No. 7 Middle School is not far from Songtao Garden. Tian Feng gave Wen Xin a brief introduction in the car.
"There are several night schools in Shanghai with poor teaching standards. Zeyang has specially asked someone to arrange for you to go to No. 7 Middle School, which is a key high school in our city with high-quality teachers and complete examination materials. The class started last year. Now, it's a bit late. The class is full and it's not easy to get in. But fortunately, there are people in the school. The aunt of a good friend of Zeyang Compound is a teacher at No. 7 Middle School. You can just go directly to her repeat class."
The warm little man quickly asked: "Do I need to bring a gift? What's the teacher's name?"
"Her last name is Zhang. I'll just call her Teacher Zhang. You don't have to worry about it. Zeyang will take care of it. You just need to go there."
The teaching level of the college entrance examination review class of Shanghai No. 7 Middle School is at a relatively high level in Shanghai. Many people want to join, but the number of places is limited. Except for those who have failed the college entrance examination before and have participated in the school, they can enter the class without examination. Others who want to join the college entrance examination review class must take an entrance test, and the registration time for this year has passed. The classroom is full of people. Wen Xin used a back door of the teacher and forced her way in.
It's a special case.
There are two iron gates, an old school building, and a large playground with some students walking around, but it still looks empty, and the surrounding houses are a bit shabby.
This is No. 7 Middle School.
During this period, the entire city was under construction, and not only the schools were in disrepair, but also the residential houses were even more dilapidated.
Tian Feng drove the car into the playground, attracting the attention of many students.
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Teacher Zhang's college entrance examination review class has been full for a long time, and now there are only four months left before the exam. Her nephew insisted that she open a back door to get someone in, saying that the person is his good friend's girlfriend. Upon inquiry, it turned out that the other person had never attended high school and it was unknown what level he had learned.
To be honest, I really don't want to accept a girl like her. She has never attended high school, and if she relies on herself to review, her level will definitely not be good enough. And time is so tight. It would be good if she passes the exam, but if she fails, whose fault is it?
But she couldn't resist her nephew's nagging and finally agreed. Of course, it was also because of the other party's background. Who knows what kind of things the other family may encounter? Maybe one day she would be able to ask the other party for help.
Once someone came into her class, she would definitely take better care of them, but she was still reluctant in her heart, for she was afraid that they would be hopeless and she would spend her energy and effort only to end up in a bad situation. When Tian Feng brought people to her office, Teacher Zhang looked up and her heart sank immediately when she saw the person. She was so pretty and dressed so fashionably, how could this be the look of someone who went to school to study?
But since she had already agreed and the other person was already here, she could only welcome him into the office and ask him a few questions in a calm manner.
"Where did you go to elementary school?"
Wen Xin: "Primary school..." She was stuck. She wanted to say the name of an elementary school in Longzhou, but she couldn't remember it, and she couldn't make one up. Longzhou and Huzhou are so close, and there are only a few elementary schools in one city. She would be exposed in an instant.
"Did you go to middle school? How many years did you go there?"
Wen Xin gritted her teeth and said, "I haven't read it..." She quickly added, "But I am thirsty for knowledge and have been studying on my own." Whether or not she had read it was secondary. She had to first express her attitude of pursuing knowledge and making progress.
When Teacher Shen first heard that she couldn't name her elementary school and might not have even attended elementary school, her face became very serious. Looking at her age, she should have just caught up in that decade, so it is possible that she didn't even finish elementary school. But if she couldn't even recognize all the characters, how could she take the college entrance examination?
However, after hearing her later words about self-study, Teacher Zhang's expression eased a little. Thanks to that movement, a large number of children of grassroots workers and educated youth who went to the countryside are now self-studying. They all lack the environment and conditions to study for various reasons, but since the college entrance examination was resumed, many people have been working hard to create conditions. Not having been to school does not mean that they have no culture.
However, his nephew's friend's girlfriend was too good-looking. Looking at her fashionable clothes, her brows were furrowed. Teacher Zhang himself preferred simple and unpretentious students, those who could focus on learning knowledge and concentrate on the college entrance examination.
For a female classmate who dresses so brightly, she feels that the college entrance examination is not optimistic. Now she just hopes that she is not illiterate, right?
She didn't say anything else. She took out a few papers and put them on the table. "Do these test questions and leave the ones you don't know blank."
The teacher's office at No. 7 Middle School is very simple, with white walls and a half-person-high light green painted wall. There are a few old wooden tables and chairs scattered around. Each table is covered with books and papers, and there are cups and tea mugs for drinking water at hand. There is a thermos on the windowsill.
It was Tian Feng's turn to rest today. There was nothing to do in the tourist garden, so he came in and pulled a chair and sat down. He would go to school soon and then he would have to send people back.
However, after listening to the conversation, Tian Feng remained silent and was surprised in his heart. Could it be that Wen Xin really had never received any education? How come you can’t even tell me what elementary school it is? That shouldn't be possible. Yan Zeyang is such a picky person, it's impossible for him to like an uneducated woman. If he really only cares about beauty, he would have been married a long time ago, as there are many beautiful ones.
The normal entrance test only tests three subjects: Chinese, geography and history. These are the basics. If you are not so good at other subjects, you can learn them after you are admitted.
However, since Teacher Zhang has allowed someone to come in, she must be responsible. She must first know the student's progress and level in each subject.
So she took out the test questions for several subjects of the college entrance examination. There were not many questions, but they were enough to know the other party's level of knowledge mastery.
Wen Xin has been reviewing for two months. Of course, she is learning like a dog and is still in the stage of rote memorization. She is also very distressed about the completely changed knowledge points. What is the most miserable thing in the world? If you travel through time, you will have to go through the college entrance examination again. Even if you take the college entrance examination again, the world you travel to is still a fictional one.
How can one be so miserable?
So, she wrote when she knew the answer and didn't procrastinate when she didn't know the answer. She finished quickly and felt that she had answered the questions terribly. But when Teacher Zhang took the answers and looked at them one by one, his expression gradually eased up.
Even though her brows were still furrowed, she looked up at Wen Xin, handed in the paper, and then sat there, looking at the kettle pattern on the windowsill of the office with a relaxed look on her face.
“The handwriting is good.”
Wen Xin immediately turned around and smiled sweetly and said, "Teacher Shen, I still have a long way to go, but I used to have the habit of practicing calligraphy." That's because her teacher said that if you write well, you may get extra points in the college entrance examination.
“Yeah.” Teacher Zhang was quite satisfied when he saw her sweet smile. She had the habit of practicing calligraphy since she was a child, which showed that her family education was good. Although she had never been to school, her family background should be that of a scholar. Were there not many intellectuals who were knocked down in those years? Wen Xin is much more pleasing to the eye. Although her clothes are a bit too fashionably dressed, she is still very quiet.
"This is a good habit, keep it up in the future."
After reading the paper, Teacher Zhang still had some doubts in her mind. She knew the answers to all the basic questions. When she compared them, she found that the correct rate of several questions in foreign language, chemistry, physics and mathematics was very high. She could tell at a glance that the student had a good foundation, especially in foreign language. As a Chinese teacher, she was not strong in foreign language, but after a rough look, she felt that the student's level was still good.
But looking at the three important subjects of Chinese, geography and history, there were so many mistakes and omissions that even the knowledge points that were almost impossible to make mistakes were all wrong, and several questions were left blank, which was completely opposite to most of the candidates.
The candidates in the past two or three classes have not really entered school and received systematic study, so they are weak in foreign languages, physics, and mathematics.
However, Teacher Zhang decided to accept her. "It's OK. You have a good foundation in study. Although there are still some shortcomings, I will provide you with systematic tutoring after you enter the school. With your grades, as long as you work hard, you will have no problem getting into university."
Tian Feng, who was sitting next to him, also said in his heart, I knew it, without any skills, it would be impossible to trap Yan Zeyang. Well, after the college entrance examination, another college student appeared.
Afterwards, she took Wen Xin and Tian Feng to the teaching department of No. 7 Middle School, got Wen Xin a student certificate for the college entrance examination review class, and asked her to come to class the next day.
After Tian Feng finished his work, he sent Wen Xin back to Songtao Garden.
He hurried back to the office to report what happened to Yan Zeyang. Yan Zeyang asked him to tell him everything that happened in detail. Tian Feng was speechless. What was there to know? Afraid that his partner will be wronged? If that's the case, then she's pampering her boyfriend too much. He's so busy, and he needs to know everything about his boyfriend's school. Can he spare the time?
As soon as the car turned a corner, Tian Feng saw from the rearview mirror that Yan Zeyang's girlfriend did not go into Songtao Garden, but turned around and lifted the curtain of a private restaurant not far away. He knew that restaurant and it had a very famous chef. A meal there would cost at least ten or twenty yuan.
Tian Feng, whose salary is over 150 yuan and is envied by most people as having high income and good treatment, could not help but be shocked. If his wife spends money like this, he will have to starve. He cannot afford to support her.
Then he looked at the oil-wrapped paper snack next to him, and took it home when he went back home in the evening.
Tian Feng also has a little daughter, and his wife is now pregnant again, less than four months pregnant.
When he was going back, his wife saw him holding something and asked, "What did you take? How did you wrap it in oil paper?"
Tian Feng works in a good unit and comes into contact with foreign guests. His treatment is enviable, and he often brings home various gift boxes specially made for foreign guests. They are all made by master chefs, with fine materials and exquisite craftsmanship, so his wife didn't find it strange. She just asked casually, "Oh, Zeyang is too busy in the army and can't get away. I happened to have a car, so she asked me to drive his girlfriend to school. His girlfriend gave it to me and said she would bring it back for you to try." He put it aside.
Tian Feng's wife had never seen Wen Xin, but when she heard that it was Yan Zeyang's girlfriend, she immediately came out of the kitchen and said with interest, "Zeyang's girlfriend, bring her to our house for dinner one day. I haven't thanked him for my brother's demobilization last time. Thanks to him for arranging it. My brother's unit is very good after demobilization, and the subsidy is very high, all thanks to you, my old classmate."
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Tian Feng became dissatisfied.
His wife's relatives are all messy. The last time Zeyang came to Huzhou and had dinner at his house, his wife actually brought it up at the dinner table. If it wasn't for her own face, it would not be worth bothering Zeyang with such a trivial matter as his brother's transfer to civilian work. On his side, it's just a matter of taking a few hundred yuan more as a gift. Zeyang has to bear a lot of responsibility for asking for it. His wife is too ignorant.
So if Ze Yang needed anything in the future, he would try his best to help.
He said "hmm" and changed the subject, "Is my daughter back from school?"
"I'm back and doing homework in the house." When Tian Feng came out of the bathroom, he saw his wife sitting on a chair. The oil paper bag on the table was opened, revealing golden snacks that looked like bird nests. When you get closer, you can smell an enticing salty fragrance. There were about twelve snacks in one paper bag.
Tian Feng's wife took two bites each and had already finished more than half of it. Ever since she became pregnant, she vomited everything she ate and could not smell any meat. She could only eat white porridge every day, and the porridge pot had to be scrubbed very clean to prevent it from getting any grease on it.
As for snacks, she no longer likes them after eating too much, and because of her appetite, she feels so sweet that she wants to vomit after eating a bite.
She just took the paper bag and originally wanted to put it in the kitchen, but when she picked it up, she smelled a very fragrant sweet fragrance. She hadn't felt anything so fragrant for a long time after she became pregnant. Unexpectedly, this was made by the girlfriend of her husband's old classmate, and she found it tasted surprisingly good.
So she sat down, touching her belly, and opened the oil bag. Twelve snacks were neatly arranged, only slightly larger than eggs, and looked like a bird's nest stacked up layer by layer.
Tian Feng’s wife picked one up, took a bite, and couldn’t stop eating. What is this? It was fragrant and crispy, slightly salty and a little bit sweet, and every flavor was just right. She ate one after another, and in a short while she had finished eight.
I am simply addicted to this crispy, sweet taste and delicate and charming texture.
Tian Feng watched his wife eat the food like a whirlwind without vomiting, and his expression was a little stunned.
Tian Feng's wife stopped eating after she finished the ninth one. She said to Tian Feng who was walking over, "Oh, weird, I didn't vomit after eating this?" She actually hadn't eaten enough, but she was full. "There are only a few of them, too few. Tian Feng, can you find your classmate and ask her to make some more?"
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Wen Xin was sent back to Songtao Garden. She originally wanted to go back, but she wanted to pack her things for school tomorrow and didn't want to cook, so she turned on the heels of her little leather shoes and ran to a private restaurant not far away, ordered the signature dishes and soup, and had a full meal.
Yan Zeyang's salary is now in Wen Xin's hands. He gave it to her when she moved in. Together with the subsidy, Wen Xin herself earns more than 3,000 yuan every month. So she has money. If she likes to cook, she can cook by herself. If she doesn't like to cook, she can eat out. But she spends more time cooking by herself because the food tastes better.
So, after moving here, she lived a comfortable life every day.
The next day, f went to school and found that her life was not so comfortable, because teacher zhang gave her a lot of homework and her free time was almost all spent on homework.
There are only two classes in the college entrance examination review class, Class A and Class B. Class A has classes during the day, and Class B has classes at night. This is because some of the students in the review class failed the college entrance examination last time, and some have already started working and do not have any free time, so they can only come at night.
Yes.
Most of the people in the college entrance examination review classes in recent years are older and have six or seven years of work experience. They are not reconciled to their fate and want to learn knowledge, take the college entrance examination, and make a push towards their ideals.
In this era, if you want to change your destiny, the only way is to get into college.
Therefore, the people in the college entrance examination review class all look pale and thin, with dusty faces, as if they are studying very hard.
Some people work during the day and go to classes at night, only sleeping for a few hours a day, and their lives look very miserable.
He was a 23-year-old man. Because of his weak foundation, he had not touched a book for ten years. He now worked in a grass-roots workshop with a heavy workload. He came to class during the day, and after class he slept until 12 o'clock before going to the night shift. After the night shift, he had to pack up and go to class again. He could only sleep four or five hours a day. Over time, his complexion was very bad.
But I still actively discuss various learning problems with my classmates, listen to the teacher's lectures and take notes together.
The warm state is a bit out of place compared to these people.
Let me put it this way, most of the candidates who took the college entrance examinations in recent years were older, had experienced a lot of hardships, and had experienced the vicissitudes of life. Because they started working very early, they all looked mature and steady.
But as soon as Wen Xin entered the classroom, her youthful charm came to her face, like a bouquet of flowers that suddenly bloomed. In the gray, black and white world, she was particularly eye-catching. She introduced herself to her classmates with a smile.
Then, Teacher Zhang took her to her seat and said to her earnestly, "This opportunity is hard to come by. Study hard."
People at this time were relatively simple and honest, because everyone gathered here for a purpose and worked hard for the same goal, so the relationship was very close. Many of them had worked at the grassroots level, so they could understand each other and get along harmoniously. They usually helped each other in school, borrowed notes from each other, and were very open-minded, which was very pleasant.
Wen Xin was very popular in the review class because she was good at foreign languages. The main reason was that it was difficult to find a classmate who was good at foreign languages at that time, because many of them had never been exposed to this subject, and some of them planned to give up this subject and focus on other subjects. But because of Wen Xin, everyone came to ask for advice and took the initiative to lend her their good notes.
If Wen Xin wanted to ask a question, they would rush to answer it.
Someone enviously asked, "Wei Xin, how come you are so good at foreign languages? What's your secret?"
Wen Xin: “…” Her English is so poor, yet here she is actually envied? What's the secret? Does loving to travel abroad count? hhh……
Two months passed.
The male student who only slept four or five hours a day, attended classes during the day and worked night shifts at night sat behind Wen Xin. He didn't know any foreign language, and Wen Xin taught him a lot.
To thank Wen Xin, he gave her a red scarf. Nowadays, it is popular among lesbians to wear scarves, and the brighter the color, the better. What color is brighter than red? So, when walking on the street, half of ten people are wearing red scarves, and the remaining half have envious looks.
A red scarf costs about ten yuan, which is nearly half or one-third of the salary of many workers. At that time, it was very expensive.
Wen Xin wanted to decline, but the male classmate was very sincere and hoped that she could continue to teach him foreign languages in the future. If she didn't accept it, he would feel too guilty and would be too embarrassed to ask her questions again.
Well, after Wen Xin accepted it, she also gave him a 20-yuan fountain pen sold in a state-owned store. He liked it very much and put it away carefully like a treasure. He never used it and always kept it in his coat pocket.
The small scarf was originally placed by her in the corner of the closet and gathered dust. Don't be funny, it was just a scarf that was slightly larger than a handkerchief, and it just wrapped around the neck, just like a red scarf. Didn't it look good?
So ugly! Who would wear it outside? She didn't quite understand the aesthetics of this era, but she could understand the love of beauty among lesbians of this era who liked bright things.
But later she felt that the red scarf did not look good around the neck, but looked good around the wrists with matching clothes. She did not like red before, but in this age when everyone likes bright red, she found that she was infected and she actually thought it was good. Moreover, red could make her skin look more creamy and white. When necessary, she could also use it to gather her long hair and tie it twice as a headband, so she used it more frequently afterwards. Every time the male classmate saw her using it, there was a burning light in his eyes.
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Time quickly entered May. Late spring intoxicated me with its blue sky and white clouds that are as beautiful as a dream, and its spring breeze that warms my heart.
The temperature suddenly became hot.
Wen Xin was waiting for the bus at the station early in the morning. I waited for a long time before the military procurement special bus arrived.
Yama has not returned for half a month and rarely calls. What’s going on? She misses him so much. Since the mountain won’t come to me, then I will go to the mountain!
In terms of relationships, Wen Xin likes to take the initiative. If you don’t come back, then I will go find you. She doesn’t feel embarrassed at all and is so thick-skinned.
Wen Xin fanned herself with her hands, bringing out a little bit of wind.
Yama would definitely not tell me where his troops are.
She got the information out of Tian Feng. Tian Feng's wife was pregnant, and Wen Xin tried to make a few things. His wife especially liked them, so he would come over every few days to get some food back. So since he needed help from others, she got the information out of him easily.
It just so happened that she had a day off today, so she planned to go over and give him a surprise. When she thought about how he saw her stunned look and then carried her back to the room, her heart started pounding.
Well, she is just lustful.
The campsite is still under construction though.
But Tian Feng said the road is open!
There are many people in the military camp, and there are always people going back and forth to Shanghai, so there is a special bus running back and forth every day, one in the morning and one in the evening, taking you to a more remote bus terminal in Shanghai.
She asked for the time and put on a dress made of the same fabric as a scarf that she had just found and worked on with great difficulty. The dress looked very beautiful. She wore a white leather belt around her waist and wore the latest Hong Kong-made lambskin pointed low-heeled leather shoes that were recently purchased from the shopping mall.
The red gauze skirt fluttered in the wind. After she stood there for a while in the morning, three female comrades came over and asked her where she bought the skirt.
She looked at her watch frequently, and finally a military bus drove over.
Many people got off the bus, some were carrying luggage to visit their families, and there was also a female comrade in military uniform and a female comrade in a floral shirt. After getting off the bus, Wen Xin heard the soldier say to the female comrade: "Only one family building in the camp has been built. You can come over when a few more are built. You can stay for a while. When your family is settled, you can join the army."
When Wen Xin heard that the family quarters had been built, she was a little angry. Seeing that someone else was also waiting for the car, she went up with them.
After entering, she found a random seat and sat down. Perhaps because her outfit was too eye-catching, a young female comrade in a black skirt asked her, "Comrade, are you also going to the 137th Army?"
Wen Xin glanced at her. This female comrade also dressed up quickly and put on some light makeup. Of course, only Wen Xin could see that her eyebrows were drawn, there were traces of powder on her face, and there was lipstick on her lips, but it was very light, not that thick.
Wearing makeup at this time is really a fashion-forward style. Wen Xin doesn't wear much makeup because she is naturally beautiful. Her eyes are big and bright, her skin is delicate and whiter than liquid foundation, and her lips are as red as pomegranate seeds. Makeup will cover up her natural beauty, so she just needs to take good care of herself in daily life.
"right."
"Are you a family member? Are you here to visit relatives?"
"My boyfriend is in the army, I came to see him."
The woman looked Wen Xin up and down, with a hint of jealousy in her eyes. The comparison of appearance between beautiful women is very subtle, and it is normal to be jealous if you can't compare. Why are you so beautiful? And I don’t?
"Who is your partner? I've been here twice, maybe I know him." asked the woman.
"His last name is Yan, Yan Zeyang, do you know him?"
"Who?" The woman was obviously stunned for a moment, and immediately raised her voice: "You mean, the commander of the 137th Field Regiment? Commander Yan?"
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At this time, Yan Mogui was wearing the same field uniform as the soldiers. The political commissar stood next to him. He had his hands behind his back, wearing a hat, and looked at this group of weaklings crawling and rolling on the playground with a gloomy face. Among them, there were several squadron captains who were not satisfied with their training and shouted at them loudly.
These clueless soldiers didn't see that the commander's face had darkened. It was obvious that he was not satisfied with the results of this training. What would be the consequences of his dissatisfaction? The consequences are serious, you’re not physically fit, right? Shooting is not possible, right? There are also people who are afraid of blood. This is bullshit. How can such people be soldiers? They were sent back on the same day.
Which one is not okay? Then practice until the behavior stops.
There is not much else here, just a lot of wilderness, sand and mud. It is called: mission execution and simulated mission.
But in reality, it is extremely painful. You have to climb over mountains and cross rivers, swim and sleep outdoors all day long. You climb like a monkey, but you can't climb up? Do it again.
This happened every few days, and the new recruits were so tired that even though they admitted that their new leader was handsome and manly, they still couldn't stop themselves from trembling with fear when they saw him.
After each mission, a group of new recruits, tall and strong men, and passionate soldiers, all looked as if their skin had been peeled off.
How can I not be afraid? As scared as a mouse seeing a cat.
Moreover, the devil Yama followed them all the way, leisurely holding a loudspeaker behind them and laughing at them. That was not enough, they also asked their company commander to laugh at them, saying that they were not as good as women, were cowards, and had no guts, and that it would be better for them to go home and have children like women.
Of course, there are other reasons why they train so hard.
If they fail the six-month assessment, they will be sent back to their original units. Yes, these soldiers are the ones with the best physical fitness selected from various recruit camps from all over the country and gathered here.
No one wants to be repatriated. In their original unit, they were the top physical fitness soldiers who looked down upon all the new recruits. But here, in the mouth of Yama, they became a group of weaklings, and a group of chickens without any spine.
They don't accept! They have to prove they have guts!
Therefore, they must not be sent back. If they go back, wouldn’t they become spineless weaklings? How can they hold their heads up high? They have to endure it.
And also for the occasional smile from the regiment commander, and his gentle words, "You are worthy of being my soldier."
A group of soldiers drill like crazy all day long because their commander is watching and they can't be afraid!
Even so, most of the time, Devil Yama is still not satisfied because it is too slow! Why would a weakling serve as a soldier? I don't need weaklings in my group, okay? Just go back!
The playground was covered in dust and physical training was going on at a high speed.
Someone ran over from the sentry post and said, "Captain, there's a female comrade who is said to be your girlfriend at the sentry post. Do you want to go and pick her up?" The soldier had no doubt that the other person was Captain Yan's girlfriend, because she looked like the commander's girlfriend.
At least why she looks like her? It’s because she is beautiful, so beautiful that it’s dazzling, so rosy and tender. The leader’s partner, well, should be this beautiful.
As soon as he mentioned his girlfriend, the soldiers nearby all pricked up their ears. Girlfriend? Does the team leader have a partner? What does it look like? Want to see!
Just when they thought the team leader was going to pick up his partner, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Yan Motou's expression did not change, and he did not even glance towards the gate. He stared at this group of weaklings and said coldly, "Leave her in the reception room, go back."
"yes!"
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