current Yang Zeng may not become what he will be in the future.

——If he could really avoid the fate of breaking his leg, his life might change drastically.

She was in a complicated mood and put her hands in her pockets.

Ye Chen patted the door and enthusiastically called out his name: "Yang Zeng, Lao Yang, Lao Yang Bi! Yang Min!"

These are his nicknames.

Of course, what everyone likes to shout most is probably "Yang Jian".

"Wow——" the dark green window on the second floor was pulled open, and Yang Zeng poked his head out, "Here we come! Wait for me, I'll wash up!"

"Damn it, you're not up yet?"

"Why don't you rest for a while during the holidays?" Yang Zeng yelled quickly, and put his head back again, followed by the sound of fragmented objects colliding.

About 3 minutes later, there was a rush of footsteps, and then the door was pushed open, and Yang Zeng, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, ran out in a hurry. His pants and clothes were put on indiscriminately. He was crooked, as if he had just had a fight with someone.

"You don't need to be so anxious..." Ye Chen scratched his head, "Put on the clothes, and the belly button is exposed..."

"Hey, this is called speed, do you understand?" Not only did Yang Zeng not care, but he was also complacent. He tugged on his clothes and trousers, and finally seemed to be pleasing to the eye.

"So, has the plan changed?"

"It hasn't changed, let's go to Jiang Xing's house to meet up."

"Okay, let's go!" Yang Zeng didn't have a bicycle, but luckily Jiang Xing's house was not far away, so everyone just had to walk.

Ye Chen tensed up nervously, because the 'accident' Wan Qing mentioned seemed to be today.

When he went out to Jiang Xing's house, he was hit by a truck...

It's fine if you don't know, but now that you know the future, if you can't stop it, Ye Chen doesn't know how to face Yang Zeng—even if he doesn't know these things at all.

"Don't be so nervous." Wan Qing's expression was very flat, she stood beside him and said softly, "Just do your best."

"I'm not as mature as you in this respect..."

"What?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face."

Wan Qing couldn't help laughing.

She just doesn't care so much about changing Yang Zeng's future.

To Ye Chen at that time, this was his best friend, but to Wan Qing now, he was just a stranger.

Ye Chen pushed the cart and walked side by side with Yang Zeng. There seemed to be endless interesting topics between young people.

Wan Qing walked behind alone, leisurely admiring the surrounding scenery.

People are also an important part of this picture scroll.

If you lose those children lying on the ground playing marbles, snapping cards, or buying firecrackers and throwing them everywhere, everything in front of you will lack a lot of fresh charm.

A junior high school student was sitting on a rattan chair playing a game console.

It's not a game console with a wide variety of games in the future, but a very ordinary game console that can only play Tetris.

Even so, everyone gathered to watch it happily, and some people tried every means to let the owner of the game console give this thing out to them, and they also had a good time.

Everyone was flattering him, which also made his expression look extraordinarily proud.

Then, he lent the game console to a girl.

Wan Qing smiled with a bit of disdain.

This is the privilege of girls.

And often girls don't have to pay for it.

When walking past the dormitory building, both she and Ye Chen couldn't help but look up.

That's where they used to live, but they've moved out now...

The compensation from the factory was only a small amount, and after paying the one-year rent for the apartment, I still didn't know what to do.

If he is admitted to university, he can live in a university dormitory, but what about his father?

There are many things that need to be solved in the future.

Wan Qing can't help but think about it, even if she knows, no matter how much she thinks about it, there are some things that can't be solved or can't be solved.

Thinking about it like this is just wasting your emotions in vain.

Ye Chen wouldn't think so much.

Wan Qing always said that he was short-sighted, but she was a little envious of herself at this time.

Heartless, carefree, the burden of life has not yet fallen on this young soul...

Walking out of the dormitory area of ​​the factory, walking along the wide asphalt-paved road, you came to the gate of Jiang Xing's house.

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