1980 My Literary Era

Chapter 60

Time flies to the end of September, and it is getting closer and closer to the completion of the fifth batch of students of the Institute of Literature.

During this period of time, everyone has basically become a free-range state, either running relationships, meeting friends, expanding contacts, or writing hard, striving to leave a good result for their study career.

Zhang Lin and Jiang Zilong applied for a teacher appreciation banquet with the institute.

The location of the teacher appreciation banquet was still held in the cafeteria of D school. I have to admit that the chefs in the cafeteria of D school are excellent.

In the past, the staple food was cornmeal tortillas, porridge with big ballast, and the dishes were all cooked in big pots. When it really came to an emergency, the chefs were unambiguous.

Eight cold and eight hot, the major cuisines of Sichuan, Liao, Shandong and Guangdong are served as soon as they are said, and even the cups, plates and bowls are prepared.

Many people watched this scene and couldn't help sighing. After staying in D school for half a year, it was only today that they saw the true skills of the masters.

In the evening, the invited tutors arrived one after another, and their respective students greeted and accompanied them at the door early.

There was still some time before the meal, and everyone took the tutors to visit the residence of the institute.

A camera was brought to the institute today, and taking advantage of the good light at this time, many people took the tutor and ran under the tree in the yard to take a group photo.

Mr. Wan was accompanied by his daughter Wan Fang, who came later.He specially changed into a new white shirt today, looking very energetic.

Like everyone else, Lin Weimin dragged Mr. Wan to take a photo together, and then took a photo with Mr. Wan, father and daughter.

The tutors are all famous, so Lin Weimin naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to take a photo with Mr. Wan. After taking a photo with Mr. Wan, he went up to take a photo one by one, so that everyone couldn't help but think about the kid's autograph on the first day of school.

The past was vivid, and everyone laughed.

In the institute, the tutor and the students were arranged at the same table. In Lin Weimin's table, besides Mr. Wan and his daughter, there were also Mr. Jin Jin and his three students, Huang Anyi, Qu Xiaowei and Guo Yudao.

The stools in the canteen all had no backs. Lin Weimin knew that Mr. Wan was used to sitting on chairs with backs at home, so he ran back to the dormitory to get one for him.

"Sit on a stool, it's not so hypocritical."

Lin Weimin joked: "Today is the teacher appreciation banquet, so I have to serve you well."

Mr. Wan just sat down on the chair.

Seeing him like this, Qu Xiaowei naturally didn't want to be left behind, and ran back to the dormitory to get a chair for Teacher Jinjin to sit on.

The students around saw it and began to follow suit.

When the dinner was about to start, more than a dozen mentors sat on a chair under their buttocks.

At six o'clock, Director Xu Gang came to the stage and said a few words before announcing the start of the dinner.

At the beginning, everyone was quite reserved, each of them was polite, raising their glasses to respect the mentor next to them from time to time, and saying some words of thanks.

After a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere of the dinner party became casual.

The few who didn't hold enough alcohol, probably because they had reached their limit, spoke louder and seemed a little excited.

Like everyone else, Lin Weimin toasted Mr. Wan with a glass of wine. He knew that Mr. Wan's health was not very good, so he didn't toast again. Instead, he drank with Wan Fang.

After drinking some wine, Wan Fang's speech became more casual, "I said, little brother, it seems that today you must pour us father and daughter together?"

"Senior sister, what you said is wrong. As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine are rare when you meet a bosom friend. Today is a happy day. How can you say it is drunk?"

"I believe it's your fault, why don't you drink with others?"

"They are not old enough, but you are my dear senior sister."

Wan Fang was covered in goosebumps by Lin Weimin, and gave him a disgusted look, but he drank the wine anyway.

After drinking for three rounds, weeping began to come from the dining table.

Lin Weimin glanced, it was Cheng Shixu.

He usually doesn't talk much in class, and he always feels inferior in front of talented students. It is probably because he has been depressed for too long. Today, he drank some wine and cried.

The study and life of the Institute of Literature and Literature is coming to an end soon, and the farewell is imminent. Cheng Shixu's crying seemed to open the tear gate in everyone's heart at once, and several students with low tears burst into tears.

Lin Weimin also felt a little uncomfortable, he is not a sensational person.

Thinking back to this time last year, he was still planing food in the countryside of Longjiang Province. In order to improve his life, he did not know how many pen nibs were worn out.

Fortunately, he got the opportunity to study at the Institute of Literature and Literature, which completely changed his life.

When he first came to the Institute of Literature and Literature, he was out of tune here, and all he thought about was how to make some quick money.

But gradually, he adapted to the environment here, got used to attending classes, writing, and getting used to the teachers and classmates around him.

Writing not only improved his life, but also brought him spiritual satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment, and allowed him to meet many lovely people.

The cries at the dinner party were like the bell for the end of get out of class. The instructors did not have the melancholy of the students. Seeing that the atmosphere gradually became sad and noisy, some instructors left the table one after another.

Mr. Wan also bid farewell at this time, and Lin Weimin and Wan Fang helped him leave the cafeteria. The teachers in the institute came out to see him off, and Mr. Wan waved them back.

The dirt road leading to the No. [-] bus station was pitch black.

There was no noise at the banquet, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Lin Weimin supported Mr. Wan with one hand, and chatted with him.

After walking for tens of meters, there were street lights on the side of the road. School D is the terminus of Shiba Road. The bus is already waiting here, with the lights dimmed and the doors open.

Lin Weimin reluctantly let go of Mr. Wan's arm, his voice hoarse, "Teacher, then... goodbye."

Mr. Wan clapped his hands, "Don't make it look like you're parting from life and death. Isn't the work done? Go to your home when you're free. You haven't finished your homework yet!"

Lin Weimin was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Mr. Wan sincerely regarded him as a student, not an errand entrusted to others.

There was a flash of crystal in his eyes, and he nodded heavily, "I see, teacher!"

Mr. Wan patted his arm, "You are talented, don't waste this talent."

"I remember, teacher."

The bus moved slowly, and the melancholy in Lin Weimin's heart disappeared because of Mr. Wan's words. On the contrary, he was full of infinite yearning for future life.

On the way back to the lecture hall, every now and then, I would meet the students who sent the tutor out. They talked in a low voice, and their words were full of parting sadness.

Lin Weimin fully understands everyone. Once his work is done, he can stay in Yanjing, and his relationship with his teacher, Mr. Wan, will also be maintained.

But most of the people in the class have their homes and jobs in other places. This parting, I don’t know when we can meet again, and some people may find it difficult to see each other again in a lifetime.

Looking back on the details of getting along with each other in the past six months, who can not be overwhelmed?

Lin Weimin walked to the gate of School D, just like the day he came, he couldn't help but look up at the sky, it was early autumn, the night wind was cool, and the moon was rising.

(End of this chapter)