Chapter 190: Friendship (6)

(6) The miracle of fate

In the first issue of the literary journal sent by my hometown, my junior high school classmate Wei Fang served as the deputy county magistrate as a journal consultant.

Wei Fang, a Tibetan with thick, curly brown hair, was my classmate for three years in junior high school, and we used to meet up to go to school together, laughing so much that we couldn't stand up straight.

Originally, she should have no problem taking the secondary school exam, but at noon on the first day of the exam, she came to make an appointment with me early, but saw me washing a large basin of clothes. She started crying and said "Why are you even more miserable than us in the countryside!" (Maybe because my mother was afraid that I would get too high in the exams, and the school leaders would persuade her to let me go to high school and college, in that case, the next five children would all ask for college, and then she would be too hard, so I had to do the laundry at noon on every exam.) As a result, Wei Fang did not do well in the exam, and returned to the countryside after high school, starting from the clerk, the secretary of the Youth League, and the women's director, and entered the Standing Committee of the county party committee a few years ago.

As for my college classmates, some of them became section chiefs more than ten years ago and are still section chiefs, and some of them only became section chiefs the year before last, and they have long lost their passion for progress.

Life is really wonderful, maybe the things that are destined to happen, no matter how many twists and turns, will not change after all.

Those who were admitted to the technical secondary school as they wished, and after graduation, some were assigned to the school as teachers, and now they still have a job title and no position, and there is a good husband who is very favored and has a very comfortable life but has a strange lupus erythematosus.

I took the first place in the exam at that time, but the high school I studied in was a real yàn class of the high school attached to the university with no distinction between arts and sciences, and I was tired enough to study, but my college entrance examination score was not as good as that of my classmates who studied in the county middle school in my hometown.

Once, I met Wei Fang at the train station, and it was the only time we met after we separated, and that was the second time I went back to my hometown to heal, and she studied at the provincial party school. I got into the car early from the VIP aisle, settled in and talked to her for a few words, and the car was so crowded that I had to leave.

Gui Zhen, the other girlfriend of the three of us, replaced her deceased father as a worker in a printing factory before she was in the second year of junior high school. She is now also a member of the Standing Committee of the County Political Consultative Conference, and the periodicals in my hand are printed by their factory, and fate has so wonderfully linked our three good friends together.