On the day he went to school, Liu Quande drove a tractor of cement bricks that he had newly bought to pull the roads and carried Nan Chu and one of her very small suitcases under the attention of all the towns.

They did not look at the beginning of the South, but at the new tractor.

……

Tractors can't enter the city, so Liu Quande just sent Nanchu to the county's station.

Nan Chu got out of the car and had a gray-black suitcase in his hand.

Liu Quande rubbed his hands and took out a cotton bag from his pocket.

Some thick.

"Nanchu, when I was at the beginning, I was only admitted to the high school in the county, and you were admitted to the provincial capital and the city in one fell swoop, and you lived up to my hopes! The money in there...... It's your tuition and living expenses for the semester. If it's not enough, you tell me. The provincial capital is far away, and it is not easy to go back and forth, you call me and I will send you the money, or I will send you money to your teacher and let him transfer it to you. ”

Liu Quande pinched the cloth bag very hard, gray and yellow, which matched Nan Chu's suitcase very well.

Nan Chu took it with both hands, took a step back, and bowed to Liu Quande.

Bow at 90 degrees, three times.

"Thank you, Headmaster!"

She can't say much, she thinks that only studying hard, working hard for scholarships, and getting admitted to a good university are worth a thousand words.

Liu Quande sighed and patted her shoulder: "Go, you will have a great future in the future!" The principal believes in you, and you have to believe in yourself. ”

Although this sentence is ordinary, it has inspired Nan Chu for many years.

I believe in you, and you have to believe in yourself.

This sentence has no power in itself, but it has become the spiritual food of Nan Chu in the future, inspiring her to work hard, be brave, and be determined.

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At the beginning of the year, Nan Chu took a train from the county station to the city's railway station, and then transferred to the provincial railway station.

After several tosses, it was already ten o'clock in the evening when I got off the train.

Nanchu set off from the principal's house at four o'clock in the morning, and it has been ten o'clock in the evening.

The train station was still crowded, and Nan Chu was holding his stomach and dragging his luggage, feeling like a leaf floating in the air and being blown by the wind.

Drifting away, I don't know where to go.

Panicked, unable to feel at ease.

She knew that the school was closed now, so she found a corner, covered herself with her suitcase, took off her school bag, took out the water and dry food inside, ate a few bites, and slept on her stomach.

This was Nanchu's first night in the provincial capital, and he slept at the train station.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and she wasn't afraid of being known.

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At dawn, she went to the bathroom, washed her face briefly, and dragged her suitcase to school.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Nan Chu registered, received the quilt, went to the dormitory to put things and make the bed.

She didn't know how many people were in the same dormitory or how many came.

When she was done, she went to the public bathhouse to take a bath.

Coming out of the bathhouse, Nan Chu's hair was wet, and he was carrying a bucket and a kettle in his hands, and inside were changed clothes.

Shuttling through the crowd, she didn't pay any attention to what was going on nearby, focusing only on herself.

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Five meters away, a couple of boys in jerseys and basketball passed by and headed for another way.

"Lie X, Yibei, why does that girl look so stupid! Hahaha...... Look at her dress, tsk...... The old wind! It's a pity that this face is hey! ”

Lin Yibei was wearing a white shirt with a big red logo on it, and the shorts on his lower body were opposite, with red pants with a white logo.

Pair it with tonal sneakers – it's a perfect match.

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle and fed it to his mouth, and at the same time he looked down and forgot to swallow.

Okay, Nanchu, here is the provincial focus.