"The Sixth Set of Radio Exercises begins now. Stretching exercise, ready, begin! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight; two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."
"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"
"Mr. Han! Mr. Han!"
"Stop shouting. Hurry and take Mr. Han to the hospital!"
"Who knows whether he broke anything? We can't move him carelessly. We should call the hospital!"
Han Aimin was jolted awake by the overlapping shouts. Opening his eyes, he saw familiar yet unfamiliar faces gathered around him, each looking more worried than the last. Then a searing pain shot through his elbows and knees.
"Aimin's awake. Make some room." A man of around forty sighed in relief and anxiously asked, "Aimin, are you all right?"
Unless he was dreaming, the man before him should be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and Big Brother. He was a military cadre transferred to 985 Factory after leaving the army. Since he knew nothing about technology and the factory had no shortage of political cadres, he had been assigned as a politics teacher at the Children's Middle School.
Behind Zhong Jianyu stood a young woman in a Floral Plaid Spring and Autumn Shirt. Her surname was Liu, and her name was Liu Pingping. She was both a 985 Factory Descendant and third sister's classmate from kindergarten through middle school. After graduating from high school and failing to get into university, she had been assigned by the factory as an English teacher at the Children's Middle School. However, she was neither a cadre nor a formal employee, but a "Collective Worker" whose salary and benefits were one tier lower than those of formal employees...
"Aimin, look at my hand!" Zhong Jianyu had no idea what Han Aimin was thinking. He raised a finger and moved it before Han Aimin's