Countercurrent 1982

Chapter 68 Qingyan

"Qingyan?"

Duan Yun felt a little familiar when he heard these two words.

But he quickly remembered that when he was drinking with that Gao Lei last night, Gao Lei once told him that Tian Feng dumped He Xiaoli and began to pursue a factory flower named Cheng Qingyan. This is the female student.

"Thank you, Squad Leader Song." Cheng Qingyan smiled and thanked after taking the notebook.

"Hey, I said Lao Song, why don't you show me the study materials if you have them?"

"Yes, yes, monitor Song, you always prepare study materials for Xiaocheng, when do you care about us poor students?"

Several other male and female employees sitting around the gentle man asked in a teasing tone.

Obviously, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the man called Lao Song was deliberately trying to please Cheng Qingyan.

Duan Yun's mouth twitched when he saw this scene, and he felt a bit familiar, which seemed to remind him of his college days.

At that time, the Department of Electronic Engineering and Mechanics, where Yunyun University was located, was notoriously male and female. There were 170 students in the entire department, but there were only three girls.

And the most beautiful girl among them was her girlfriend Luo Yanjun. At that time, many people pursued her. Knowing that she had Duan Yun as a boyfriend, she still wanted to try to dig a foot in the wall. For this reason, Duan Yun did a lot with others.

However, the environment is different from the university days. At that time, the college classmates were all of the same age. In this vocational college, many people are not young, and there are many people in their 40s and [-]s who go to the evening school for employees.

At that time, the workers who could go to the night school for employees were eager to learn culture and technology, because there was only one belief in our hearts: that is to quickly get back the time delayed by the "Gang of Four"... For the title, for the promotion, of course, love It is also a powerful driving force for many people to study hard in the staff night school.

"Xiaocheng is different from you. She only came to this staff night school last month to study, and her homework is not as solid as you who have studied for a year or two. She used to be a technical secondary school student, and there are many things to pass the college entrance examination successfully. To study, as the monitor of our class, I naturally have to give priority to such students..." The gentle man said solemnly.

"Hey, monitor Cheng, isn't this a new student?" The short man sitting diagonally across from monitor Cheng pointed at Duan Yun and said with a smile, "Since you care so much about the new classmate, then you Why don't you even say hello for the squad leader?"

As soon as the short man finished speaking, everyone in the back row, including Cheng Qingyan, focused their attention on Duan Yun again.

But when Cheng Qingyan saw that Duan Yun was covered in soot and dirt, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be swollen and bruised, Liu Mei suddenly wrinkled slightly.

"Who said I didn't say hello?" The gentle man turned to look at Duan Yun and said with a smile, "Hello, classmate, I'm Song Guozhong, the monitor of our class, may I ask what your name is..."

"My name is Duan Yun!" Duan Yun replied politely.

"Duan Yun...why does it sound so familiar to me?" Song Guozhong thought for a while, and then asked abruptly, "Are you from the first workshop, not long after you joined the factory!?"

"Yeah." Duan Yun nodded.

"Forehead……"

As soon as Duan Yun's words fell, everyone around him also showed a sudden look.

The next moment, Song Guozhong's hand that had been stretched out also retracted, and the others were silent and turned their eyes to one side.

Duan Yun was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood what was going on.

The fact that he committed suicide at the door of a workshop is well known in the whole factory. Naturally, no one wants to know someone like Duan Yun, so it is very normal for them to have such a reaction.

"Let's work hard together in the future." Song Guozhong said casually to Duan Yun, then turned to Cheng Qingyan with a smile, "Xiao Cheng, I wrote a poem the day before yesterday, which is dedicated to praising the workers of a special gear factory. I would like to be the lubricating oil for the gears of the times", I plan to submit it to the propaganda department of our factory. In addition, I also want to organize a literary club. You can also come to participate. In the future, everyone can talk about the past and the present, sing poems and write about the truth, and express our new The dreams and minds of the youth of the era..."

"Teacher, I'm sorry! I'm late." At this moment, a young man quickly ran to the door and said to the teacher on the podium.

After Duan Yunxun looked at the door, he was stunned for a moment.

It turned out that it was none other than Tian Feng standing at the door!
"Come in, the class is about to start," said the old teacher on the stage.

"Thank you, teacher!" Tian Feng thanked politely and quickly walked to the back row.

Tian Feng saw Cheng Qingyan sitting in the back row at a glance, and after waving her hand with a smile, she walked over quickly.

"This classmate, this is my seat..." Tian Feng helped his glasses with his hand. When he saw that Duan Yun was sitting next to Cheng Qingyan, he was stunned for a moment: "It's you..."

"What's your seat?" Duan Yun asked with a frown.

"Duan Yun, I used to sit here in class all the time. My name is still written on the table. Everyone can testify." Although Tian Feng was beaten by Duan Yun last time, he began to avoid him But now that Cheng Qingyan was present, Tian Feng obviously didn't want to give in like this, so he said with a straight face, "You are new here, you should go to the next classroom and bring a set of desks by yourself..."

"Yeah, Comrade Tian Feng usually sits in this position, Xiao Duan you..." Song Guozhong also persuaded Duan Yun at this time.

"Bullshit!"

If it were someone else, Duan Yun would most likely agree to give up his seat, but he was a little indifferent to Tian Feng, so he said: "Your name on the table is your seat? If I write mine on the wall of the Forbidden City Name, then does Tiananmen Gate Tower become my home?"

"Pfft!" As soon as Duan Yun finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter around him.

"You!" Tian Feng was suddenly at a loss for words.

"Duan Yun, it's not right for you to say that..." Song Guozhong obviously wanted to speak for Tian Feng.

In any case, Tian Feng is the nephew of the factory director, and the old employees in the factory basically know about this.

"Go away!" Duan Yun looked at Tian Feng with a bit of gloom in his eyes.

The moment Tian Feng and Duan Yun looked at each other, the body couldn't help but shivered slightly. After all, he had already experienced how powerful Duan Yun's body was after six years of hard work.

"I don't care about rough people like you!" Tian Feng said in a pretentious manner, turned around and walked to the next classroom.

After Tian Feng moved to the seat and sat down again, the old teacher on the stage finally started the class.

Duan Yun also opened the textbook at this time and read it.

He soon discovered that compared to later generations, the mathematics tutorials in today's years are a bit simpler, which he can't believe. He probably doesn't need to study it seriously. With the old foundation in his memory, it is enough for him to cope with two The adult college entrance examination a month later.

But the class still has to be taken, even if it is sitting down, it must come. After all, he was introduced by Secretary Zhao, and Duan Yun can't make Secretary Zhao misunderstand him because of this kind of thing.

Just looking at this kind of 'pediatrics' book in his hand didn't interest him, and Duan Yun felt quite tired after riding a bicycle for a few hours in the afternoon to install the antenna at the Mining Bureau. In the end, he was lying on the desk. Fell asleep……

Cheng Qingyan, who was sitting beside her, saw Duan Yun sleeping soundly on the desk, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and a trace of contempt and disgust flashed in her clear pupils...

(End of this chapter)