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Chapter 37 No one ever skips class

Gu Ao and Ye Wan took a car with their younger brothers and sisters who were older than them to the campus outside the West Second Ring Road, on the banks of Yuyuantan.

The oldest among the juniors is actually 32 years old, more than twice as old as Gu Ao. There are 4 male and female students over 30 years old, which is also considered a feature of the times.

Gu Ao was not mentally prepared for the problems of his older classmates. After all, he had already seen this phenomenon when he came in the first half of the year. But he always felt that the average age of level 78 should be younger than level 77, but the result was exactly the opposite.

He thought all the way in the car and roughly figured out the root cause - when the college entrance examination was resumed last year, everyone was caught off guard, and the review time was generally only one or two months.

Therefore, many older candidates have been away from books for many years and cannot pick them up at all.

But these people have suffered for many years in the countryside, and their perseverance in hard study is generally better than that of young fresh graduates. So they really give them more than half a year to review, and many people catch up.

This also leads to higher scores in the 78th grade students' scores in the paper than seniors six months ago.

Moreover, Gu Ao has seen the test paper in July, and the difficulty is actually slightly higher than that in December last year.

Gu Ao was very self-aware and thought that if he had not caught up with the wave of 1977, he would have really failed to enter the top 50 in the province now.

At best, it is stable at the level of Zhejiang University, and Tsinghua University and Beijing are in full swing.

It can be seen that the times and opportunities are often more important than strength.

...

"First go to the dormitory manager to register, then go to the auditorium to get the bedding and military training uniforms. After dinner, everyone cleans the dormitory quickly and strives to have a breakfast rest. Military training will start tomorrow. All freshmen live on the first floor."

This is the third time Gu Ao has said this line today, so he is very familiar with it.

The former site of the School of Diplomacy has only two dormitory buildings, one with three floors and one with four floors. It covers a small area. The tall ones live in boys and short ones live in girls.

In fact, if it weren't for ensuring that men and women were separated, this kind of person could be stuffed into a building.

Half a year ago, when Gu Ao and his team came in this term, the entire dormitory building was empty.

Considering that the school is close to Yuyuantan, there are low-lying wetlands nearby and the humidity is too heavy, the 77th class has allowed the second floor to live in, which takes into account both moisture protection and less stair climbing.

Now that the 78th class has entered, the school has no energy and financial resources to renovate the upper floors, so it is simply lazy and let the new students live downstairs.

Gu Ao led the 12 boys in the last car and arranged them in three dormitories on the north side of the first floor of the boys' building according to the list.

In 1978, it was already a very awesome treatment for four college students. Most of the poor schools with no money and conditions had to endure 8 to 12 people in dormitories.

When Gu Ao was assigned to the last dormitory, the northmost corner, Yang Yi and another boy named Qiao Han were left in Beijing, as well as two boys from the northeast - the school's boy-girl ratio was strictly 3:2. It can be seen that the indicators for Beijing this year are all used on boys.

Qiao Han is quite young, probably only 18 years old. Maybe he has studied all the way, never suffered hardships, and he looks like a young man in the south of the city.

As soon as he entered the house, he couldn't help but complain softly: "Why do you even have mushrooms? Can people live in this place? The seals on the door were not torn clean."

"Xiao Qiao said a few words, isn't it just a mushroom? I'll clean it up." Yang Yi, who was standing beside him, was afraid that Gu Ao would be unhappy, so he quickly advised Qiao Han not to whine, and then picked up the broom handle and started to shovel the mushrooms in the corner.

The seal on the dormitory door was actually torn half a year ago, but it was not torn clean. There was no one living on the first floor, and the school was very busy from teachers to students, so I was too lazy to clean it in depth.

After all, everyone is a person who has to finish one year of courses in half a year, and even elective courses and military training have been reduced. How can they have time to organize voluntary labor?

However, when this dilapidated scene fell into the eyes of freshmen such as Qiao Han, it is inevitable that the "The admissions office's description of the prospects for the school's recovery will definitely be a bragging", and they also think that they might have been tricked into the diplomatic school, so it would be better to go to Tsinghua University.

As a senior who receives freshmen, Gu Ao does not need to help clean the whole process, but he still needs to command and help.

This is the case in this era. If you are arrogant and stand idly by when you see it, you will be said to be "not going deep into the masses."

After cleaning, everyone was covered in bad smell. A few freshmen asked Gu Ao about the various living conditions in the school and whether there was a place to take a bath.

Gu Ao wanted to wash himself, so he led the way to the bathroom. Everyone followed behind with the enamel washbasin and towel soap he had just received.

"Is this a shower? It's so high-end, tsk tsk, the conditions in the capital are different. I've lived so old and I haven't seen a shower yet." Several older boys from remote provinces could sigh at the curved water pipes.

Gu Ao couldn't help but feel speechless in his heart.

When he first came, he thought this thing was not worthy of being called a shower at all - because it was only a high, curved water pipe, and there was not even a lotus-shaped shower. Moreover, the switch of the faucet was very insensitive, and the water column that shot out was always painful to hit people.

And the most outrageous thing is that the school only needs half a year to burn the boiler and have hot water. From May to October every year, it can only wash cold water.

Although there is hot water in winter, the boiler is only burned for two hours a day, and the water supply is centrally supplied at 5:00 to 7:00 every night. If you miss the time, you can only wash it cold.

Even during the hot water supply period, the boiler will wash as much as it reaches after it comes out, and you cannot adjust the hot and cold by yourself.

Gu Ao came a few times last semester early. The boiler room was full of fire. The water produced was estimated to be close to 50 degrees, which almost made him cooked. In the end, he could only use the enamel basin to collect water, and then use the cold water faucet to mix it with some cool things, stir it and then pour it on his body.

However, now looking at these boys who mostly come from poor places, it seems that these are not problems.

Neither anyone disliked the pain of the water column hitting the body, nor did anyone question "Why do you have to wash cold water in September?"

Gu Ao felt that he was probably the last in the school to be hardworking and endurance.

"Senior Gu, thank you for your hard work today. I'll help you clean us. Will I rub your back?" An enthusiastic junior was holding a rag that looked so rough that it looked like an iron wire ball, wrapped with a piece of soap, and pretending to rub Gu Ao's back.

"No, no, no, no, no, you guys rub it yourself, I don't have this interest." Gu Ao rushed for a moment and ran away in panic.

...

The next morning, everyone put on their newly-launched military uniforms and started military training.

Because the two grades in the school have only 120 people in total. So the department borrowed an active platoon-level officer and four non-commissioned officers from the **** unit, and served as the company commander and platoon commander of the military training company respectively.

The military uniforms of Gu Ao and other sophomore students are generally more suitable and they are not easy to wear out their skin because they get the clothes earlier and have been washed a few days in advance.

Many freshmen are inexperienced. They not only have a strong dye smell, but also have a very hard movement, and many movements are not active. There are also freshmen who are tearing off the thread because their clothes are too hard before doing.

The girl behind him was a little hesitant, afraid of making a fool of herself, and she dared not make a fool of herself. As a result, the instructor suffocated her without saying a word.

Gu Ao was secretly shocked: Those who can enter the diplomatic school have basically chosen their appearance. The 24 freshmen in the year, not to mention comparing with the beauties of later generations, but at least they really want to compare with their contemporaries, at least they are eight-point girls.

But these instructors treated everyone as real soldiers to train, without considering mercy on the slightest, nor considering being humiliating.

Whether it is wet or dirty sand on the ground, or fear that the clothes will crack, you will fan it if you don’t fall down when you fall.

That night, all freshmen learned their lessons and when they went to the bathroom to take a shower, they washed their new military uniforms hard. They would rather wear clothes that were not dry the next day to train.

Gu Ao was also trained to the point of suffering, but gradually he understood the need for this - diplomats also required a high-level image, and it was best to be able to be in place with every move and move naturally and not be timid.

When military training is used to train these image engineering elements, the effect is indeed good, so the college leaders make the instructors not merciless. The time for military training has been strictly set for one month.

In the first half of the month, not only did I train my etiquette and pace during the day, but also trained my internal affairs at night, stacked tofu pieces, and even had an emergency meeting for trumpets in the middle of the night.

Half a month later, outside the pace queue, combined with the assassination exercises of bayonets, people also touched the gun and went to Xishan shooting range to shoot. However, there was less trouble at night, so everyone could at least sleep peacefully.

So, considering the tension of the course, the college leaders discussed with the military training officers and freed up the evening to class.

Considering that you are too tired during the day and learning a foreign language at night, it is definitely not possible to memorize words and is inefficient. Moreover, the progress gap between foreign languages ​​in the first and second year is too big. If you teach a foreign language, you will have to find two groups of teachers to work overtime to start classes separately, which is also a waste of manpower.

So the final decision was to arrange Western etiquette and cultural customs courses at night.

Anyway, I haven't taken this course in my sophomore year, so I was going to merge it with the freshmen.

It's about September 20th.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the military training had just ended, and everyone was stinking and was about to rush to the bathroom to take a bath. In September in Beijing, it was almost one day and it was very cold at night. The boiler room agreed to start supplying hot water in November, which would not change, so everyone had to take a bath before the sun sets.

But Gu Ao received a notice from the teacher and conveyed it to each dormitory: "Drinke quickly, get together at 4:30. You have to take two theoretical classes before having supper!"

"Ah? I practiced bayonet queuing for a whole afternoon, and I was hungry. I still have to go to class before dinner? Can't I eat enough?" Many boys wailed.

Gu Ao was also helpless and could only explain: "No! Because it was a Western food etiquette class. Eat steak tonight - but those who can't learn how to take knife and fork like French people are not allowed to eat!"

"Beef? The legendary steak? You must learn it!" A group of military trainees who had eaten no steamed buns for 20 days immediately became excited like a hungry wolf.

From that day on, the course "learning how to eat all kinds of Western food gracefully" has become the lowest skip rate in the school.

To be precise, no one has ever stumbled over the class in four years.
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