According to reports, the employment rate of graduates in the Peide system is as high as 95%: 70% of candidates become officials, 10% of candidates become preachers, and 15% of candidates enter large enterprises to receive an annual salary of n coolies n years, but what are the remaining 5% doing?

No one studies it.

Maybe it's an examiner, or just a wanderer without a job.

Fatty Li Mingjian must be the 5% of the unstudied research in two years.

Although Li Mingjian was in the best middle school, his mathematics, physics and chemistry were awful. It is conceivable that the imperial examination was hopeless. For example, Bowen and others were all higher than that. He obtained a diploma the year before yesterday and graduated. However, he suffered a crushing defeat in the imperial examination for two consecutive years.

But he is not a grassroots class. The powerless and powerless grassroots class may have already gone to a large enterprise to apply for a gold-collar position. His own family is rich, so he has been idle, so today he came to his father's factory to take landscape photos and met his former "classmate" pen pal.

"At that time, you said you were reviewing well, and I was looking for your name in the newspaper. The word was so small. I read it for a whole day and took a magnifying glass..." Li Mingjian patted Zhou Tianen's shoulder and looked like he was patrolling the newspaper with a magnifying glass, but from his expression, you can tell: he was not ridiculing, but feeling.

"I'm not very disappointed when I passed the exam. I'll give up and take the exam again this year." Zhou Tianen laughed a few times, grabbed Li Mingjian's arm and smiled: "I really don't know that your property is here. Well, man, how about reviewing this year?"

Li Mingjian sighed and said, "I will definitely take the exam. But I don't know what the exam is missing. Anyway, I can't get through the obstacles of mathematics, physics and chemistry. Go to his, my dad has already found a job for me."

"Ha!" Fang Bowen over there became excited, and he shouted: "Are you going to be a manager in Shiligou Factory? Behind this wall is Shaoxing Textile Factory? One-fifth of the families here work for your family! Our Qiufeng Church can shepherd your workers."

Fatty Li Mingjian looked at Fang Bowen, then looked at the wall, and said with a bitter face, "Do you think the elders will let me be a businessman? I dream! I want to go to a Bird Academy as a school worker. This is because my family started contacts."

"A young master like you work as a school worker? Why?" Fang Bowen, Zhou Tianen and Bai Yuanqing asked almost in unison.

"It's a scene. If you have a job in the imperial court, you can easily go to a friend of Haijing merchants." Li Mingjian spread his hands and said helplessly.

"The academy seems to be run by the court, which is not bad." Xiaobai said sincerely and enviously.

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After meeting the "Prince" in the industrial zone, everyone didn't think too much about it. Because the damn donkey cart finally came up. Everyone rushed up to drink water. Teacher Xiaobai didn't even pay attention to when the fat man left. At that time, he just thought about drinking more water.

Unexpectedly, Li Mingjian came here again in the evening and wanted to see the classmates from the Peide system.

Not to mention that he is a rich second-generation from Shiligou, it just depends on him wearing a Peide school uniform. Xiaobai will not drool and go to greet him. Wang Xintai will also go.

As a result, this kid brought a set of comic strips of "The Emperor of God's War" for everyone to show. Bai Yuanqing was thinking, "Don't lead our cram school badly", but later he chatted. He found that the fat man had a collectible habit. His own collection of books at home was more than 10,000, and he had all kinds of books, from Bibles, interpretations, from famous Chinese and foreign works to imperial examination textbooks, to comic strips, and even mathematics, physics and chemistry that he didn't understand. He just liked to read and collect books. When he went to the bookstore, he asked, "What book has you been the most expensive recently?" and then bought the collection.

Just looking at the momentum of buying books, it is not the kind of hooligan who has ulterior motives and is going to make trouble because of jealousy. In addition, he brought the latest royal comic series rumored in the newspaper, so Bai Yuanqing himself came down to the podium to follow and read it.

As a result, three pedestrians and an art student started chatting together in self-study class.

Just then, there was a sound from the back door of the classroom, and someone laughed and said, "Ha, it's so lively, what are you watching?"

Everyone looked at the back door. Fang Bowen shivered as if he was shocked. He immediately threw the comic strip in his hand far away on the ground of the podium, pushed away Zhou Tianen, who was half leaning against the table next to him, and used his trembling hands to pull over a paper, picked up a pen and leaned on the table to study hard;

Zhou Tianen was a little surprised when he was pushed away by the young master, but when he saw who the person was, he was not as frightened as Fang Bowen. He just put the comic strips in his hand together, stood up straight, and smiled and said, "The master is here?"

Bai Yuanqing was not nervous either. He raised his head and smiled, "Oh, isn't this Mr. Fang and Li Zai? Why? Come and see the college?"

Fang Bingsheng pushed the door open and came in, followed by Zhou Lizai who was smiling. He passed the other students who were studying hard all the way, and went straight into the front row. He did not look at his son directly, but pointed at the fat man who was a little at a loss and asked Bai Yuanqing:

"Teacher Xiaobai, your academy has recruited another Pede student? It's a joyful congratulations."

"Oh, Mr. Fang was joking. Mr. Li came here to visit his pen pals and friends. Haha, of course, we definitely hope that such a talented man would come to study." Bai Yuanqing laughed, and later, he even patted Li Mingjian intimately on the back.

"Oh, I'm a visiting friend? Ah? I'm also a graduate. This gentleman from Shen Enpeid, how many places did you take the imperial examination last year? Which one did you have to do with the pinquee?" Fang Bingsheng bent a little when he spoke, because the school badge shows that the other party is a student of Shen Enpeid, and the school is very scary. Therefore, his tone of words was not provocative, but seemed to ask inadvertently.

However, this is a provocation. If you are still wearing a school uniform after graduation, it means that you did not pass the exam last year. Fang Bingsheng was asking this guy who seemed not to join the cram school to disrupt others' studies, let alone holding a box of comic strips for the candidates to see. This is not a good job in the eyes of old-fashioned parents.

"I last year... last year... Alas, don't mention it..." Any candidate who failed the exam could not face this problem. Li Mingjian avoided Fang Bingsheng's aggressive gaze. Although the gaze was disguised as a smile on his face, every candidate understood in his heart that it was a sharp arrow and a steel knife. Li Mingjian had encountered this trap countless times among his relatives and friends: when you said your ranking and even failed, the pretended disappointment smile would cut your heart into two halves with one knife, and he would never show mercy.

"Haha, haha." Seeing that Li Mingjian could not answer, Fang Bingsheng waited for a while before chuckling. The meaning of this laughter was very obvious: "I x you are old x x, are you a waste qualified to make trouble?"

It was a bit awkward when the atmosphere was seen, and it was also obvious that Fang Bingsheng had doubts about the atmosphere of the cram school. His parents were also a famous person in Shiligou. He had been doing a Western science and technology career for 16 years. He was a former senior executive of Telegraph Railway. He was a wealthy man. He was obviously a little dissatisfied with him, so Xiaobai wanted to divert his attention.

Bai Yuanqing, sweating-watching, rushed back to the podium, flipped through a pile of paper for a long time, and took out a piece of paper to hand it to Fang Bingsheng. He smiled tremblingly, "Mr. Fang, look, we know you better today!"

Seeing Bai Yuanqing's sweaty face, Fang Bingsheng was a little surprised: Did I threaten him? No! But he actually smelled the smell! Damn it!

Fang Bingsheng, who felt that he had not hidden his inner intentions and was a little disappointed, took the paper. When he saw the topic, he was stunned:

The title is: "The person I respect the most"

Looking at the content again, after reading a few lines, I guessed that it was written by Zhou Tianen. Although the pencil calligraphy is disgusting, this rationality and writing can only be written by Pei De Gao. The content is about how you are willing to help others and how you often use God's language (Bible) to teach the lower classes to work and study.

This article simply regarded himself as a saint, so that Fang Bingsheng smiled embarrassedly after seeing it, and all the anger that had just entered was thrown into Java.

"Mr. Fang, this is a masterpiece of Chinese in our afternoon course. After reading it, I was full of shame and admire you very much! This article is the best essay I have destined to be. I have read it to the whole class in the afternoon." Seeing Fang Bingsheng's face chuckled violently, Bai Yuanqing quickly said on the podium.

"God, I'm not like this. People are sinners, how can I be so good?" After reading the article, he looked at Zhou Tianen standing next to him with admiration. Fang Bingsheng was embarrassed himself, and smiled and touched Zhou Tianen's hair, and gently handed the article back to Bai Yuanqing.

Then he turned his head and saw his son crouching into a ball in the desk beside him. The fire in his chest immediately came up: It's all Pedder, and the other person's kindness, and this fat man stands so straight, are you timid and considered a bullshit?

Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked at Bai Yuanqing with his chin, as if the army commander nodded to the private, and said coldly: "What is the blog post?"

"Bowen?" Bai Yuanqing's expression went from laughing to being punched, and she was stunned.

"What is the blog post?" Fang Bingsheng asked in a daze.

Zhou Lizai, who followed behind him, stepped forward and said hurriedly: "Teacher Xiaobai, the master said, take out the young master's article!"

"What are you doing?" Fang Bingsheng turned around unhappily and blocked Zhou Lizai with his arm: When will this kind of literary world be your turn to punch?

Bai Yuanqing looked at Fang Bingsheng who was always tense, and then looked at Zhou Lizai, who was full of impatient face. After a while, he was stunned for a while, and then he kept stuttering: "Okay...good...good..." After rummaging through a bunch of articles for a while, he took out one and handed it to Fang Bingsheng.

Fang Bingsheng took it, turned his head and glared at his trembling son next to him, and then opened it and couldn't even stare at his eyes!

The person my son admires the most is Tan Tongen!

In the article, my son wrote that he admired Pastor Tan's talent, admired Pastor Tan's faithful faith, and admired Pastor Tan's spirit of not loving money or profit. He even wrote at the end that he hoped that he could be a preacher like Pastor Tan.

This is a rebellion of this dog!

Don’t say that Tan Tongen is not sociable. He just was taught by Qiufeng to specifically ask Zhou Lizai, a thug. Besides, you worship a fool, don’t you admire your father and me? Zhou Tianen admires me, don’t you worship me? You are sick! Are you my biological child?

You still have to be a preacher? You only have two choices: either go to the palace examination, you run and break your legs, and then you break your legs and climb to the end; or you become a preacher, I will break your legs first, and you will crawl to preach!

He looked at his son who was sweating fiercely, and Fang Bingsheng held the paper and smiled, "Teacher Xiaobai, have you read this article? I just wrote it in the afternoon?"

Bai Yuanqing thought to himself: Your son wrote about Tan Tongen who broke with Wang Xintai, so how dare I make a fuss?

After thinking about it, he smiled bitterly: "The Chinese level of blog posts has always been very good, but I think the level of this post is poor, so I have never read it. You see, I only gave 68 points."

"Very good." Fang Bingsheng sneered, and actually tore the whole composition in front of everyone, and smiled: "This article is not good, and the calligraphy is not good, so I will tear it away, so I won't let everyone get dirty!"

In the eyes of the stunned teachers and students, Fang Bingsheng held all the fragments in his hands and stuffed them into his pockets: "This article cannot be seen by Wang Xintai." This was Fang Bingsheng's thought at the time.

But at this moment, a loud roar rang at the front door of the classroom: "Mr. Fang, what does it mean to tear our students' articles?"

Fang Bingsheng turned his head and saw that Wang Xintai, the fat elder, had arrived, and he was complaining in his heart. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!