Literary Master 1978

Determined to write some articles to make money, Lin Chaoyang did not start writing in a hurry.

Not only because he had not thought about what to write, but also because he could not easily expose this matter. After all, he wrote articles to make a small treasury. Writing at home, wouldn't that be a blatant rebellion?

That night, Lin Chaoyang tossed and turned in bed. He was the kind of person who couldn't sleep when he was a little worried. His mind was full of ideas, and he felt that he would pee if he didn't write.

Tao Yushu was tossed by his actions and fell asleep very late. He thought he was more excited on his first day at work and didn't take it seriously.

The next day, he went to work again, busy from 6:30 to 8:00. The students were in class, and Lin Chaoyang's work became idle.

He took his work manual and wrote and drew there. Hu Wenqiong's workstation was next to Lin Chaoyang, and he didn't say anything when he saw him slacking off.

These days, who doesn't slack off at work!

It was almost noon, Lin Chaoyang was writing something with his head down, and he heard a sound of knocking on the floor.

He looked up and saw an old comrade with a thin face, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, walking to the front desk with a cane.

Hu Wenqiong happened to go to the toilet at this moment, so Lin Chaoyang asked, "Old comrade, what book do you want to borrow?"

The old comrade pointed to the cabinet with the book request card not far away with his cane, "The Collection of Aesthetic Criticism Papers from Writers Publishing House, go find it for me."

This old man is quite arrogant!

Lin Chaoyang complained in his heart, but who can afford to offend him because he is old!

He ran to the cabinet and rummaged for a long time, and found the book request card of the Collection of Aesthetic Criticism Papers that the old comrade wanted.

"Old comrade, I will register for you."

Lin Chaoyang just sat down and prepared to register, and the old comrade said again: "Please help me find a copy of The History of Western Aesthetics from People's Literature Publishing House."

Why didn't you say it earlier?

If it weren't for the fear that this old man would fall to the ground and blackmail him, Lin Chaoyang would have to argue with him, why are you here with this stupid boy?

Perhaps seeing Lin Chaoyang's dissatisfaction, the old comrade said: "Young man, don't be so quick. I haven't finished my words just now."

Is it my fault that my legs are too fast?

Forget it, it's your age. I'll tolerate you again.

When he took back another book request card and prepared to register, the old comrade waved his hand and said, "No need. I just thought about it. This book is just average. I won't read it. It's boring."

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Lin Chaoyang to speak. Lin Chaoyang was confused.

What's going on? Is this old man trying to tease me?

He lowered his head and glanced at the book request card, "History of Western Aesthetics, written by Zhu Guangqian."

The representative work of a famous contemporary aesthetician, literary theorist, educator, translator, and leader of domestic aesthetic education, you call this average?

Old Deng!

Lin Chaoyang spat at the old man's back.

After the episode, Lin Chaoyang continued to focus on the work manual.

His work manual was a small booklet of three inches square, with dozens of pages and a small area, so he could not write anything. He spent a day to write half of the page.

After work, he ran to the south gate of Yanda. There was a Changzheng Restaurant across the road, which was an old place where Yanda students often came to improve their meals. It was called the "off-campus canteen".

Next to the Changzheng Restaurant was a small alley called Tiger Cave, where there were savings banks, stationery stores and daily necessities stores.

Lin Chaoyang came here to buy some stationery paper from the stationery store. The fountain pen he used for writing was the fountain pen provided by the library. After a day, the ink was empty, so he would no longer take advantage of the company's paper, otherwise he would be easily regarded as a typical example of "fleecing socialism".

After buying the paper, he returned to the library and put the letter paper in the table slot of his workstation before going home.

After dinner, Lin Chaoyang asked Tao Yushu if he wanted to watch a movie.

In addition to being a canteen, the large dining hall of Yanda also served as an auditorium and a movie theater. Now there is no weekend off, only Sunday, so every Saturday and Sunday night, Yanda will sell tickets to the public to show movies, the ticket price is 5 cents, but they are all old movies.

"I still have to do homework at night." Tao Yushu shook her head.

"Then go watch it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow I have to read a book."

After returning to Beijing for a week, Tao Yushu gradually revealed her background of being fascinated by learning. After being rejected twice in a row, Lin Chaoyang lost interest, "Then I will go to the library to read a book."

"Isn't it the same to read at home?"

"I can't calm down when you are here."

Lin Chaoyang's sweet talk made Tao Yushu blush, rolled her eyes at him, and then went out smoothly.

It was already 7:20 in the evening when I walked from the east bank of Langrun Garden to the Yanda Library. At this time, the study room and lending room of the Yanda Library were still crowded, and the lights were on.

There was a communication room next to the main entrance stairs. There was an old master named Xie in it. Lin Chaoyang had been in the library for two days and got to know him.

"Xiao Lin, why are you here so late at night?"

"I was bored at home, so I came here to read books."

Master Xie praised: "You are really educated people. If my son had half the studious and hardworking spirit of you teachers and students, he would definitely be admitted to university."

"You work at Yanda, and your son will also start at Yanda in the future."

Master Xie smiled when he heard this, "Good luck to you."

After chatting with Master Xie for a while, Lin Chaoyang came to the front desk of the closed-shelf lending office and continued his unfinished work during the day.

Lin Chaoyang was not so proud that he thought he could travel through the Chinese literary world just because he was a time traveler. Instead, he used a tricky method, which was to "borrow" successful works from later generations. This is the case with the work he is writing now.

However, he has not written much for many years since he graduated from college. He picked it up suddenly, and he had a lot of ideas, but they were also very mixed, and even if there were successful works to learn from, the things he wrote were still not outstanding.

Lin Chaoyang knew that this matter could not be rushed, and he had to work slowly. He deleted and revised what he wrote during the day, copied it on letter paper, and started writing again.

After working at the desk for a long time, his arms and shoulders were inevitably a little sore. Lin Chaoyang got up and moved around. He casually looked at the clock in the museum and found that it was already nine o'clock.

He quickly packed up his paper and pen and went home. When he got home, Tao Yushu was about to lie down to sleep, so he didn't ask him much.

The next morning after dinner, Tao Yumo said that she was going out to play with her classmates today and wanted to borrow her sister's bicycle.

Tao Yushu finished her meal and was brushing her teeth. It was not convenient for her to talk, so Lin Chaoyang said, "Just ride it away."

"It's not your car." Tao Yumo muttered.

Hey, this girl, she is just trying to get the upper hand.

Lin Chaoyang was not angry with such a little girl, but Tao Yushu was not happy. She rinsed her mouth and said, "No!"

"I'm borrowing from you, but I'm not not going to return it to you!" Tao Yumo yelled.

"It's my car. I can lend it to you if I want to, and I won't lend it to you if I don't want to."

"That's the car my dad bought."

"My dad bought it for me!"

The two sisters refused to give in to each other, and Tao Yumo went to her mother to complain in a rage.

Tao Yumo spoke rudely to Lin Chaoyang. Tao Yushu just wanted to teach her sister a lesson. Seeing her mother trying to take sides, she stopped pestering and said, "I can lend it to you, but be more polite!"

"Hmph!"

With her mother's support, Tao Yumo was very proud and snorted coldly, but she didn't dare to be too presumptuous, after all, she would need the bike in the future.

After she rode away, Lin Chaoyang put his arm around Tao Yushu's shoulders and said, "My wife is still the best."

Among the three brothers and sisters of the Tao family, Tao Yushu is like his father, generous, smart and capable, so he is deeply loved by his father. Tao Yucheng and Tao Yumo are more like their mother, with a bit of petty bourgeoisie.

Tao Yumo was deeply influenced by her mother and has always been not very nice to Lin Chaoyang.

"This girl just needs a lesson. My mother spoiled her."

"It's okay. How can I argue with a little girl like her?" Lin Chaoyang said generously, and then asked, "Let's go out and play today!"

Tao Yushu hesitated when she heard this. She had just rejected Lin Chaoyang's suggestion to watch a movie last night. It seemed a bit bad to reject it again today. But when she thought about the many books and materials she hadn't read, she didn't want to go out.

Lin Chaoyang saw her expression and understood what was going on. It's not a good thing for a wife to love studying too much!

He was considerate and said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go to the library to read."

"Still going?"

"I'll see if you're around..." He was talking too much nonsense, and seeing that Tao Yushu's reaction was not as strong as last night, Lin Chaoyang said, "Didn't I just get to the library? Anyway, I have nothing to do. I'm free anyway. I can work in the library on weekends. Won't the leaders praise me when they see me?"

Tao Yushu teased, "Look at your cunning mind!"

"I call this the pursuit of progress."

For the sake of the small treasury, Lin Chaoyang just temporarily abandoned his lazy idea and packaged himself as a struggling person.

When he went out, he couldn't help but spit on himself.

Who would have thought that after finally traveling through time, he became the kind of person he hated the most!