Zhengyangmen: Don’t date Su Meng

Time flies, and it is already October.

Although the climate in the old city is still a bit hot, the coolness after autumn has quietly seeped in.

The sky is as blue as the sea, clear and pure, with white clouds dotted in it like cotton.

Such bright weather makes people feel particularly happy.

The sun shines through the mottled leaves and falls on the ground, forming patches of light and shadow. The autumn breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness, blowing on people's faces, making people feel the breath of autumn. On the streets and alleys, people have changed into autumn clothes, which are colorful and add a different scenery to the city.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky orange and red, which was beautiful.

At this moment, the city of Beijing looked like a peaceful painting.

Father Cheng walked into the room quickly, called Cheng Jianjun who was lying on the bed, and whispered, "Jianjun, I got a very reliable tip that the college entrance examination will be resumed soon!"

When Cheng Jianjun heard this, his eyes widened and he was shocked.

"Really?"

"How could that be false?" Cheng's father immediately asked with some concern: "But you only have a junior high school education, I'm worried that you won't be able to pass the exam!"

Cheng Jianjun was quite confident.

"Dad, you don't know, I have nothing to do every day at work, so I can use my working time to prepare for the exam, it will be absolutely no problem."

"Okay, I feel relieved when you say that. Just pay more attention."

After saying this, Mr. Cheng was about to leave, but Cheng Jianjun jumped down and stopped him.

"Dad, didn't you say a few days ago that you could get a quota at the hardware company? Now I'm preparing for the college entrance examination, and this quota is useless. If you give that quota to Chunming, he will be wasting his talent at the food factory."

Father Cheng frowned. He had managed to get this position with great difficulty and was going to give it to Cheng Jianjun. Even if he didn't plan to go now, it could be a safety net. If he didn't pass the exam, the hardware company would still be better than now.

how……

"Forget it, I'll go talk to him myself."

After Cheng Jianjun finished speaking, he took his coat and went out without even putting on his shoes.

"Ah, your utilitarianism is too obvious."

He guessed what his son was thinking, but he could only shake his head and said nothing more.

…………

Cheng Jianjun came to Han's house, but no one was there.

Finally, Han Chunming was found reading a book at Mr. Guan's place.

"Chunming, I have something to talk to you about."

Han Chunming put down the tattered book in his hand without covering it up because there was no need to do so as the cover was worn out.

"Jianjun, what's the matter?"

Cheng Jianjun took a quick glance and didn't take it seriously. Everyone knew that Han Chunming liked to read some strange books, and this habit was cultivated by Grandpa Guan.

Seeing that Mr. Guan was not there, Cheng Jianjun sat down next to him.

"Chunming, my dad got another job at the hardware company. I think you need it more. Look how good my buddy is to you."

Hearing this, Han Chunming felt a little disgusted, but he remained calm.

"Oh, when will I start work? What are the requirements?"

Cheng Jianjun naturally opened the door for him and said that once he got the quota, he could go whenever he wanted and he could just come to him directly for any procedures he needed.

The two chatted for a while, and then Cheng Jianjun got up and left.

Han Chunming sneered and sighed in his heart:

[Cheng Jianjun, only you can do this. You used a quota in a hardware company to hold me back so that you can review secretly.

You really are like that saying, a dog will always be a dog! 】

Han Chunming, who has reviewed the junior high and high school knowledge five times, can't wait for the college entrance examination.

Now, in addition to doing exercises and memorizing books every day, he has also become obsessed with collecting junk.

Uh, this is different from the previous junk collector.

The previous target was antiques, and now the target is books.

Picking up the "Self-study Series of Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry" at hand, he was filled with emotion.

This was something Han Chunming found out of a pile of waste. It was half destroyed at the time, but he used the system to repair it completely, and then to avoid it being exposed, he replaced it with a worn-out page.

This book was written in the 1960s, a turbulent era.

Han Chunming guessed that it was probably considered inconsistent with the spirit of the times, so it was destroyed.

He couldn't find it in the bookstore anyway.

The content inside told him that this was a rare and good book. If other people picked it up, the probability of passing the college entrance examination would increase a lot.

These days he has been devoted to reading books, reading voraciously.

At the time agreed with Li Chengtao, he rode his bike to the rented courtyard house. Cai Xiaoli and Li Chengtao had already arrived. Li Chengtao told Cai Xiaoli about this secret base after they reviewed, and it became a place for the three of them to communicate and study.

Han Chunming did not explain much about the many pieces of junk in the yard, and Li Chengtao just said that it was his hobby.

"I found a good book. You can take a look at it. If you think it is useful, you can copy it and take it back to read."

Cai Xiaoli immediately reached out to take it, and Li Chengtao also leaned forward.

They started reviewing with Han Chunming. Their progress was not as good as his, but they were all very dedicated. With the help of a mentor and friend like Han Chunming, their knowledge reserves were much better than eight months ago. Naturally, they also saw the help of this book.

Li Chengtao immediately prepared to start speculating on the book.

Cai Xiaoli had a quick mind and thought of a simpler method.

"Chunming, let's go to the mimeograph shop and ask them to print some for us, and then..."

Han Chunming understood what Cai Xiaoli meant.

Isn’t it just printing more and then selling them to others to make a profit from the difference?

After pondering for a moment, Han Chunming shook his head.

“Xiao Li, there’s something wrong with this matter.

First of all, this is an act of speculation. I won't say anything or do anything, but neither you nor I have any relationship with the printing shop. If people know that you are taking the books out to sell, what if they report us?

Secondly, to put it bluntly, since I was able to find this book, it means it is not rare and other people can find it too.

Bookstores naturally think of printing.

Then there is no profit in doing this, on the contrary we have to worry, I think it is not worth it.

And, what is most important to us now?

Taozi, you say."

“Take the college entrance exam!”

Li Chengtao didn't stutter this time and landed with a sound.

"Yes, Taozi hit the nail on the head. Right now, the most important thing for us is to get into college. We can put other things aside, but this matter cannot be delayed.

There are only two months left, you don’t want to regret it.”

"Ah."

"clear."

The two nodded solemnly, and Han Chunming pointed at the book: "Copy it, and be careful when you copy it."

Copying books is no less important than a review, and may even be more important.

After leaving the book to them, Han Chunming sat for a while and then returned to his home to start today's composition practice.

One article a day, unshakable.

The leaves rustled, but his heart was empty.