Xiang got up early and opened the door. The whistling north wind mixed with fine snowflakes hit his face, causing him to shivering. Xue Xiang rubbed his face, greeted the old man with a dog-haired hat who was guarding the guesthouse, and walked eastward. Although it was nearly half past six o'clock, the winter day was short and the night was long and the cloudy day was still cloudy. The road was still cloudy. Thanks to the shops along the street, the lights were on, so it would not be a blind man who opened his eyes in the morning.

Xue Xiang was walking slowly along the street, but his eyes kept scanning the various signs on the shops, and was playing with these names that were very special to the times. The side food restaurant called "Limin" was called "Xianghong", the ready-made clothing shop called "Hongxing" and the barber shop called "Hongxing"... There are countless such things, even the public toilets with lanterns hanging in the northwest corner were under the banner of "anti-investment". Xue Xiangzheng was bored and saw that the old place where he had eaten was arrived - a canteen called "Kangmin". This canteen, you can tell at a glance that it must be an old door, and it was vaguely judged that it existed in the Qing Dynasty. The blue bricks and gray tiles were old, and the pillars at the top were covered with mottled chisel marks. The one that revealed its long-standing years was the corner of the eaves and roofs, which was exactly the shape of the late Qing Dynasty.

After turning over the red windshield curtain, Xue Xiang stepped in and clicked to check the money behind the yellow lacquer cabinet. The fat cashier who was leaning against the yellow lacquer cabinet, shouted "Old Rules" and found a seat next to the door. At this moment, there were almost fifty diners sitting in the cafeteria, with most young men and women, accounting for more than two-thirds. Xue Xiang glanced and found many unfamiliar acquaintances. The reason why he was unfamiliar was because he had never spoken to others at all; he also said acquaintances was because he had seen these people three times in a row, and he even remembered the name of the fat man - Ruan Xiangyang. Because every time he had eaten, this guy was always the most active.

Xue Xiang's arrival did not cause any trouble. Everyone lowered their heads to eat or talked to each other at the top of their voices. The room was noisy, but they were talking about the same thing. Because of their common language, the diners gathered together to discuss it.

As soon as one finished speaking, Ruan Xianghong's white-faced fat man stood up, rolled up most of the fried dough sticks, stuffed them into his mouth, and poured them into his mouth. He whispered and swallowed them, "I said to you, I worked hard yesterday for two days, and everyone finally got through it. But today I'm going to take English. I really have no tricks. I just recognized the twenty-six English letters. What's wrong with this? I'm not taking this exam for people." Fat Ruan complained, but his eyebrows and eyes were full of satisfaction, and he was very strange.

"Fatty Ruan, what's the fat guy selling? Who doesn't know that you are a translation work and pretending to be with us! Obviously, you are deliberately picking things and shameful to us." A girl wearing a black cotton-padded jacket seemed to be familiar with Fat Ruan and exposed her lies at once.

The soft and white fat face suddenly touched the rouge, and his cheeks flushed in an instant, but saw a slutty neck: "Chi Aihong, what are you talking nonsense! My buddy gave it to the party. The old man is an old man, I am me, and he is involved in translator, do I have to learn foreign languages?"

"Okay, Fatty Ruan, you just pick up the bowl and eat, put down the chopsticks and scold your father. Without your reactionary me, you can grow to your current tonnage."

"Hahaha…."

"You are reactionary. My dad was wronged. The organization's conclusion has long been reached. If anyone mentions this to me again, who will I be anxious?"

"Oh, Lao Ruo, don't pay attention to them. They are just jealous of your good studies. What's the point? You happen to sit in front of your brother. When answering the questions, the test paper is biased. How about leaving a way out for your brother?"

"Lao Wu, you're cheating naked. Be careful that I'll report you..."

“……….”

Xue Xiang listened to the noisy people, but because he was not familiar with each other, he kept shaking his head and smiling bitterly. What did you think Xue laugh at? He was laughing at for three months of hard work, it was useless!

It turned out that after Liu Mei left without saying goodbye, Xue Xiang organized blind dates again and said goodbye to Zhong Yuemin and others. Finally, he assigned the work of the production team and really went to seclusion to study. The Lian family moved into Jinniu Mountain and lived in a hut by the Bibo Pond. He lived there for three months. Until the day before yesterday, he successfully left the seclusion and came to Chengtian County to prepare for the exam.

But I knew that the first Chinese test was tested, and Xue Xiang was stunned as soon as the test questions were issued. The first question was to distinguish the composition of the sentence: We are children, please draw the composition of the sentences and explain the part of the speech; the second question was written in "Seven-character Code"; the third question was, "Count the romantic figures, and look at the present day" in "Qinyuanchun. Snow" and what kind of revolutionary sentiments does it express... As such, there are no more than twenty questions in total, and the last essay "What should we learn from Comrade Lei Feng". In the later exams, the questions encountered were either "writing out the molecular formula of water and the chemical equation of combustion", or "two trains are walking towards each other, with their own speeds, and asking when to meet"...

Seeing such a question, Xue Xiang almost sighed to the sky. This kind of experience was like him, Xue, who encountered the challenge of the world's number one master. In a panic, he moved out the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Chapter, the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, the Nine Yin True Sutra, and lived in the mountains for three months. He still felt that it was not safe. He almost wanted to castrate himself and practice the Sunflower Book. Unexpectedly, when he fought, the world's number one master was only a big road player such as the iron sand palm and the Yang family gun, and he slashed it with one stroke. This force was a huge hit on the cotton bag, so why didn't Xue Daren go crazy?

Xue Xiang was sighing in his heart that God was unfair. A young man in white clothes and white hat, holding a purple-red wood plate, brought it up and said as if he offered treasures: "One pound of freshly ground soy milk, half a pound of fried dough sticks, two pounds of pork filling, three fresh meat, big brother, you have a good appetite." But he was muttering in his heart, "Big brother, you are really rich." But he said that Mr. Xue was here for two days in a row, and he always laid a bunch of expensive things, so why didn't he be jealous?

The young man shouted and heard it all over the hall, and the diners all looked at Xue Xiang. Many people

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Seeing Xue Xiang’s table full of delicious food, and then looking at the steamed buns in his hand and the old pickles in the bowl, he couldn’t help but eat them. The narrow-minded man even muttered to the next seat: “Eat so much, you don’t have to worry about choking. I think it’s still steamed buns, pickles are affordable and full.”

Immediately, someone responded: "Okay, don't eat grapes and say that the grapes are sour. I see that your eyes are about to fly into someone's plate. You stare at their meat buns, chew steamed buns yourself, and you are playing with what you mean by the food."

"you…….."

"Okay, you, you, eat it. I have to save some time and remember two words quickly. This is called sharpening the gun in the face of battle. If you don't have time, you won't be able to chat with you."

“……….”

There are so many conversations, Xue Xiang's eyes are clear and naturally heard. He didn't have time to be serious with others. He chewed the table with delicious food, and in a moment, he ate all the food. His nouveau riche made everyone look straight and whispered to each other, asking which character this was. Chengtian County is rare, and it looks like a local bun.

After asking questions, everyone reached a broad consensus and characterized Xue Xiang as the stupid son of a captain in the countryside. However, Xue Xiang was tall and tall and handsome, so how could everyone give him the word "silly"?

Who told me that Mr. Xue was very fast to answer questions? A two-hour exam was completed in half an hour, and then he lay on his desk and slept soundly. Every venue was like this. Those who were dining here were in the same examination room as Xue Xiang. As soon as the news was reported, everyone regarded Xue Xiang as a fool who had nothing to do to join in the fun.

Xue Xiang couldn't control how others felt. He took out his tiger skin wallet, took out 18 cents and two pounds of national passes, and handed it to the cashier. The fat cashier smiled and took the money, tickets, and a pair of goldfish eyes staring at the national pass. The fat eyebrow was about to roll out of his eye sockets. He called the kitchen to give Xue Xiangshang Tea, but in his heart he was thinking about how to exchange these two national passes for local passes so that he could keep it secret.

Xue Xiang finished a cup of tea and looked at the time. After leaving for half an hour, he said hello to the fat cashier, turned around and lifted the curtain, and then crashed into the wind and snow.

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Dingling...

"Classmates wake up, wake up, hand in the paper."

Xue Xiang opened his eyes, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and handed over the test paper that had been folded, smiling, without saying a word.

"Student, you are still laughing. After two hours of answering questions, you have been sleeping for a hundred minutes. You can't answer questions. It's good to write some English letters. Oh, I'm too lazy to talk about you. I heard from the previous invigilators that you slept every time. If you can't write, don't suffer this. It's so cold in the middle of winter..."

The person who collected the paper was a kind aunt. She looked at Xue Xiang with a pity on her face. After saying that, she patted his shoulder and headed to the one behind her. Soon, Xue Xiang heard her sigh again: "Oh, it's really hard to ask me to say this English exam. With more than three months of preparation, I think it's a big deal to recognize the twenty-six English letters that I lost for more than ten years..."

At this moment, Xue Xiang was sighing in his heart, encountering a more speechless test paper than the previous four subjects, and the whole article was "how

old

you”, “what’s

you

name”. The last essay was written in Chinese and asked someone to translate it, and the translation content was all about the knowledge of junior high school. The whole test paper was like this, why didn’t Xue, a top student at Peking University, feel sad?

Whether it is Xue pretending to be thirteen or complaining about the three months of hard study, this college entrance examination that is destined to be recorded in history is finally over.

After leaving the three-story building of No. 1 Middle School in the county, Xue Xiang felt his eyes were blocked, but he saw snowflakes flying like catkins in the sky and ground, and the sea was swept away. He simply did not rush to go out, tightened his military coat, stood against a pillar, lit a cigarette, and looked at the lively crowd in front of him.

PS: I have read the test papers in Jianghan Province in 1977, roughly this is the case. However, only special majors were used to take English, so I won’t go into detail in the article. Speed ​​up the progress, and the collision is coming, and after the collision, I will return to Beijing. Can I give a monthly ticket?

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