Yu Jianguo naturally knows how difficult it is to take the university entrance examination in this year, and the factory has opened this night school for many years, and a student was successfully admitted to the junior college the year before last, which is also the only result of the night school for employees of the Red Star Gear Factory in the past few years.

However, night schools must still be opened, because there are policies above, and night schools can also be regarded as a project to enrich the spare time life of employees, so the money still has to be spent, and the school still has to be run.

Therefore, Yu Jianguo didn't believe that Duan Yun would be admitted to Yeda no matter what.

"Xiaolan, what your dad said makes sense, you have to listen. At this time, Kong Xiu'e also understood this matter thoroughly, and only listened to her continue: "Xiao Duan is a good boy, but the conditions of his family are not worthy of you, no matter how much you jump in this life, you can only be a worker, and you can only be a workshop leader or something...... You see your eldest sister, when she went to the countryside to cut the queue before, she also had a good match, but after returning to the city, didn't the two break up? Later, I figured it out, and found your brother-in-law who graduated from the technical secondary school in the 616 factory and worked in the office of the quality inspection department, the house was also divided, the TV set was also bought, and their department also sent things during the New Year's holidays, how comfortable it was to live this day...... The treatment of this worker is a big difference with that of the leader, and if you get married, you need firewood, rice, oil, and salt to live, and you are so young and beautiful, what kind of conditions can you not find? Mom and Dad, this is all for your good......

"Mom, it's my own business who I want to be nice to......" Yu Shulan gritted her teeth, and then said: "Besides, I heard that Duan Yun can also get a house as a model worker this time?"

Yu Shulan obviously has her own ideas, and she still likes Duan Yun very much.

"You kid, we don't eat oil and salt, why don't you listen to what you say?" Kong Xiu'e said with a frown.

"I'm going to class. Yu Shulan said, turned around and walked quickly to her room, took the pen and notebook, and was about to open the door and leave.

"If you leave, you won't have to come back in the future!" At this time, Yu Jianguo's face sank and said, "You don't have to call our parents in the future, we don't have your daughter!"

"Old Yu ......" Kong Xiu'e saw that her husband's face was not right, and tried to persuade her.

"Let her go!!"

Yu Jianguo slapped the table violently, took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a puff.

At this time, after Yu Shulan heard her father's reprimand, she stood motionless at the door, trembling slightly.

After half a ring, Yu Shulan, who was already in tears, covered her face and turned around and returned to her room, and her whimpering cries resounded throughout the room......

......

In the evening, when Duan Yun went to the night school, he unexpectedly found that Yu Shulan did not appear.

However, Duan Yun didn't take it seriously, after all, everyone has their own business, and Yu Shulan has never been very keen on learning.

Today, the teacher did not give a lecture, but first conducted a quiz in class, and then gave each person a few mimeographed important test points.

Obviously, there is less than a half left before this year's adult college entrance examination, and for candidates, it is undoubtedly entering a sprint stage.

Duan Yun picked up the information and looked at it twice, and after feeling that it was not difficult for him, he put it aside.

Cheng Qingyan, who was sitting on the other side, looked very seriously, picked up the textbook, compared the information from time to time, and carefully marked it with a pen.

Although Cheng Qingyan's textbooks are wrapped in calendar paper, they are still a little old when they are worn, and they are obviously read more often.

In fact, there is still a great opportunity for secondary school students like Cheng Qingyan to take the night college exam, after all, the foundation of the four-year secondary school is still much stronger than that of high school students who only have two years in some places today.

In the later generations of undergraduates and master's students, when it comes to secondary school students, everyone is afraid that the impression of "bad grades" flashes in everyone's mind. But in the 80s of the last century, the identity of "secondary school students, middle school teachers and students" was a very glorious thing.

In the 80s, secondary school students and teachers and students were directly admitted from junior high school students, and junior high school students with better grades were first admitted to the middle school teacher or technical secondary school, and if they were not admitted to the technical secondary school, they would go to high school and university.

Students who can be admitted to secondary school are among the best in their classes and grades, and they can basically be admitted to schools such as 985 in the current college entrance examination.

The reason why people liked to take the technical secondary school or middle school teacher examination at that time was because going to the technical secondary school was equivalent to jumping out of the agricultural gate, becoming a national cadre, and a person who ate commercial grain. You don't have to wait three years of high school to get into college and then go to work. In the era of the planned economy, no one would want to spend a few more years on what could be harvested in the near future.

From this point of view, Cheng Qingyan, who had excellent grades in her student days, actually has a good chance of success in the night college entrance examination.

After class, the two left the classroom together as usual.

"Why didn't Xiaolan come today. After walking out of the classroom, Duan Yun asked Cheng Qingyan casually.

"I don't know, but when she got off work in the afternoon, she said I'll see you in the evening...... Maybe there's something to do at home?" Cheng Qingyan said.

"That's right. Duan Yun nodded when he heard this.

"You still care about her. Cheng Qingyan pursed her lips and said to Duan Yun with a smile.

As Yu Shulan's best friend for many years, Cheng Qingyan naturally knows her good impression of Duan Yun.

"They're all friends, I'm just asking. Duan Yun smiled slightly, and then said, "The main thing is to discuss with her where we should go this Sunday." ”

"Hmm. Cheng Qingyan nodded, and then said: "There will be more than a month before the adult college entrance examination, I feel that you should work hard, and stay at home on Sunday to read more books......

"Forget it, the college entrance examination has never been something that can be solved by grinding a gun in battle, and this year's exam can be left to fate. Duan Yun pouted and said.

"Actually, I feel that you are really smart, the people in the technical department are more educated than you, but they only know how to read dead books, and they talk about theoretical things endlessly, but in practical work applications, they don't know how to live and learn, lack creativity......" Cheng Qingyan pondered for a while, and then said: "I don't know where you learned the mechanical knowledge, but from the design plan of this technical competition, your technology is completely enough to ...... the engineer level"

"Haha, I'll be proud if you say that again. Duan Yun said with a smile when he heard this.

"What I said is true, in fact, even my father, he is not as good as ...... in some technical details" Cheng Qingyan felt inappropriate halfway through her words, and then said: "It is indeed very difficult to be admitted to Night University, but I feel that you are really talented, as long as you are willing to work hard, if you can't do it in one or two years, you should still be very hopeful to be admitted in three or four years......"