Chapter 8 Baseline Test Results
“That... Xiao Fang.
I want to borrow some money from you..."
Just when Fang Xiang was stunned.
Qin Huairu lowered her head in embarrassment.
Finally spoke.
But the sound was as small as a mosquito.
If it weren't for the fact that the yard was still quite quiet.
Fang Xiang almost couldn't hear it.
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, revealing the rounded outline of Qin Huairu's upper body.
And the perfect apartment type of the lower body is displayed vividly.
It turns out that wind can also have a shape
"Today Banggeng stole eggs from Xu Damao's house.
I thought, this is not a big deal, I plan to buy a few and return them to him.
But I work in a factory now, and my monthly salary is barely two dollars.
I haven't received my salary yet, so I'm short of money. I'll pay you back after I get paid in a few days."
Qin Huai said this because she was worried that Fang Xiang would not lend her the money. The more she spoke, the more nervous she became, and the faster she spoke.
Finally, he lowered his head to his chest.
Hearing this, Fang Xiang was speechless.
"How much do you want to borrow, sister-in-law?"
He only knew that Qin Huairu was having a hard time living with her mother-in-law and three children.
But it is not clear what kind of person Qin Huairu is.
But now that the other person has asked, it doesn't seem right to refuse directly.
“Two dollars, just two dollars.
The factory pays you on the 10th, and we will return it to you after a few days."
Seeing that Fang wanted to agree, Qin Huairu raised his head.
There were actually some tears in my eyes.
Fang Xiang hesitated for a moment, turned around, walked into the inner room, and opened the drawer.
Pretend to withdraw money.
He took out two dollars from the space.
He turned around, took a few steps, and handed it to Qin Huairu.
Qin Huairu looked at the two one-yuan bills in her hand.
I couldn't help it.
Tears burst out of my eyes.
Fang Xiang was almost scared.
"Thank you... Thank you, Xiaofang. I'll pay you back when I get paid in a few days."
After saying this, he turned around and left without even wiping his tears.
When you go out, don't forget to close the door.
Fang Xiang looked at the closed door and couldn't help but sigh.
The purchasing power of 2 yuan in those days was about the same as that of yuan in later generations.
This is especially true for Fang Xiang, a single guy who has no mortgage, car loan, or girlfriend.
It's not a lot of money.
Before crossing over, he earned more than 10,000 yuan a month and lived in a government-owned house.
The total cost is only about 2,000 to 3,000 yuan, so I don't have much idea about money.
It’s not that Fang wants to be generous because he is poor.
After being admitted to university, the state will also provide subsidies to college students.
19.5 yuan a month, the same as an apprentice.
But the government still provides food, housing, and daily necessities. Basically, there is no expenditure. This money is free.
Unlike workers who have to support a family.
Not to mention the farmers in the countryside who all depended on work points to get food.
Some people have large families and do not have enough food to eat, so they can only pick wild vegetables and eat tree bark.
I shook my head and sat down at the table, forcing myself not to think too much and continuing to review my lessons.
In a blink of an eye, the weekend passed.
Fang wanted to follow the crowd of people riding bicycles to work and jogged into the school.
But I didn't expect that the fat boy who was usually late and left early was already sitting at his desk in a daze.
Seeing Fang Xiang put down his schoolbag, Wei Shengli came over.
"The scores will be announced today."
Looking at Wei Shengli with drooping eyebrows, Fang Xiang knew that this guy must have no confidence.
"Why think so much? Just make up for the course you're not good at.
There is still half a month left. Maybe we can make it in time."
Looking at his childhood friend, Fang Xiang could only persuade him with kind words.
"When we were having dinner yesterday, my mom told me that my dad has already started looking for a way for me."
Wei Shengli didn't respond and changed the subject.
"What way? Did I tell you?"
Fang's hand, which was about to take out the book, paused.
Wei Shengli's father is a police officer. I have never heard of his rank before.
From what he said, it seemed that he was not an ordinary policeman. Could there be some way to arrange a job for him?
To be honest, it was the era of planned economy.
Being able to arrange work is something that only people with real power or extensive connections can get involved in.
Ordinary people can't even think about finding a stable job.
Even if you have the money, you can't find a way out.
Not to mention, in this era, how many people can save money?
"I guess he's going to work as a temporary worker in a police station."
Wei Shengli muttered something as a response.
"That's good, it's a public institution.
After working as a temporary worker for two or three years, you can become a regular employee. "
Fang thought about it for a long time and it seemed that these days were different from the future.
As long as you have a way to get in. There are too many cases of temporary workers being converted to regular workers.
It’s not like in later generations, where people are temporary workers for their entire lives.
“I don’t really want to be a police officer.”
Wei Shengli did not refute, confirming Fang Xiang's idea. But he did not seem to want to follow in his father's footsteps.
"Come on, it's good enough to have a job. Why are you being so picky?"
Fang Xiang put the book on the desk with a snap.
I didn't take these old Versailles words seriously.
I just thought Wei Shengli was showing off.
The current police forces are basically all retired soldiers from the army.
In terms of professional skills, they may not be as good as those of later generations.
But when it comes to treatment, it is much better than that of ordinary workers.
And just like in later generations, ordinary people saw people wearing uniforms.
No matter what, you should always look at it with higher regard.
Moreover, I could work as a temporary worker in the police station, thus avoiding going to the countryside.
Being able to stay in the capital city is already better than many others.
I have to say, having a good father really makes your starting point a lot better.
Just when Fang was about to sigh, he vaguely felt someone was looking at him.
I looked around.
I noticed that Liu Shuying didn’t have her hair braided today.
Instead, she tied her hair into a high ponytail that was swinging back and forth.
For some reason, Fang Xiangxiang was reminded of his junior high school days, when he first fell in love.
My deskmate is a girl who likes to tie her hair into a ponytail.
Always draw a 38th parallel for yourself.
Whenever the bell rang for class, he would always block Fang's way in with a stool.
Then he lay on the table and watched the teacher scolding him with a smile.
I especially like to bully him.
Sometimes when he is not around, I draw all kinds of little people on his textbooks and homework.
Many were named by the teacher.
But Fang Xiang didn't dare to say it. Once he said it, the girl looked aggrieved.
With tears in his eyes, Fang Xiang was completely speechless.
But the girl became more and more aggressive and bullied him in different ways.
Fortunately, three years passed quickly.
After I separated from my deskmate, I never saw him again.
Now that I think about it, it’s possible that she is interested in him.
Fang shook his head and forced himself not to think about it.
After traveling through time, my memory improved, but it also became a problem.
I always think of all kinds of inexplicable memories.
At this time, the head teacher, Mr. Su, came in as the bell rang.
Holding a thick stack of papers in his hand.
The classroom was as lively as the vegetable market just now.
It suddenly became quiet.
Everyone knows that the results are out.
Everyone looked at Teacher Su with anxiety, nervousness, or guilt in their eyes.
“The results of this baseline test are out.
I have achieved gratifying results, surpassed myself, and made a big splash.
There are also those whose grades have dropped and who have fallen behind.”
Teacher Su put the test paper on the podium and swept the whole class with a stern look.
When his eyes fell on Fang Xiang, they became gentle.
The tone of his voice became much gentler, and even the corners of his mouth began to rise.
“Especially classmate Fang Xiang.
You wouldn’t know until you take the test, I used to be the last in the class.
This time I got 533 points. I got first place in the class and third place in the grade. "
As Teacher Su’s voice fell.
The quiet classroom was like a piece of red-hot iron thrown into the water.
It boiled over instantly.
"Wow!!!"
All the more than 40 students in the class turned their heads and looked at Fang Xiang.
Amazing, puzzled, questioning, envious, and admiring.
A mixture of various sounds reached Fang Xiang's ears.
