Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 181 A boring fight over the bed

Especially those children, who have always been the focus of everyone's attention in the past. If they were not extraordinary local prodigies, they would not be able to come here to attend the youth class. However, they did not expect that as soon as they signed up, their limelight would be completely stolen by others.

, and he suddenly changed from a protagonist to a supporting role. The huge psychological gap was really difficult for them to accept, so they couldn't help but look at Leng Binghan's eyes with a feeling of hatred and hostility.

"What's going on?" Yangliu on the side gently tugged at the corner of Leng Binghan's clothes and asked in a lowered voice. She had no idea that this little brother she "picked up" on the road would bring such a sensation.

Is he famous? Otherwise, why would everyone talk about him anymore? But why have I never heard of him?

However, Leng Binghan was also confused about this, and could only respond to her with an unclear look.

Even though Leng Binghan's character was calm and composed, it still made him quite uncomfortable to be watched and discussed by everyone like this, and to be the focus of all the attention at the scene. Fortunately, there were not many people, and the teachers and student union cadres were talking with their hands.

There was no idle time at all, the procedures were completed very quickly. After paying the relevant fees, I got a bunch of receipts and certificates. Leng Binghan officially became a very special member of Peking University.

It is difficult to explain clearly how I feel in my heart at this time, realizing a somewhat extravagant dream in my previous life in a way that I have never thought of before.

Almost running away from the crowd, Leng Binghan used this to warn himself that he could never become a public figure. This feeling really made him feel uncomfortable. At the same time, he also lamented that college tuition fees are really too cheap these days.

Tuition fees, book fees, and accommodation fees all add up to only a few hundred yuan per year.

In fact, before the country reformed the university system and turned universities into commercial operations, almost all the expenses of college students were borne by the state. The most that parents had to bear was some book fees and accommodation fees. Even so, students had to pay for school fees every month.

There are also dozens of dollars in state subsidies.

Later, after the expansion of university enrollment, it became easier to get into college, but the value of college students became lower and lower, and eventually graduation was equivalent to unemployment. Moreover, tuition fees that often cost tens of thousands a year really prohibitive for many families.

Leng Binghan had caught up with such a last train in his previous life. He clearly remembered that the year he entered school, there were less than a thousand freshmen in the school, but by the year he graduated, the school had more than 5,000 new students.

The tuition and accommodation fees have also increased from 3,000 per year to 8,000 per year. While this brings huge financial revenue to the school and the country, it is difficult to provide resources such as teachers, supporting equipment and facilities, and teaching environment.

Students’ study and life are fully supported and guaranteed.

Whether this reform is successful or not, it is difficult for those who are involved in it to know its true face, and it is easy to be biased when commenting on it, but I think history will have a fair and just definition of this in the future.

Just when Leng Binghan was distracted and his thoughts were scattered, Yang Liu had already taken him into the dormitory building of the juvenile class. With the fee receipt, he received the dormitory key and uniform bedding and sheets in the door duty room.

Due to the special characteristics of the junior class students, the school did not arrange them with ordinary college students. Instead, they were placed in a separate three-story dormitory building, which was full of junior class students of all grades. There were more than a hundred people in total.

The corridor is separated in the middle, with boys living on one side and girls living on the other. In addition to the classroom teachers, class teachers and instructors, there are also life teachers to take care of the daily life of these children. After all, they are still young.

Leng Binghan remembered that in his previous life, he once reported on a child prodigy who was admitted to the Youth Class of the University of Science and Technology of China at the age of thirteen or fourteen. It was a boy's pride. Many news media reported on this. But within half a year, because

His parents doted on him since he was a child, and he was unable to adapt to school life and was forced to drop out of school.

The teacher said with emotion that this child didn't even know how to shell a boiled egg, and he couldn't wear clothes, let alone other things. Such a child prodigy with high IQ but low ability to adapt to life and social survival is really a gift to our country.

The exam-oriented education system is a resounding slap in the face.

Leng Binghan and Yang Liu found the dormitory on the third floor according to the number marked on the key.

This dormitory is no different from other dormitories. Four students live in each dormitory. On one side are two bunk beds, and on the other side are bookcases and wardrobes with desks. Leng Binghan also saw it in the duty room at the door just now.

When we arrived, there were three other children in the same dormitory with me: 15-year-old Liu Yang from Huai'an, Jiangsu Province, 14-year-old *** from Jingmen, Hubei Province, and 15-year-old Mao Yuan from Benxi, Liaoning Province.

When Leng Binghan and Yang Liu walked in, everyone else had already arrived. Three pairs of parents were busy helping to clean up, while three fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old children gathered together and chatted all over the place.

, nor did they say anything about helping to organize the things they were supposed to do.

There are nearly ten people in a ten-square-meter room, and several adults are busy, making it look very crowded and cramped.

Seeing Leng Binghan and Yang Liu, several parents greeted them warmly, "Are you Leng Binghan? Everyone else is here, except you. Our children have never traveled far since they were young.

Please take good care of me."

Leng Binghan could only greet them politely.

Yang Liu led Leng Binghan to a bed, and saw that the bed with Leng Binghan's name on it had been covered with bedding and some clothes were scattered around.

"What's going on? Whose thing does it belong to?" Yang Liu asked with a frown.

"Oh, what's the matter? This bed has already been used by our children. Who asked you to come later? It's first come, first served! This is the rule wherever you go. The upper bunk is still reserved for you. What are you talking about!" said a man in a dress.

The elegant, arrogant woman glanced at them with disdain, curled her lips and said.

Leng Binghan frowned. He didn't plan to live here originally, but he just wanted to get to know his new classmates, so don't say that the bed was changed, even if it was occupied, he just wanted to say a nice word and express his apology.

And respect, it didn't matter. But this woman assumed a condescending attitude and spoke harshly, which really made him unhappy.

"You don't have eyes, do you? Didn't you see that there are names posted here? The school has already arranged who will live in which bed. Do you think this is buying food at the wet market? It's a first-come, first-served basis! Make it clear, this is Peking University

, the highest university in China, don’t come here if you’re not educated.” Yang Liu was not someone to be trifled with, and he immediately fought back with his almond-shaped eyes.

Leng Binghan almost laughed out loud. He had already experienced Yang Liu's sharp tongue just now, but he didn't expect that her fighting power was far beyond what he had expected.

The woman must have been used to flattery, and now she was contradicted. Her eyes suddenly widened and she cursed: "Who do you think is uneducated? Let me tell you, I am the deputy director of the County Culture Bureau and a graduate of a real university. I think

You are uneducated. You little vixen, if you dare to say such things in our county, I will put you in jail!"

Yang Liu sneered and said: "Haha, it's no wonder. It's normal for country bumpkins from the county to be uneducated. But it's your fault that you brought shame to the capital. You, the deputy director of the county cultural bureau, really know how to do it.

You bring glory to the county!" When he mentioned the word "county", he also emphasized the tone, as if to emphasize that this is the capital, not your county in the countryside.

Of course, Leng Binghan believed that when she said this, she definitely did not mean to look down on remote places or rural areas. She was just attacking the crux of the other party's words. And this is what Yangliu is good at. She never loses in a small quarrel.

However, she went to college and joined the department’s debate team. Who are her opponents among ordinary people?

The woman was choked until her face turned blue and red. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something. The gentle man beside her pulled her and said angrily: "Why are you talking?" It looked like it was her.

's husband.

The man first stopped his wife, and then said to Yang Liu and Leng Binghan with a smile: "I'm really sorry, my wife is not very good at talking, so don't mind it too much. We are Mao Yuan's parents, and we have changed the school arrangements without authorization this time.

It's true that a good bed is wrong, but our children have been afraid of heights since they were young, so we had no choice but to do it this way..."

"Even so, you can't be so selfish and only think about yourself. Children in your own family are valuable, while children in other people's families are just grassroots and mud, right?"

Mao Yuan's mother was stopped by her husband just now, and she was still simmering with anger. Now seeing Yang Liu being unreasonable and unforgiving, her lungs were filled with anger. She had never been so cowardly, and suddenly jumped out from behind her husband.

When he came out, his face was full of frost, he pointed at Yangliu and said bitterly: "What else do you want? We have already apologized, is it over yet? We won't change your bed in vain, we will give you fifty

, fifty is not enough, so why not give me one hundred, right? It’s not about money! Anyway, we have to book this bed.”

"Okay, give me money, right? It's not impossible!" Yang Liu smiled, and when the other party was feeling proud, he said narrowly: "Okay, if there is another zero after one hundred, we will give it to you!"

Mao Yuan's mother couldn't believe her ears and stammered: "One thousand yuan, you say one thousand yuan? Are you crazy because of poverty? Can you say such a thing?"

Everyone else in the room was also dumbfounded. At first they couldn't stand the arrogance of the woman, but now when they heard that Yang Liu actually asked for a thousand yuan, they all thought it was a bit excessive and unbelievable. Although wages have increased these days,

It's a lot, but a thousand yuan is not a small amount. It's enough for an ordinary person's three months' salary.

Yang Liu sneered disdainfully, "Aren't you very rich? A thousand dollars is nothing to you."

At this time, everyone realized that she didn't really want the thousand yuan when she said this, but used it to embarrass the other party.

Mao Yuan's mother's face turned green with anger. She had always been the only one who was shabby, but today it was the other way around. She felt really bad. She opened her almond-shaped eyes and stared at Yangliu fiercely, as if she wanted to eat someone.

"Okay, okay." Leng Binghan, the person involved on the side, finally spoke.

Just now he was angry with the other party's attitude and wanted to argue with reason to curb their arrogance. He did not stop Yang Liu from standing up for him. But after watching for so long, he suddenly felt uninterested.

What is there to fight for when they are fighting? It is like a person gently crushing an ant to death. Will he be happy and excited about it?

What's more, other people in the room were watching, and so were the children. Leng Binghan could even feel that one of the thin and small children had an unnatural look on his face, looking a little panicked. It was probably Mao Yuan. He didn't want to

It's embarrassing for him, after all, he is a classmate who has been with him day and night for several years.

Leng Binghan looked at Yangliu, then at Mao Yuan's parents, and said calmly: "It's such a small thing, why bother making it so complicated. Since this classmate doesn't like living in the upper bunk, just change it, everyone.

We are all classmates and should help each other."

When Mao Yuan's mother heard this, she was stunned. Then she turned from anger to joy. She looked at Yang Liu very proudly and said, "Oh, this little classmate is still reasonable."

Mao Yuan's father was very happy. He took Leng Binghan's hand and kept saying: "Thank you, thank you so much. You have helped us a lot. You are indeed an elite who can enter the juvenile class. Your ideological consciousness and

The quality is high.”

Yang Liu looked at Leng Binghan angrily, bit his lip, and said angrily: "You don't care, so why should I fight? Just forget me for being troublesome."

Mao Yuan's mother came over with a smile, swaying her waist like a winner, took out her wallet and took out a "four heads", handed it to Leng Binghan very proudly, and said: "Classmate Leng,

Come, this hundred yuan is yours."

Leng Binghan hesitated for a moment, then smiled calmly, took the money, turned to Yang Liu and said: "It seems that there is no need to go to the canteen to eat at noon today, someone is treating me!"

Yang Liu didn't expect that he would really accept the money, so he couldn't help it. Thinking about how he had generously let him help him protect his rights just now, and didn't help him at all, he suddenly became angry and cold.

He snorted, turned his head to the side, and didn't answer.

Mao Yuan's mother was also very proud. She curled her lips and thought to herself: There is no one in the world who doesn't love money, and there is no such thing as money that can't be settled. I thought you were so noble and noble! You are nothing in front of money!

Unexpectedly, Leng Binghan slowly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number, then put the mobile phone to his ear...

Everyone in the room was shocked by his actions. Even a mobile phone that ordinary adults couldn't afford was actually held in the hands of a child. Especially Mao Yuan's mother, who just wanted to use a hundred yuan.

She came to hit others, but now she discovered that what others were holding was a mobile phone that she had never seen before. But she knew that it must be a new model, because she also had a mobile phone, but she couldn't ***

, I didn’t bring it to the capital this time.

The price of mobile phones in the past two years is not as scary as it was at the beginning, but the price of several thousand at every turn still makes most people only think about it from a distance, and those new models are not something that ordinary people can even think about, without a strong relationship

, if you don’t have strong strength, don’t even think about it to avoid loss and sadness.

At this moment, more people are paying attention to why he took out his mobile phone at this time and who was he calling?

A pair of eyes stared at Leng Binghan, while he stood there as calm as a mountain, motionless, his eyes were firm and persistent, full of a different kind of charm.

Soon, the dull and silent atmosphere in the dormitory was broken by Leng Binghan's voice, and everyone listened attentively.

"Hello, hello, is this Project Hope? Yes, that's good. That's it. An aunt here asked me to donate 100 yuan to you. Can you come to collect it? What? Anything less than 1,000 yuan

Can't come to the door? Do you need to go to a donation point to donate? So, she donated the 100 yuan, and I will donate another 10,000 yuan. What? I'm not kidding, you can check, I donated 30,000 yuan last year

Yuan, my name is Leng Binghan. Ha, you know, that’s good. Well, you’re welcome. You’ll send someone over right away. Okay, give me a call when you get there. My number is..."

When Leng Binghan finished speaking and put away the phone, he realized that everyone was stunned. He actually opened his mouth to donate 10,000 yuan to Project Hope, and I heard that he had donated 30,000 yuan last year? Did he hear it wrong?

?Can his child have so much money?

Yangliu, on the other hand, covered her mouth and twitched, her teeth were trembling. She had only one thought in her mind: No matter whether what Leng Binghan said was true or false, how great it would be if she gave these ten thousand yuan to herself! This is a lot of money.

Ten thousand yuan!

After putting down the phone, Leng Binghan suddenly darkened his face and said to Mao Yuan's mother displeasedly: "I think the children in the impoverished mountainous areas will thank you for your donation of 100 yuan! But I still have to advise you.

, don’t always think that you are superior to others, and don’t always think that having money means you are great. If you want others to respect you, you must first respect others!”

Seeing that this child dared to teach her such a lesson, Mao Yuan's mother looked a little embarrassed. She seemed to want to refute or say something out of habit, but suddenly she felt that the child's eyes were extremely sharp, and she couldn't help but tremble, and then she felt

He suddenly had an indescribable aura that he had never felt even in the majestic county magistrate.

Observe this child carefully. He has a very delicate appearance, and his eyes are quite bright. His eyes are somewhat clear but cannot see the bottom. He is like a deep pool. He is half a head taller than his own child. His hair is short and his facial lines are more arrogant and resolute.

Some of them seemed to be very independent people, and they were dressed very casually, but it was obvious that they were wearing very valuable clothes.

Then she contacted him and found out that he had the latest mobile phone in his hand, which may not be available in China yet, and he opened his mouth to donate 10,000 yuan. Is it possible that this child has a great background? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and even became a little scared.

Despite his size, he is also the deputy director of the county cultural bureau. He can still speak out and flex his official authority on his own one-third of an acre. However, this small cadre at the deputy department level is like squandering a finger to many big shots.

As effortlessly as an ant, it can destroy itself, even its own family, and everything else.

In her thirties, she also has some beauty, and her movements always reveal the charm of a woman. Whether a woman is beautiful or not is one aspect, and the other aspect is the feminine and charming behavior, such as voice, eyes, expressions, etc.

If you can properly display the unique charm of women in this aspect, you can still make up for some shortcomings in your appearance and some shortcomings in your body.

But it is also most dangerous for a woman like this to hang out in the officialdom. No matter whether you have real talents or not, if you get there, others will say that you slept with so-and-so and slept with so-and-so before you got promoted. At the same time, there will be

Countless lustful people are trying to get your way, using threats, inducements, and endless means.

Mao Yuan's mother has been walking on the edge of this danger. First, she relies on her husband's family's local connections and background, and second, she relies on her own extraordinary ability to play with men without letting them get involved.

But her journey has not been easy, and she doesn’t want to ruin it by accident. It is said that women in officialdom are the most discerning. With their unique female sensitivity and intuition, they can often

Although this statement is a bit exaggerated, it also shows that it is really difficult for women to develop well in the system and they have to work harder than men.

When Mao Yuan's father saw Leng Binghan talking about his wife like this, he was very worried that his wife would not be able to help but make a fuss again and offend Leng Binghan, a completely different child who might even have a good background. But what surprised him was that

, faced with such accusations, his wife actually agreed to it, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that his wife has still got some training in her official career!

Leng Binghan was too lazy to care about their thoughts. He walked over and said to the three children: "I am Leng Binghan. I am very happy to become classmates with you. We will help each other in the future."

Several children have been looking at him with envy. At first, they were a little worried that Leng Binghan would be arrogant and difficult to get along with, but now that he saw him taking the initiative to greet them very politely, they suddenly felt touched.

He paid great attention to him and introduced himself one after another, especially Mao Yuan, who even whispered to Leng Binghan: "I'm really sorry for what happened just now. In fact, I'm not afraid of heights, but my parents are very ***

I stayed in the lower bunk, and I was afraid that I might accidentally fall off, so I..."

Leng Binghan chuckled. This Mao Yuan was really interesting. At least he wasn't as snobbish as his mother. So he patted his shoulder angrily and said, "It's okay. My classmates just have to help each other. I also like to sleep."

It’s the upper bunk!”

In fact, everyone knows that this is Leng Binghan comforting Mao Yuan. How can anyone really like to sleep on the top bunk and climb up and down?