Our training class was completed before the New Year, and the graduation ceremony was scheduled the day before New Year's Day. It is said that the leaders of the Municipal Industry Bureau and the Education Bureau would come in person to present awards to the first outstanding students.

There are more than 50 students in our class, five of whom failed the math and did not get a graduation diploma. They will need to come back for the make-up exam in two months. My average score is 78 points, the highest "Basics of Electrical Engineering" has 89 points, the worst one is "Introduction to Economics", which has 69 points, and the most mysterious one is "Mathematics". Although I got 71 points, if the three-dimensional geometry is not made, the designation will fail. Now when I think about it, I still feel a little scared.

The highest score in the class is undoubtedly Yuan Yuan, with an average score of 93 points and almost all subjects are ranked first. Everyone congratulated this little sister, especially those students who did not pass the exam and needed to come back to make up for the exam after the Spring Festival, even held Yuan Yuan's hand and begged her to help her review so that she could pass the exam smoothly. Because this diploma involves future salary and grading, everyone attaches great importance to it, which makes us feel the power of knowledge for the first time.

This training class of the Municipal Industrial Bureau has several different majors. We studied in different places. The graduation ceremony was determined to be held at 3 pm and was held at the Municipal People's Theater.

After dinner, I returned to the dormitory. The three roommates were packing up and preparing to go home as soon as the graduation ceremony ended today. They are all older than me. Although they have different tempers and personalities, they are always like big brothers, and they care about me very much. In the past, they didn’t feel anything to be together day and night, but now they say they want to part ways, and they are really reluctant to leave.

Just after two o'clock, the head teacher went to each dormitory to notify everyone to gather and take the bus to the Municipal People's Theater. The bus is an administrative bus from the Municipal Power Supply Bureau. Yuan Yuan and several female classmates got on the bus first. After I got on the bus, I consciously walked to the end. After the head teacher counted the number of people, he asked the driver to drive, and the bus slowly left the gate of the training center.

Today is the last day of the Gregorian Year. Buses are driving on the roads in the city. Big red lanterns are hung on businesses and shops on both sides of the street, and red banners to "celebrate New Year's Day" are put on, full of a strong festive atmosphere.

As I was turning my face to look out the car window, a cheerful laughter came from the seat in front. An old sister shouted in a sharp voice: "Oh-Xiao Yuanyuan, what kind of needle method is this? It looks so good."

"Our Xiao Yuanyuan is not only good at learning, but also skillful." Another female classmate next to her also continued the conversation.

"Let's teach us. After I go back this time, I will knit one for me." This is an old lady from the county. In more than half a year, she felt that she owed her family a lot.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, do you have a sweetheart? Is this a knitting for your partner, right?" The first elder sister who spoke started joking.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, let me tell you, who can you like?" The elder sister from the county also started to cheer.

"What are you talking about? This scarf was knitted for my brother. He works in Beijing, and the weather is too cold there." Yuan Yuan shouted shyly, causing everyone to laugh again.

In that era, women liked to knit wool, scarves, hats, gloves, sweaters, vests, and all kinds of fancy styles not only reflected their talents, but also their emotions were permeated between the latitude and latitude. The delicateness and exquisiteness of women once warmed a generation of men and warmed one family after another.

The Municipal People's Theater is in the city center. It is also a fake Soviet building from that time, but it is more magnificent than the People's Theater in our county. When we got off the car in the square in front of the door, we walked into the theater, there were already crowds of people and laughter everywhere. We all come from different units, with different age levels, and there are all in the city and county, and there are a large number of families and children. They will not abide by the rules like real students in school. So those who chat, smoke, eat melon seeds, and sweaters are all doing their own things. The music on the radio stopped, and the host shouted several times, and the crowd gradually became quiet.

We sat according to our major and class. Thinking that this ceremony had nothing to do with me, I found a corner and sat down. From a distance, I saw Yuan Yuan sitting among the female classmates, with a big silver-gray scarf constantly knitted in her hands. Even when the leader above started talking, her hands did not stop.

After the leaders finished speaking, they began to issue graduation certificates to the students, and went to the stage to collect one class after another. Our class leader was an old electrician from the city heavy machinery factory. After he took down all the graduation certificates of our class, he shouted and issued them in his seat.

The cheerful music continues, and the host announces the following agenda: "Below - start awarding awards to the outstanding students in this training class."

The buzzing sound from the audience became less, and everyone pricked up their ears, stretched their necks, and looked at the rostrum. The host first announced the winners of the mechanical class, followed by the communication class, driving class and boiler class. Each class had 10 winners. They not only won a certificate, but also wore a big red flower on their chests, but also a printed sheet and two thermos prizes. These prizes were simply insignificant today, but they were considered a heavy prize back then.

It was finally our electrical class turn, and the host began to read out the list of winners: "Yuan Yuan, Zhang Xin, Liu Aimin, Li Chengwu..."

I also leaned my head forward and looked forward. The winners who had read the names stood up one by one, and happily walked onto the stage amid everyone's laughter and applause. The host continued to read the list. When the last name of "Wu Ping" sounded, I was smirking and clapping with everyone.

"Wu Ping, I'm calling you." Someone around me reminded me.

"What are you calling me...?" I couldn't believe my ears and continued to argue with others.

"You have won the award and are an excellent student." Everyone was anxious and said to me in unison.

I was pushed up by my classmates and walked through the crowd in panic. When I was climbing the stairs of the rostrum, I almost stepped on the air and staggered, which attracted a lot of laughter from below. I had never experienced such a scene. I went upstairs with a blushing face, but I didn't know where to stand. When I was at a loss, Yuan Yuan took a step and pulled me to his side.

I took a colorful certificate from a short smiling man, and someone handed over the bed sheet and a thermos. Finally, I turned around as required. Someone hung a big red flower on my chest. I looked at Yuan Yuan beside me. The girl was also wearing a big red flower on her chest, holding something full of arms.

"What's wrong? Why does it seem like getting married and having a wedding?" I glanced at the big red flower on my chest and complained to Yuan Yuan in a low voice.

"What are you talking about? Who are you getting married and holding weddings?" Yuan Yuan glared at me fiercely, and two red glows flew out of his fair face.

Looking at the girl's shy expression, I realized that I had said the wrong thing and couldn't help but blush. At this time, the photographer asked everyone to look at the camera and wanted to take a photo of us. I quickly stopped my face and turned my body to the side, trying to leave Yuan Yuanyuan. The photographer shouted "1, 2, 3". Just as the shutter "clicked" sounded, Yuan Yuan secretly pulled me and leaned over.

After the graduation ceremony, the Municipal Song and Dance Troupe held a New Year's Art Party for our training class. This was the first time I watched a professional performance, and I did feel shocking. Each of our professional classes also released a program. The program of our electrical class was a chorus of girls. When Yuan Yuan and four other young female classmates walked out of the curtain in Soviet-style military uniforms and boat-shaped hats, the audience suddenly became sensational. Because Sino-Soviet relations had not yet recovered at that time, we were still criticizing them for being revisionist, but some old Soviet movies had been released.

"A path is winding, thin and long, leading to the distance of the fog,

I will follow this slender path and follow my lover to the battlefield..."

The singing brought people to the beacon of the Patriotic War. I indulged in this beautiful and sad melody, remembering the scouts in "The Northern Expedition", the Communist Youth League members in "Youth Guards", and Sergey in "Keep Care of Honor"﹒

Ragunov... seemed to feel like he was holding a turntable submachine gun, shouting "For the motherland!" and advancing bravely in the rain of bullets...

Amid the warm applause of people, I quietly stood up and walked towards the theater gate. Light snow floated in the sky, and the fine snowflakes swayed in the air with the north wind, and mischievously fell to my hair and shoulders. I walked alone on the dim sidewalk, and Yuan Yuan's singing still echoed in my ears.

"The snowflakes covered his footsteps, without footsteps and singing,

On that wide silver field, there is only one path alone…”

The naughty snowflakes penetrated into my eyes, warming my tear glands, and my eyes couldn't help but become a little wet.
Chapter completed!