Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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"The number one scholar, this is the number one scholar. Oh, you haven't seen the number one scholar, have you? I'll bring it here one day, so that you can get a bit more refined." Yang Shan stood with one hand on his hip and a newspaper in the other, standing in the South Lake. In front of the cafeterias of the institute, I greet people when I see them, and I also distribute a newspaper to people I know well from time to time.

The orderly of the cadre rest station stood behind him, delivering different kinds of newspapers from time to time according to Yang Shan's request.

These newspapers, without exception, are promoting the 1983 national champion: student Yang Rui.

However, some newspapers mainly publicize the highest score in history of 670 points, some newspapers mainly publicize Yang Rui's struggle history from a township middle school, and some newspapers mainly publicize Yang Rui's learning methods...

When Yang Shan sees educated retired cadres, such as old political commissars and old officers, he publishes newspapers promoting high scores, and when he sees retired cadres with big bosses, such as old regiment leaders and battalion commanders, he publishes newspapers promoting Yang Rui's ability. newspaper.

Of course, no matter which newspaper is published, at the end, Comrade Yang Shan will say: "This is the seed of my old Yang family, do you see it?"

The old men who usually loved Yang Shan's ambition lost their temper today. They took the newspaper, took a look at it, and even lost the energy to talk.

The veteran cadres living in the Nanshan Cadre Rest Center have similar levels and conditions. At their age, the only ones who can be compared are their nephews at home.

Yang Shan's son, Yang Feng, has been the secretary of the township party committee for a long time. Among the children of veteran cadres, he is considered to be at the middle level, neither good nor bad. Yang Shan has never gained envy for this.

In fact, even if Yang Feng became the secretary of the county party committee, the veteran cadres in the cadre rest center would not envy him.

But the number one scholar in the college entrance examination, but everyone can't help being envious.

And it is also the top scorer in the national college entrance examination.

That is equivalent to being the first among peers.

Nowadays, there is one channel for all young people to rise up. After studying and working, they will be promoted. After 30 years, those who are not good at studying can play sports, engage in art and do business. No worse than anyone else.

But in 1983, there was almost no way to go if you didn't read well, but if you read well, it was almost unimpeded.

The rougher the veteran cadres, the more important their diplomas are.

Yang Shan was even more triumphant, turning his muscular body around, looking for people to talk to: "I think back then, you could be a cadre after graduating from high school. My grandson is now a college student, and he is still the number one college student. Hehe, boss Zhang, how about my seed?"

"I'll let you be proud for a few days first." The old Zhangtou who played chess with him couldn't see Yang Shan's complacency, and said with a pursed mouth: "The first in the school exam may not be able to work."

"The last of the school exams may not be able to work.

Yang Shan laughed and said, "Lao Zhang, isn't your grandson the same age as Yang Rui?" He's working now, okay? ah? "

Old Zhang said angrily: "The job is very good, and you can be promoted to a sub-major in a year at most. When your grandson graduates, if you are assigned to my grandson, remember to mention my name."

Old Zhangtou's grandson didn't even go to high school, and he entered the work unit through his father's shadow. Now he has five or six years of service. Calculating the time, it's almost time for a promotion.

As long as the unit is good, this arrangement is also good. Many people in the 1980s relied on correspondence to obtain diplomas step by step. Correspondence colleges, adult undergraduates, and cadres with party school masters can save a lot of trouble with a little refreshment.

Of course, adult education is at best to make people not suffer, and it is impossible to take advantage of it.

Although Yang Shan has retired, he is clear about the tricks in the system. He smiled slightly and said, "Undergraduates now can be evaluated for a sub-subject in one year. The school my grandson goes to is normal for a sub-subject. Do you think it is normal? .”

Old Zhang's complexion changed, and he sighed for a moment, and said, "The one in our family was beaten to death back then and he didn't go to school. It's useless to say, hey, we won't know the good or the bad until he suffers."

Comrade Yang Shan was strong-willed and was not influenced by Lao Zhang. He continued to attack and said: "If he continues to study, he will not be able to go to university. Why don't you go to work early?"

Lao Zhang raised his hand angrily, and cursed: "Yang Shan, you are a stick!"

Yang Shan smiled happily and said, "What's wrong with the stick? My grandson is the number one scholar!"

"Okay, okay, your grandson is amazing." Lao Zhang paused after speaking, and then said: "Why didn't you see it two years ago?"

"Boys are naughty. It's not that they are sensible. If they are sensible, they will learn hard." Where does Yang Shan have any education experience? He talked nonsense, but attracted many veteran cadres to watch.

Early the next morning, Yang Feng sent someone to take the old man back to Xizhaizi Township.

Yang Rui, dressed in red, took a borrowed jeep, picked up his grandfather at the village border, and went straight back to his hometown.

Yang Shan was in a good mood, looked at Yang Rui and smiled, and asked kindly, "Did your father set up wine? How many tables did you set up, and who did you invite?"

"Uncles and brothers have been invited here, and people from various units, as well as his old comrades-in-arms, old friends, and the list on your side...the people from grandpa's side were invited by them, and they said it will be in two days Let’s do it again in Pingjiang..." Yang Rui said uncomfortably, "You might as well tell him, it's too ostentatious."

"Why not?" This time, Yang Shan didn't take up the old revolutionary's self-demand like Yang Rui imagined.

Surprised, Yang Rui piled up reasons and said, "It's either extravagant or wasteful to hold a banquet, or I got a first place in the exam, and the ranking hasn't been announced yet..."

"If you don't treat the guests after the number one exam, people will say you are stingy. Didn't you make money? Just take it out and become the number one scholar. What's the use of asking for money? From now on, the country will take responsibility for you. Just work hard. You don’t need to wait for the ranking to be announced, I asked someone, and your score is fine, just wait for the school to raise the file.” Yang Shan faced the wind, holding the door of the jeep, and said: “Your grandfather has to do it. Alcohol is also a big deal, so prepare yourself, don't get too drunk these two days, and when you arrive in Pingjiang, make a good show for your grandpa, it's not easy for our two families to be the champion..."

"Why are you still drunk?"

"It's okay if you don't get drunk? There are so many jealous people, you have to let them vent, this is the champion!" Yang Shan said, paused again, and said: "Don't cock your tail, the current champion is not the same as the previous champion. It's the same thing, when you arrive at school, you still have to study hard, understand?"

Yang Rui was completely confused by Grandpa's chaotic words, but he just felt that Comrade Yang Shan was very happy.

Just be happy, Yang Rui giggled twice.

For this national champion, he also has vanity.

Although experience and knowledge from posterity are indispensable, these are also his experience and knowledge.

He has studied in high school for three years and worked as a tutor for seven years. Adding this year, it is equivalent to reviewing high school for eleven years. However, it would be naive to think that if you study eleven years more than others, you can get the number one prize.

This is a game played by 7 million people every year!

When the college entrance examination was resumed in 1977, there were students from the third class who had reviewed for more than ten years, especially those students from the third class who participated in teaching and educational tasks. The results of the college entrance examination are good, but there can only be one person to win the top prize.

From 1977 to 1983, there were still many students who repeated their studies and took the college entrance examination, but still failed.

If the timeline is pushed a little longer, there are many Chinese students who have studied for seven years, eight years, and eleven years. The so-called old Red Army in the 1980s refers to students who have to repeat for many years before being admitted to university. University is still far away from the champion.

In fact, Yang Rui doesn't care how many years he has read, what he cares about is whether his experience and knowledge can still play a role.

In the field of scientific research that he is more yearning for, there is no age limit.

The story of the middle-aged and old people who are leading in a certain field accidentally losing to the young people is repeated constantly, which is almost the tragedy that scientific researchers fear most.

Richer experience, higher knowledge, and younger body gave Yang Rui strong confidence.

From the perspective of someone who has experienced it, it seems that the most important thing that the college entrance examination brings to students is confidence.

In a fair examination room, defeat 7 million people; in a fair examination room, stand out from 7 million people; in a fair examination room, fight for yourself and succeed.

This confidence will accompany the candidate's voice.

Perhaps, the successful students in the student days cannot become the worldly successful ones, and even become the old scholars who are full of sourness and bitterness in their hearts, but the sourness in their bones can only be brewed if there is something in their stomachs.

The jeep approached Xizhaizi Township, and on the hillside in the distance, colorful flags were fluttering, including beautiful five-star red flags and flags of militia units.

The welcome is supposed to be the sound of a row of cannons, and all kinds of shouts and shouts can be heard from time to time.

The cannons are fired in sequence, which is the same as the salute, but the sound is different.

Hearing the sound of the cannon, Yang Shan stood up, as if reviewing the leaders of the troops, and judged loudly while listening: "Shan Cannon, good stuff, 75 caliber."

"Mortar, it's a bit of a make-up."

"This is also a mountain cannon, like the Type 54. I have heard artillerymen practice it before. It is 122mm, and the general infantry divisions don't have it. Now it is retired..."

"Why can't you hear this?" Yang Shan was suddenly puzzled.

At this time, the jeep also approached the hill where the gunfire was fired.

All the cannons and small cannons were leveled and fired at a cliff at this time. The most conspicuous one in the middle, with curling green smoke, looked like it had just shown off its power, but it was as if it was fake. Replaced bronze cannon.

"No wonder I can't recognize him." Yang Shan rubbed his head and smiled cheerfully.

On the hillside, the shouts of various militia organizations began to converge from chaos.

"Yang Rui... the number one scholar!"

"Yang Rui! Number One Scholar!"

"No. 1 scholar! Yang Rui!"

"No. 1 scholar! Yang Rui!"

Hundreds of people, uniform voice, shocking and moving.

In the middle of the orderly shouts, there is also a high-pitched voice from an unknown woman: "The number one scholar in the country is from our town—"

"The number one scholar in the country belongs to our county!"

Yang Rui looked at the blue sky and the thick yellow earth with wet eyes: "So many people come to drink, it's hard to make ends meet."

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