Reborn in 1977, I will no longer be my brother's blood bag.

"Comrade Lin Xiuhe! Is Comrade Lin Xiuhe here?"

The voices of the education bureau staff rang out again and again.

Everyone in the square was looking in the same direction.

The position where the supply and marketing cooperative members stood immediately became the focus of the entire room.

Just now, everyone was discussing Lin Weidong and how he ranked second in the county.

In the blink of an eye, everyone's attention was drawn to the name at the very top of the list.

First place: Lin Xiuhe. 379 points. First in the entire county.

In the first year after the resumption of the college entrance examination, such results were enough to make the whole county remember them.

Zhao Xiaomei wiped away her tears and pushed Lin Xiuhe hard: "They're calling you, go quickly."

Li Hongmei laughed as well: "What are you still standing there for? The Education Bureau is looking for you."

People around automatically made way for them.

Just a moment ago it was packed with people, but now it's like the tide is parting.

Countless eyes followed her movements.

Lin Xiuhe walked forward.

One step, two steps, and finally stopped in front of the notice board.

When the admissions director saw her, his expression softened noticeably: "You must be Lin Xiuhe?"

"Yes."

"Red Flag Commune?"

"Yes."

The director nodded, then took the results register from the staff member and checked it again: "That's right, first in the whole county."

As soon as those four words were spoken, applause erupted again, even more enthusiastically than before.

Because making a list is one thing, official confirmation is another.

The admissions director extended his hand and said, "Congratulations."

"Thanks."

They gently clasped hands.

This scene was witnessed by many people, and some couldn't help but exclaim, "The director of the Education Bureau personally offered his congratulations; this is quite a different kind of treatment!"

"Nonsense, first in the whole county, how can they be the same?"

On the other side of the square, Wang Xiulan was completely speechless.

She was just congratulating everyone in the crowd, but now no one is around her anymore.

All those people went to the other side, and even those who had just praised Lin Weidong started talking about Lin Xiuhe.

"Thirty-six points, a full thirty-six points higher! This isn't luck; it's a solid first place."

"I'm afraid I'll be able to get into Tsinghua or Peking University in the future."

As Wang Xiulan listened to these words, her face grew increasingly pale, yet she couldn't utter a single word in response.

Because no matter how unwilling she is to admit it, the list won't change.

Meanwhile, the admissions director had already begun instructing staff: "Register the top student separately. Also, notify the county broadcasting station."

A young officer standing nearby was taken aback: "Notify us today?"

The director nodded: "Today's achievement is worth publicizing."

When these words reached the ears of those around them, everyone became excited.

The radio station—it was the county radio station; the whole county could hear it.

Zhao Xiaomei was so excited she almost jumped up: "Announcement! Sister Xiuhe is going to be on the radio!"

Li Hongmei couldn't help but laugh: "Our supply and marketing cooperative will have more face now."

Captain Wang, standing at the back of the crowd, immediately turned around upon hearing the words "broadcast": "Old Zhang! Get back to the commune quickly! Notify the broadcasting room!"

The production team cadre next to him was taken aback: "What notification?"

"Tell them to prepare to broadcast! Our commune has produced the best in the entire county!"

After he finished speaking, Captain Wang laughed, his face crinkling into a wide grin.

At 3 PM, news travels faster than people.

Before the Education Bureau's meeting had even ended, the Red Flag Commune already knew.

At the village entrance, under the trees, in the production team, and at the supply and marketing cooperative, the same phrase was being heard everywhere: "Lin Xiuhe is number one in the whole county! The number one in the first year after the resumption of the college entrance examination!"

The red betting paper at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative was now surrounded by a huge crowd.

Someone took a piece of chalk, drew a big circle after Lin Xiuhe's name, and wrote next to it: First.

As soon as he finished writing, laughter erupted around him.

"I should have bet more."

"Didn't you bet on sunflower seeds?"

"Sunflower seeds are also a bet."

"Then I bet one candy."

"Hahaha."

The lively sounds carried far and wide.

However, the Lin family courtyard was unusually quiet.

Under the old locust tree, Lin Jianguo sat there smoking. He had almost finished a pipe of cigarettes, and there was a pile of cigarette ash at his feet.

Suddenly someone shouted from outside the courtyard gate, "Jianguo! Come out! Your family has produced a top scholar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard fell silent again.

Lin Jianguo raised his head, looked at the courtyard gate, and finally tapped his pipe on the stone without saying a word.

Because even he himself didn't know what expression to wear when facing this situation.

In the evening, the county broadcasting station officially began its broadcast. The sound from the loudspeakers traveled through the lines to each commune.

"The following is a report on the 1977 college entrance examination results of our county. Lin Xiuhe, a candidate from our county, ranked first in the county with a score of 379, achieving the best result since the resumption of the college entrance examination. He is hereby commended."

The sound was transmitted through the loudspeaker.

In the Red Flag Commune's broadcasting room, Captain Wang stood there listening to the whole thing, then slammed his hand on the table: "Play it! Play it again!"

The announcer was startled: "Still playing it?"

"Speak it! Let everyone hear it!"

That evening, everyone in the entire Hongqi Commune heard the broadcast a second time: "Lin Xiuhe, a candidate from this county, ranked first in the county with a score of 379."

Night slowly fell.

The lights came on in the supply and marketing cooperative's courtyard. Zhao Xiaomei had lost count of how many times she had taken out her report card to look at it. Li Hongmei was still talking to others about what had happened that day. The courtyard was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year.

Inside the warehouse, Lin Xiuhe sat at a table with the report card on it.

379. Number one in the county.

She looked at it for a long time, then gently put the report card into the drawer.

What I couldn't obtain in my past life, I finally obtained in this life.

But she knew this was not the end, but just a new beginning.

The moment the drawer closed, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the yard.

Immediately afterward, someone ran into the supply and marketing cooperative: "Xiuhe! The county called! It's from Beijing!"