"The Sixth Set of Radio Exercises begins now. Stretching exercise, ready, go! One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight; two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight..."
"Aimin, Aimin, wake up!"
"Teacher Han! Teacher Han!"
"Stop shouting! Get Teacher Han to the hospital!"
"Who knows if he broke any bones? We can't move him carelessly. We should call the hospital!"
Han Aimin was jolted awake by the overlapping cries. Opening his eyes, he saw familiar yet unfamiliar faces gathered around him, each looking more anxious than the last. Then a searing pain shot through his elbows and knees.
"Aimin's awake. Make some room." A man in his forties let out a breath of relief and anxiously asked, "Aimin, are you all right?"
If this was not a dream, then the man before him should be Zhong Jianyu, his former colleague and Big Brother. Zhong had transferred out of the military to 985 Factory. Since he knew nothing about technology and the factory had no shortage of Political Cadres, he had been assigned to the children's middle school as a politics teacher.
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. Not only was she a 985 Factory Descendant, but she had also been third sister's classmate from kindergarten through middle school. After graduating from high school without getting into college, she had been assigned by the factory to teach English 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 below those of formal employees...
"Aimin, look at my hand!" Not knowing what Han Aimin was thinking, Zhong Jianyu raised a finger and waved it in front