Yangcheng No. 8 Middle School has some origins.

Yangcheng No. 8 Middle School, formerly known as Yangcheng Peiying Middle School, was founded in 1879 by Dr. Na Xiali of the United States, and was taken over by the Yangcheng Municipal Government in 1953, and then renamed Yangcheng No. 8 Middle School.

Compared with other schools, Yangcheng No. 8 Middle School is special in that it was specially designated by the Yangcheng Municipal Government in 1956 as a high school for the children of overseas Chinese, Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan compatriots.

Although the municipal government has specially designated to accept the children of overseas Chinese and compatriots from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, after all, the source of these students is limited, so the children of Yangcheng Iron and Steel Plant are also divided into schools.

The familiar buildings, the familiar crowds, and even the chirping of birds on the branches of the trees in front of the school are so intimate and joyful.

Hu Xuefeng was thinking about the past events that happened in this school, and at the same time, he followed the steps of Lin Lan and Li Dong and entered the classroom door of the third and fifth classes of junior high school.

Blackboards, lecterns, chalk, desks, classmates, textbooks, everything, like a distant scene suddenly pulled back to the eyes, which carries too many memories of youth.

"Hu Xuefeng, are you okay?" Lin Lan asked with some concern.

"It's okay, it's just that the wind blew a piece of sand and blew it into the eyes. Hu Xuefeng wiped his eyes, took a few steps forward almost without thinking, and then stopped in front of his desk.

At this time, some classmates began to greet Hu Xuefeng, most of them were concerned about Hu Xuefeng's injury, and when they learned that Hu Xuefeng's injury was no longer serious, the neighboring classmates were all relieved, and even worse, they began to write down the driver who caused the accident, and left Hu Xuefeng in the hospital when he hit someone, which was too inauthentic.

What else can Hu Xuefeng say, in addition to being moved, the rest is still moved, these familiar faces, some of them are even in contact after decades, and they have been classmates for several years, and this friendship is extraordinary.

Hu Xuefeng put down his schoolbag, took out his textbook, and before he could open the book, the head teacher, Mr. Yang Yagang, walked in from outside.

is still as black as ever, as if someone owes him money and has not paid it back, and the thick black-framed glasses like the bottom of a bottle are the most iconic ornaments of Mr. Yang.

In Hu Xuefeng's images, the gray old suits are probably always this set, and there may be two sets, both of which are the same color and style.

As soon as Teacher Yang spoke, Hu Xuefeng almost couldn't hold back his laughter, without him, because of this Teacher Yang's speech, it was too distinctive.

"There are two months left...... Ahem...... It's about to take the high school entrance examination...... Ahem, students must ...... Ahem...... Hurry up and review...... Ahem...... Games...... Ahem...... Work on it too...... Ahem......"

In a word, coughing cough five or six times, Hu Xuefeng didn't need to look at the surrounding classmates to know that these guys were probably the same as himself, and they were all trying to hold back the smile in their hearts.

Finally, after Lao Yang finished speaking, the front foot left the classroom, and all the students in the back foot class laughed, which is probably a group activity that the students of Class 5 have to do every day!

"Old Yang is so fucking funny, don't you think he knows how funny he is?" Li Dong, the fat man, sat behind Hu Xuefeng, and sometimes Hu Xuefeng was also thinking, this guy was fortunate not to sit in front of him, otherwise he would have to face a wall all day long, imagining a mountain in front of him and listening carefully to the class, Hu Xuefeng once again mourned quietly for a second for the unlucky guy sitting behind Li Dong.

"Actually, Lao Yang is quite pitiful......"

laughed and laughed, but Hu Xuefeng still couldn't help telling the story of Lao Yang, which was told by another teacher in junior high school when he graduated from college in his previous life.

Comrade Lao Yang is undoubtedly very talented, and he was born in a rural family, and he was probably the first college student to come out of the village where his family lived.

In the 60s, Yang Yagang was admitted to Northwestern Polytechnical University as he wished, with his enthusiasm to serve the motherland and tenacity.

But after only two years of college, the turbulent catastrophe broke out, and Lao Yang, like all intellectual youth, responded to the call of the great man, went to the mountains and went to the countryside, to the vast rural world, and received re-education from the poor and middle peasants.

Lao Yang went the farthest, from the ancient city of Xi'an directly to the Gobi Desert, maybe he felt that where was the closest to the space city, but what he waited for was not the launch of the rocket, but more than nine years of hard suffering.

Until, in 1977, the college entrance examination was resumed, in 1978, YN educated youth petitioned and went on strike to return to the city, in 1980, General Secretary Hu proposed not to engage in going to the countryside anymore, and on October 1 of the same year, the central government basically decided that the intellectual youth who had gone to the countryside in the past could choose to return to their hometown cities.

Lao Yang came back, returned to his birthplace Yangcheng, his aerospace dream also ended in the Gobi Desert, and when he returned to the city, his parents also went early.

Lao Yang must be very painful in his heart, he cried in the house for three days, and when he came out, his voice was already hoarse, and when he spoke, he coughed and coughed.

Later, the organization sympathized with him, and saw that he had studied in college and was a very high-achieving student, so they arranged for him to come to Yangcheng No. 8 Middle School to teach.

At first, some people were laughed at the way he spoke, but after the most mischievous students were beaten a few times, no one in the class dared to laugh at him.

Later, Lao Yang used his distinctive and unique style, solid and solid knowledge, quickly conquered the fifth class of students, his physics class, almost no one deserted, one is that no one dares, the other is because of the vivid image of his class, he can also tell some physics little interesting things from time to time, one and two, bluffing students have regarded him as a god.

"What, Lao Yang is really so good?"

Li Dong tilted his head, it was really difficult to associate Lao Yang with the motherland's aerospace industry, but he also knew that Hu Xuefeng didn't need to make up such a long story to coax him, Li Dong suddenly felt a little boring, a little inexplicably sad, and I don't know if it was because of Lao Yang's experience, or because the motherland's aerospace industry lacked talents.

"How do you know?" When class was about to start, Lin Lan glanced at Hu Xuefeng, she always felt that he seemed to be a different person since the car accident.

"What?"

Hu Xuefeng deliberately pretended to be confused, while opening the textbook, while thinking about Lao Yang's story, he knew that in this era of alternating between the old and the new, there are still too many people like Lao Yang!