1980 My literary era

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon when Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei returned from Shi Tiesheng's home to School D of the Chaoyang District Committee. When they were having dinner in the evening, they saw a group of people gathered around Jiang Zilong.

Lin Weimin leaned over and asked, "What are we talking about?"

"Don't you know Weimin?"

"what do you know?"

"The institute is going to assign a mentor to each of our students."

"tutor?"

"Yes, just like those college students. Don't you know? In fact, our Literary and Art Association once applied to the Ministry of Education to grant master's degree to students in our Institute of Literary Studies after completing their training. Unfortunately, the Ministry of Education did not agree. , saying that our conditions are not up to standard.”

Jiang Zilong's tone was full of regret.

Lin Weimin didn't care in his heart. With the conditions for running a school, it would be weird to meet the standards. The leaders above really dare to think!

"So..." Gu Hua suddenly stared at Lin Weimin, "You are lucky!"

"How to say?"

"Have you forgotten? Mr. Wan asked for your manuscript today. I think it is probably the teachers who recommended you to him. He asked for your manuscript just to examine you."

Lin Weimin later realized that if it was true as everyone said, that would be great.

After two days of observation, the students also discovered that now every lecturer will be invited to the office for a heart-to-heart talk after each lecture.

Sure enough, a few days later, after the last class in the afternoon, Tang Yuqiu walked to the podium.

"Students, I would like to share some good news with you today. After research by our leaders and communication with lecturers, in the future, every student in our class will be assigned a highly respected mentor according to their creative direction. …”

After hearing these words, the students became restless. Although they had guessed it a few days ago, everyone still felt a little excited when Teacher Tang announced it.

In the early days of the Institute of Literature and Literature, there were only large courses, and there were few opportunities for personal contact and learning with the lecturers. Now the institute assigns tutors to each student, which is naturally a very precious learning opportunity for everyone.

"Teacher Tang, Teacher Tang, how are tutors assigned? Who is my tutor?"

"Teacher Tang, can I choose Mr. Nie Gannu?"

…

Before Tang Yuqiu could finish speaking, everyone interrupted, and the cafeteria was filled with confusion.

"Everyone be quiet!"

Tang Yuqiu drank, cleared the environment in the cafeteria, and then said: "As I said just now, the instructors are selected based on everyone's creative direction, and now they have been assigned. Let me make an announcement..."

"Huang Anyi, Qu Xiaowei, and Guo Yudao, your instructor is Teacher Jin Jin."

"Qiao Yundian, Jia Dashan, Han Shishan, your instructor is Teacher Wang Yuanjian."

…

"Lin Weimin, his mentor is Mr. Wan Jiabao."

There are 34 people in the class, and all the students in the front are in groups of three. Only when we get to Lin Weimin, Mr. Wan Jiabao is the only student, and the students around him all look at him with envy.

This kid is lucky to have stepped on shit!

Lin Weimin felt the same way.

The status of "Thunderstorm" and Mr. Wan in the Chinese literary and drama circles has been recognized for decades.

When the institute arranges students for tutors, it must wait for the teachers' approval in advance. Mr. Wan's agreement to accept him proves that he is satisfied with himself.

Lin Weimin thought again of the half-written manuscript that Mr. Wan had taken away. Am I already so good now?

He immediately warned himself, don't drift, don't drift, it's all the credit of the original work and has little to do with you.

After calming down for a while, Lin Weimin finally calmed down. Facing the envious eyes of his classmates, his face remained calm.

At this time, we need to be calm. We are people who have seen the world.

The assignment of tutors was announced quickly. After Teacher Tang left, the class fell into complete chaos.

Everyone is discussing the assigned tutor, and the institute determines the tutor based on everyone’s creative direction.

For example, the group of Huang Anyi, Qu Xiaowei and Guo Yudao all prefer children's literature. Huang Anyi relied on the short story "Who is the Future Squadron Leader" for literary lectures, and Qu Xiaowei relied on the work "Xiaowei". Wei》……

Everyone was generally satisfied with the distribution results in the institute, but when it came to Lin Weimin, they couldn't hide their envious and jealous eyes.

What does it mean to be uniquely favored by the emperor? Just take a look at this kid and you will know.

The topic of assigning tutors has been a hot topic in the Institute of Literary Studies for a few days, and soon after, students received messages from their tutors one after another. Most of them were notified to go to the tutor's home and listen to his teachings.

Lin Weimin waited for several days, but there was no notification from Mr. Wan Jiabao, and he felt a little disappointed.

Fortunately, he was not the only one in this situation. An Shishan, Jiao Yundian and Jia Dashan who were assigned to Mr. Wang Yuanjian had the same experience as him.

After waiting for several days and not seeing his mentor calling him, An Shishan inevitably complained a few times while eating.

"It's really hard to wait around. I feel like a resentful woman. And when I think about my studies in the past few months, I don't seem to have made any progress. It's a complete mess!"

He was just complaining when Teacher Tang Yuqiu came to him in front of everyone and said, "Shan, Mr. Xie Mingqing from the National Literature Publishing House is looking for you and asks you to go to their place when you have time and wants to talk to you. "

An Shishan, who had just looked sad and full of complaints, suddenly came back to life after hearing the news. He stripped the food from the lunch box in a few mouthfuls, got up and left in a dashing way.

There is quite a sense of elation and elation, like "Looking up to the sky and laughing and going out, we are not from Penghao people."

Huang Zonghan looked at it and shook his head, "Lao An's concentration is not enough!"

He turned to look at Lin Weimin, who was full of oil, and shook his head, without even saying a word, and sighed.

Lin Weimin guessed that his general idea was that even Lao An was on the hook of a famous editor, and you didn't make any move. How embarrassing!

Lao Huang, you are wandering again!

Lin Weimin didn't have the same anxiety as An Shishan. It was a good thing to be selected by Mr. Wan as a student, but he had to understand that some things were just icing on the cake. It was up to him to truly gain a foothold.

A few days later, news came out in the institute that they were going to Beidaihe for vacation, and the students immediately cheered.

It's almost July, and the weather in Yanjing is extremely hot. It's a perfect time to go to Beidaihe.

Before the leaders and teachers in the institute officially announced the news, the students had already taken action.

Often groups of several people go to Yanjing City to buy travel supplies.

This morning, Lin Weimin and Qu Xiaowei met to go out. Today was Shi Tiesheng's moving day, and they were going to help.

When they went out, they met Huang Anyi, Tang Kangmei and Ye Xin. The three of them were also going out, saying they were going to Wangfujing to buy some things for their vacation in Beidaihe.

Lin Weimin looked at the backs of several people, a little confused, "What should I prepare for vacation?"

Qu Xiaowei once again found a sense of superiority in front of him, "You, you don't understand the charm!"

Lin Weimin felt insulted. This man wanted to cut down the entire forest.

"Your uncle!"

"You~ uncle!"