Chapter 71

August 27, sunny.

It rained at night, so I got up early in the morning. The air was fresh and cleaned my heart and lungs.

Wu Tao had planned to report to Beijiang middle school alone, but Wu Binghua insisted on sending it.

I have nothing to take. I just need to bring the person and the notice together.

As for the cost of food and clothing, even all the letters and magazines received since August were sent by Aunt Hua to her residence in the city.

For the layout of that residence, aunt Hua was painstaking and heinous.

Inside and outside, it looks new and colorful. If you add gongs and drums and sprinkle some flowers, it will be mistaken for the wedding room of the new couple.

To this end, aunt Hua paid out part of her own money. Wu Tao wanted to reimburse her, but she refused. In her opinion, to work for Wu Tao, we should not only try our best, but also devote ourselves to it.

Even if you have money, you can't change your fear of being indebted.

In other words, Wu Binghua launched a new Qianjiang 125 motorcycle from the shed and wiped it with a piece of dry cloth.

The reason why I insist on sending my son to report for duty is that this is a good opportunity for the new car to come in handy; Second, as the father of the No. 1 in the middle school entrance examination, it's really unreasonable not to show up and enjoy the compliments of other parents.

Wu Tao despises the motorcycle. The bright red body is equipped with black cushion cover, and the bright engine shows a full sense of science and technology. These two points can be tolerated.

The only thing I can't bear is that the square red tail box is really dusty and destroys the fluency of the whole vehicle; Second, it is two rounds. To some extent, like the 28 bars, it is meat wrapped with iron, and the safety factor is not high or even worse.

After trying three or four times, Wu Binghua finally mastered the rhythm of clutch and ignition. Wu Binghua caught a fire and shook his head and said, "son, get in the car!"

On the other side, Xiaojiang rushed out with a mouthful of boiled eggs and shouted, "Dad, I want to sit, I want to sit..."

He pushed Xiaojiang aside and Wu Tao sat on it with a golden knife.

"I'm going to report to the city. What are you doing here?"

Xiaojiang hands on his hips, "hum, I also start school today. I also want my father to send it!"

"You are less than 200 meters away from school. You want to go to school by motorcycle. Are you in a panic?"

Xiaojiang grinned, revealing his mouth full of protein and egg yolk, and cried, "Mom, mom, look at brother..."

At this time, aunt Hua came in and comforted: "Xiaojiang, aunt Hua will use a small pedal to send you and black egg to school, OK?"

"No, I don't!" Now that you have cried, you must achieve your goal. Xiaojiang cried and yelled, "I want to take my father's big motorcycle, big motorcycle..."

At this time, Zhang Huilan rushed out of the kitchen and stuffed a bag of boiled eggs into her son's arms.

Wu Tao was speechless. His family was so well-off. Why are they still boiled and cooked eggs? Can't I change something new? Anyway, I have money in my pocket.

In Xiaojiang's cry, Wu Binghua greeted Zhang Huilan and aunt Hua, loosened the clutch, and the motorcycle steadily left the house.

Fifteen minutes later, I just arrived in the northern suburbs of the city.

Seeing that he was overtaken by the two or eight bars next to him, Wu Tao thumbed up and said, "Dad, you're so stable!"

"Of course, this thing can ride very fast. We're not in a hurry and we don't have to work hard. Let's ride slowly ~ "

Wu Tao nodded. "I think so, too. And Dad, if you get drunk in the future, no matter how much or how little, don't ride a motorcycle. Our life has just improved, and everything is still steady and good. "

"I know." Wu Binghua nodded.

After half a ring, Wu Binghua said silently, "Tao, I want to do something else for the new year. What do you think?"

Wu Tao's spirit is refreshed. This is the awakening of consciousness. He doesn't need to mobilize himself. So he slapped his leg and said, "OK, Dad, I support you to break in!"

"I'll be old if I don't rush while I'm young..." Wu Binghua sighed with a grin.

Before long, the father and son arrived at the east gate of Beijiang middle school.

Looking back, the alley moved step by step was full of cars, motorcycles, pedestrians and luggage.

"I knew I was coming by bike. At least it wouldn't be so difficult to get in." Wu Binghua was terrified and stuffed the motorcycle into the parking place on the south side of the door.

An aunt ran over and stretched out her hand: "the parking fee is fifty cents!"

Wu Binghua just wanted to complain about the real TM black, but he was afraid of humiliating his son, so he took it out readily.

Stepping into the east gate, Wu Tao looked around and wanted to see the style of the city's famous key middle schools. Suddenly he was happy.

I saw many students wearing golden T-shirts in the weaving crowd.

For boys and girls, there are 20 patterns in the whole series of golden Mao Meng photos.

Such a large-scale shirt collision has not caused any embarrassment and discomfort, which is enough to prove the popularity of Meng style.

With a touch of pride, immersed in the breath of youth, Wu Tao suddenly felt that this was his life, his youth life and his flying life.

As for those days in Jinling, it was too mature, too dull and too intriguing.

When I came back, I began to appreciate the campus style that I would live for three years.

As a key high school with the strongest teachers and investment in Beijiang City, the style of Beijiang middle school is one level higher than that of Township Middle Schools and even other urban middle schools.

The new Pentagon library is located in the center of the campus, next to a Crescent Bay Lake.

Three teaching buildings extend from the side of the Pentagon, forming a clever pattern of child and mother buildings.

But the floor is not high, just four floors, which is not enough to accommodate all the teachers and students of the school. So in the east of the campus, two square teaching buildings have been built, extending to the edge of basketball court and football field.

Finally, his eyes fell on the parents who accompanied him to check in, and he found that there were no more than two kinds of students who could enter the school.

One is based on IQ or score test; The other is a place bought with family financial background.

More subtly, these two types of students will enjoy the same education and get along harmoniously.

Because today's educational philosophy advocates educational fairness and equal treatment, there will be no fast and slow classes, experimental classes and so on.

Father and son came to the bulletin board next to Yueya Lake, where the latest division list of senior one has been posted.

Squeezing through the crowd on the third floor and the third floor outside, Wu Tao finally found his place - class 11, No. 1, senior high school.

At the same time, unfortunately, an Rong was really not in his class, but was divided into four classes.

Not only that, more than a dozen people admitted to Binhu junior high school were almost evenly divided into 14 classes.

According to Wu Tao's understanding of their performance ranking, he generally infers that this class placement is indeed ranked according to their admission results. In this way, the average score of each class remains balanced to a large extent.

There is no fast or slow class, no experimental class.