Chapter 55 college entrance examination

When I applied for the college entrance examination, I didn't know anything about universities, and I didn't ask anyone about it, so I didn't think it was necessary.Which school is good and which school is bad, except for Tsinghua University, Peking University, Fudan University, and Nankai University in China, and Cambridge, Oxford, Harvard, and Yale abroad, I don’t know.Someone wanted to take the Tongji examination, and I asked outrageously, what is Tongji?In the early years, my mother traveled to Hangzhou and brought back a map. I noticed that there was a university next to the West Lake, and I thought, maybe the scenery is not bad.Before applying for volunteers, I thought about it, just this one, a provincial university, maybe it’s really bad, just in case I get admitted.So the first option on the volunteer form, just fill in Zhejiang University.The teacher didn't even look me in the eye: "You have a high heart." I suddenly understood, fuck it, it must be a good school.So he said lightly, if I made a mistake, please give me another form.

But we can't be overwhelmed by the arrogance of this broken teacher, can we?Fill in the key column with Beijing Normal University, and fill in the general column with L University.After filling out the pen, he dropped it and rolled out of the classroom proudly.I knew in my heart that this was "pretending to be big", and I switched to Mandarin to make fun of myself.But don't blame me, the country has long stipulated that I can't fill in according to my own ability - after graduating from high school, I can't go to junior high school. But the younger brother really went to college.English, I have learned English in the first day of junior high school, and I know more than half of the 26 letters, but the order is a bit confusing-you know that the British are annoying when doing things, vowels and consonants are not separated, which is different from pinyin-the second year of junior high school is not so good Learning, English textbooks for the third year of junior high school, the high school entrance examination is not taken, and the teacher does not teach at all.It was even easier when I got to high school, I didn't learn a minute.So my English has always been at the level of the first year of junior high school, but I got 84 points in the college entrance examination, passing the admission line for foreign language majors.When doing reading comprehension, it feels like Shakespeare possessed, every sentence is clear and clear, as if English is originally invented by me.Chinese, I remember the first mock exam, when the papers were handed out, I was dizzy. You can never imagine that situation: this is Chinese, and I can't even know a single question.Then the full score of the college entrance examination was 120, and I got 112 in the exam. If I did a few more multiple-choice questions, I would explode.Mathematics, the law of cosines did not remember.Politics, exams in the afternoon, memorizing the last three chapters during lunch time, the pages are all new.They all did well.What's the matter?Could it be that he is really a genius?But I looked at myself, and it wasn't that bad.So, it's my life's unsolved case, and there's no answer to it other than that my dick was kissed by God that summer.

For several years after that, I lay on my university bed and often had exam dreams, and the ending was extremely bleak.Freud said that dreaming about exams is anxiety.But I think that is the fear of the rest of my life.What if you don't get into college?According to my parents’ earlier plan, I would work at a veterinary drug factory near my home and become a worker, but your cats and dogs were sick, so I’m afraid I couldn’t help much—between 1995 and 1998 One day, I was probably laid off, and because of the failure of cutting the path, I went to prison.This matter really cannot be deduced, what if it is played hide-and-seek?So take care, dear readers, and see you in the next life!

So I became a college student, pushing a bicycle, going to school, and seeing what good students look like.Later college life was really like visiting a zoo.When I was in high school, I read Russian novels. The college students in them were really elites. They set up their hearts for God, their lives for serfs, and peace for Russia. The little maids were all excited about it.What a fairy day, my generation is incomparable.But when we entered college, we would eat and wait to die, and they were incomparable.After graduation, we immediately rebelled against society, and they are even more incomparable.

Now I live on the 13th floor, and when I get close to the area near the balcony, I feel frightened, afraid of heights, and avoid it.A few years ago, out of an indescribable mentality, I went to Chaoyang Park to jump over a pole, head down, straight to the concrete floor, gritted my teeth, and kept silent, knowing in my heart that if I made a sound, it would be tragic.That night, I fell asleep, fell asleep and woke up, and fell asleep and fell asleep, and woke up. The whole body was tense, and the heart palpitations were irregular. It turned out that I was really scared.But when I was in middle school, the dormitory building was locked during the day. I didn’t go to class. I would go out to play and go back to the room to get things. I climbed several times a day. How do you climb the bricks outside the third and fourth floors?

After a long time, the past looks more real.I also understand that things were not so common back then, and being admitted to a poor university was nothing more than an escape from the ice sea for me.Those classmates who were similar to me were beaten into the gutter by the college entrance examination and various domestication tools. What happened afterwards?I started to feel the fear of being late.On Douban.com, I participated in the "School Is Bullshit" group, where the children were cursing, which reminded me of my feelings back then, loneliness, incomprehension, and day-to-day despair.

I can never accept why teenagers have no way out if they don't tame the system.Now, I have experienced one era after another, right?But this life is always like standing on that bungee jumping platform. The lucky guy has a rope, and the unlucky ones can only be like the Beatles sang, "It's easier to live with your eyes closed"-imagine the rope and forget it.Whoever is scared, we just take it as a matter of nature, and whoever falls to his death, everyone will sing with drums.What a brave and chic life this is.As a BUG, ​​I guess I've taken advantage of the magnanimity in this life.But it would be nice if it wasn't like this.