1980 My Literary Era

Chapter 8 The School Opening Tea Party Spending Huge Money on
That night, the few people in the dormitory with Lin Weimin didn't see him until after ten o'clock, and he came back with a bunch of books.

All the students got up early the next day. Today is a special day for everyone.

Early in the morning, the cafeteria, classroom, and auditorium was full of noise. The tables used to eat were temporarily used as banquet tables, and sheets were spread on them as tablecloths. Everyone could only eat with lunch boxes.

Lin Weimin held an aluminum lunch box with millet porridge mixed with pickle sticks in one hand, and steamed buns in the other.Bite a steamed bun, drink a mouthful of porridge, counting him sucking the loudest.

Qu Xiaowei now belongs to Lin Weimin's bad friend in the class, and said sarcastically: "Lin Weimin, you can hear the sound of your pig being eaten two miles away, can't you keep your voice down?"

Lin Weimin didn't feel annoyed, he drank the porridge in the aluminum lunch box in one gulp, and stuffed the remaining steamed buns into his mouth, puffing out his cheeks, very unmannered but extremely free and easy.

"We working people are not as fastidious as you old Yanjing. They are all poor people, and you always take care of them. Do you think so?"

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, he still didn't forget to incite the people around him.

Speaking of lip service, not to mention the old Yanjing, even Tianjin Wei's is no match, Lin Weimin has this confidence.

With a single sentence, he put Qu Xiaowei on the opposite side of his classmates, and Qu Xiaowei could only stare blankly.

At this time, Tang Kangmei said without losing the opportunity, "That's right, Qu Xiaowei, what do you mean? Is it getting in your way if we make some noise during dinner?"

She is the boss of the girls' dormitory. As soon as she finished speaking, the girls in the dormitory cheered up, "That's right!"

The rest of the people also started to make noises, Qu Xiaowei saw that the situation was not good, and quickly begged for forgiveness, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was a bitch! You adults don't remember the mistakes of villains."

Tang Kangmei was satisfied, "It's not too bad."

Jiang Zilong smiled and said to the side: "When it comes to lip service, I'm afraid no one in our class is a match for the people."

Jiao Yundian, who was full of ditches, nodded with sympathy, and remembered the fear of being dominated by Lin Weimin the day before yesterday when discussing seniority.

Why is this turtle grandson so talkative?
When everyone was about to finish eating, teacher Tang Yuqiu, who was in charge of the students, walked into the cafeteria, "Hurry up and eat, our meeting and tea party will officially start at nine o'clock, and the shoe-making leaders and lecturers will arrive around 08:30, and we will wait for the meeting After the meal, the gay men help put things on the table."

Everyone responded in unison, and speeded up the progress of eating. The sound of sniffing turned into a grunting sound, and the battle ended in less than 2 minutes.

For this tea party, the institute specially "spended huge sums of money" to buy some food. It is not an exaggeration. According to Xiaolin, it cost a total of more than ten yuan.

Don't look at the meticulous care of the students' lives in the institute, but in other places it is always a penny, and the cost of more than ten yuan even alarmed Xu Gang, the director.

Of course, you can't sell any decent good things for more than ten yuan, such as pink biscuits that are not too sweet, low-grade tea that smells like smoke, and big, plump peanuts.

Don't ask Lin Weimin how he knew it, he didn't taste it alone.

"Why are there so many missing peanuts?" Tang Yuqiu asked.

Lin Weimin shrunk his neck subconsciously, and the other male students around him were too guilty to speak.

Tang Yuqiu knew what was going on without even thinking about it. He took a look at the group of young gay men and said angrily, "Hurry up and behave yourself!"

Everyone was wronged, and their movements became more agile. Those who didn't know thought they ran through the court before liberation!
While everyone was busy, the leaders and teachers of the institute also arrived one after another.

From its closure in 57 to this year's 80th, a full 23 years later, the Institute of Literature resumed its establishment. The old people headed by director Xu Gang seemed a little excited, with suppressed smiles on their faces.

Lin Weimin thinks this kind of expression is very complicated, and it must be able to get the actor's micro-expression performance in the movie.

Around 08:30, the lecturers from the Institute came one after another. Not many people came, just five of them, Wu Zuxiang, Yuan Kejia, Wang Chaowen, Wang Meng, and Wan Jiabao.

Wan Jiabao is a monument in the Chinese drama world. The old man is very handsome, and everyone laughs when he looks at him.Huang Zonghan saw that the old man's expression was about to lose control, and he kept clapping his big hands on Lin Weimin's shoulders, turning pale.

The other students were similar, looking at the lecturers with excitement and excitement on their faces.

Wang Meng was the only one Lin Weimin knew by looking at his face. He met him when he was watching "Qiang Qiang Threesome" before time travel.Well, 80, not too big.

Among the students, Jiao Jiao Yundian’s mood is the most stable. He is from Wang Meng’s generation. He published his famous work "Send the Land" a year before Wang Meng published his famous work "A Young Man Came from the Organization Department".

Of course, Lao Jiao can't compare with others now.

Lin Weimin bumped Lao Jiao with his shoulder, with a smirk on his face, "Old Jiao, go say hello!"

As for literati, those who are gentle, courteous, thrifty, and accomplished are teachers. No matter what, they must be decent.

Lin Weimin stared at Lao Jiao's numb old face, saw his face twitch, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Naughty animal!"

Seeing that Lao Jiao had broken his guard, Lin Weimin was very relieved, and said cheaply, "Look, it's really rude, how can you scold the teacher?"

Jiao Yundian finally couldn't control his emotions, bent over to take off his shoes, Lin Weimin quickly hid behind Guo Yudao seeing that the situation was not good.

Guo Yudao couldn't help but stop Jiao Yundian, "Okay, what do you care about with him as a child?"

Then he turned around and said to Lin Weimin: "You too, every day is not big or small."

Lin Weimin grinned, "Just kidding!"

Of course, Jiao Yundian didn't mean to really beat Lin Weimin, it's just that this kid is too cheap, and sometimes he really can't hold his emotions, so he wants to use the method of punishing his son on him.

After humming twice, Lao Jiao no longer had the same knowledge as Lin Weimin, mainly because the occasion was inappropriate.

Lin Weimin was upset with Lao Jiao for a while, and felt much more at ease.

Last night, the old men scolded him, they ate peanuts, and the most important thing was that everyone licked him on the head, and Lao Jiao was the most ruthless.

Disrespectful to the old!
Lin Weimin laughed, and saw the tender Shanghai girl Huang Anyi looking at him curiously.

There were two tables between the two of them. Huang Anyi must have seen Lin Weimin's quarrel with Lao Jiao just now. He bared his teeth at Huang Anyi for a while, but the girl shyly avoided his sight and turned her head away. .

What an era of innocence, even smiling at a girl can be shy.

It's not like the later generations, you tell a joke to the girl, and the girl tells you a more fierce one, directly fierce|manly and shy.

While he was thinking wildly, Xu Gang, who went to greet the leader, led several old comrades into the auditorium.

The students started talking and whispering.

"Hey, Shatin!"

"Chen waste coal!"

Seeing everyone's precious looks, Lin Weimin couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it seems that he is really ignorant, he just thinks that he is a leader|leader, but look at everyone's reaction, this is a proper literary fanatic!
(End of this chapter)