From leaving school on May 23rd to June 8th.

After 17 days, Lin Yifeng finally fulfilled his promise.

Be a clueless student in an ivory tower.

Lin Yifeng slept until he naturally woke up. When he opened his eyes, the sunlight had already pierced through the glass and shone on the old desk.

Starting in June, Lin Yifeng and his group of graduating vocational school students stopped attending classes. Although the timetable was still posted on the back of the dormitory door, almost no one went to the classroom to study.

The school now barely cares about these vocational school students. Even the dormitory gates, which are supposed to be locked at around 11 p.m., are now left open all night to facilitate the entry and exit of graduating students.

Starting in June, students from Hebei Vocational University began leaving the school ahead of schedule.

Three students from Lin Yifeng's class have already left school ahead of schedule. They will go home to rest for a few days and then report to their assigned units in July.

Yang Song, who lived in Lin Yifeng's dormitory, also started packing his luggage after attending Lao Zhang's wedding banquet. He would carry his luggage home after the students from Class 10 finished climbing the mountain together.

Yang Song was assigned to Sichuan and Chongqing provinces. He was reluctant to accept this assignment, but he had no connections and could only rely on himself. If he didn't want to follow the school's assignment, he would have to find a job on his own.

For many workers, 1992 was a time of extremely poor working conditions.

In an era when state-owned enterprise workers were being laid off en masse, Yang Song naturally dared not gamble that he could find a job better than the one assigned by his school.

I opened my eyes and looked at the watch that was placed beside the bed.

When he saw that it was 9:27, Lin Yifeng suddenly jumped out of bed.

"It's almost 10 o'clock?"

Lin Yifeng was surprised.

He didn't get back to his dorm until after midnight last night. After a quick wash, he went to sleep.

Unexpectedly, I slept until almost 10 a.m.

"I'm really exhausted lately!"

Lin Yifeng sighed, got out of bed, and looked around the dormitory, only to find that there were only two people in the room.

One is Yang Song, and the other is Sun Guowei.

"Where are the others? Why aren't they all in the dorms? Where did they go?"

Yang Song was lying on the bed, seemingly doing nothing, while Sun Guowei was writing something down rapidly.

"Old Yang, Old Sun, what are you doing?"

Lin Yifeng rarely had a moment to rest. He first went to Yang Song's side and found Yang Song lying on the bed, looking depressed, with some tear stains at the corners of his eyes, as if he had been crying.

She cried?

Lin Yifeng was slightly stunned; he hadn't seen a man shed tears in a long time.

"No, I didn't do anything."

"I didn't sleep well last night, I want to sleep a little longer."

Yang Song quickly turned over, offering his back to Lin Yifeng.

"Okay, then you can go to sleep!"

Fortunately, this was Central China Province, not Chengdu. Seeing that Yang Song was unwilling to talk to him, Lin Yifeng turned his gaze to Sun Guowei.

"Old Sun, what are you doing?"

Sun Guowei immediately put away what he was writing. Lin Yifeng raised an eyebrow, somewhat speechless: "Old Sun, we only have a week left until graduation, why are you still thinking about finding a girlfriend?"

"You're a vocational school graduate, a prodigy! When you go back to your hometown, there will be a whole bunch of people trying to find you a spouse!"

"What do you know!"

Sun Guowei scoffed, "Can those women from my hometown compare to the female students at our school?"

"Most of them dropped out of school early, they are ignorant and uneducated, some of the women even use foul language, and their arms are almost as thick as my thighs."

"I would never spend my life with a woman like that."

Sun Guowei paused for a moment, then said with a hint of pride, "Old Lin, do you know what an urban household registration is?"

"What you're saying is utterly pointless."

"Who doesn't know about urban household registration?"

Lin Yifeng retorted to Sun Guowei, but Sun Guowei was unimpressed, and said with a smug look on his face: "My dad has already raised money to buy me a city household registration."

Hey, let me tell you, in the future I'll be a city dweller, no longer a country person.

"...."

Buy a city household registration?

Ancient memories surfaced in Lin Yifeng's mind. Lin Yifeng stared wide-eyed at Sun Guowei, momentarily at a loss for words.

In the 1990s, buying an urban household registration was indeed a popular trend for a while.

In later generations, apart from Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, Shenzhen, Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan, people no longer cared about whether they had an urban or rural household registration.

Even some people in third- and fourth-tier cities, and even second-tier cities, feel that their urban household registration is not as good as their rural household registration.

But in this era, urban household registration is highly sought after, and urban people still have an inherent sense of pride when facing rural people.

In addition, urban development has always been faster than rural development, and at that time, grain tax had not been abolished, so farmers still had to pay public grain taxes for growing crops!

Having an urban household registration was highly desirable in this era.

Lin Yifeng guessed that a city household registration wouldn't be cheap, probably starting at around ten thousand yuan.

In Lin Yifeng's view, buying a house in the city is far better than buying a city household registration.

Of course, he couldn't say this; blindly advising others would bring about negative consequences.

"What, are you envious?"

"Hahaha, let me tell you, Lao Lin, from now on I'm a city person!"

"We're not even on the same level!"

Fine, fine, you're a city dweller, you think you're superior!

Lin Yifeng was too lazy to even complain about Sun Guowei, and he didn't even bother to look at what Sun Guowei had written: "Where are Zhou Liangang and Liu Fugui?"

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