In the Tsinghua Faculty and Staff Family Home, Lin Xiaoguang is tutoring Fu Anqing.
"Remember, there are five steps to solve word problems with linear equations of one variable. First trial, second hypothesis, three columns, four solutions and five answers. The first step is to carefully review the question, determine the known quantities and unknown quantities, and find out the equivalent quantities between them.
Relationship; second, suppose the unknown number (X), depending on the actual situation, it can be a direct unknown number or an indirect unknown number..."
Lin Xiaoguang didn't understand. For such a simple question, he was taught by a teacher from the High School Affiliated to Tsinghua University and had to be tutored repeatedly in private. How stupid could he be?
"Xiaoguang, come here and give me a flush." Teacher Fu called from the living room.
"You watch first, I'll go out for a while." After giving instructions, Lin Xiaoguang walked out of the room.
Teacher Fu was wearing pajamas and slippers, with a bare face and disheveled hair. He was bending over and washing his hair in the washbasin on the stool.
She may not have paid much attention, but when Lin Xiaoguang walked over, he saw her pert buttocks, which were in a perfect drop shape, like two ripe peaches.
He was a little stunned.
"What are you standing for? Give me some water. The kettle is there, and the ladle is also there. Be careful, don't get too hot." Teacher Fu closed his eyes and didn't hear any sound for a long time, so he couldn't help but urge.
"Oh, okay, wait a minute." Lin Xiaoguang woke up suddenly.
After mixing the warm water, he took a ladle and slowly poured it down, watching the water rush down, flowing through the tufts of long hair, and finally dripping into the basin, a basin of foam.
He was a little helpless, Teacher Fu really didn't treat him as an outsider.
"Sister Qingtong, the eldest nephew's name is Fu Anqing. Was he born in Anqing? Or is my sister and brother-in-law from Anqing? Does he have the same surname as my sister?"
"No matter how big or small, you can call me sister or brother-in-law?" Teacher Fu said angrily.
"Then don't call me sister and brother-in-law, should I call you aunt and uncle? I am a teacher in Anqing, so I can't be the same as the students, right?" Lin Xiaoguang was unhappy.
"That's right." Teacher Fu thought thoughtfully.
"Sister Qingtong, tell me about your family situation. Anqing is a good place, one of the Five Tigers of the Yangtze River. You don't know, I just like the Jiangnan water town, the small bridges and flowing water, the people, and the rain alleys paved with bluestones, holding oil-paper umbrellas.
A girl, a passer-by rides by, the sound of dada's hoofbeats..."
"What's so good about Anqing..." Teacher Fu shook his head.
"Let's not talk about whether the place is good or not. The girls in Anqing are just fine. The prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River has a flourishing literary style, and so are the beauties from the south of the Yangtze River. Wu Nong talks softly, weak willows support the wind, and their bodies are delicate, graceful and graceful. I am drunk just thinking about it." Lin Xiaoguang
I admire the ancient Jiangnan ladies very much.
"How old are you, and you start thinking about women, little brat."
So Lin Xiaoguang felt helpless.
The school has always strictly prohibited engaging in dating. Once discovered, criticism will be reported immediately and parents will be notified, and the handling will be very serious.
The only exception is the third-year students.
The third generation is the junior high school graduates from 1966 to 1968. Based on the 18-year-old graduating from high school, they are all 30 years old this year. Just like Liang Zhendao, not only does he have a wife, but he also has two children.
Other students cannot fall in love, but only the third-year students can get married during college, and the school will not stop them.
Just last month, a newlywed couple was punished. At the same time, a newlywed couple applied to the school and received their certificates directly. There was no wedding banquet. The two got a room in a guest house and slept together that night.
This made Lin Xiaoguang a little envious. The couple could support each other, unlike him, who had to work hard alone. When he was tired, there was no one to bring him tea and water, and when he was tired, there was no one to encourage him.
"It's so hard for me."
After Labor Day, we entered the Beginning of Summer, and the weather gradually became hotter. One day in June, Lin Xiaoguang was reading a letter from home. The letter mentioned that on the Dragon Boat Festival, they ate rice dumplings and planted willow trees.
He remembered eating salty rice dumplings at Teacher Fu's house a few days ago. As a northerner, he always ate sweet rice dumplings, so it felt uncomfortable to eat salty rice dumplings.
Suddenly I realized that it was almost the summer solstice.
The summer solstice has not yet arrived, and my mother’s birthday has arrived.
The dormitory was very lively, Qian Shengli was telling jokes, and the people listening nearby laughed, while Lin Xiaoguang read letters from home quietly, moving and then remaining silent, forming a sharp contrast.
"Shengli just talked about one, and I'll talk about one too." Chen Yiming said with a wicked smile.
"The female director of a certain revolutionary committee rarely reads and works only by 'feeling'. One day, she accidentally read a miscellaneous book. There were some words in the book that she couldn't understand. She took the book and ran to ask the office director.
"
Liang Zhendao and Qian Shengli suddenly smiled, and Chen Yiming chuckled and continued talking.
"The office director is a young man who graduated from a middle school normal school. Of course he understands this term, but he doesn't know how to explain it in front of the director of the female revolutionary committee. After thinking for a long time, he stammered and said, it means..."
Chen Yiming pretended to be serious: "One day, there was a meeting of three-level cadres, and the female director of the Revolutionary Committee gave a lecture. In the end, she said..."
Speaking of this, Chen Yiming couldn't help laughing.
"She said that originally there were many phenomena that she wanted to criticize, but that's all for today. When I have something to say, I will call everyone here..."
Upon hearing this, several people suddenly laughed so hard that they were out of breath and burst into tears.
Only Lin Xiaoguang looked calm.
After finally stopping laughing, Chen Yiming stared at him: "Xiaoguang, isn't my joke funny? Why is there no reaction at all?"
"Hey, hey, Xiaoguang is young, he is still a child, don't lead him astray." Liang Zhendao stopped him.
"That's right." Chen Yiming thought thoughtfully, turned around, and started to howl and laugh again.
Lin Xiaoguang looked calm: "Yi Ming, originally I wanted to say it, but let it go." Then, Shi Shiran walked out of the dormitory and left without looking back.
Chen Yiming looked confused: "What?"
Liang Zhendao didn't understand very well, Qian Shengli thought thoughtfully: "Female?"
Lin Xiaoguang returned to the classroom and saw several girls discussing something excitedly. He ignored them, found a seat and sat down, and prepared to code.
However, several girls ran over, including Bai Yang. She stepped forward and asked, "Xiaoguang, do you know about the resumption of publication of "Literary News"?"
"I know, it's about June 6th."
"Then the All-China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the Third National Committee, held its third enlarged conference in Peking. Do you know about this?" Gu Min asked next to him.
As a pseudo-literary young man, how could Lin Xiaoguang not know about this major event in the literary and art world?
"of course I know."
To a certain extent, this meeting can be called the Renaissance of New China.
Under the direct leadership of the Propaganda Department of the CPC Central Committee, the conference was held in Peking from May 27 to June 5. More than 340 members of the National Committee and specially invited representatives attended. It was the first national conference in the literary and art circles since the China Federation of Literary and Art Circles was disbanded.
Sex party, the meeting made the following resolutions.
Adhere to the literary and artistic line, implement the policy of letting a hundred flowers bloom and a hundred schools of thought contend, and strive to prosper socialist literary and artistic creation.
Lin Xiaoguang closed the cap of his pen and looked at a few people: "So, your Tsinghua Literature Society is planning to do something big in this area? You need my support now."
"Classmate Lin Xiaoguang, you are so smart. Aren't you writing a novel? We are going to start a literary journal."
"What's the name of the journal?"
"Tsinghua Literature and Art."
"This name is too limiting. I think it's better to call it Youth Digest."