Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 404, Make you famous in school
"Yu Wenbin, your letter!"

While thinking, a shouting voice came from the door.

Everyone turned to look and saw a young man, who should be from the same class.

Upon seeing this, Yu Wenbin walked over curiously, murmured a few words to the other person, and then came back happily holding something.

"Hey, what's going on? Are you so happy?"

After returning home, someone asked curiously.

Hearing this, Yu Wenbin said a little shyly: "Oh, people from our compound just went to the communication room and brought my letter. This was a letter sent to "Youth" magazine in June. A letter to me."

As soon as these words came out, the people around him burst into excitement.

"Really or not? Take a look! Have you passed? It seems that if you pass, you will get royalties, right?"

"Just... take a look."

"Are you the only one in our class?"

"Open it quickly!"

For a time, the class was bustling with excitement.

Different people have different circles. Students’ circles, especially after entering high school, like to write some poems and articles.

However, my writing style in high school was actually a bit immature, and very few of my writings were actually included in newspapers and magazines.

Because those who are able to edit now are all people with a certain level of ability.

Moreover, submission fees are required now, and the unit price is very high. Thirty yuan is equivalent to a month's salary. If the review is not strict, the magazine will lose money.

There was someone in the class who wrote a letter to a poet, and when the other person replied, I felt infinitely honored.

When I was in high school, being able to publish articles in magazines or newspapers was a sensation.

Under the urging of everyone, Yu Wenbin opened the letter with some "coquettishness".

A magazine and a letter were revealed inside.

The letter contained more than ten dollars.

"Hey, hey, what should I say?"

"If you have money, you will definitely pass it, you will definitely pass it."

Someone urged anxiously.

Yu Wenbin opened it and looked at it, then smiled and said: "Yes, I passed it. I paid seventeen yuan in royalties. I also sent me a magazine."

At this time, someone was already helping him count the money.

"Hey, it's really seventeen yuan!"

For an ordinary family, this is more than half a month's salary and most of the family's expenses.

At this time, someone was already flipping through the magazine.

After browsing for a long time, I finally found an article in the very back corner.

No one cares if it's in the corner.

For them, being able to get there is already a big deal.

"A cry for youth."

Someone took it and read it.

"Hey, let him read it by himself. You don't understand the feelings in it. Only he himself knows the feelings of this poem."

Sun Tiezhu was there making noises.

After hearing this, the other party returned the things to Yu Wenbin: "Here, read it to us!"

Seeing this, Yu Wenbin looked around and saw many envious looks from everyone, and then smiled and said: "What about me?"

"Hey, read it!"

"Okay! I'll read it then!"

Yu Wenbin couldn't wait for a long time, cleared his throat, and started talking in a low voice.

"Cough~~"

"A cry for youth."

"Youth travels through the long river of history and accompanies the glorious years of Chinese civilization for more than 5000 years!"

"Youth is the youthful exuberance of "qiaoxiaqianxi, beautiful eyes looking forward to" in "The Book of Songs"..."

"Youth is like the words in "The Songs of Chu", "The road is long and long..."

……

"We must shout to youth, not to be slaves to hardship, but to be the masters of youth..."

……

Yu Wenbin recited impassionedly, while the people below listened quietly, as if they had found resonance at this moment.

Yang Xiaole was also there listening quietly.

He also looked at Yu Wenbin in surprise.

Didn't see it!
Is this kid still at this level?

Yu Wenbin's grades are neither good nor bad, but this guy's other grades have fallen badly, and his Chinese has always been pretty good.

It’s just that he feels that this doesn’t look like what he wrote!
His level is still clear.

But this was none of his business. I listened quietly to him finishing reciting a poem.

"Clap clap clap!"

Seeing him stop the manuscript in his hand, and adding the loud shouting at the end, everyone knew that this was the end.

Suddenly there was a burst of applause in the class.

In the envious eyes of everyone, Yu Wenbin sat down.

Suddenly, the class returned to various small circles, but the topic of chatting became Yu Wenbin's poems that had been published in magazines.

Feng Aijun also muttered from the side: "I didn't realize that this guy has this talent! He actually got into a magazine through stupidity!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shrugged.

Who knows!

But it's not something particularly outrageous. No. 8 Middle School is not bad among key middle schools. Although there aren't many people who report it to newspapers and magazines, there are still some.

While thinking, Lao Han walked in from outside.

The class suddenly became quite quiet.

After Han Jingxuan came in, he smiled and said: "What's wrong? I just heard that the class was very lively! What's going on?"

"Teacher Han, Yu Wenbin's poems were published in a magazine."

Sun Tiezhu said with a smile.

Yang Xiaole looked at each other. Since the "social education" movement started last year, people like Sun Tiezhu and Yu Wenbin have become very close.

The last time I went on a spring outing, he didn't even go.

It feels like we are drifting apart from people like Gu Lan.

Han Jingxuan was also surprised. Having such a person in the class was also a good thing for the class.

Then he asked.

After listening, Han Jingxuan also nodded.

"Well, we have to learn from classmate Yu Wenbin and keep a copy of the magazine later. This is also the glory of our class!"

Yu Wenbin felt satisfied for a while after saying this.

There was silence for a while, and then Han Jingxuan suppressed everyone.

After looking at the people below, he slowly said yesterday's decision: "In order to allow more students to..."

The words were naturally the same as yesterday.

I won't be stupid and say that I have no choice but to replace them with a group of red class cadres.

The people below have different expressions.

Li Baoguo and others looked normal, as if they knew. The only thing they didn't know was who was the cadre on duty.

Next, Han Jingxuan announced the new class committee members.

The people below were also talking a lot.

Han Jingxuan also knew that this matter was disgraceful. After all, the people below were all young people of eighteen or nineteen years old, and they all had the ability to think independently.

After saying that, he left directly.

In the morning reading class, people below were talking a lot.

Yu Wenbin held the letter with a proud look on his face and said to Yang Xiaole: "Um, monitor,...oh, no, Yang Xiaole, look, where is the right place to put this magazine?"

Yang Xiaole glanced at the other party.

He smiled calmly: "How bad it is to leave it in the class! Such a glorious thing should be placed in the school's brochure!"

Hearing this, Yu Wenbin looked happy.

On the school's bulletin board, everyone can see it.

This is so famous!
Then he hesitated and said, "That...isn't it appropriate to put it there? Can the school league committee pass it?"

The school's bulletin board is not something that can be posted casually by the class.

Yang Xiaole smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'll talk to Chen Xiaolu and Yao Bo. It's not a big problem. Besides, this is also a glorious thing for the school!"

The word "glory" is particularly emphasized.

I have read so many novels in later generations. Although I don’t know many prose poems, I have listened to them a lot!

I don’t even dare to publish it.

I really think this is a good thing!

This kind of public announcement, with a name and a surname, will count as one in the future.

Hearing this, Yu Wenbin put down his momentum.

I feel like Yang Xiaole is no longer so annoying.

Then he said with a smile: "Okay, I'll ask Party Secretary Yang to help me."

The position of monitor was dismissed, but no one moved him from the class secretary or grade deputy secretary of the Youth League. After all, the school still hopes that children of ordinary people or intellectuals can gain a foothold in the school.

"That's for sure! Definitely help!"

Yang Xiaole agreed with a smile.

The other party didn't say anything when he saw this, took the things and left.

Feng Aijun was surprised when he saw this: "Xiao Le, this is not your attitude! What's wrong? Are you still afraid of him? Your father used to be a poor peasant, but now he is a worker. No matter what, you are not afraid of him."

Yang Xiaole said nonchalantly: "What does this mean? This is the glory of our class! Besides, the one who laughs last is the winner."

Feng Aijun felt strange for a while about the last nonsense sentence.

They are already in magazines, and you help them get on the school's bulletin board.

This is Yu Wenbin’s victory!
Naturally, Yang Xiaole would not explain this.

Just wait!
In the morning reading class, no one is in the mood to study now, so they are all perfunctory.

Yang Xiaole looked at the unhappy Hua Yourong next to him and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy?"

Hua Yourong pouted and shook her head slightly: "That's not true! It just feels like the school is messing around and not implementing it..."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole shrugged: "Okay, don't worry about this. By the way, how is he doing at school now?"

Hua’s father used to graduate from college.

After liberation, all walks of life re-evaluated the abilities and functions of these people. The first batch of college students left over from the Republic of China generally received good treatment.

But Hua’s father has been away for many years after all.

In the end, I couldn't get into university.

Teaching in high school!

As he spoke, his eyes were directed at the two things held up by the desk.

Hua Yourong was about to speak.

Seeing the other person's gaze, he looked down and quickly sat up straight.

He picked up the book next to him and hit him: "You bastard! Humph."

Then he blushed and turned his head away.

This made Yang Xiaole feel embarrassed for a while.

By the way, I tasted it yesterday and I’m still thinking about it now!
And a man!
Women still pay more attention to some of the more prominent parts, but others don't dare to look at them.

To put it bluntly, it's a prude.

He doesn't care anyway.

It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.

By the way, Hua Yourong is really talented.

No, there is another beauty in the class, Guan Yingying too.

To him, Hua Yourong was on the bright side, while Guan Yingying was a treasure girl.

Because she really doesn't pay attention to dressing up at all.

But it's still hard to conceal her excellence.

Seeing that she ignored him, Yang Xiaole angrily said nothing.

Classes are as normal in the morning.

At noon, he and Hua Yourong went out on bicycles together.

Naturally, Hua Yourong wasn't really angry with him. Instead, she was a little secretly happy, but she couldn't show it because of her reserve.

Xizi, on the other hand, followed behind. After they came outside and separated, Xizi asked curiously: "Brother, are you and Hua Yourong dating? I don't think they look alike!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole turned around and glared at him angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about! If the school finds out what you said, you will want your brother to drop out of school!"

As you age, it is normal for opposite sexes to attract among high school students.

There are many people who admire each other.

But it's all in private.

Now, as in later generations, campus love is absolutely prohibited.

There are many co-ed schools in elementary and junior high schools, but when it comes to high schools, most of them are now boys' and girls' schools.

There are not many mixed-gender schools like No. 8 Middle School.

The High School Affiliated to Qingda University counts as one, and the Eighth Middle School counts as one. There seems to be one school, and the others are all boys' or girls' schools.

Fourth Middle School for boys, Sixth Middle School for boys, and Third Middle School for girls, these are what the students call them privately.

Xizi chuckled: "Brother, what are you afraid of? At your age, even rural children can run away. What's the point! I won't talk nonsense everywhere."

"no!"

Yang Xiaole replied angrily.

Indeed not!
After all these years, he also understood a little bit about Hua Yourong's thoughts.

But she will go to Hong Kong Island in the future.

Although polygamy is still a system on Hong Kong Island, how many women can accept their men having multiple wives?

He doesn't think he is a good person, but he can do less harm than good.

Hearing this, Xizi was just there to have fun, with an expression that said, "I understand."

When I got home, my mother was cooking at home.

Yang Xiaole glanced at Qu Ying, who had just fetched water and came out, and snickered there.

This woman really isn’t at work!

There is something wrong with the way he walks, but it's not very obvious.

It's over. You won't be exposed now, right?

Seeing his expression, Qu Ying blushed, glared at him shyly, pouted and returned to her room with her head lowered.

How dare you talk to him.

Yang Xiaole returned to the door.

Looking at Wang Qiuju, she thought for a moment and asked sideways: "Why didn't Qu Ying go to work today?"

Wang Qiuju glared at him after hearing this: "What are you asking about women's affairs? She has a stomachache today!"

"Oh!"

Yang Xiaole suddenly realized that she was probably having her period due to her stomachache.

Yes, this is also a suitable reason.

Some women do get stomachaches when they have their period.

Shrugging, he returned home and came to his room.

Looking at Qu Ying next door, she was sitting there reading a book.

That exquisite body made him feel hot for a while.

Having tasted it for the first time, he was still very fond of it.

At this time, he was wondering whether those men who had just ended their virginity had the same idea as him.

After all, he has never experienced it.

Sometimes he feels like he has too many needs?
The heart is hot and the fire is hot.

But it was noon and there were so many people in the courtyard. No matter how ridiculous he was, he couldn't just run over there!
And judging from Qu Ying's appearance, her body may be a little overwhelmed.

You have to give her a day!
Yes, one day, one day.

My eldest sister goes to college, which is a bit far away from here. She eats directly at the school during the day and comes back at night.

The house is also a little deserted.

At noon, the family gathered together to eat and talk about what happened during the day.

Yang Xiaole is always paying attention to the information about Dad Factory's support for the third line.

After dinner, Dad and the others went to work.

Wang Qiuju didn't even wash the pots and dishes before calling Yang Xiaole into the room.

Start asking him what he did last night.

She couldn't ignore the rumors in the compound.

Yang Xiaole felt helpless for a while when he saw this. He felt that it was not a problem if it continued like this, and he still had to stop it.

Thinking of this, he said: "Mom, you are also blindly participating in things that are not true!"

Then he muttered: "Just wait! Didn't Zhao Jianguo fall in love with a girl? If I didn't mess him up, I would take his surname!"

This bitch has a really bad mouth.

It’s not like the widow with a bad reputation lives in the alley.

You like to chew your tongue, right?

It's messed up for you.

He is already nineteen, and Zhao Jianguo is now twenty-one and has reached the age to get married.

But this guy is no longer picking up manure now. Uncle Zhao found a relationship and sent him to the factory to work.

I heard it cost a lot of money.

After all, he has a criminal record!

When Wang Qiuju saw this, she pulled him and said, "What are you going to do? You don't think it's embarrassing for you to go to him like this!"

"Hey, no need, mother. By the way, I won't be back for a few days! I'm sleeping at my master's house."

When he first tasted it, he hadn’t had enough of it yet!
Hearing this, Wang Qiuju was confused: "Why are you going to your master's place? Are you feeling well?"

"He is in good health. Hey, this man is old and a little lonely! I will stay with him for a few days."

Wang Qiuju didn't doubt this.

He didn't say anything.

Yang Xiaole looked outside and said to her, "I'm leaving first. There's something going on at school today."

This is really not nonsense, there is something going on at school.

Things that were not voted on yesterday will have to be met at noon today.

After that, he said hello and left.

I rode my bike to the roadside and saw Qu Ying walking.

Part of the reason why he left so early was because Qu Ying had gone out. Judging by the time, he should have gone to work.

"It's okay! I'll take you!"

Coming closer, looking at Qu Ying, he said softly.

Qu Ying raised her head and saw him, and quickly turned to look behind her.

After making sure there was no one she knew behind her, she snorted: "Don't follow me, I have to go to work."

After that, he walked straight towards the factory.

Yang Xiaole saw this and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take you for a while. I have something to do at school today, so I won't take you to the factory, okay?"

Hearing this, Qu Ying hesitated.

After thinking about it, he still sat on it.

When the car started moving, Yang Xiaole said with a smile: "Does it still hurt? I didn't go to work in the morning!"

"You still said that!"

Qu Ying's shy voice came from behind, and then Yang Xiaole felt his waist being twisted.

"Hiss!! Oh, it hurts, it really hurts!"

Yang Xiaole pretended to be in pain and said quickly.

Seeing this, Qu Ying quickly let go: "Hmph, you deserve to be hurt to death!!"

She said that, but she also rubbed his waist gently.

From time to time, he would hit him with his fist: "You bad guy, did you succeed? Bad guy. Did you get what you wanted?"

Yang Xiaole was beaten, but she felt happy.

It feels so good.

Then he smiled and said: "By the way, remember to leave the door open for me at night! I told my mother that I will go to my master's place."

"Are you still coming?"

Qu Ying wailed for a while.

"No, the compound has started to spread news about us. You really want us two to be caught and we won't be able to hold our heads up in the compound from now on!"

"Hey, what are you afraid of? In the past few years, when have I ever been seen by someone when I went to your place?"

Every time he stayed at Qu Ying's place, he had control over the situation in the entire compound.

Naturally, it is impossible for others to see it.

After hearing this, Qu Ying also hesitated for a while, but still refused: "No! There will be no next time!"

"hey-hey!"

Yang Xiaole just smiled.

I have said this many times, is it useful?

It seems to be of no use at all!
Qu Ying also felt it and gave him a few shy slaps.

The distance was not very far in the first place. When they arrived at the intersection, they put each other down and the two separated on the roadside.

Yang Xiaole left in no hurry.

Instead, he rode directly to the transportation company.

He went to find Huzi.

As for Dalong, this guy is currently driving a car in a taxi company and sometimes doesn't come back at noon.

When I came to the place, I said hello, and the tiger came out after a while.

"Uncle Haozi, are you looking for me?"

At this time, Huzi was fat and looked very strong. He was wearing a blue driver's uniform.

Wearing a pair of dirty string gloves on his hands.

After the other party came over, he handed him a cigarette.

Yang Xiaole shook his head: "No, I have something to do with you. Go back and tell Yingzi and the others and ask them to do something for me."

"What's the matter? Just tell me!"

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole told the other party what to do.

After hearing this, Huzi was surprised: "Uncle Haozi, is this cruel enough? Has it offended you?"

Yang Xiaole nodded: "Well, when you go to the Xisi Cinema Station, be careful with your words so as not to make others feel it. Also, don't make it too obvious in our alley."

Damn it, wait until you become a bachelor!

It’s not that there aren’t people with half-open doors in the alleys. After all, people who came from the Republic of China period really couldn’t get by in the past few years.

There are people who trade their bodies for food.

He picked a person with a relatively wide reputation. Anyway, there were not many people like Zhao Jianguo.

"Tsk tsk!!"

Huzi clicked his tongue, but still agreed: "Okay, I know, Uncle Haozi, I will make sure you are satisfied. I will be leaving the car in a while, so I will go and tell them."

"Hey, okay, that's it. You go and do your work, I have other things to do!"

After that, he said hello and left.

When he returned to the school, these people were already there.

There are only a few people left.

"Xiao Le!"

As soon as he came in, he was called over by Yao Bo on the stage.

After what happened yesterday, he helped civilians several times, so Yao Bo considered him one of his own.

Yang Xiaole didn't explain either and just passed by with a smile.

After waiting for a few minutes the meeting started.

This meeting will naturally focus on what happened yesterday.

The process is still the same as yesterday.

The content of today's meeting is naturally to reject yesterday's decision.

But after Yao Bo argued hard, and the two teachers and Xini, they still proceed according to yesterday's results.

Although people like Sun Tiezhu were united by people like Yu Wenbin, it was already too late.

In the end, we still have to follow yesterday’s results.

This made people like Chen Xiaolu very unhappy, and they became increasingly dissatisfied with the people in the school, because they felt that the school was deliberately targeting them.

I think there is something wrong with the school even more.

(End of this chapter)