After the leaders came to offer encouragement, the next step was for various schools to compete for students.
The fact that the Red Flag Brigade did not have a telephone installed infuriated the teachers from various admissions offices.
In reality, the competition for talent is also a contest among top universities. Other schools are aware of their own limitations and instead use sweet words and tricks to attract other educated youth from the Red Flag Brigade.
Because of the distance and the lack of telephones, several universities in Beijing sent telegrams first. N City and H City did the same, only a step later.
Within just a few months of the resumption of the college entrance examination, professors, bachelors, and teachers who had been demoted were exonerated and returned to their previous positions, or even higher ones.
Each of the universities in Beijing sent a professor to accompany them on their mission to win over Ye Zhiyu and Lu Chen.
Coincidentally, everyone knew each other. When they saw each other on the train, they greeted each other warmly, their eyes filled with tears.
"I never thought we old guys would meet again."
"Yes, yes, look how old you all are, with so many wrinkles."
"You talk as if you don't have any, old man."
After a brief moment of reflection, they inquired about their destination, and upon learning that they were all aiming at the same person, they immediately turned hostile.
"You two old geezers, you actually tried to steal my person."
"What's wrong with me taking it from you? They both write such good essays, so naturally they should learn traditional Chinese culture from me."
"Studying this damn traditional Chinese culture will definitely lead me to the world of mathematics."
"Go to hell..."
Several old men in Zhongshan suits, disregarding their appearance, began to hurl insults, their faces red and necks bulging. The teachers accompanying them dared not breathe, but fearing that their professor might get sick from anger, they tentatively tugged at their arms...
It took twenty minutes to finally break the ice. They sat down angrily, wiped the spittle off their faces, and glared at each other with disgust.
However, they stopped arguing. They had already agreed that once they arrived at their destination, they would each rely on their own abilities, since neither of them would submit to the other.
The accompanying admissions officer took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his face, feeling a bit agitated.
After the results were released, the educated youth from the Red Flag Brigade returned to the city one after another; they had been waiting for this day for far too long.
Liu Shengnan and her friends were also packing their luggage; they had all chosen universities close to home.
The more I packed, the sadder I became. Although I was happy to be home, it would be a lie to say I wasn't nostalgic for all the little things we had shared this past year.
Liu Shengnan: "After we go back, we must keep in touch. Don't just disappear after we part ways."
Wang Qing's eyes were red: "Of course, I have written down your addresses on paper. I will send you letters later, so please be sure to reply."
Zhou Xue nodded and wiped her eyes. "I definitely will."
Wu Wenwen carefully examined the courtyard, as if trying to etch it into her mind.
Ye Zhiyu came to see him off; having witnessed countless partings and deaths, she too was overcome with emotion.
"Sister Wu, I can't bear to part with you. You won't be able to cook delicious food for me anymore." Liu Shengnan hugged Wu Wenwen's waist tightly.
Wang Qing and Zhou Xue also gathered around, suppressing Wu Wenwen's sadness.
"All you guys remember is my food?"
After seeing them off, the educated youth settlement was empty. Li Xi and Fu Tingshen ran away on the third day after the results came out, as if they had been called back home.
While other brigades of educated youth who did not meet the required scores were still trying to return to the city, here, all that remained was an empty courtyard waiting for its next owner or to be forgotten by the long river of history until it collapsed.
"You old geezer, why are you running so fast? Stop right there!"
"No way! Why should I listen to you? If you're slow, just wait for me to steal you away."
Several professors started a race, which was basically just walking faster.
Moreover, time waits for no one, and he has suffered a lot over the years. He is no longer the same as before and soon became breathless and needed to be helped up.
They also arrived at the Red Flag Brigade by oxcart, and the brigade gave them directions.
However, being unfamiliar with the area and with many winding paths, I dared not venture too far for fear of getting lost.
It wasn't lunchtime yet, and there was no one on the road except for a little boy with a runny nose who was squatting by the roadside, watching them curiously.
The admissions officer from Peking University waved to him, but since this boy had been kidnapped before and rescued by Ye Zhiyu, he didn't go over; instead, he took a few steps back.
The admissions officer touched his nose, inwardly admiring the children in the village, thinking, "These kids are quite something, they're very wary."
"Little friend, don't be afraid. We are not bad people. We are from the university admissions office. Today, we are here to welcome the top scorer in your team."
The little boy's eyes darted around, unsure whether he believed it or not.
"Can you take us to the top scholar's house?"
The little boy looked at the group of people who seemed like good people, said "You guys wait here for a bit," and ran off.
His previous experience taught him that bad people don't have "bad" written on their faces.
The group had no choice but to find a shady spot to stand and fan themselves with their hands.
The little boy didn't go anywhere else; he just went to the fields to find Lu Chen. He thought Lu Chen was very good at fighting, so he would let him contact those people. If they were bad guys, he could subdue them; if they were good guys, everyone would be happy. After all, he was also the top scholar.
"Uncle Lu, a few people say they're from the admissions office and want to see you and Sister Ye."
Lu Chen paused, his arm still as he swung the hoe, and closed his eyes briefly: "Gouwa, you should call her aunt or madam."
Gouwa blinked and sniffed: "But she's the older sister."
Lu Chen: "Then why do you call me uncle?" He was only five years older than her.
"Because that's what I've always called you."
"Then you should call me Uncle. The Sister Ye you mentioned is my wife. You should call her Sister. That's a generational difference, you know?"
A few people were sunbathing in the same spot:
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In the end, Lu Chen didn't correct the way he called Gouwa. He told Lu Weimin and then left with Lu Ze.
Lu Weimin has recently developed a similar skill; now, when he hears about professors, he remains unfazed and simply waves his hand.
"Uncle Lu, they're the ones looking for you."
Lu Chen: "Hello, I am Lu Chen."
He reached out and ruffled Gouwa's hair, telling him to come to the Lu family's house to get candy when he had time, and then led the boy home.
Lu Ze: "Hello teachers, I am his brother, Lu Ze."
Compared to Lu Chen's somewhat cold face, Lu Ze had a certain affability and struck up a conversation.
After explaining their purpose, Ye Zhiyu and the others were stunned. They had been staying at home ever since they celebrated with the Tao family.
As for telegrams, not a single one was found.
They didn't care; they'd already seen the person, so why worry about the telegram?
The three schools eagerly introduced themselves, starting to rummage around. Ye Zhiyu couldn't help but chuckle, and only then did they straighten up and tidy their clothes.
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh in front of everyone, Ye." The professor from Peking University still smiled.
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