i was my mistake

"Students on duty stay for a while!" Ye Chen hurriedly yelled first, so that no one would run away.

Sometimes it may not be intentional, just forget it in a hurry to get home from school.

Ever since he became a health committee member, Ye Chen was also forced to get acquainted with the whole class. At least there will be no such situation that a month has passed and he still can't remember all the names.

"Jiang Xing, hurry up, the game room is full!" Yang Zeng kept urging, without any sense of urgency that the college entrance examination was coming.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you haven't swept the floor yet." Jiang Xing is an old god, "Anyway, their money will be spent soon, how can anyone keep playing."

"Fuck, don't you know that there have been more people recently? Some people come to play after get off work, competing for seats with our students."

"Ye Chen—where's the sweeper?" Jiang Xing ignored him, but shouted at Ye Chen.

"The one who sweeps the floor? Sweeping, sweeping... who is sweeping the floor today..." Ye Chen flipped through the watch, and then looked awkwardly at Wan Qing beside him.

Only then did he realize that today, he, the squad leader, didn't seem to have cleaned up.

The job of sweeping the floor was always done by another student.

And that student asked for leave at noon and left, so there was no one working.

"Cough, let me sweep." He coughed twice, stood up uncomfortably, picked up the broom and got busy.

Wan Qing didn't notice this, and still buried herself in her homework.

After getting used to it, in fact, there are not many school homework every day, and I can write a lot during the time after class or lunch break. After finishing all the school homework early, I can ask Zhao Jinyu to check the answers and listen to her explain the problems , By the way, a few more questions to study in depth.

Improvement in performance is never achieved overnight.

Slow and iterative is the norm.

So persistence becomes even more important.

Unlike Ye Chen, Wan Qing didn't find the joy of studying, she just insisted on relying on the adult's desire for profit.

A college diploma in this era is still quite valuable. As long as you can be admitted to a university, even a junior college, you can greatly change your life.

Taking advantage of the early days when there are not many highly educated talents to seize the position, the future life can be lived easily and happily.

Before I knew it, there was no one else in the classroom.

Ye Chen arranged the last chair, and Wan Qing finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh... finished writing."

"Ah, all right?"

"Hmm." She subconsciously looked towards the door, "Where's Zhao Jinyu?"

"Still not here."

"Is their class still out of school?"

"I don't know." The school is actually still a bit noisy at this moment. There are many students gathered at the school gate, and some people are chasing and fighting in the corridor.

But usually after another 10 minutes, the place will fall into complete silence.

"Let's go and have a look." Wan Qing packed her schoolbag, "I don't seem to hear the sound of any class still in class?"

"Yeah, I didn't hear that either, wouldn't I go first? Could it be that we were angry because we didn't wake her up in the morning?"

"You can't be so stingy, right?" Wan Qing frowned, but she was still a little shaken, "But if it's a girl, it's not impossible... Girls are such sensitive animals, I don't know when they accidentally Poking at a sensitive point will make them unhappy."

"cough."

"That's why women are really troublesome. They are always intriguing over little things." Wan Qing rolled her eyes angrily.

"I'm just talking about a guess. Maybe she just didn't go to class for a long time, so she forgot to wait for us? Maybe she was waiting downstairs."

"It's still raining outside."

"Maybe you want to see the rain scene?"

"Wouldn't it be better to see it in the classroom?"

"Uh... Maybe I'm sick, I didn't come to school at all today."

"Who knows." Wan Qing curled her lips, "Anyway, let's go back and buy something to see her, fruit or something else, if you're really angry, it's an apology."

"Hey, that doesn't sound like something you would say..."

"Nonsense, we still need her now, of course we can't make too much trouble."

Ye Chen felt very uncomfortable with her words: "We are friends with each other, you're talking like...that's what."

"Oh." Wan Qing suddenly asked inexplicably, "If there is an opportunity to make everyone's life better together, and everyone in the world can get along equally, would you do it?"

"Definitely."

"I won't." Wan Qing said coldly, "I just need to be a master."

"...I know you're not that kind of person."

"what……?"

"Your choice will definitely be the same as mine in the end."

"What do you know, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"You're just using it to...uh...protect yourself."

Wan Qing suddenly stared at Ye Chen with a strange look.

She discovered that her past self was actually... frighteningly smart.

……

71. Autumn Rain

The sky is raining non-stop.

Withered and yellow leaves fell all over the ground.

Ye Chen held an umbrella and stood under the tree that was already somewhat bare.

Cars on the street come and go.

He looked at the few cars parked by the side of the road, and in his fantasy picked one for himself.

Then imagine that it is your own new car.

In this era, only the rich can afford to drive a car. Not only is the price high, but the maintenance cost is not affordable by ordinary people.

But how could the expectations and fantasies of teenagers be defeated by reality so easily.

And the boy's dream is so real, and it is so easy to satisfy himself.

——Even just thinking about it makes him feel extremely happy.

It's like a poor ghost fantasizing about winning the first prize in the lottery one day.

What should I do with my money after I arrive?

Ye Chen thought, maybe he would buy a car with good quality but not extravagant, and use the remaining money to spray it with a new paint that he likes, and for the rest, he would just change the tires to beautiful ones and change the seats completely. Into leather, and then buy a special parking garage to put it.

Fantasy is really beautiful.

The rain in late October and autumn kept falling on the umbrella he was holding.

Under the umbrella with the rib cover broken and the rib poking out directly, so that half of it was limp, he had a beautiful fantasy that made him feel extremely happy.

He deeply feels the beauty of life, and looks forward to the future with unlimited possibilities.

At this time, Wan Qing came out of the telecom business hall, looked at the rainy sky, and sighed slightly.

She lazily held up her umbrella and walked towards him quickly.

"How is it? Are you done?"

"Well, it's done."

"How much is it a month?"

"The cheapest package is 12 yuan a month."

I came here on purpose this evening to make a set meal for the pager.

In this way, others can send the required information through the switching station.

Originally, she didn't intend to waste this money, but later, because the class teacher had some notifications and needed to contact the parents directly, as the class leader, she would receive notifications more frequently than ordinary students, so she specially made this package.

"What's the number? Next time I'm outside, can I just ask the switcher to send you a message?" Ye Chen asked excitedly with his eyes wide open.

"Yes."

"Wow! Can I have it on my waist?"

"How old are you, don't be so childish, okay, besides, you are wearing elastic pants, how do you clip them on?"

"Cough...! I'm going to make a phone call now to see how it works?"

"You kid." Wan Qing rolled her eyes at him, and shoved the pager into his hand, "I like it so much, take it here, and play with it for a while."

Although it wasn't actually fun, just repeating the opening and closing operations made him feel extremely happy.

"Can't you try it? What if it doesn't work? Right, you should try it..."

Wan Qing didn't know what this kid was thinking, she patted his forehead: "Understood, I'll go to the public phone booth and see if I can receive the message."

"it is good!"

Ye Chen's eyes began to light up.

Holding the pager in anticipation, he turned on its green fluorescent light in the rainy evening.

Wan Qing couldn't help laughing, and walked into a public phone booth by the road.

She put in a coin and dialed the paging station number she had just written down—96880.

In 1996, most of the paging stations were manual. Of course, a few of them had started to use machine transfers. After calling them, they could press the number of the pager on the telephone to notify the person they wanted to notify.

Of course, if you want to send some information, you still have to connect to the artificial station.

After the monthly subscription, the pager is completely free to receive information, but - calling the artificial desk to request to send information will be deducted.

Such as this kind of coin-operated public telephone, if the message is too long, the other party will ask to put in another coin to send the message.

If it is the kind of private phone shop, it will deduct some extra phone charges, don't try to escape, these will be charged after the call is finished.

In some places, in order to prevent people from not paying the phone bill, they even ask for a deposit of a few dollars before making a call, and then refund more or less after the call is over.

"[-]..." Wan Qing entered the number carefully, feeling anticipation in her heart for some reason.

How many years have passed since then?

For her, calling a paging station seemed like a lifetime ago.

I remember the excitement I felt the first time I sent outgoing caller ID to my pager.

At this time, it was like returning to that first time.

The sound of 'beep' sounded a little long at this time.

She was in a very disturbed mood.

I remembered hiding from the rain in a phone booth on a rainy day; I remembered staring at a car parked on the side of the road for a long time under the dim light at night; I remembered the first time I saw the animated initial D , I imagined that I could own one in the future; I remembered the baked sweet potatoes on the roadside that I bought after a long time; I remembered the special leather case for pagers I bought at the roadside stall.

Those old memories are always at night, always with dim yellow lights.

However, standing in this past time, she felt that all the pictures were so clear, and all the lights were so bright.

The filter with a faint yellow color disappeared, replaced by a thriving prosperity.

Finally, the phone was connected.

"Hello, this is the information paging station of City H. Do you need any help?"

"Pager number, 993089." Wan Qing cleared her throat, and reported the number accurately. She had long forgotten the number of her previous pager, but at this time, the number of this old and new phone was firmly engraved on it. In her mind, "Please send a message."

"Okay, please speak."

"See you at Qiu Mingshan tonight."

"Tonight... Qiu?"