Monday, February 22, 2000, was a sunny day with a slight breeze.

Although I didn’t receive a specific registration notice, I still decided to check out the situation. Early in the morning, I packed my graduation certificate, ID card, and the remaining standard village photo with the graduation certificate in a plastic bag.

I was afraid it would get wet when it rained. Then I put the plastic bag in my yellow school bag. I took all the remaining money in the suitcase with me. I took an electric tricycle and went to the county town.

As soon as I arrived in the county seat, I suddenly felt like a prosperous place. Although I had only been to the county seat before the Chinese New Year, the feeling this time was indeed different. It turned out that the roads and sidewalks in the county seat were separated by cement guardrails. Why didn't I pay attention before?

?

Full of expectations, I came to the Personnel Bureau.

Oh, it was quite lively. I saw that the door of the Personnel Bureau office was crowded with people about my age. At a glance, there were at least thirty or forty people. I quickly walked up. I planned to see what they were doing. I didn’t look.

It doesn't matter, I was a little excited when I saw it.

It turns out that we are actually signing up!

I only heard the staff inside say: "Don't crowd, please line up one by one. Registration starts today and will last for three days. Everyone can register."

Another slightly older staff member said: "That's right. Don't crowd in. There is no quota limit for registration."

A few people in the crowd hurriedly asked: "Teacher, there is no quota limit for registration. But is there a quota limit for admission?"

The young staff member did not answer. Everyone focused their attention on the older staff member, looking at him eagerly.

He was probably a little nervous due to everyone's hot gazes. He coughed lightly, and then swallowed: "Well, students, since it is an exam, there must be a quota. But we will determine how many quotas there are.

I’m not sure. Now that you have signed up, prepare well for the exam.”

Hearing his answer, some students who signed up were dissatisfied. "Teacher, what's your answer? There are many places and you don't know. Who knows?"

The older staff member said tepidly: "This student, let me ask you, do you know how many people have signed up now?"

Someone among the classmates whispered: "I don't know. The registration hasn't ended yet, and he's not a god. How could he know there are so many people?"

The older staff member added: "No one knows for sure. We don't know either, and neither do the leaders. We won't be able to count the number of people who signed up today until after work. But this number will change tomorrow. It won't be until the end of registration."

Only then can we finally calculate the final number of registrations.”

Everyone was satisfied with his answer. However, it seemed that he did not answer the question of "admission quota" raised by the students.

A few students refused to listen to him and insisted on asking this question. The older staff member looked a little anxious: "Students who ask this question, I can tell you clearly that this admission quota is a 'secret'.

By the way, do you know the secret? We staff don’t know it, and our leaders may not know it either. Even if they know it, no one dares to talk nonsense before the matter is determined. I advise you to use your energy.

Prepare for the exam. After all, there will be an exam at nine o'clock next Monday morning."

The crowd suddenly exploded.

"What? There's an exam next Monday? There's nothing to say in the exam, and the time is so tight. Who knows how to take the exam?"

Some people even said, "It's too crooked. It's so urgent, and no one is prepared at all. There are so many tests to take, and I'm afraid it's just 'warming'."

Some people disagreed with the previous classmates' views and responded: "Don't interfere with everyone's registration with your jabbering. If you think it's unfair or unfair, don't register or take the exam. Don't ask for help."

take an exam."

…

The two sides were at loggerheads, going back and forth, and it was almost time to roll up their sleeves and start a fight.

Seeing that both sides were about to start fighting, the older staff member quickly scolded: "You are students or gangsters. You don't pay attention to your image at all. This is a state agency, not a vegetable market. If you want to keep making trouble, don't do it in the market."

It’s noisy here.”

The young individual workers also quickly stood up to smooth things over, "Teacher Zhao is right. Please stop making trouble. When you take the exam next Monday, you may become state workers in the future. If you are destined, you will also become

Colleagues, become friends, it will be so embarrassing to meet then."

I admire these two staff members from the Personnel Bureau very much. I think they are so capable and they persuaded everyone with just a few words.

Then there is the registration.

Registration is actually very simple. You just need to register your name, gender, age, political affiliation, school of graduation, etc., and then ask to hand over two one-inch ID photos. In addition, you have to pay 120 yuan for registration.

fee.

Many students did not bring their ID photos and were so anxious that they almost cried. A young staff member said: "Students who have not prepared ID photos, don't worry. You should go to Xuefeng Photo Studio on South Street and take urgent photos. Today,

I’ll be able to get the photos tomorrow.”

An older staff member said: “Students who don’t bring photos should not wait in line. Go take photos quickly and let students who bring photos sign up first.”

Whoops, a large number of classmates ran away at once. They were really scrambling to get ahead and race against time. Fortunately, I had prepared photos, otherwise I would have been squeezed out by them.

Soon it was my turn to register. A very common number, seventeen, was my registration number.

A classmate who was behind me in line saw that his registration number was number 18, and he danced with joy. He also muttered: "If you want to win, you must never leave eight. Eighteen or eighteen, if you want to win, you must win."

Hearing his thoughts like this, my No. 17 seemed to be a lot inferior.

But it didn't affect my mood. After I paid the fee, the staff pointed to a piece of paper placed under the glass plate on the table.

When I looked at it, it read: "Notes: 1. Time to collect admission ticket: all day on February 25, 2000. 2. Exam time: morning on February 28, 2000

.3. The candidate shall receive the admission ticket in person with the registration fee slip and ID card.”

I will remember it firmly. I smiled and said to him: "Thank you."

He nodded. I quickly withdrew and let other students continue to sign up.

When I came to the street, I was about to go back. However, when I thought about it, I should still go and tell my aunt.

Just walk towards the county committee.

The gatekeeper has a really good memory. As soon as I said hello to him: "Hello, uncle." He recognized me. "Are you here to see your aunt?"

Me: "Yeah."

He: "Go quickly. She just entered and may leave soon. It's not very formal to go to work these days."

I quickly thanked him and walked quickly to my aunt's office.

I saw my aunt at the door. I quickly shouted: "Auntie."

My aunt turned her head and saw me: "Young man, why are you here?"

Me: "Auntie, I'm here to sign up."

Auntie: "Oh. I almost forgot about this. Have you registered? If not, hurry up and register. They only register for three days. If you register, you will take the exam next Monday."

When I first heard the first half of the sentence, I felt a little sad. I felt that my affairs were not worth mentioning in front of my aunt and others. That's why they "almost forgot". But when I heard the second half of the sentence

At that time, I felt more at ease. My aunt said that the score was perfect. It seemed that she still took this matter to my heart. It was just that she was busy, so she didn't think of bringing me a letter for a while.

Fortunately, I came down to see it myself. If I had not come to see it, and just stayed at home waiting for the news, I would have missed something important and caused lifelong regret.

When my aunt heard that I had signed up, she said, "Okay, okay. Once you sign up, you can go back and prepare for the exam in peace and hard work, and try to pass the exam."

After that, he asked me again: "How did you feel about the book?"

I said: "I am already familiar with it."

The aunt said: "Generally, for this kind of exam, the books are just the scope. You will not test the things in the book exactly. You have to rely on your own understanding to digest the things in the book. Then you can make a comprehensive understanding and draw inferences about other cases."

I nodded quickly.

The aunt continued: "Don't be nervous when you encounter a question you can't do. If you can't do it, maybe others can't do it either. Stay calm. Go and do the questions you know how to do. Come back to do it when you have time.

It’s a question you don’t know how to solve. As long as you’re not nervous and think about it slowly, I think you’ll have no problem at all.”

I listened to my aunt’s advice. I am very grateful to her.

The aunt said: "You have some fun there, and when I get off work, we can go to my house for dinner together."

I think she must have her own affairs, so I won't bother her.
Chapter completed!