My Return to Life

After three o'clock in the afternoon, the bustle of the old Fang's house gradually faded away.

Fang Zhengguo and Lin Feng saw off the last guest.

The rented wine table, boiler, stove, etc. were also quickly taken away by the chef.

Neighbors Three and Four are helping to finish the work.

Fang Nian finally didn't have to be dragged by Lin Feng to show off, so he rode to Tangli.

Hearing the marimba ringing in his pocket on the way, Fang Nian pulled over and took out his cell phone to connect.

Li Annan quickly asked, "Are you coming to the school today to get the admission letter?"

Fang Nian said: "I'm on my way, the house is too hot today, I just found some free time."

Li Annan said, "Then I'll wait for you."

A few minutes later, Fang Nian met Li Annan at the gate of Tangli No. 8 High School.

Li Annan, who was sitting on the motorcycle, greeted him: "It's so fast."

"I'll get the notice first." Fang Nian tiptoed the ground, and the motorcycle chugs into the campus.

A few minutes later, the motorcycle chugs out again, and finally stops with a 'squeak'.

Fang Nian turned to the leisurely Li Annan, "You came so late, which school's admission letter did you get?"

Lin Nan smiled and said triumphantly, "Donghua's."

"I didn't know until I received the admission notice that I just passed the line, and if I missed the exam a few points, I would miss it."

"Show me what Fudan University's admission letter package looks like."

Fang Nian got off the motorcycle and took out the admission notice from the cushion box: "That's it."

Li Annan looked at it over and over again, and was amazed: "A famous school is a famous school, even the mail package of the admission notice is different."

Fang Nian smiled: "Why are you saying the same thing as the teacher?"

When receiving the admission notice just now, several teachers in the office said the same thing.

What should be said or not is the level of Tangli No. 8 Middle School, let alone a famous school like Fudan, even a 211 university admission letter like Donghua University is rare.

The class that graduated in 2009 can be regarded as an eye-opener for many teachers.

Because there are a lot of students with high scores.

Li Annan returned the admission notice to Fang Nian, and said, "Go to the milk tea shop next to Mengmeng, I invite you."

It's the fast food restaurant that also sells pearl milk tea.

Fang Nian thought for a while, and said: "I can only sit for a while, and I have to pack up the things in the rented house and take them home."

Li Annan was surprised: "You haven't taken your things yet? Does the landlord care?"

"Just pay the rent." Fang Nian said casually.

Li Annan said, "It's okay."

So the two drove away from the No. 8 Middle School campus.

The matter of packing up the things of the three years of high school and going home went from June to almost August, so it is not good to procrastinate any longer.

Before going out, Lin Fengdu specifically mentioned something.

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In the milk tea shop also called Bifengtang, Fang Nian refused to drink milk tea, only a bottle of mineral water.

Listening to Li Annan said with emotion: "A few days ago I was eating a big meal at the Beijing Hotel,

Now it's time to get ready for college. "

"The registration time of Donghua University is actually earlier than September 1st."

"..."

After saying a few words, Li Annan changed the subject and said seriously: "You won't believe me when you say it. After seeing the promotional photos at school today, I almost cried."

"My mother said that knowing you is a blessing I have cultivated in several lifetimes. This is really true."

"If I didn't know you, I wouldn't know how many years later I would have the opportunity to eat the legendary braised yellow wings and jelly in clear soup in a Beijing restaurant."

"If it weren't for..."

"Anyway, thanks, old Fang."

Fang Nian waved his hand: "What are you talking about?"

"..."

After chatting for a while, Li Annan raised his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "When the time comes, I will go to Shencheng, will you...ah, take me to see the new world or something."

"You know, I have longed for many mornings and nights."

Sure enough, this is Li Annan.

Seeing this, Fang Nian said in a bad mood: "After you get used to college life, don't relax when you get into college. You should be ruthless and you have to be ruthless."

Then he said solemnly: "You are young, and your mind is full of thoughts about Naozi."

"Don't say I know you when you go out in the future."

Li Annan smiled, and there was a spectrum in his heart.

But Fang Nian muttered in his heart: "Don't cry when you go to college!"

As early as when Li Annan set his goal as Donghua University, Fang Nian knew about this strange 211 school;

The headquarters is an old campus, not very big, and it is still in the center of Shencheng City, about ten kilometers away from the Bund.

But the main campus is in Songjiang, only 30 kilometers away from the city center.

And the main undergraduate majors are in the Songjiang campus.

Li Annan's major happened to be one of them.

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After sitting for a long time, the two separated, and Fang Nian went to the staff quarters.

The living room of 502 was still the same, the luggage had already been packed, and Fang Nian called the familiar van driver.

After sweeping the dust a little, Fang Nian took out another key and went to 501 to have a look.

Guan Qiuhe originally said that she would go back to Tangli to rest, but after Fang Nian proposed to set up a disaster recovery center in Shanghai, she immediately started preparations actively...

The coffee table in 501 is covered with dust.

Fang Nian took a few glances, turned off the water and electricity, and emptied the refrigerator;

Then I found the cloth cover and covered the coffee table, sofa, TV and other furniture.

"I don't know when Sister He will come back again."

Guan Qiuhe's personal belongings were almost taken away before.

What's left is just a few bottles of wine on the wine cabinet, and it doesn't matter if this thing is left alone.

After packing up the 501, the driver just drove over in a van.

The two loaded the things into the car, Fang Nian paid the shipping fee, and said, "I have to trouble the master to deliver it to my door, just tell my dad."

I have chartered a car several times, so I am a regular customer. Of course, the driver will not refuse this small request.

Watching the van leave, Fang Nian turned and went upstairs. There were not many things in 502, and now every room is empty.

Sitting on the ergonomic chair in the study, Fang Nian breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Youth is still over like this after all."

"..."

After a long time, Fang Nian spoke again, his tone was serious but full of regret.

"Even if I take my family on a trip, even if I meet Lu Weiyu, I still don't know how to 'live a good life'."

"Fang Nian, 17, I'm sorry."

Countless nights of hard work at the desk come to mind.

At first it was codewords, and later it was review.

Fang Nian really put in a lot of sweat to get the first place in Xiangchu roll noodles.

Compared with the campus of Tangli No. 8 Middle School, Fang Nian spent more of his senior year in this two-bedroom and one-living room.

Whenever you think back to your senior year in high school, Unit 502, Unit 3, Staff Community will occupy an important place.

There were many decisions that Fang Nian made while sitting on the chair below him.

This is barely enough to save tens of millions of net worth.

"I don't know what year and month it will be when I come back."

Fang Nian took out the cloth cover, covered the bed, tables and chairs, and the single sofa in the living room, clapped his hands, and sighed.

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After riding a motorcycle, he left the employee's community and turned a short distance up the street. Fang Nian saw Lin Yucong walking towards him.

She came from the front corner of the street.

It seems to have been waiting there before.

There is a long-lost taste in the walking posture.

It is the appearance of the three characters "Lin Yucong" becoming a "symbol" in No. 8 Middle School.

Just like Fang Nian met Lin Yucong for the first time in his life.

Like, the smile on Lin Yucong's face now.

Just like when we first met last year.

Afterwards, Fang Nian squeezed the brakes and stopped on the side of the street with a 'squeak'.

Lin Yucong put his hands in the pockets of his cropped jeans, raised his head slightly, and looked over with unscrupulous eyes: "You are Fang Nian?"

"That's right, it's a bit handsome, old lady, Lin Yucong, I like you, what should I say?"

Fang Nian got off the motorcycle, his eyes were mature and aggressive, scratching Lin Yu's skin that was exposed in the air.

"It's interesting, the little girl is quite courageous."

Hearing this, Lin Yucong laughed out loud.

Fang Nian, who had been holding back quite hard, also burst out laughing.

He smiled and asked: "How is it, student Xiaolin, he was admitted to Fudan University as he wished, don't you want to say something?"

"I've checked. This year, Fudan's liberal arts admission threshold in Xiangchu has been lowered a lot. The average score is 607, the lowest score is 600, and the highest score is only 624. When I saw the 100% admission threshold of 620, I was almost scared..."

While talking, Fang Nian stopped.

There was no surprise smile as expected, and the original smile on Lin Yucong's face turned bitter with the naked eye.

The air suddenly became quiet.

After a long time, Lin Yucong took a deep breath: "What I got was not an admission letter from Fudan University, but a law major from East China University of Political Science and Law."

"Tongji and Shangcai next to Fudan did not admit me, because these two schools have no liberal arts enrollment plan in Xiangchu this year."

After a short pause, Lin Yucong suddenly laughed twice: "It is said that the highest score of liberal arts admitted by East China University of Political Science and Law in Xiangchu this time is 617 points."

Fang Nian opened his mouth, but couldn't find a word to continue.

He really wanted to ask Lin Yucong why he chose to major in the Department of Political Science and Law.

Even if you have to go to Shanghai, why not choose other colleges and universities.

But in the end he couldn't say a word.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yucong said again: "Actually, I have filled out the volunteers of many colleges and universities in Shanghai, such as other 985 or 211 schools in Shanghai..."

"There is no admissions plan for liberal arts, and East China Normal University only has advance approval for liberal arts. The 211 schools such as foreign languages, science and engineering, and military medicine either have no admissions plan for liberal arts, or there is no major that I will study."

"..."

Hearing Lin Yucong's calm words, Fang Nian sighed deeply: "I really want to scold you."

Then seriously: "I'm sorry."

If Lin Yucong had called Fang Nian when he was filling out his application form, the result might have been different, so he wanted to scold Lin Yucong, but in the end he could only say sorry.

Lin Yucong raised his head slightly, and said fearlessly, "As you said, youth will never come back, so I don't want to restrain myself, I just want to be unrestrained."

"Although the current result is like this, even though I know that the main campus of East China University of Political Science and Law is in Songjiang, 30 kilometers from the city center and 60 kilometers from Fudan University by car."

"East China University of Political Science and Law's law major is very good. You can't judge a major based on the quality of the school, can you?"

Fang Nian swallowed the words that were full of his stomach, and said in a very serious tone: "The words I wrote to you, I will give it to you again, live a good life."

Hearing this, Lin Yucong said with a bright smile, "Thank you, Fang Nian."

After watching Fang Nian leave, Lin Yucong edited a new text message draft on his phone.

July 23, 2009, afternoon.

The way you're so angry and regretful that you can't speak is so cute.

This time, we are really close.

I still like you very much.

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On the way home from Tangli by bicycle.

Fang Nian suddenly laughed, the laughter was crazy and full of mockery.

How can there be any fairness in this world!

Fang Nian laughed at himself and said, "Just a few words will casually obliterate many people's 12 years of hard work. There is no enrollment plan. Look, what a beautiful word."

On the way, Fang Nian stopped his motorcycle, squatted on the curb and checked the relevant information on his mobile phone.

After a long time, Fang Nian put away his phone and started on the road again.

Because there is no enrollment plan, even if Lin Yucong's score is up to the mark, he will not be able to enter some schools.

But Fang Nian was made an exception because of his high score.

Fudan's admissions plan clearly states the number of candidates for each major that is planned to be admitted in Xiangchu.

In the professional title, there is no "philosophy class" in the science and engineering admissions plan.

Yes, Fudan Philosophy Department does not recruit science students from Xiangchu this year.

But the admission notice clearly stated, Congratulations to Fang Nian for being admitted to the Department of Philosophy!

No one would have thought that Lin Yucong was finally admitted to a non-211 institution.

Even though Fudan University's minimum score in liberal arts for admission in Xiangchu was 600, even if Lin Yucong got 617 in the test, but for some reason, Fudan didn't send her an admission letter.

The most damning thing is that Fang Nian also found out that as long as famous schools including Peking University and Tsinghua University have a liberal arts enrollment plan in Hunan and Chu, Lin Yucong can basically get the college entrance examination score.

Peking University's average admission score is 622, with a minimum score of 611, and Tsinghua's average admission score is 620, with a minimum of 599.

If Lin Yucong filled out the volunteers of these colleges, there is a great hope that he will be admitted.

Yes, as long as Lin Yucong doesn't hang herself from this tree in Shencheng because of Fang Nian, her college entrance examination scores will be the same anywhere in the world.

"This world is really interesting..."

The howling wind blew away the words.

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