Chapter 70 Low-Key Daily Report

On August 27, it was sunny.

It rained a lot at night, so I got up early in the morning, the air was fresh, and my heart and lungs were cleansed.

Wu Tao originally planned to go to Beijiang Middle School to register alone, but Wu Binghua insisted on sending it.

I don't have anything to take, I just need to bring the person and the notice.

As for food and clothing, even all the letters and magazines received since August were all delivered by Aunt Hua to the residence in the city.

Regarding the layout of the residence, Aunt Hua paid so much attention to every detail that it was outrageous.

Not only is it completely new inside and out, but it is also colorful. If you add gongs and drums and sprinkle some flowers, it will definitely be mistaken for the wedding room of the newlyweds.

For this reason, Aunt Hua paid part of her own pocket, and Wu Tao wanted to reimburse her, but she refused. In her opinion, to do things for Wu Tao, one should not only do one's best, but also one should do one's best.

Even if you have money, you still can't change your fear of being in debt.

Having said that, Wu Binghua rolled out the brand-new Qianjiang 125 motorcycle from the shed, and wiped it with a dry cloth lovingly.

The reason why he insisted on sending his son to report for duty was that firstly this was a good opportunity for the new car to come in handy; secondly, as the father who was the number one in the high school entrance examination, it was really unreasonable not to show his face and enjoy the compliments from other parents.

Wu Tao has a look of disgust for this motorcycle. The bright red body is matched with black cushion covers, and the bright engine is full of sense of technology. These two points can be tolerated.

The only two things I can't stand are, one is the square red tail box, which is really dirty and destroys the smoothness of the whole vehicle; the other is that it has two wheels, which is to some extent the same as the Erba Dagang. Meat covered with iron, the safety factor is not high, or even worse.

After trying three or four times, he finally mastered the rhythm of clutch and ignition. Wu Binghua finally started the ignition. He shook his head and said, "Son, get in the car!"

On the other side, Xiao Jiang rushed out with a mouthful of boiled eggs and shouted, "Dad, I want to sit, I want to sit..."

Pushing Xiao Jiang aside, Wu Tao straddled him with great determination.

"I'm going to report to the city, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Xiao Jiang put his hands on his hips, "Huh, I also start school today, and I want my dad to send me too!"

"You are less than 200 meters away from school, and you want to go to school by motorcycle. Are you in a panic?"

Xiao Jiang grinned, revealing his mouth full of egg whites and yolks, and cried, "Mom, Mom, look at brother..."

At this moment, Aunt Hua walked in and said comfortingly, "Xiao Jiang, Aunt Hua will send you and Heidan to school with a small pedal later, okay?"

"No, I don't!" Now that you have cried, you must achieve your goal. Xiaojiang cried and made noise, "I want to ride on Dad's big motorcycle, big motorcycle..."

At this time, Zhang Huilan rushed out of the kitchen and stuffed a bag of boiled eggs into her son's arms.

Wu Tao was speechless for a moment. The family is so well-off, why are there still boiled eggs and hard-boiled eggs? Can't my old lady change something new? Anyway, if you have money in your pocket, you don't have to worry about food.

Amid Xiao Jiang's cries, Wu Binghua, Zhang Huilan, and Aunt Hua greeted each other, released the clutch, and the motorcycle drove steadily out of the house.

Fifteen minutes later, I just arrived at the northern suburbs of the city.

Seeing himself being quickly overtaken by the 28 bars next to him, Wu Tao gave a thumbs up and said, "Dad, you drive really steadily!"

"Of course, it's amazing that this thing rides fast. We're not in a hurry, and we don't need to work hard. Let's ride slowly~"

Wu Tao nodded, "I think so too, and Dad, if you drink alcohol in the future, no matter how much you drink, don't ride a motorcycle rashly. Our family's life has just improved, so everything should be stable."

"I know." Wu Binghua nodded.

After a while, Wu Binghua said without saying a word: "Tao, I want to do something else during the Chinese New Year, what do you think?"

Wu Tao's spirit was revived. This was the awakening of consciousness, and he didn't need to mobilize himself. So he slapped his legs and said, "Okay, Dad, I support you to make a breakthrough!"

"If you don't take advantage of your youth, you will be old..." Wu Binghua grinned and sighed.

Not long after, the father and son arrived at the east gate of Beijiang Middle School.

Looking back, the small alley that we walked over step by step was crowded with all kinds of cars, motorcycles, pedestrians and luggage.

"I knew I was coming by bicycle, at least it wouldn't be so difficult to get in." Wu Binghua said with lingering fear, and stuffed the motorcycle into the parking lot on the south side of the door.

An aunt ran over quickly and stretched out her hand: "Parking fee is 50 cents!"

Wu Binghua just wanted to complain about being really filthy, but he was afraid of embarrassing his son, so he bought it readily.

Stepping into the east gate, Wu Tao looked around, and was about to witness the splendor of the city's famous key middle school, when he was suddenly amused.

I saw many students wearing golden retriever T-shirts in the crowd of people.

For boys and girls, there are 20 patterns in the whole series of golden retriever photos, all of which are available.

Such a large-scale clash of shirts did not cause any embarrassment or discomfort, which is enough to prove the popularity of the cute style.

Apart from being slightly proud, Wu Tao suddenly felt that this was the life he should have, a life of youth, a life of flying, immersed in the breath of youth that rushed to his face.

As for those days in Jinling, they were really too mature, too dull, and too intriguing.

When I came back to my senses, I began to appreciate the campus demeanor where I was about to live for three years.

As a key high school with the strongest teachers and the strongest investment in Beijiang City, Beijiang Middle School's style is a level higher than that of township middle schools or even other urban middle schools.

The brand-new Pentagon Library is located in the center of the campus, next to the small lake in Crescent Bay.

Three teaching buildings extend from the side of the pentagon building, forming an ingenious pattern of child-mother buildings.

It's just that the floor is not high, just four floors, not enough to accommodate all the teachers and students in the school. So on the east side of the campus, two square teaching buildings were erected, extending to the edge of the basketball court and football field.

In the end, his eyes fell on the parents who accompanied the report, and he realized that there were no more than two types of students who could enter this school.

One type is based on the IQ or score test to get a foothold; the other type is a place bought from the family's financial background.

More subtly, these two types of students will share the same education and live in harmony.

Because today's educational philosophy advocates educational fairness and equal treatment, naturally there will be no fast and slow classes, experimental classes and the like.

The father and son came to the bulletin board next to Crescent Lake, where the latest high school placement list had been posted.

Squeezing through the crowd on the inner three floors and the outer three floors, Wu Tao finally found his place - No. 1, Class One, Senior One.

At the same time, unfortunately, An Rong was really not in the same class as him, but was assigned to the fourth class.

Not only that, the dozen or so people admitted to Binhu Junior High School were almost evenly divided into 14 classes.

Based on his understanding of their rankings, Wu Tao roughly deduced that the division of classes this time was indeed based on their admission scores. In this way, the average grades of each class are generally balanced.

There are no fast and slow classes, and no experimental classes.

The first update, ask for tickets, freshly released tickets, don't forget. I'll watch them one by one, really. In addition, the second watch is ten ten o'clock, the old time. Just because I performed supernormally, I wrote in the middle of the night, and I saved a chapter, quack...