"Yang Rui, go slower, my dad asked you to tell me about the college entrance examination, you forgot?" Xiaocheng was already panting when he caught up with Yang Rui and Wu Qian. He was upset and mixed with the pain he had just paid for, and couldn't help but say, "You can really do it. I ate more than 200 meals. If I don't pay for it today, wouldn't you have to eat a king meal?"

The word "Bawang Meal" was used more frequently in the 1980s and 1990s. At this time, it was really expensive to eat a meal. Yang Rui and others ordered two batches of food, and there were several large dishes, which cost more than 200 yuan.

At this time, the restaurant was at this price. It was normal to eat the salary of ordinary people for two or three months in one meal. Because of this, it was only possible to do things in the 1980s when treating guests to dinner. This was equivalent to later generations who invited people to spend tens of thousands of yuan in one go, which was not a normal behavior of normal people.

Normal people don’t go to restaurants for dinner. Except for weddings and funerals, it’s normal for those who don’t go to restaurants for a few years or even for more than ten years. In fact, it’s not that the family is particularly rich, and they don’t go to hotels for weddings and funerals. Most people even go to their own alleys, borrow tables, chairs, and pots from neighbors, colleagues, and relatives, friends and wives, and then buy some chicken, duck, fish and meat, and then handle the matter.

Xiaocheng is the son of the municipal party secretary and spends a lot of money on weekdays, but he spends more than 200 yuan at a time. In later generations, it is equivalent to a one-stop high-end club. He feels comfortable when spending it on himself, and he is quite unhappy when spending it on Yang Rui.

Xiaocheng pulled Yang Rui's corner of his clothes and said, "Let's find a place with few people to talk to, don't walk around on the road. You didn't tell me about the college entrance examination."

"I'll send Wu Qian back to the guesthouse." Yang Rui glanced at Xiaocheng and guessed his thoughts. Yang Rui didn't think this guy was really interested in learning. The college entrance examination is extremely difficult now. Whether it is Wu Qian or the waiter he met in Chunhe Building just now, when they decided to take the college entrance examination, they were equivalent to betting on their most precious youth and opportunities. You can imagine what kind of passion and effort these young people who use the future as bargaining chips will use to take the college entrance examination.

On the other hand, most of the students like Xiaocheng have gained local advantages because of good educational conditions, and do not have much desire to learn.

Xiaocheng who has been hit repeatedly should not show weakness in front of Yang Rui and actively demand "learning".

Xiaocheng didn't know that Yang Rui had many thoughts in an instant, but he pretended to be hearty and smiled: "Then let's send Wu Qian back to the guesthouse and find a comfortable place to chat."

"Just chat while walking." Yang Rui smiled slightly: "What do you want to know?"

Wu Qian said from the side: "I want to hear it too."

"It's...it's just a school, for the exam, let's talk about Peking University first." Xiaocheng was not ready to actually chat, and he talked about Peking University casually.

Yang Rui said with a "oh" and said, "I don't know what aspects of Peking University you want to know. Compared with other schools, Peking University's humanistic environment feels more relaxed. It is more free in schools. When talking and doing things, it is not very regulated and managed. Simply put, except for some specific occasions and obviously taboo topics, you can basically do whatever you want to say and talk about whatever you want. Of course, if you cover it with the skin of academic discussion, you will have more scope of chatting."

"Whatever you say is OK?" Wu Qian asked curiously.

Yang Rui nodded: "The range of conversations is very wide."

Wu Qian said enviously: "It's so good."

What they talk about is actually a kind of discussion. The 1980s was an era of discussion. This era did not pay attention to personal conversations, nor did it have any words like that. Everyone was talking and everyone was expressing their opinions wildly.

Just a few years ago, people reported their fathers and husbands, but now they don’t have time to adjust to what they say and don’t say. It’s better to be cautious when they say something. However, people have something to say, but it’s always bad to hold it in their hearts. The so-called “not being able to speak up” is sometimes like a foreigner, and they always have the urge to “want to do the right thing”.

Therefore, it was also in this era that rare freedom of speech emerged, and celebrities, scholars, leaders, and cadres were all expressing their opinions wildly.

However, it is not without a price to make a statement.

There are always some units and leaders who will be disgusted with rebellious remarks and will once criticize and punish them.

Some wrong criticisms and punishments were reported and corrected, but more so, local speech restrictions were restricted.

Of course, some "correct" criticism and punishment were reported, so the parties involved inevitably encountered countless troubles.

For example, Wu Qian’s unit is OK to speak in private, but as a generation who upholds the belief in revitalizing China, who doesn’t want to speak out publicly?

The sound spread all over the country and is the highest expectation of this era. If you touch a little bit of it, you can get pregnant.

Xiaocheng didn't want Yang Rui and Wu Qian to chat well, and hurriedly said, "Aside, what else does Peking University have?"

"The teacher is very good, the campus is beautiful, Wu Qian..."

"What's the matter?" Xiaocheng interrupted Yang Rui's words again.

Yang Rui raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't get into Peking University anyway, so what's the use of asking so many questions."

"You, what did you say!" The glass heart of a sixteen-year-old boy shattered with a bang.

Yang Rui shook his head, ignored him, and turned to talk to Wu Qian.

Wu Qian lowered her head in a funny way, looked up for a while, and said, "What you said is so hurtful... Besides, although I can't get into Peking University, I also want to know the story of Peking University."

Yang Rui chuckled: "He doesn't really want to know, he just wasted everyone's time."

Yang Rui has always been rude to things that waste time.

Xiaocheng looked at them and laughed, retreated to Lao Ba and Xiao Wu, and said, "Don't wait, you must beat him hard. Lao Ba, you will go up and chat with him later and stimulate him. If he dares to say something inappropriate, you will beat him. Xiao Wu, if you and Lao Ba are fighting, go up and help. Don't worry about anything, I will take care of it if you have something to do."

"I understand." Lao Ba rolled up his sleeves and nodded.

Xiao Wu nodded too.

Xiaocheng followed with peace of mind.

A minute later, Xiao Wu suddenly covered his stomach and said, "No, I have to find a place to go to the toilet."

"Now? Wait a minute, you can pull him on it after you hit him." Xiao Cheng said this and suddenly felt that it was a wonderful idea. He laughed and said, "This is good. We will beat him up and beg him for mercy later. Let him lie down and pull him into his mouth."

Lao Ba was disgusted by hearing this: "It's so disgusting, it's going to make a big grudge."

"I'm not afraid, my father's municipal party committee secretary and his father's township committee secretary, he made enemies with me, and I don't want to kill him." Speaking of this, Xiaocheng was already holding his head up and taking off his boss's style.

"I'm really not able to do it." Xiao Wu covered his stomach and frowned, saying, "It must be that the hotel just now was not clean. I'll beat them to death. Wait a minute, you guys wait for me, I'll find a place to go, Oh, are there any paper?"

Xiaocheng watched helplessly as Xiao Wu bent over and rushed out to a place where there was no one on the roadside.

After walking around the two brick walls, Xiao Wu slowly stood up.

He remembered Yang Rui's eyes and Yang Rui's words.

The sentence "Aren't you afraid of severe crackdowns?" made Lao Ba feel unhappy, but it scared Xiao Wu.

He just didn't show it.

Xiao Wu is a smart man and has always regarded himself as a consultant. What is the secretary of the municipal party committee who has no relationship with him, but the secretary of the township party committee is Yang Rui's father. If he beat someone's son, can he settle the situation?

What he knew was that the son of the old revolutionary, who was much older than the secretary of the municipal party committee, was shot to death.

In the past six months, young hooligans like Lao Ba have been paraded in the streets every now and then, and among the people I once knew, there were peanuts.

The municipal party secretary may be able to protect his son, but Xiao Wu does not think that he will protect him.

At most, if you don’t eat peanuts, it’s hard to say that you’re in prison.

Xiao Wu did not do such things because he was killed by others and was killed in prison. He followed Xiao Cheng, and he became a middle school student because he couldn't make it on the street.

If a middle school student is more dangerous than a street student, it is better not to be a member of the school.

After walking around the messy yard, Xiao Wu pulled his feet and left without any intention of turning around.

Xiaocheng waited and waited, and saw that Yang Rui's back was gone. Before Xiaocheng came out, he couldn't help but rush: "We're enough for Xiaowu, we're there. When Xiaowu comes back, I'll see how I'll ruin him."

"Okay." Lao Ba's eyes turned and he thought.

Xiao Wu has always been a person who comes up with ideas, but Xiao Wu is gone, and Lao Ba can't help but think about Xiao Wu's absence of Nascent Soul.

"Oh... my stomach hurts too. It must be that the food in the restaurant is not right." Lao Ba suddenly bent down and covered his stomach.

"What?"

"No, I have to find a toilet. Is there any paper? Forget it, I'll pick some leaves and can't wait." Lao Ba didn't even mean to bend over and went there.

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