1980 My Literary Era

Chapter 7 Luxurious Lecturer Lineup

Qu Xiaowei took Lin Weimin halfway across Yanjing, including a lot of post offices, but the gains from Gengshen Monkey Tickets were not huge.

Four full pages of Gengshen monkey tickets, plus more than 120 scattered monkey tickets.

They didn't even let go of the small post office in front of School D of the Chaoyang District Committee, and wiped out the remaining 20 or so monkey tickets.

Lin Weimin was a kind person, and he insisted on giving Qu Xiaowei more than 20 monkey tickets.

"Take this monkey ticket. Believe me, brother, you will have a good time in the future!"

Lin Weimin babbled like a magic stick.

Qu Xiaowei couldn't hold him back, so he could only hold up the monkey tickets.

After getting along for a day, the relationship between the two became acquainted, and they began to call each other equally. Qu Xiaowei is 27 or [-] years old this year, and he is several years older than Lin Weimin. Lin Weimin calls himself "brother", and he also He didn't take it seriously at all, instead he joked: "If you were my elder brother, I would be your father!"

"There are so many people who want to be my father, who are you?"

Qu Xiaowei was speechless for Lin Weimin's self-deprecating words, and he gave a thumbs up.

"You are awesome! I can't even say this sentence!"

Lin Weimin nodded, that's right, as long as you are shameless enough, your opponents will be afraid of you.

But what he said is not nonsense, after all, the father of a dormitory!
After a day of shopping, I spent nearly 40 yuan on stamps, more than 20 yuan on daily necessities, and more than three yuan and two catties of food stamps for lunch.

The lunch was invited by Lin Weimin, so Qu Xiaowei was delayed for a day no matter what.

Lin Weimin couldn't help trembling when he thought of Qu Xiaowei's gobbling up at lunch, and that was the only time.

The landlord's house has no surplus food!
I made almost 70 yuan a day, which is equivalent to almost one-third of Lin Weimin's family property that he has saved since traveling for more than a year. It is really too extravagant.

low key!Still have to keep a low profile!

Monkey tickets can't be turned into cash in a short time, and the two bad money in hand have to be saved.

When they returned to School D of the District Committee, it was already time for dinner in the evening, and the two of them got a piece of news just after they came back.

The institute is going to hold a tea party for the start of school, and the time is set for tomorrow.

Just today, a total of 34 students from the fifth batch of the Institute of Literature arrived.

In order to promote the communication between students and teachers, and also to get familiar with each other, the leaders decided to hold this opening tea party.

Tomorrow is the day of the tea party, and the Institute of Literature is very busy. Lin Weimin met the leaders of the institute for the first time.

The Institute of Literature has just resumed its organizational system. Now there is a preparatory team. The team leader is Xu Gang, who is also the director. He is an old man in the 50s. There is also Gu Jianzhi, who is a member of the preparatory team and deputy director. Huang Jianqing is also under him. , Li Qingquan et al.

In addition, there are several female teachers stationed in the school, You Xiaoshan, Tang Yuqiu, Wang Yifen and others. The teachers who actually give lectures in the institute are all big names in the literary world and top figures in various majors, and they do not participate in these mundane affairs on weekdays.

After dinner, the office is still busy.Everyone is not divided into leaders, comrades, and everyone is busy with their own jobs. Even the students are not idle. Naturally, Lin Weimin cannot lag behind.

The place where the tea party is held is in the classroom of the research institute, which is also the cafeteria of D school.Everyone put four small tables in the cafeteria into a large table, and then covered them with sheets to pretend to be tablecloths.

A temporary podium was set up in front of the classroom, and the banner on the wall was written by the teacher, "Tea Party for the fifth term of the Institute of Literature", a line of brush calligraphy is magnificent.

In this way, a simple and generous meeting place was arranged.

After finishing the work, the leader|leader and the teachers explained a few words and scattered away. The students returned to the dormitory, but they were a little excited. All they talked about was the tea party that would start tomorrow. A dozen or so people gathered in Lin Weimin's dormitory .

"I heard that Chen Huangmei, Sha Ting, and Feng Mu are all coming tomorrow!" Wang Zonghan didn't know where he heard the gossip.

Lin Weimin didn't know the names of these people before, but at any rate, it's been more than a year, and he still knows something about the literary world of this era. These people are all famous figures.

Each of them is a figure of the same level of writing, and there is still a certain gap compared with the famous writers who are familiar to the common people, but the literary achievements of this era cannot be ignored. Ministerial cadres.

Think about it, too, don't look at the current Institute of Literature as if it's a shabby household, but its level is not low. Four years later, it will directly incarnate into the National Academy of Letters and become the cradle of future Chinese writers.

"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that I heard that they will also give us lectures!" Qu Xiaowei beamed.

"It's not just them..." Gu Hua raised her eyebrows, "Xiao Jun, Wan Jiabao, Wu Zuxiang, Yuan Kejia, Wang Chaowen, Wang Meng..."

"Stop, stop, master, Mo Nian, master, Mo Nian!" Cheng Shixu covered his head exaggeratedly.

Everyone in the dormitory laughed loudly,

Every name that Gu Hua uttered just now was heard by everyone, and they are all well-known names in the contemporary literary world. When they think that in the future, such masters will teach the students, everyone yearns for it.

"Old Huang, pinch me!"

The dull Guo Yudao suddenly said something, and everyone couldn't help but smile.

indeed!

Such an opportunity is like a dream.

Among the people present, in fact, many novel authors who have already made their mark in the literary world, have their own masterpieces and won national awards, such as Jiang Zilong, Ye Wenling, Jiao Yundian, and even representatives of the third national writers congress.

Among the students in this period, middle-aged people in their 30s are the backbone, and there are many students in their 40s, such as Jiao Yundian and Guo Yudao.

The rest, such as Qu Xiaowei, Huang Anyi, and Huang Xiaoying, are all in their 20s. Lin Weimin is the youngest among the students in this cohort, who just turned [-] this year.

Even though they are already well-known and have works, they are still full of apprehension and excitement in the face of such a luxurious lineup of lecturers, and they are full of unspeakable expectations and ambitions for their future.

So many big names in the literary world give lectures one by one, and the sons of literary giants don't get the same treatment. Who doesn't care?

Everyone's eyes were unconsciously empty, and they fell into fantasy.

"Click!" A crisp voice woke everyone up, and more than a dozen heads turned to the direction of the voice.

Lin Weimin smiled embarrassingly, "You say what you want, don't worry about me."

Someone wanted to continue chatting, Qu Xiaowei pointed to the peanut in Lin Weimin's hand, "Where did you get the peanut?"

Lin Weimin pursed his lips, "I brought it myself."

"Report!" Cheng Shixu raised his hand, "I will report that Lin Weimin just shoved the peanuts off the table!"

Everyone despises.

Lin Weimin defended himself strongly, "I'm still young, and I'm still growing..."

"Huh~"

Not only despised, but also cast aside.

"Steal the needle when you are an hour, and steal gold when you are old."

"Don't do evil because of its smallness."

"This child, the road is narrow!"

The uncles have one for each, the dormitory is empty, and Lin Weimin's pockets are also empty!

(End of this chapter)