The news that Leng Binghan was in the first class of the second grade of Su Qi Primary School quickly spread throughout the entire campus, causing a sensation immediately. Everyone came to see him, acquaintances came to reminisce, and as soon as they met, they gave a passionate hug despite the cold opposition, and jumped to their feet with joy, as if it was not enough to express the joy in their hearts. Then I kept reminiscing about the happy times together, and there were a lot of feelings. Of course, the most complained about: since the senior students complained that Leng Binghan had skipped a grade, why didn't they skip one or two more levels, and they could be in the same class as them; The first-graders complained that they were a little cold, and they couldn't be in the same class as him, especially those who were assigned to the first-grade class at that time, and they were very disappointed.

Once the person who comes is warmly acquainted, especially when the acquaintance who used to accompany them to play with Leng Binghan, Wen Wen is particularly enthusiastic, whether there is something or not, he will squeeze around Leng Binghan, quietly tilt his head, bend his eyes to watch them hug and talk lively, and occasionally insert a sentence or two to show his existence.

There are more students who don't know Leng Bing Han, and they all come to see the strange, what is this legendary Leng Bing Han, what does it look like, two noses or three eyes? They were so curious that the second grade class was like a zoo, and people walked and came. Even the students in the first class of the second grade, outside the classroom, would be dragged by others to ask all kinds of questions about the cold. It makes them both proud and bored.

Other than these, life in the second grade is dull and monotonous.

At that time, the primary school was not like now, where everything was learned, only two subjects of Chinese and mathematics, and a main subject that had to take the graduation exam - naturally, it did not start until the fourth grade, but there is no yet. The rest of the music, art, and physical education are all minor subjects, and it is okay to adjust them for entertainment, no matter how good the grades are, it is useless, and students should also be a more fun thing.

The homework in the second year must be extremely simple and challenging for any reborn who has gone to college, not to mention the cold cold of excellent grades in the previous life.

In the first few days, he was still reliving his childhood in elementary school with great interest, but within two days, he was really bored, looking at the teacher on the podium, turning over the topics that were really too simple to be simple, coming back, following the good and instructing, and teaching earnestly, in addition to admiring the teacher's patience, he couldn't lift the slightest spirit.

At the beginning, in order to respect the teacher, I really wanted to be a class leader to take the lead, and I endured it there, but then I couldn't help it, people sat there, but their thoughts wandered for nine days, either thinking about it here, or pondering it, and sometimes even bored enough to put the pen in their hands into the Netherworld Ring and take it out.

Of course, his teacher also noticed this, and if he wanted to replace other students, he would have been called up and reprimanded with seriousness or hiss, and then rushed to the corner of the classroom to stand and listen to the lecture as a punishment. But for the cold, how dare they? Not to mention that the principal Xie Changqing repeatedly told and said hello, even if there was no reason, they didn't want to offend Secretary Leng Yunyi, who was turning red and purple at the moment, and was in power. Leng Binghan didn't sleep in their class, made noise, and interfered with the normal order of the class, they were already very satisfied, how could they have any ideas?

What exactly should be done?

Leng Binghan was reborn, but he did nothing in his previous life, and he did not engage in politics, so he didn't pay much attention to any international policy direction since he was a child. And if you want to achieve a career, create a road of rebirth without regrets, and do not grasp the pulse of the policy in time, how can you take advantage of the trend?

Isn't the advantage of being born again being able to seize the opportunities that were missed?

Although Leng Binghan often took advantage of his father's office to play, he secretly read government publications such as "People's Daily" and "Half Moon Talk" subscribed by the district party committee to keep abreast of the latest policy trends, in order to judge the trend and steps of development with his advantage of foresight of many major events. But after all, he is only a primary school student, and Su Qi is a remote rural township, and the information is too closed.

After some hard thinking, Leng Binghan suddenly decided to sort out his thoughts, recall them, and sort out some of the more important things that will happen in recent years, and see if he can find good opportunities to take advantage of. Otherwise, if you accidentally ignore it and pass by the opportunity, you will be depressed to death.

It's a pity that there are too few memories of his past life in Leng Binghan's mind about the past few years, and after thinking about it, he only remembers a few general impressions, which are all due to the fact that in his previous life, the political exam for middle school graduation had to be examined, and he was forced to memorize it under the coercion of the teacher. In his previous life, he had no other characteristics in his cold study, only a strong and well-read memory, a good memory, and a sensitivity to words, which was also an important reason why he chose to study liberal arts.

On New Year's Day in 1986, the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China and the State Council issued the "Arrangements for Rural Work in 1986" (referred to as Document No. 1 of the Central Committee in 1986). The document points out: China's rural areas have begun to embark on the track of developing the commodity economy in a planned way. Agriculture and rural industry must develop in a coordinated manner, organically combining "no work, no wealth" and "no agriculture, no stability." In 1986, the general requirements for rural work were: to implement policies, carry out in-depth reforms, improve the conditions for agricultural production, organize prenatal and postnatal services, and promote the sustained, stable, and coordinated development of the rural economy.

On February 4, the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China and the State Council issued the "Regulations on Further Prohibiting Party and Government Organs and Party and Government Cadres from Doing Business and Running Enterprises." It is reiterated that party and government organs are not allowed to do business or run enterprises, and that cadres and workers of party and government organs are not allowed to hold positions in all kinds of enterprises unless they are specially approved.

On October 11, the State Council promulgated the Provisions on Encouraging Foreign Investment, encouraging foreign investors to set up Sino-foreign joint ventures, Sino-foreign cooperative joint ventures and foreign-funded enterprises in China.

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In order to prevent others from seeing his records and causing unnecessary trouble, Leng Binghan specially used a special shorthand method when recording.

This shorthand method was assigned to learn by the unit in Leng Binghan's previous life due to the need to do office work. In the process of recording, there will only be sporadic individual incoherent, no logical meaning of the text, some other commonly used words, with special symbols, for example: today's weather is very good, that can be represented by a circle, the following draw two horizontally, both fast, and confidential, unless the personnel who have participated in this professional learning and training can understand.

Of course, in 1985, this shorthand method should not have been invented, Leng Binghan should be the only one who understands, and he is naturally not afraid of the earth-shattering content he recorded, and there will be a second person who can understand it.

(The plot needs to be a shorthand way of fiction, so don't think about whether it's reasonable.) I don't know if there's anything like it, if there is, it's pure coincidence)

"What are you doing? Writing is not like writing, painting is not like painting, messy? The lesbian table on the side saw his "Book of Heaven" and was very curious, so she couldn't care that she was still in class, and asked him in a low voice.

The cold seats are in the third row. Anyone who has read the book knows that the best places in the classroom are the third and fourth rows. The first and second rows are too close to the blackboard, and when you look at the blackboard, you not only have to look up, but also often eat ash (there was no dust-free chalk at that time, as the teacher wiped the blackboard, the chalk ash flew everywhere, and the teacher was also susceptible to pneumonia, teaching and educating people, the teachers were indeed not easy, and deserved our respect).

And the seat is further back, far away from the podium and the blackboard, not to mention that it may be blocked by the black head in front of the view, that is, looking at the blackboard and listening to the content of the teacher's lecture will not be too clear due to the distance, and it will naturally be affected to a certain extent. Of course, these seats are also the favorite of students who don't like to study, after all, far away from the teacher, the chance of desertion and small actions being discovered by the teacher is naturally much smaller.

The third and fourth rows are generally the seats that many parents and students hope to do the most, and even many parents do not hesitate to come to the door with gifts to ask the teacher to arrange their children in such a good seat.

Of course, students who can sit in the third or fourth row are generally students with good grades in addition to related households. Leng Binghan can sit in such a seat, needless to say, it must be a special arrangement of the head teacher Li Zhixiong. It is not ordinary to be able to sit next to him, although he is not a class cadre, but his grades are quite good, and his final grades last semester were 96 points in Chinese and 99 points in mathematics, which was the first in the class and the third in the whole grade.

The cold lesbian table, named Chen Ting, is not tall, combs a long braid, looks delicate, very quiet, a little shy, not very talkative, when answering the teacher's questions, she also buries her head, and her voice is also very delicate, as if jumping out of her throat, she seems to be a little embarrassed. Leng Binghan has been at the same table with her for several days, and she rarely speaks, even if Leng Binghan talks to her, she buries her head, well, and her voice is not much louder than that of mosquitoes. More often, in between doing homework or reading books, I will secretly glance at the cold and cold, wanting to see what is different about this legendary boy.

After observing for a few days, she was very disappointed, this cold and cold, not only did she not listen carefully, she either sat in a daze and deserted, or she didn't know what to do, and she didn't do her job. I don't take notes, and I love to do homework, but the teacher never says anything.

If it weren't for the first day of school, when she saw Leng Binghan's calmness, self-confidence and courage, Chen Ting would never have imagined that the person around her was Leng Binghan, a genius prodigy who was praised by everyone and admired by herself.

Is this the huge gap between ideals and reality?

In today's math class, Leng Binghan was doing some strange things again, Chen Ting couldn't help it, so she mustered up the courage to ask him.

Counting it up, this is the first time that Chen Ting has taken the initiative to talk to Leng Binghan.

Who knew that Leng Bing Han didn't seem to hear it, she didn't raise her head, and continued to draw what she looked like a mess in her hand.

After about half a minute, even Chen Ting was suspicious that he really didn't hear it, and when he hesitated to ask again, he heard him whisper: "I didn't do anything, just playing around." ”

When Chen Ting heard this, her lungs were almost not blown up, and if someone asks you a question, it is enough not to answer for half a day, and he still uses such stupid words to perfunctory me. Fooling around, your parents paid you to study, is that what you are fooling around? Such a good paper and pen, I can't think of it for a long time, you don't know how to cherish it, so it's too much to waste it like this. Hmph, isn't it just a mess of drawing? What's so remarkable, so will I!

Chen Ting picked up the pen in her hand, drew the shape of the unconscious rules on the notebook, and muttered quietly while drawing, as if the hateful coldness was the paper in the notebook, which was being ruthlessly whipped by her with the pen in her hand, and again, again, see if he still dares to provoke me?

Thinking of the tragic situation of Leng Binghan in her pen, Chen Ting was very proud, and the anger in her heart seemed to have been vented a lot, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Chen Ting!" At this moment, the stern voice of Math Teacher Liu sounded in her ears.

"Ahh This sound was like a thunderbolt, waking Chen Ting up from the fantasy world, she stood up in a panic, her heart was up and down, uneasy, and there was only one thought in her heart: Oops, I was found by the teacher, what should I do? She secretly raised her head, just in time to see Mr. Liu's gaze through the thick glasses, and her heart immediately sank to the bottom.

At this time, she is ashamed and angry, she has always been a good student who is loved by the teacher, she listens carefully in class, today she is all to blame for being cold, if it weren't for him, how could she do such a thing, and she was caught by the teacher, and now she is going to be laughed to death by her classmates? What should I do if my parents won't spare me when I go home?

For a moment, she just felt that the sky was about to fall.

"Chen Ting, come up and solve the problem just now for the students to see."

"Ahh Good. Hearing that the teacher did not reprimand herself in public, Chen Ting breathed a sigh of relief, but the teacher had to solve the problem by himself, which was originally very normal, his grades were good, and the teacher often let himself solve the problem on the blackboard for everyone to see. However, I deserted just now, and I don't know which question the teacher asked me to solve.

What can I do? Her mind was in a mess, she was at a loss, and she couldn't move her body.

"The third question on page 4, with four calculations, the answer is 17!" Just when she was at a loss, a cold voice faintly sounded in her ears.

This voice, which originally made her grit her teeth with hatred, is now like a heavenly sound. She looked at Leng Binghan with some surprise, Leng Binghan still buried his head, and continued to draw his "Book of Heaven", as if he hadn't spoken to her just now.

However, the situation is urgent at this moment, and Chen Ting can't take care of it much, whether it's right or not, she can only be a dead horse doctor. She glanced at the textbook and saw the question clearly, then quickly stepped up to the podium, picked up the chalk and began to solve the problem.

The topic is not difficult, Chen Ting's foundation is also very good, and with the cold hint, the problem was quickly solved.

Teacher Liu glanced at Chen Ting meaningfully, invited her back to her seat, and continued to explain the topic to everyone.

After returning to her seat, Chen Ting's hanging heart finally relaxed. The toss just now, although there was no danger, it was like riding a roller coaster, like wandering around the edge of death, which still made her feel very afraid. At this moment, she didn't dare to get distracted anymore, so she quickly tried to concentrate so that she could listen carefully.

After waiting for a while, her mood calmed down a little, but while listening to the teacher's explanation, she was wondering in her heart: Leng Binghan has been deserting, how did he know which question? And how do you know the answer? Could it be that he is really a real genius? But why should he help me?

Thinking about it to no avail, but she is still in class, and she has been warned by Teacher Liu once, and now her heart is still pounding, she doesn't dare to do anything wrong. Thinking of this, she was very aggrieved, Leng Binghan has always been unprofessional, the teacher doesn't care, she deserts a little, and she almost looks foreign. The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, and she couldn't help but turn her head again and glared at Leng Bing coldly.

After Teacher Liu walked out of the classroom, Chen Ting couldn't hold back any longer, and hurriedly asked Leng Binghan, "Why do you want to help me?" ”

"Did I help you?" Leng Binghan stretched lazily and said slowly: "Such a simple question is nothing to you, I didn't help you." With that, he began tossing his stuff again.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Leng Binghan's attitude, what he said was quite to his liking. Originally, I was so smart, my grades were so good, and such a simple question didn't need his reminder, and it was easy. She was a little smug.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt that this person was not so annoying.

But after all, she owed him a favor, Chen Ting tilted her head and thought about it, and after a while, she seemed to have finally made up her mind, so she whispered to Leng Binghan: "Zhao Xin found someone to beat you on the road after school this afternoon, you had better ask for leave and go home early in the afternoon, so as not to run into them." ”