Happy times always fly by, and the two of them felt that it didn't take long to hear a knock on the door of Jiang Lingyue's room, and a few faint complaints by the way. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xia Ming looked at the call time, and unconsciously more than half an hour had passed, which made him feel like a white horse.

In the end, Jiang Lingyue reluctantly hung up the phone at Xia Ming's mention, for her, she didn't even express one thousandth of what she wanted to say to Xia Ming.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Ming felt very happy, and walked around the house twice happily, and felt that this small space was not enough for him to release, so he simply locked the door and prepared to go outside.

The small county town is not large, with three streets horizontally and vertically, and the only one that is said to be a monument left by the Ming Dynasty is also used as a martyr's cemetery. Not to mention any historical background, the thousands of years of Chinese history have not even left it with a chance to play tricks, and even this novel has never mentioned its name, which shows how unworthy it is.

But it is such a small county, supporting more than 100,000 people, it is the starting point of Xia Ming's life journey, and it is also the starting point of a world legend.

Many years later, people came to explore its historical value, and countless things that people would never look at were analyzed and interpreted, as if their existence had added a meaning that must exist.

Xia Ming walked downstairs, Huang Jinhe had already left with Xiaodouzi, it is estimated that he has now been on the highway, and it will not be long before he arrives in County A.

He continued to walk on, across the street, to the small restaurant where he used to work, and now a few hours before lunch, there were few diners inside, and two student-looking waiters were listlessly wiping down the tables and chairs. He no longer has to work here to earn his living expenses, but there are many people who are struggling to make ends meet.

Then he went on, aimlessly, as he had walked on the narrow and wide roads countless times, only this time his steps were unusually brisk.

Internet Cafe Street, Clothing Street, Taihe, Credit Mall, Good World...... Familiar scenes, names that should have been sealed in his memory, and one by one reprinted in his mind.

Decade?

Xia Ming couldn't help but smile, what about ten years, the small county town in ten years looks no different from now.

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The results of the college entrance examination finally came in the anticipation of countless students and parents, and countless human comedies and tragedies were staged at the same time.

In this era, the penetration rate of computers is not high, and it is even lower in small counties, so in the past two days, the only three Internet cafes in the Internet café street in small counties are all full, and those students who usually disdain to take a look inside are in and out like a flood accompanied by their parents, and the query website that announces the results is like an old prostitute who has not accepted customers for a long time, and was tortured by this group of people and almost died.

Fortunately, Xia Ming doesn't have to queue up like others to know his results, his art examination results only passed the self-examination of Beihe Media, that is to say, he can only go to Beihe Media, and Beihe Media has found him through the school before he has filled in the volunteer, and a red and glamorous admission letter is on the table in front of him.

It seems that the efficiency of private universities is really extraordinary, and it is indeed painstaking for a tuition fee.

"Mingzi, Lao Tzu was admitted, haha, just pressing the score line of the second book,, if you hadn't told me the essay topic in advance, I would definitely have to repeat it for a year!" Lu Xiang sent good news.

"Xia Ming, the results are finally out, I scored 563 points, there must be no problem in going to the Provincial Medical University, how much did you take the test?" Jiang Lingyue also sent good news and asked.

When they learned that Xia Ming only scored 260 points in the exam and had already received the admission notice, Lu Xiang and Jiang Lingyue lamented at the same time that they really couldn't compare with Xia Ming, who had the aura of the art examination, you must know that although the provincial media is a private university, the radio and television editing and directing major has been approved by the Ministry of Education and belongs to this major, which means that as long as Xia Ming goes to school and does not drop out halfway, he will be able to get the graduation certificate of this one when he graduates.

Xia Ming looked at the admission letter on the table and was full of emotion.

That's how he looked at it back then, picking it up from the table and putting it down, over and over again.

At that time, he racked his brains to be able to make up for the expensive tuition, and he stayed awake for three days and three nights, pulling his hair, and trying every way to make money, until at last, it turned into a puddle of black ash and dissipated in the early morning drizzle and wind.

It was also in that year that he picked up his backpack and left here gloomily, ten years of ups and downs, and he didn't know what to do.

Now seeing it again, Xia Ming's mood is extremely calm, without the slightest wave. Maybe it's because I know it's going to come sooner or later, or maybe I know that it's not the same time.

He has already walked that road back then, and he should probably be grateful, because that road has made him lose too much, understand too much, and feel too much.

Now this fork in the road is once again in front of him, and the path of life may have to be rewritten because of this time.

Xia Ming doesn't like to smoke, but today the house is full of cigarette butts, some of which have not had time to be extinguished, and they are blown by the wind blowing outside the window, as if they are paying tribute to their youth.

"Let's go!" Xia Ming finished smoking the last cigarette, picked up the admission notice on the table, got up and said.

Qingluo pushed the door through the door as if she had already prepared, and there were two more dexterous suitcases beside her, which were all she and Xia Ming's belongings.

Zhu Xiaojun and Qi Ke also hurried over, preparing to set off with Xia Ming Qingluo. They have already discussed, and the company is located in S City, on the one hand, it is convenient to communicate with Xia Ming in a timely manner, and on the other hand, it is out of the humanitarian concern of Qi Ke.

Now this kid can't stand up and be soft like that disgusting ice cream called Green Tongue as long as he doesn't see Qingluo for a day.

Huang Jinhe learned the news that Xia Ming was going to study in the provincial capital, and specially sent a guy to drive to send it, if he hadn't taken Xiaodouzi to the imperial capital to arrange the task given to him by Xia Ming as soon as he returned to County A, I am afraid that this time it would be Huang Jinhe himself.

Before getting into the car, Xia Ming took one last look at the small hotel, and then let the guy drive towards the road without the slightest nostalgia.

The provincial city means a new life for Xia Ming, and it means more challenges for Qingluo.

For Zhu Xiaojun and Qi Ke, perhaps the change began from the moment they met Xia Ming.

A new journey has slowly started without any new ideas!