Jiang Yulou still didn't let his family give it away.
However, when leaving, his family and fellow villagers sent him to the entrance of the village.
After saying goodbye to everyone, Jiang Yulou hit the road again.
He had to go to the county and take a long-distance bus to the provincial capital, and then take a train to the capital.
A journey of dozens of hours is really not that close.
At this time, it was still a green train, and the environment was not very good.
But he bought a sleeper ticket, so the journey was much easier.
Unfortunately, among the people traveling with him, the old man and his wife chatted for a few words. He found that the two old men were not very talkative, so he stopped talking.
The other one is a girl named Li Qingyue. She is quite beautiful. Although her appearance is a bit worse than Tang Yuewen's, she has a good figure, so they both have their own merits.
After asking, I found out that this girl was a talented woman and was a top student who was admitted to the Central Conservatory of Music this year.
Li Qingyue asked: "Classmate Jiang, are you also from the provincial capital? Which high school did you graduate from?"
College is not easy these days. Not many high school students in the city can go to college, and even fewer rural students can go to college.
Jiang Yulou was well-spoken and well-dressed. He got on the bus in the provincial capital, so he must be from the provincial capital.
"I am from Shanghe Village, Yangping County, and I went to high school in Yangping County High School." Jiang Yulou said.
"Shanghe Village, a rural area."
Li Qingyue was a little less talkative, and her face was filled with a sense of superiority between urban cadre families and rural families.
Her family is a cadre family and is relatively wealthy, otherwise she would not be able to learn art. In this way, she felt that there was a generation gap between her and the urban boys in her class, let alone the students from rural areas.
Not only does he have low self-esteem, he also speaks incorrectly, which makes it difficult for others to have a good impression.
From this point of view, Jiang Yu is not necessarily a university student.
Li Qingyue curled her lips and asked, "Classmate Jiang, which university did you go to?"
"Yanda." Jiang Yulou said.
Li Qingyue covered her mouth and said in surprise: "This is the top university in our country!"
She originally thought that the boy in front of her had a poor family background and his studies were probably relatively average. Even if he got into college, he would be lucky. Unexpectedly, she was wrong.
It turned out to be Yan Da!
"It's not bad, I didn't perform well." Jiang Yulou said modestly.
Li Qingyue: "..."
Hey, do you know how low the admission rate of universities is, and that prestigious schools like Qingbei select the best from the best.
If she could choose, she would definitely go to a well-known university like Qingbei instead of the Central Conservatory of Music.
She originally decided to study art, not because she liked it, but simply because art colleges had low score requirements.
Coupled with the high threshold, students who can attend such colleges are either rich or expensive.
How infuriating!
Even the children of cadres like her can't go to university, but boys from this rural area can.
And listening to his words, I still think Yan Da is just average, which is even more irritating.
Li Qingyue rolled her eyes and said: "Student Jiang must have focused all his energy on studying in school, otherwise with the educational resources in a small place, it would be impossible to get into college."
Jiang Yulou glanced at her, smiled softly and said: "I'm ashamed to say that I don't like studying very much, and I don't listen carefully in class. Plus, I have to do farm work when I go home. Until the first semester of my senior year, my grades were at the bottom of the class. . It was not until before the college entrance examination that I decided to work hard, and unexpectedly I passed the exam."
Li Qingyue's eyes twitched. Really? Could it be that the boy in front of him was a genius and that he could be admitted to Yanda University after studying for just half a year?
God, you are so unfair!
Li Qingyue was almost dying of soreness. She continued: "Then Jiang will have to work hard in college. Try to study hard and get a good job after graduation."
Jiang Yulou scratched his head and said: "It doesn't matter whether it is distributed or not. I am still an amateur writer, and the remuneration is enough for me to eat."
Li Qingyue's face suddenly froze.
No, what he said is not true.
A rural student with mediocre grades in high school, worked hard before the exam and got into Yanda University. In the end, he was actually a writer who could get paid?
Li Qingyue forced a smile and said: "Did Student Jiang's work be published in a newspaper? I wonder if I am lucky enough to see it?"
"Newspaper? It has not been published in the newspaper." Jiang Yulou shook his head.
Not a newspaper?
Li Qingyue's expression changed, and her sense of superiority returned.
It's not even qualified to be published in a newspaper, and it's said that it's a remuneration. It can't be a lie.
Jiang Yulou smiled and said lightly: "But my works were published in magazines. Two poems were published in "Yanhe", a short story was published in "Contemporary", and one work will be published in the next issue. Published in Harvest."
"Contemporary", "Yanhe" and "Harvest", except for "Contemporary", she had never heard of them. The other two magazines were very famous, especially "Harvest", which was the magazine edited by Ba Laodang!
She looked at Jiang Yulou with more and more suspicion, "Classmate Jiang, can you tell me the name of your work?"
"Okay." After Jiang Yulou nodded, he revealed the names of several works.
After hearing the name of the work, the way Li Qingyue looked at Jiang Yulou changed completely. She had not read "Li Shisan's Grinding", but she knew the two love poems very well. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she knew them by heart.
She said excitedly: "Jiang...Teacher Jiang, are "Mountain Wood" and "Poem of the Ten Commandments" your works?"
"Jiang Yulou from Yangping County, it's guaranteed to be genuine." Jiang Yulou said with a bright smile.
"ah!!!"
Li Qingyue was going crazy.
She didn't even know that her favorite poet was on the same train as her, and she had looked down on him before.
She just wanted to give herself a slap in the face, so that she would be blind and look down on others.
The people in the same carriage looked in the direction of the two of them, their eyes full of vigilance and inquiry.
But seeing that the girl's expression showed happiness, not fear, I didn't worry about it anymore.
"Be low-key, be low-key." Jiang Yulou said quickly.
He regretted a little, but Li Qingyue, who had his eyes above his head just now, was more interesting. However, he didn't expect that the other party was his fan.
"Teacher Jiang, please sign for me."
As he spoke, Li Qingyue took out a well-protected magazine, "Yanhe", from his bag.
"Fine."
Jiang Yulou took the magazine and signed his name on the page with Li Qingyue's expectant eyes.
After Li Qingyue took back the magazine, she said solemnly: "Teacher Jiang, I will keep this book well."
"Teacher Jiang, I can ask..."
After getting the signature, Li Qingyue turned into a reporter again, pulling Jiang Yulou to ask questions.
Anyway, he had nothing to do, and he also wanted to find someone to chat with, so he answered the other person's questions to a limited extent.
The two of them were chatting and it was no longer boring.
However, the journey is always short, and no matter how far the distance is, it will eventually reach its destination.
