Last year, the child under the leadership was admitted to the Department of Mathematics of Tsinghua University. I knew in advance. After a meeting, I pretended to flatter myself and asked which school the child was admitted to. At that time, his expression and gentle tone made me remember deeply. This year I also became a father, and on a whim, I would like to ask a question.
I didn’t take the college entrance examination and the contest is recommended, but the feelings of my parents are probably the same, right? On January 7, 2003 (it is impossible to forget this day), Wuhan University announced the final results of the Chemistry Winter Camp. I won the national first prize and was selected for the training team, and then “walked around” the admissions site with the high school principal and teachers. I really need to visit, because there are more than 20 school admissions teachers on the scene-you are not wrong, basically 985. I was born in a rural area, and all the schools on the site were beyond my parents’ imagination. According to the results, I can choose all schools except Peking University, and Peking University needs additional exams (if I remember correctly, it is a basic level test, 6 questions in 15 minutes). In addition, apart from Peking University, Tsinghua University and HKUST, all majors in other schools are optional. The principal said, let’s just look at Peking University and Tsinghua University. I followed with a dazed expression and didn’t know what to say. After consulting with the teacher at the admissions office, the principal asked me if I had any ideas? I said, no, I feel that both schools are pretty good. The principal said, otherwise, call your home. I said my mom was working outside and didn’t have a mobile phone. Call my dad. Then we went back to the room together, the principal called, turned on the speakerphone, and the first sentence was connected. The principal said, your son is going to sign now, which one will Peking University and Tsinghua University choose? There was silence on the other side of the phone for half a minute, and I heard the roar of the car. Finally my dad spoke on the other end, saying that he was on the highway and there was a service area right away, and he would call after he parked the car. My dad was a truck driver and he was delivering goods all year round. He was delivering goods in Hunan at the time. There were two drivers in the car with him. He was driving the car when he answered the phone, and there was another cargo owner in the car. I found out afterwards. He was stunned when he answered the call. He quickly parked the car to the emergency lane. After a while, he didn’t know what to say, so he said to call the service area again. He didn’t dare to continue and let another The driver changed and drove for a while. About ten minutes later, the call came, and my dad said, what was said on the phone just now, can you say it again? The principal repeated it, but my dad was stunned again and asked if it was true, so I had to interrupt and say it was true. My dad said that Tsinghua University does not need to take the exam again. What if he fails to pass the Peking University exam? The principal explained that the topic is very simple and it will definitely pass. So my dad had no choice but to say, let the children decide for themselves, whichever is good. So, the hardest choice in this history-Beijing University or Shanghai Tsinghua University-still fell on my head. That night, I had passed the Peking University exam, confirmed that I would be admitted in half a year, and called my dad again. He was eating at the time and was a treat by the owner of the goods. The consignor’s family is a big local tyrant in our region, the top three in the county, he is the brother of the big boss. During the phone call, he congratulated me and asked us where we were. At that time, they were not far from Changsha, and the owner said that he could not deliver the goods temporarily, and wanted to drive to Wuhan to invite me to dinner. After learning that we would leave after the closing ceremony at noon the next day, he gave up. My dad said that he had already called my mother, and he didn’t dare to say that the university was chosen at random. He was afraid of frightening her. He just said that he might have to take the exam again. After passing the exam, he can go to Peking University and Tsinghua University. I had to call my mother again, and I could hear her voice very excited, but fortunately, my dad touched it first. My family is in Rugao, Jiangsu, but I went to high school in Suzhou, 160 kilometers apart. When I returned to my alma mater in Suzhou from Wuhan, it was already the next night. I waited until the morning to call home again. At this time, my dad was still on his way home. My mother said that she hadn’t slept for two nights and still couldn’t believe it was true. When my dad went home, she would discuss how to inform relatives, for fear that relatives would think it was a “fraud” (original words). But later it was not so complicated, but more dramatic. Because the school decided to drive to my house to announce the good news, it became a matter of course to notify relatives and friends to be there. It was the same cargo owner who came forward after hearing the news and put a firecracker of several hundred meters on the side of the road, which continued from my home to the next village. After the convoy entered the artillery battle area, he greeted the workers in his family to put them in order. Although they did not discuss in advance, the driver was very cooperative. They drove wherever they were. It lasted for more than ten minutes. Then, as expected, the whole village and the next door. Thousands of people surrounded the village, and the eighty-something old lady ran from the field to this side with one foot shallow and one foot, and all the cars passing by came to a halt. I saw my parents standing at the intersection from a long distance. I was happy, but I was obviously nervous. The relatives next to me held them with flowers, but they kept refusing. I was at a loss. When I got out of the car, I was dizzy. After all, I haven’t been at home for many years. Many of my neighbors didn’t know me. The gangs crowded into the house, Wuyang Wuyang, and the yard was completely blocked. So far, they all feel that this is just a dream, because they only knew that after going to university, the legendary Peking University was not so good. Their son hadn’t made as much money as the same tablemate who dropped out of junior high school. So I started to hear the new version of “Other People’s Children”: What good is it for you to read so many years of books? The so-and-so, the pork seller has become the boss; the so-and-so, the pork seller has given birth to two babies; the so-and-so, the child is the eldest, don’t think that it is not good to go to school, but it looks like doing business; that Everyone, his children are selling pork with him… (By the way, many people think that the parents of families whose grades are between Peking University and Tsinghua University will be very peaceful. However, from the family I know, this situation is almost No, no matter how calm the parents are, those who really know their children can go to Peking University and Tsinghua University are all too happy to find North. The difference is that some parents are more concerned about how to choose a major. The only exception is the children of Beiqing. Their parents have already I’ve been on it, and a feeling of “Oh, I know” is understandable, but judging from the samples I have, there are no exceptions in other situations. Those whose parents are intellectuals will pay more attention.