After an anatomy class, the two boys taken away by Yang linglie didn't come back. Zhao Zhen asked twelve girls and three boys to clean the anatomy room and looked at Zheng Jianguo, who was washing the anatomy table with a water pipe: "Jianguo, you often see at home?"
"Before the college entrance examination, I saw someone get a from the well with a hook. The girl quarreled with her family and jumped out of her mind."
Zheng Jianguo didn't hide his calm performance. Before he started with a knife, he said Zheng Fugui was a barefoot doctor. Now Zhao Zhen asked, I'm afraid it was caused by his extremely abnormal performance. In this case, he had to say half true and half false: "he jumped into a dry well head down. My father said he didn't suffer any crime when he left like that."
"That should be a death on the spot."
Zhao Zhen nodded and said, but she didn't know what she thought and said, "that body -"
"Before they get married, they just find a place to bury them."
Zheng Jianguo didn't expect that the director's emphasis was on this aspect. Then he remembered that the teachers he heard earlier were generally prisoners not wanted by their families after being shot. He felt that this matter could not be changed for a while and a half: "this, people's concept is still very traditional."
"You are much better now."
Inexplicably said a word. Zhao Zhen looked at that and said, "that's all for today's anatomy class. Let's go back."
"Miss Zhao, do those two students really want to transfer?"
Wash the broom and put it back in the corner. Zhang Yun, pale, came to Zhao Zhen. Zheng Jianguo sighed and left from them. A voice soon caught up with him: "you girls are good. I'm not worried about their transfer now. I just hope they don't get scared out of trouble. My family will come back again -"
Walking out of the anatomy room, Zheng Jianguo stood in the slanting sun and felt the warmth scattered on his body. The cold of the late spring had disappeared a few days ago. If it weren't for the faint smell of formalin behind him, it could be described as fragrance. Of course, this was just his feeling. Li Dongliang's face beside him was white and frightening. It was Zhang He, who was 23 and had a child, That face also seemed to be smeared with a layer of powder. Qin Gang, who had been silent, looked as usual: "Yan Mingming and Yu Lei don't know what's going on."
Until now, Zheng Jianguo remembered the names of the two students, and then precipitated in his memory with the remarks of transferring to another major. There were only 15 people left in class 2 of basic medicine in the Department of medicine of grade 1977, which increased the original 2:1 ratio of Yin to yang to 4:1, so that as one of the few three boys, Zheng Jianguo, who was more and more busy, became an alien among the alien.
Not busy, as the two students who can't adapt to the general teacher turn away, Zheng Jianguo's postgraduate exam is coming.
On the morning of May 5, 1978, Zheng Jianguo got up early in the morning and found that the canteen had not finished the meal. He went back to his dormitory and found that there was not even a pancake residue. Then he remembered the days when he could not go out in the past two months, which led to the direct return of his surplus grain to zero. However, he had to be patient to buy steamed stuffed buns in the canteen, so he ignored the hot feeling from the oil paper bag, He walked out of the gate step by step, arrived at the platform, ate steamed stuffed buns and crowded into the bus to Qisheng University.
The postgraduate examination in 1977 was held on May 5, 1978. On that day, the initial postgraduate examination in 1978 was held at the same time. In order to save time, the state merged the two-year postgraduate recruitment examination, which is collectively referred to as 1977 level, namely 1978 level postgraduate examination.
As a major province of education, it is understandable that the examination center of Qi province is located in the university with the provincial name. Zheng Jianguo had seen the dark name on the application form long ago. Just after he entered the examination center with the idea of crowding people, he found that 17 or 8 people in 70 or 80 square meters were looking at themselves with different faces. The middle-aged man nearest the door held the glasses on the bridge of his nose, He said curiously, "this classmate, did you go to the wrong classroom? Here is the test site -- "
"Well, comrade, I'm here to take the exam."
Zheng Jianguo took out his admission ticket from his pocket, and saw the middle-aged man's face surprised: "how old are you?"
"I am the smallest candidate, Zheng Jianguo of Qi provincial medical college."
Looking at the 20 tables in the classroom, Zheng Jianguo said and walked to the back of the classroom. He found that most of the other candidates were men's vicissitudes, women's maturity, and a candidate with white temples. If he hadn't known that the upper age limit of the enrollment qualification was 40, he might have thought that 50 or 60 came to the exam.
Zheng Jianguo Shi Shi ran found a seat in the classroom and put his admission ticket in the upper left corner of the table, which surprised more than a dozen candidates in front. However, as the examination time approached, the teachers holding the file bag entered the examination room and were shocked by him. He opened the file bag and began to hand out the test papers. The three invigilators walked around him, One of the female teachers also picked up the admission ticket in the upper left corner of the table and looked at the photos, as if to confirm whether someone came to take the test.
Facts proved that the invigilator teachers' eyes didn't spend. When Zheng Jianguo got the test paper, he raised his arms and waved to the teacher in front. The three teachers who were concentrating on watching the examination room stood up together. Soon, the former female teacher came in front of him with a pair of round apricot eyes full of concern: "this classmate, are you uncomfortable?"
"I want two more pieces of paper."
Zheng Jianguo felt the urgency of time. After that, he pointed to the test paper in front of him and said, "I'm going to make a draft first and then transcribe the answer again, OK?"
"No problem."
The female teacher obviously didn't know Zheng Jianguo's real intention. If he asked for test papers, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many. These test papers were mimeographed and sent to the test center after the questions were issued by various units across the country. Only two more copies of test papers will be given to each test center. In case of other accidents, I'm afraid it's not enough, and the draft paper will not be in this range, And she vaguely guessed Zheng Jianguo's plan: "you wait."
When the college entrance examination papers will not be given more, the papers for the first resumption of the postgraduate enrollment examination should also be taken back. However, if the candidates are willing to leave the draft paper, no one thinks it is necessary to take it back at this time. When the examination is over and they will not take the examination again, the role of the draft paper will be almost gone, So when Zheng Jianguo left the examination room after taking the four course exams for a day in a row, he also took away the test papers and answers transcribed from his four exams.
Zheng Jianguo is not a cautious person. This can be seen from his attitude towards counselors and asking Kou Qingkai for watches. However, the world situation he experienced in his memory prompted him to go all out to be meticulous to harsh in the face of some important occasions. This was the case when he restored the college entrance examination, which was enough to change his fate years ago. Now, when facing the postgraduate examination, which is enough to change his fate again, Still.
"Little champion, how was your exam?"
After a day's examination, Zheng Jianguo's name has spread among a limited number of candidates, so he opened his mouth after leaving the examination room. Zheng Jianguo was embarrassed to pretend that he couldn't see or hear, but just smiled bitterly: "I can only say that he answered it all, not very bad."
"Well, that's good. I wish you a golden title."
The middle-aged man smiled and congratulated. Then he remembered that he was now a college student and immediately changed his mouth: "step by step."
"Thank you. I wish you a kind word. Bye."
Zheng Jianguo saw sardine coming out more and more. Then, he waved goodbye and got on the bus. At half past five this afternoon, the rush hour was like rush. The crowded bus was like sardines. There were people watching him squeeze in the car and squeeze it. The conductor was forced to go out by the tremendous effort: "next car, to squeeze the car down, then the door will be closed."
Took out two five cents to pay the fare. Zheng Jianguo suddenly felt that someone was touching his pocket. He couldn't help but turn around and look at it. He shouted in a surprised voice: "brother, your hand is in the wrong pocket. This is my pocket."
"Hehe -"
I don't know who in the carriage made a muffled smile. With his voice, Zheng Jianguo, who was originally crowded into pimples, suddenly revealed space around him, giving way to half a young man with sharp nosed monkey cheeks and eyes. Obviously, this man had never encountered such a situation. Facing Zheng Jianguo, who was on alert, and facing all kinds of strange eyes around him, he opened his mouth dry, He opened his mouth with a smile: "yes, I inserted the wrong pocket. Sorry, sorry."
"Well, it's okay."
Zheng Jianguo knew what was going on in his heart. He must have shouted with his voice, and most of the passengers in the car also knew what was going on. He wanted to punish the evil, promote the good, and turn this man - and maybe others - to the police station. However, the consequence was that he didn't steal the money, that is, there was no evidence. Even if he took it on the spot, it would be the end of criticizing and educating for a few days, And if this man brought a knife or something to him, then with the current medical means, it is very likely that universities and graduate students have nothing to do with him.
"Fear of death -"
"There are such people."
"Look young, isn't it small?"
"Do this -"
Looking at the other party's softness, as the bus stopped and got off the bus, Zheng Jianguo heard a few small words floating up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help smiling. This is the state where he doesn't have back pain when standing and talking. Anyone can say sarcastic words.
But in case he gets a knife and lies in bed for ten days and a half months, I'm afraid there will be no one to take care of him. Zheng Fugui and Du Xiaomei don't know what they will be frightened like: "do you know if he has a knife?"
"Timid is timid. What's the use of saying this?"
I don't know who spoke in the carriage. Seeing that there were two stops from the school, Zheng Jianguo hurriedly went to the back door and looked at the staggering stop. He immediately smiled: "I've been in Qishi for less than half a year and I've taken the bus three times. I hear you have a local accent. Then I wish you see Yiyong next time."