Chapter 21, red envelopes and new directions
Chen Guohua rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and had already retreated behind the crowd.
As the saying goes, a good man never suffers immediate consequences. If he was punched with such a small body, he would definitely be in pain for ten days and a half.
Young people of seventeen or eighteen years old do things without regard for the consequences.
When the blood is rising, let alone fighting, killing people will not blink an eye.
Therefore, it is not a shameful thing to retreat.
"What are you all doing here?"
At the door of the classroom, the teacher suddenly shouted loudly.
The angry Hao Chaoyue was brought back to reality.
A few minutes later, the teacher's office.
Su Xiuwan looked at the three people in front of her with hatred.
A study committee member, a college boy, and a country kid.
It was obvious that the three of them had no intersection at all, but they still caused trouble.
"Hao Chaoyue, are you good at fighting? Do you always hit people?"
"Yu Xiaoli, I'm embarrassed to say this to you. As a girl, it's not easy for you to study. Why do you still want to learn how to fall in love?"
"Chen Guohua, you too, don't you know how to give in to your female classmates?"
The three of them were severely scolded by Teacher Su.
But this reprimand made Hao Chaoyue's eyes sparkle and he became even more angry.
But Yu Xiaoli's face turned red and he lowered his head in silence. How could he dare to refute and defend? As for Chen Guohua, his expression became even more helpless. This was a pure and innocent disaster.
After coming out of the teacher's office, Hao Chaoyue stared at Chen Guohua.
"Chen Guohua, wait for me!"
"If you like to wait so much, then you can wait slowly."
Chen Guohua rolled his eyes, turned around and left.
Hao Chaoyue was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but Teacher Su coughed from behind.
He was so frightened that he had to leave in despair.
Returning to class again, Chen Guohua found that something was very wrong with the way everyone looked at him.
However, he didn't care.
Luo Feng came over, gave a thumbs up and said: "Guohua, you are so awesome. It turns out that Yu Xiaoli is pursuing you."
"But why didn't you agree? How beautiful is Yu Xiaoli?"
Chen Guohua was speechless for a moment and said: "Have you finished your homework? The final exam is in more than ten days. Are you ready? The college entrance examination is in six months. Are you confident that you can get into college?"
Sanlian asked back, immediately silencing Luo Feng.
After the storm calmed down, Chen Guohua continued his great work of copying books.
In the next period of time, Class [-], Grade [-], became much calmer.
Chen Guohua, who worked hard to copy books, handed his notebook to Liang Dadong every few days.
The latter would invite him out to a restaurant for a big meal.
The standard price for each meal is basically about one yuan.
With two days left before the final exam, Chen Guohua finally finished copying books.
When he gave the last notebook to Liang Dadong.
The latter still invited him to a restaurant for a feast as usual.
After eating, Liang Dadong suddenly took out a red envelope and handed it to him.
"Guohua, thank you so much for this time."
"I know many authors or translators who receive very high remuneration, but you also know that my salary is not much."
"This red envelope is not much, it is just a little bit of my gratitude. Please accept it."
However, Chen Guohua froze on the spot.
The other person's words suddenly woke him up.
Yes, if you want to make money in this era, it seems that you can do it by writing books.
Why didn't he think of it?
And you foolishly worked as a copywriter for more than half a month? Big loss!
"Guohua, what's wrong with you?"
Liang Dadong was a little confused and pushed Chen Guohua, who took a while to come to his senses. "Brother Dadong, I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now."
Chen Guohua sneered and said:
"You are too polite. You have invited me to dinner so many times. I can't accept this red envelope!"
"That won't work!"
Although it hurt a little, Liang Dadong knew that this red envelope must be given out.
Apart from other things, Chen Guohua has such ability and will definitely not be bad in the future.
His red envelope can be regarded as an early investment.
Anyway, it is right to have a good relationship with Chen Guohua.
The two pushed each other for a while, and finally Chen Guohua had to accept the red envelope.
After he accepted the red envelope, Liang Dadong smiled.
My heart was bleeding, but on the surface it was still calm.
"You will have the exam in two days, right? I wish you success and a title on the gold list!"
"Thank you, Brother Dadong, but this is not how the title of the gold list is used."
The two chatted for a while, and then they went back to their homes.
After returning to No. 65 Middle School, Chen Guohua no longer read books, but was thinking about creation.
Wanting to be a writer and earn royalties is easy to say, but not so easy to do.
First of all, we have to consider the special circumstances of this era, and not just any novel can be written.
The second thing is to consider the Siberian cold wind in a few years, which will also have a great impact.
"No, I'll be a freelance translator, won't that be the end of it?"
Suddenly, he thought of something.
If you become a translator, you won't have these worries.
Although you may not be able to make more money as a translator, being safe is the most important thing.
"It's better to finish the final exam now."
The final exam was coming soon, so Chen Guohua naturally couldn't worry about other things.
In the past half month, in order to copy books and review, he didn't have time to go to the street office to inquire about the Beijing household registration.
Not to mention the translation thing.
I took out the red envelope from my pocket. There was only a big unity card in it.
Although the money is not much, it represents Liang Dadong's heart.
Including the money he paid for treating Chen Guohua to a total of five meals, the total was ten yuan.
Of course, Liang Dadong also ate it and removed half of it. What fell into Chen Guohua's pocket was seven dollars and fifty cents.
I used this money to buy a book with more than 100 pages of maintenance knowledge.
It should be said that Liang Dadong suffered a big loss.
In Xinhua Bookstore, the normal selling price of a book ranges from a few cents to two or three yuan.
For example, the Xinhua Dictionary book published in [-] was sold for one yuan.
It cannot be calculated simply like this, after all, knowledge is priceless.
What's more, Liang Dadong felt that with this book by Chen Guohua, he could definitely be promoted to a second-level worker as long as he understood it thoroughly.
He is a maintenance worker, and the salary of a first-level worker is 33 yuan.
For second-level workers, the salary is 38 yuan and [-] cents.
Therefore, the seven and a half cents given to Chen Guohua was nothing.
Two days later, the final exam for the first semester of senior high school came as scheduled.
Chen Guohua, who was well prepared, walked into the classroom confidently and prepared for the exam.
The college entrance examination system of [-] is already relatively close to that of later generations.
The exam is divided into three categories: science and engineering, medicine and agriculture, literature, history, politics, law, and finance.
Chen Guohua is a science and engineering major, and the subjects he needs to take exams are native language, political knowledge, mathematics, physics and chemistry.
In the classroom that served as the examination room, Luo Feng winked at Chen Guohua and said:
"Guohua, are you nervous?"
(End of this chapter)