June gilded, the sun is like fire.

It was as if the clouds had been burned and disappeared without a trace.

The white cement pavement is dazzling.

"There is not necessarily a beautiful sky after the storm, and there will be a rainbow if the sky is not clear. So if you look innocent, it doesn't mean that you are ignorant. Not all relationships have a beginning and an end, and the end of loneliness is not necessarily scary. But life is inevitable, and the first pain ......"

A boy in a simple white T-shirt, black slacks and metal-framed glasses looking clean and unpretentious in the sun was riding his little pedal while humming a song he had just learned.

Although he only remembered a few lyrics, and although he sang out of tune, a bright smile still spread on his face from time to time.

His name is Wen Xu.

Love the language of the text, the rising sun of the rising sun.

This road is the road he has to walk every day for half a month, and the place he goes to is the place where he has worked in the factory every day for half a month.

However, this time, unlike usual, he went to resign.

The town is not big, turn into a small road from the main road, and ride slowly for a few minutes before you arrive.

The gate of the factory is about ten meters wide, which is wider than the gate of Wenxu High School.

The five big characters of "Qizhen Textile Factory" are engraved on the plaque with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

There was still a quarter of an hour before the start of work, and Wen Xu waited in the shade of the tree at the door.

At this time, in the middle of summer afternoon, at the hottest time of the day, half of the town was hidden in the shadows of the trees, and the cicadas chirped from the flourishing foliage like the constant noise of the radio.

The cool breath of the shade of the trees passed by, and Wen Xu's mind was extremely clear.

He likes these moments very much, and his clear mind allows him to think freely and reminisce about the past.

The time of more than half a month also came to mind bit by bit.

More than half a month ago, on June 7 and 8, it was the year of the college entrance examination, and Wen Xu, who was in his fourth year of high school, took his second college entrance examination.

With the regret and unwillingness of failing the first college entrance examination, he really wanted to fight for a breath in the second college entrance examination.

However, when taking the math test, Wen Xu, who suffered from heat stroke, did not perform well, and even had a big problem that he did not do, which hit him again.

It should be mentioned here that Wen Xu is a science student, the best subjects are mathematics and physics, and it is easy to achieve an excellent score of 120 in Chinese, as for English, chemistry, and biology that require a lot of knowledge points to memorize, it is to thank God and thank God for thanking fate if you can pass.

To sum it up in one sentence, mathematics and physics are the thighs, and English, chemistry, and biology are the laggards.

The two-day college entrance examination passed quickly, and the disheartened Wen Xu dragged his suitcase home.

When his father asked him how he did in the exam, he could only say "I don't know".

The next day, Wen Xu entrusted his mother's friend to enter the factory as a temporary worker.

It was almost time, and two or three people walked to the factory one after another, pulling Wen Xu back to reality.

When they went in, they would all glance at Wen Xu a few times, probably wondering how Wen Xu, who looked like a scholar, was here.

Wen Xu will also look back at the past. Although he is not familiar with the people in the factory, Wen Xu still admires them.

The factory operates in three shifts, or in the words of the townspeople, "three shifts".

Three rounds a day, one change in three days, and one cycle in nine days.

Wen Xu's first day at work was the evening shift, and yesterday was the evening shift, and he just got off work this morning.