Backtracking to the Age of Literature and Art

Chapter 174 Dirty, Teacher Jia
"Brother, why don't you let me be the vice president."

In the male dormitory of Gongmei 91, Wang Hailin looked at Qu Aiguo with a flattering smile.

Since attending the gathering of the Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association last time, Wang Hailin ran to Qu Aiguo's dormitory whenever he had nothing to do.Although this kid has a hot temper, he is really good at flattering, and in front of Qu Aiguo, he always calls him big brother one by one.

Qu Aiguo is also a good sycophant. When he met Wang Hailin, a good sycophant, he felt like a hero cherishing a hero.

"It's useless for you to tell me, boy. Although I am the president of our association, the appointment of the second in command is not something I can say. Our association talks about democracy and public opinion. Can you be the vice president? It also depends on whether your mass base is solid or not.”

"I haven't been to school for a few months, so I don't have any mass foundation." Wang Hailin said with a bitter face.

Qu Aiguo glanced at Wang Hailin, "What do you mean, I was also a freshman when I became the president of the association?"

"Who can compare with you, you are our big brother, you are really young." Wang Hailin slapped him with another flattery.

This quote Qu Aiguo is very useful, he smiled and said to Wang Hailin: "Don't say that my brother doesn't take care of you, my brother will show you a clear way. Our association now wants to grow and recruit members from other schools, but publicity and organization work There has been no progress. If you can solve this matter, you, the vice president, will be stable."

"This is too difficult." Wang Hailin looked puzzled: "Our school's association went to other schools to find members, and there was no such precedent before."

"Is it not too difficult, waiting for you to do it? It doesn't have to be something you do. You run as hard as you can. It's best to bring a few classmates with you so that they can see your efforts." Then Qu Aiguo added He said, "Our association now has more and more female members."

Hearing the word "female member", Wang Hailin's eyes lit up.

When he didn't go to the party before, he thought that the Science Fiction Association was full of boys, but after he went there, he realized that there were more girls than he had imagined, and each of them looked good.

Seeing Wang Hailin's expression, Qu Aiguo pursed his lips and said, "I know what shit you want when you poke your butt."

"Senior brother's eyes are like torches."

……

Yu Dong was watching the latest issue of "Harvest" in the office. This issue didn't come out until the end of the month, and everyone had been waiting for a long time.

Without any accident, his "Chaos Diary" and "To Live" were both listed.

This time, when my colleagues saw Yu Dong publishing another work on "Harvest", their reaction was much more flat. Everyone didn't move their buttocks. They just said congratulations in their seats and it was over.

Yu Dong's "Coward" was published in "Zhong Shan" at the beginning of the month. It has only been a few days, and they have already gotten used to it.

It is also because I have heard too much about this kind of thing, and now these teachers in the same office as Yu Dong have become immune to magazines such as "Zhongshan" and "Harvest".

If they hear that so-and-so has published articles in these magazines, they will feel that it is nothing more than that, it is not a big deal.

"Teacher Yu Dong, Principal Wu called you to go."

A teacher yelled in Yu Dong's direction at the door, but before Dong could reply, the teacher had already left.

Yu Dong put down the magazine in his hand and went to the principal's office.

When Wu Changxin saw Yu Dong coming, he pointed to the sofa and asked him to sit first. After a while, after he settled his affairs, he came over and sat down opposite Yu Dong.

"Yu Dong, I called you here to criticize you." Then, Wu Changxin lit a cigarette. He said he wanted to criticize Yu Dong, but there was a smile on his face.

Yu Dong sat up straight, "Principal Wu, criticize, I'm ready."

"Do you know what I'm going to criticize you for?" Wu Changxin asked suspiciously.

Yu Dong shook his head: "I don't know."

"Then you are ready to say what you say."

Yu Dong's face straightened, "In ancient times, people were happy when they heard something, and they worshiped when they heard something good. The leaders criticized me, it was a spur to me, it was to make me improve. When I said I was ready, it meant that I was ready. Ready to progress."

"Preparation for progress..." Wu Changxin shook his head with a smile, "It is said that literati are upright, but I don't see what is upright in you. If you are not in the teaching section, come to the management section, and you are guaranteed to be able to mix well Raw water starts. If it doesn’t work, if you go back to farming, you will be a good hand.”

"How do you say that?"

"You can plow the ground with your mouth." Wu Changxin laughed, then waved his hand and said, "I'm not joking with you, I called you here to tell you something. President Qu of Jinling University called me and said these few days The other day, some students from our school always went to their school to organize publicity lectures. I didn’t understand it at first, but after listening to him, I realized that it turned out that our school’s Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association went to their school to recruit members.”

Upon hearing this, Yu Dong laughed, "I've also heard that it seems to be the idea of ​​Qu Aiguo and Wang Hailin. They want to expand the influence of the association, so they start with other schools in the surrounding area. It’s not a big deal, it’s all going to Principal Qu?”

Wu Changxin took one last puff of his cigarette and put it out, "You only know one thing, but not the other. According to the information I have, these two guys are having a lot of trouble, and they have taken root in their teaching building." , and set up a classroom as the Jinling University contact station of the Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association, and the style is very similar to the former underground workers."

"These two boys are a little bit capable." Yu Dong said with a smile, "At least they are thick-skinned."

"You look quite proud? It wasn't you who dared to answer Qu Jinyue's phone call. You didn't take it seriously, did you? Let me tell you, you have to take care of it."

Yu Dong hurriedly said, "How can I blame this matter? This Science Fiction Association is a student association recognized by the school. What does it have to do with me?"

"It's true that these two boys are your students, right? It's true that these associations were established because of you, right?"

"Hey, don't, don't, it's true that these two boys are my students, but this association is not established because of me. The students like science fiction, and spontaneously formed a science fiction association for mutual exchange and mutual assistance, but it has nothing to do with me."

Yu Dong rubbed his hands together, and continued: "And I think the students are young and vigorous, and it is worth encouraging to do something. We are all college students, and there is no harm in communicating with each other. The principal is also blaming our students for occupying them. Classrooms, that’s okay, our school also frees up two classrooms for them. If there is an association in their school that wants to recruit members from our school, we will support it unconditionally.”

"You're asking me to play a rascal with Qu Jinyue, right?" Wu Changxin cast a squinting look at Yu Dong and said angrily.

Yu Dong waved his hands again and again: "It's not a rascal, it's because I think we are all universities in Jinling, so we shouldn't engage in the academic style of self-preservation and closed doors. It is not only a blessing for our two schools to let students communicate with each other and learn from each other's strengths. , and it is a blessing for me in China’s education circle.”

"Come on, are you starting to sing high notes with me again?"

"It's high-profile, but it has to be high-profile. Our school's drama department has just reopened, and we need some stimulation. I think not only the Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association is going to their school, but also the Cucumber Garden Poetry Reading Club. I will show them the literary atmosphere of our school. If they have any objections to Jinling University, just come and give advice.”

After hearing Yu Dong's words, Wu Changxin felt a little emotional for some reason.

The key is that when Yu Dong mentioned the drama department, he immediately talked about Wu Changxin's heart.The re-opening of their drama department really needs some stimulation, not only to generate motivation for internal students and teachers, but also to gain more reputation for the school externally.

Wu Changxin deliberated for a while, and said, "I'll talk to Principal Qu about this matter, and after discussing it, you can go to work first, and call Liu Changmin for me."

Yu Dong smiled and stood up, "Alright, I'll call for you right now."

……

Wu Changxin didn't know how to tell Qu Jinyue. Anyway, Qu Jinyue didn't say anything more about it later. The Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association and the Cucumber Garden Poetry Reading Club started to carry out promotional activities in Jinling University.

But Qu Jinyue, the principal, doesn't care, it doesn't mean that the students in his school have no opinion.

You Jinyi came to a science fiction association, that's all, but also a poetry reading party, what kind of poetry reading party does an art school hold, isn't it ridiculous and generous?
So when the poetry reading club was setting up a stage for publicity, the literature club of Jinling University came to smash the scene.

The few students who led the team at the Cucumber Garden Poetry Reading Club were more irritable than the other. Jia Zhangke, who was usually silent, slapped the table with others on the spot, "It's a mule or a horse, let's pull it out for a walk."

"How do you slip? Dou Shi?" the other party asked.

"What poetry are you fighting for? Aren't you a literary club? Why do you have more articles published in top literary journals than anyone else? Two months, if we lose, we will leave voluntarily, and if we don't take a step into your Jinling University, you If you lose, you will hide away from us when you see us in the future.”

The other party was also very impulsive, and agreed immediately: "That's it, let's wait and see."

After the people from the literature club left, several other people from the poetry reading club surrounded Jia Zhangke, "Mr. Jia, you are so impulsive. How many people are there at Jinling University? Definitely lose, why not fight poetry?"

Jia Zhangke smiled slyly: "Don't forget, Mr. Yu Dong and Mr. Bi Feiyu are also members of our poetry reading club. They are all students in the literature club. What's the use of having more people?"

When the others heard this, they all gave Jia Zhangke a thumbs up: "Dirty, Mr. Jia."

Just a few months after Jia Zhangke arrived at the school, he was called Teacher Jia, because despite his usual dullness, he had more tricky ideas than anyone else at critical moments.

Just now he seemed to be arguing with the literature club, but he was actually setting the other party up.

(End of this chapter)