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Chapter 51 Leaving School

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    There is still one month before the Chinese New Year. Many people don't want to waste time, let alone bear the reputation of idleness, and start looking for jobs one after another. They are much more active than going to school.

    ?The dozen or so people who choose to continue their studies can continue to live a happy life without being too exhausted for survival, and at least for one or two years they don't have to fight hand to hand with many competitors for money.

    ? Deng Jianbin, Lin Zhiguang, Chen Degui, Tang Xiaoqiang and others are going to take the adult college entrance examination and study in junior college.  Li Xianghua, Chen Xiuhua and others planned to study at night university.  All these people, except Lin Zhiguang, have gone home for the New Year. He feels that he has grown up and should not¡ªat least try not to eat and drink for nothing at home. Besides, he has nothing to do when he goes home, watching TV all day, wasting electricity and  TV, very boring, so I also went to work.

    Yang Shufu, Liu Zeming, Liu Cheng, Guo Zhenyuan, Zheng Feng and others consciously saw through the futility of vocational education. They didn¡¯t want to waste time, effort, and money for a diploma. They vowed not to go to useless schools and went out to look for jobs. But they felt that those who continued their studies were obsessed with obsession.  , not as good as their enlightenment.

    Yang Shufu recalled that "the employment rate of graduates of this school is more than 95%" written in the school's admissions brochure when he applied for volunteers, and thought that the school would contact some companies to hold a job fair in the school.  Photos of the job fair¡ªeven if there is no job fair, more or less companies will find a few companies to recruit at the school.  As a result, the school only contacted a handful of five or six companies. The poor "big" companies only posted a recruitment information on the employment bulletin board, and all of them recruited assembly line workers. What disappointed him even more was that  None of them are computer companies.  It was only then that I regretted not believing the nonsense in the admissions brochure, and at the same time sighed for my alma mater in a self-deprecating and optimistic manner: it is a pity that advertising is not offered for such a good job in advertising.

    Shufu is confident that he can find a job with his own ability, and doesn't need to rely on the school for help. He doesn't care about the school's perfunctory, and he doesn't bother to get angry, because he is already numb.  It's not the first time something like this happened.

    After living in school for two days, I moved out.  The moment I got into the car, I was suddenly filled with emotions. I felt that three and a half years seemed to fly by in front of my eyes.  It was not completed, and how many regrets were left behind; three and a half years ago, I came here with a lot of hopes. Three and a half years later, all the hopes are still just hopes, intact.  Not confident.  As the bus started to move, a feeling of reluctance suddenly surged in my heart. I hoped that it would drive more slowly, so that I could take a better look at the street scene, which was as familiar as a popular love song and as boring as a political text.  After all, more than three years of Mood for Love was wasted here.  Encourage yourself to live a fulfilling life in the future, let hope bloom like a flower, and let wasted youth become history.

    ? Yang Shufu and Liu Zeming and Guo Zhenyuan shared a private house.  I heard that bicycles are very popular among thieves, Shufu locked the car in the garage under the stairs, but he was still worried, worried that the lock of the garage would not be strong enough to stop a thief with special skills.  When I went upstairs, I reluctantly looked back several times.  Zeming laughed from behind and said, "Brother Fu, I think you'd better get a loan to buy an oversized safe first, otherwise you won't even bother looking for a job. You'll have to carry your BMW upstairs and downstairs for interviews!"  Shufu smiled happily, and Zhenyuan laughed heartily.

    A house of about fifteen square meters, sharing a narrow bathroom with neighbors.  There was a door, a window, the floor was covered with red tiles, and the white walls were obviously freshly painted, presumably for a good rent, and had just been repaired.  A self-made old double bed is built in, like a big tree in a small yard, taking up most of the space.  An old sofa, an old wardrobe, an old color TV, and an old floor fan. Although everything is old except the walls, they are clean and tidy; the low building where the house is located is old, simple, and dirty.  The impact of the city's appearance, the corridors can hardly be seen in broad daylight, and this building is only a kilometer away from the bustling city center.

    The house was found by Zeming. Shufu had never been here before. This was the first time he met the house. He felt the contrast between the inside and the outside.  Three hundred and fifty yuan, excluding water and electricity.  Shu Fu felt sorry for his parents' hard-earned money, and thought it was a bit expensive, but he didn't expect that a small house would cost more than three hundred.

    Zhenyuan said: "It's okay for three people to share it. If you live too far away, you will ride a bicycle to find a job. You won't be afraid if you find a job."

    The job has not yet been settled, but Shufu's pocket is almost empty, and the remaining money is not enough to pay the rent, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

    Zhenyuan said he would put it on first, but he couldn't last long.

    Shu Fu said: "The money from my family should be sent over in a few days." He added confidently: "This is the last time I will ask my family for money."

      Zeming said: "Don't be so tragic, it's nothing. We also took it from our family. Whoever just came out is not empty-handed. After all, China is not like the United States. Children must be independent after the age of 18."

    After hearing this, Shufu felt a little relieved, as if the guilt in his heart had been shared by Liu and Guo and even the unworthy descendants of the whole of China.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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