Accidentally born in the ’60s

Because this class of students of Zhen Zhen is quite special, so the age is also uneven, the oldest are in their thirties, and there are many like Zhen Zhen who take the exam directly after graduating from high school . In this era, marriage is generally relatively early. It is the norm to get married at the age of 23 or 4. However, some educated youths are thinking of returning to the city early and delay it until they are 25 or 6 years old.

Didu University is one of the top universities in China, and those admitted are not ordinary people, especially in this class of Zhen Zhen, nearly 6 million people from all over the country took the exam, but not many were admitted. To 280,000, it can be said that thousands of troops are crowding a single-plank bridge. They are all outstanding talents in the future, and there are not many who are not married. Therefore, many students have the mentality of finding a partner in school. If they get along properly, they can get married directly after graduation. It’s not just male classmates who have this kind of thinking, there are a lot of girls who think about it like this. Although they are exposed to new knowledge and open culture after entering college, they still agree with the traditional tradition that if they don’t get married in their twenties, they are old girls and so on. idea.

Although many people say they have good character and can endure hardships when looking for a partner, but without a deep understanding, their goodwill towards the opposite **** basically depends on their face. Zhen Zhen's looks are considered to be the best among girls, although she used to go up mountains or down rivers all day long, but people grow up to be white, and she doesn't rub snow cream all year round, but her face is always watery. Watery and tender.

In addition to her fair skin, another attractive thing about Zhen Zhen is her big smart eyes, just going to that station without talking, makes people feel that she is full of agility.

There is such a young, hard-working and good-looking little girl, not only the boys majoring in journalism, but also the French majors and the economics department. However, people in this era are still relatively simple and can't do stalking things. Their idea is to find an opportunity to have some contact with Zhen Zhen outside the classroom on learning or activities, and show their good character. Maybe you can see right.

Zhen Zhen really didn't notice the boys in the class thinking about her, she stared at the teacher while writing notes during get out of class, and hurried to change classrooms after class, she didn't even have time to look at her Give them one, let alone contact. Like Liu Chengmin, he worked hard to occupy a seat for three months, just to sit behind Zhen Zhen to seize the opportunity, who knows that Zhen Zhen doesn't even know who he is, and he spent a few months in vain.

However, although journalism students are a little timid in their relationship, they are very enthusiastic about professional matters, especially the issue of running a school newspaper. I applied for an empty room as an office in the week, and then began to collect manuscripts for the first issue of "Didu Campus News". Wei Yujin, as the female representative, served as the vice president of "Didu Campus News".

The students majoring in journalism all received the letter of invitation. After class, Zhen Zhen did not read in the space for the first time, but returned to the dormitory to discuss with her roommates what articles to prepare.

Wei Yujin wants to write a current review based on the obvious changes in the policy over the past year, and Xu Jiajia wants to write an interview manuscript, only through the changes in the students' lives this year can the policy be bright and beautiful. Everyone explained their own ideas, Zhen Zhen gave them a lot of suggestions through her experience of interviewing news in newspapers of later generations.

Wei Yujin took a pen and wrote down everything Zhen Zhen said, and then asked: "Zhen Zhen, what article are you going to write?"

Zhen Zhen smiled and said her thoughts: "There are many literary experts in our school, such as Mr. Selfless and Mr. Bai Ye, I want to do a series of exclusive interviews, you can pass one of their articles The novel invites them to talk about the creative experience and the story behind the creation."

"The idea is good." Xu Jiajia's eyes lit up when she heard the words: "I especially like Mr. Forgetfulness's "Desperate Life", I have watched it at least five times, then you must let Mr. Forgetfulness say more Talk about that."

Tianjin girl Meng Ranxiao spoke like setting off firecrackers. She kept agreeing with Xu Jiajia's opinion, and at the end she patted her chest: "I applied for the position of editor, I will wait for this article by Zhen Zhen. After writing the manuscript, I will recommend it to the front page."

"That's necessary!" Xu Jiajia laughed out loud: "Don't talk about the interview when Mr. won the award, the reports were all dry tofu cubes. Speaking of which, it's still Mr. Selfless who won the award. Get an interview for the first time in years, and I think that alone will give our newspapers attention."

Guo Xiaoqiao, a girl from the imperial capital, looked gentle and gentle, but her ambition was not small: "The "Last Name Poetry" of the literature major next door has already been released one step ahead of us, we can't leave them too far, strive for The first issue of the school newspaper got off to a good start, surpassing their poetry magazine."

"By the way, I still have their magazines, the first issue just came out." Xu Jiajia jumped up and took out a poorly printed magazine from her desk and put it on the table. Everyone gathered around with great interest, Xu Jiajia turned to the first page of the magazine, lowered her voice, and said in a pure Bingcheng accent: "...He held a sharp axe and cut through the haze covering his chest. …”

Although Zhen Zhen doesn't understand poetry very well, she can understand the enthusiasm and enthusiasm of these people for poetry from the lines. After reading two poems, Xu Jiajia closed the poetry magazine and said seriously, "Just this one is sold for 60 cents at the entrance of the cafeteria. How much do you think our newspaper can be sold for?"

"Did you discuss the cost during the meeting?" Zhen Zhen took a sip of water from the enamel jar: "For example, how many copies of the first issue will be printed, and how much will it cost?"

Wei Yujin, Meng Ranxiao, Xu Jiajia, and Guo Xiaoqiao are all from the magazine.

Zhen Zhen frowned slightly: "What about the funds for the first printing?"

"I know this." Xu Jiajia said quickly: "The printing house agrees that we owe it first and give it when the newspapers are sold out."

Zhen Zhen nodded and put the tank aside, resting her hands on the table and looking at several of her classmates: "Running a newspaper is not just a matter of passion, many details must be thought of, For example, in the early stage, we may only need to maintain the cost, but after the newspaper has established a firm foothold, we have to consider the issue of publishing fees.”

"Submission fee?" Guo Xiaoqiao blinked ignorantly: "Isn't it all voluntary labor? Why do you need publication fee?"

Zhen Zhen looked at the petite Guo Xiaoqiao's adorable appearance and couldn't help pinching her face: "It's because of the particularity of newspapers."

Zhen Zhen turned around and took out the two newspapers "Didu Daily" and "Weekly News" she subscribed from the cabinet and put them on the table: "Newspapers cannot be as random as poetry and magazines, there must be Absolutely fixed publication date and latest news. Manuscripts for poetry magazines and magazines can receive a lot of manuscripts at a time, and then put them in batches, but newspapers can’t. Only the most timely news can attract readers’ continuous attention.”

Wei Yujin nodded in agreement, but still didn't understand what this had to do with the manuscript fee, Zhen Zhen sat down, took a sip of water and continued: "It's usually fine, I write a press release after class. , you can apply the theoretical knowledge you usually learn to practice and improve your news writing ability, but what about the final exam?"

Seeing that everyone was still at a loss, Zhen Zhen sighed, in the past ten years, whether it is elementary school, junior high school, or high school, there is no such thing as an exam. No matter how good a student is, at the end of the term, he has to read all the things he has learned this semester. Who can take care of interviewing when he is busy at that time. As an incentive mechanism, the manuscript fee is definitely indispensable.

However, the on-campus newspaper is still in its infancy, and the enthusiasm of the classmates alone can support at least a year. After one year, everyone has experienced what they should have experienced, and the newspaper has stabilized. Considered. Thinking of this, Zhen Zhen smiled: "The final exam is coming soon, you'll know when that time comes, it's too early to tell now."

Although Zhen Zhen was young, she was born with a very reliable look. Wei Yujin and the others were very convinced of her, and hurriedly wrote the suggestion that Zhen Zhen said, and prepared to wait for the newspaper to stabilize before discussing .

Closing the book, Wei Yujin saw that Zhen Zhen was taking a lunch box and was going to eat in the cafeteria, so she quickly called her: "Wait for me, let's go together." Guo Xiaoqiao and the others also quickly took their own rice jars , go downstairs together one by one.

Didu University's canteen is subsidized by the state, and the variety of meals is quite rich, Zhen Zhen ordered two dishes and four taels of rice, Zhen Zhen and her roommates found a table for eight and sat down.

Just after eating a few bites of food, a group of law students sat behind, Wang Xinwen saw Zhen Zhen's back, and hurriedly leaned over and patted her on the shoulder, exaggerated and said with a loud laugh: "Oh, Zhen Zhen hasn't seen you for several days, let my sister-in-law see if you've lost weight."

Zhen Zhen knew that although Wang Xinwen has a fiery temperament, she seldom speaks so carelessly in public, she quickly turned around, and said with Wang Xinwen in her mouth, but her eyes swept around When I circled around, I saw a boy at the next table looking at Wang Xinwen a little unwillingly.

Zhen Zhen blinked and reacted instantly, hugging Wang Xinwen's arm affectionately: "How can I lose weight so quickly, I eat well every day. By the way, four Sister-in-law, I just have something to tell you, I have to practice French this weekend, and when you get home, tell your grandma that I won't be going back this week. You and my brother went home early after school, and you went back late last week. I was so sad to see Noodles crying."

"It's not that bad." When Wang Xinwen thought of her son, her exaggerated smile disappeared, and her face was a little gentle.

Zhen Zhen gave her a quick wink, Wang Xinwen immediately understood: "Noodles never left me since he was born, and if it wasn't for school, he wouldn't be able to wean him. Don't look at Noodles now. Talk, but understand everything, as soon as your brother and I go home, he will hug us and not let go, we have to stay in our house for two nights."

The bright eyes of the boy on the opposite side dimmed instantly. He took two bites of rice into his mouth, picked up the rice jar and left. .

After eating, the two of them did not rush to go back, but walked to the lake for a walk. Although it is not very hot now, it feels a little sultry during the day. At this time, the breeze at night not only blows away the heat of the day, but also drives away the annoyance in Wang Xinwen's heart.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter with that person today? Did he follow you?" Zhen Zhen couldn't help but ask looking at Wang Xinwen's agitated look.

"Don't mention it, it's not from our department, and I don't know how to know about me. On the way to the cafeteria today, a note was put in my hand, and a poem was written on it. It's scary. You said I don't even know his name, how can he do this?" Wang Xinwen sighed in a depressed tone: "I'm already married, can't he see it?"

Zhen Zhen glanced at Wang Xinwen through the moonlight, her petite figure made her look a few years younger than her actual age, plus the life of the old Li family was very good, making her hydrated and tender She's tender, with a soft voice as soon as she opens her mouth, no wonder people treat her as an unmarried little girl.

"Who made my sister-in-law look so beautiful." Zhen Zhen took Wang Xinwen's arm and said with a smile: "Go back and ask my brother to come over to eat with you twice a week, and let those people meet My brother is so handsome, no one will dare to put a note on you again."

Thinking of the tall and big Mingbei, even though she has been married for more than two years, Wang Xinwen still blushed and her eyes were full of sweetness: "I see that Mingbei is better than the boys in the school, I like him just like that."

Rubbing the goose bumps on her arms, Zhen Zhen made an unbearable expression: "Showing your love in front of me every day, have you ever thought about how I feel as a single dog?"

Although I have never heard the words in Zhen Zhen's mouth, Wang Xinwen still understands the general meaning, she smirked and hugged Zhen Zhen's arm, and asked her narrowly: "My family Zhen Zhen You look so beautiful, did anyone put a note for you?"

Zhen Zhen shook her head and looked at Wang Xinwen sincerely: "No."

I wanted to tease Zhen Zhen, but when I heard that there was no Wang Xinwen, I was a little anxious: "Why don't you? Or you didn't even like it? Last week, I went back to my mother and told me, let me To help you check, you can't easily talk to people about objects."

"I think so too, so it's not wrong." Zhen Zhen looked at Wang Xinwen's tangled expression, and suddenly laughed: "Anyway, I don't like the average person."

"What kind of person can you like?" Wang Xinwen was a little worried: "You talk about the standard, and I will pay attention to you later."

Zhen Zhen tilted her head and thought for a while: "You have to be tall, knowledgeable, and capable, the most important thing is to be beautiful, and being with me can make my heart jump out. a feeling of."

When Zhen Zhen said the first three conditions, Wang Xinwen was still thinking about suitable candidates, when Zhen Zhen said that people want beauty, Wang Xinwen couldn't help frowning: "What? Want a person to be beautiful? No, how can a man be beautiful?" Growing up in the Northeast, Wang Xinwen believes that the tall and mighty people from Mingbei are the best looking, and they are masculine at a glance. With him by his side, he felt at ease. So Zhen Zhen said she wanted to be beautiful, Wang Xinwen really couldn't understand, is the beauty still called a man?

Zhen Zhen smiled and nodded her head: "Just like Xi Junjie, who majored in Spanish and French, his beauty is not like a girl, just looking at it makes me feel at ease. "

The law department is far away from the Spanish department. Wang Xinwen has never seen Xi Junjie. She is thinking that she must take time to go to the Spanish department tomorrow. He was happy that way.

Actually, Zhen Zhen doesn't like Xi Junjie, because after all, the two have never been in contact, and they can't talk about calling. Zhen Zhen just simply looked at him, just like she liked the little fresh meat on the screen in her previous life, she was purely appreciative, and didn't think about the love between men and women.

Wang Xinwen couldn't think of what she looked like no matter how much she thought about it. She was so worried that she probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Seeing Wang Xinwen's tangled expression, Zhen Zhen couldn't help laughing. Wang Xinwen smacked her angrily and laughed: "You girl, you really have a big heart, oh, you're worrying me to death."

My sister-in-law smiled and ran into the distance of the woods, when a young man sitting on a bench by the lake and admiring the moon turned his head and glanced at the backs of the two of them. The young man was only about twenty years old. Under the moonlight, his eyes were deep, his nose was high, and his lips were plump. Because of his extremely delicate facial features, he looked very handsome. There was a bit of beauty in his appearance. His heroic spirit and strong self-confidence make people dare not underestimate him. He looked sideways at Zhen Zhen's back disappearing into the darkness, the corners of his mouth could not help twitching, and there was a bit of a funny look on his face: "Li Mingzhen, you are really thick-skinned."

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Journalism students attach great importance to the first issue of their own newspapers. Although Zhen Zhen did not participate in the whole process, she is very serious about the manuscripts she is responsible for. She spent two days at noon and time and forgot herself I talked about the book "Desperate Life", and talked about the unknown stories that happened when I accepted the award. By the way, I also learned about the process of accepting the award.

Zhen Zhen got the first-hand materials, worked in the space for a few nights, finally finished writing the interview, and handed over a thick stack of manuscripts to Wei Yujin. Wei Yujin quickly flipped through the manuscript in her hand, her face full of surprises: "Zhen Zhen, you wrote this interview very well, I'll send it to the typesetting right away." She took two steps and hurried back: "Mr. 's interview should be on the front page, but so much content is not enough."

Zhen Zhen smiled: "You only put one paragraph, the rest will be transferred to other pages, our first newspaper, the front page must highlight a few core points, it is not enough to put a single manuscript of."

Wei Yujin's right hand holding the manuscript slammed on the palm of her left hand, with a look of approval on her face, she patted Zhen Zhen's shoulder and said sincerely: "Zhen Zhen, you should To be the president of the news agency."

Zhen Zhen laughed and pushed her out: "Go and do your job, my boss, I am thankful that I have the time to write a press release, and the others can only make suggestions. It's over." Seeing what Wei Yujin was going to say, Zhen Zhen let go of the watch on her wrist: "Oh, I have to go to the French classroom quickly, we have an exam for French today." Wei Yujin was thinking about the upcoming printing The newspaper, and he didn't care to say anything else, and hurried to the news agency.

Seeing that the semester is coming to an end, the teacher of French major thinks that if the students simply learn words and memorize the text, the students have some problems that they will not be able to apply them by rote memorization. Learning a language is not for grammar exams, but for better communication, so Meng Huaishu, a teacher who teaches French majors, decided to randomly select students to come and talk by drawing lots, and their performance on the stage will be used as the final exam results of the French class.

Meng Huaishu said about this a week ago, so Zhen Zhen took two days and Xie Shuran to practice all the scenarios that may be involved in the learned content. Since Xie Shurang is not limited to the words and grammar in textbooks in his usual teaching, Zhen Zhen's current level of French should be considered relatively good in the class.

Students sat in the classroom, flipping through the textbooks and reciting words silently, while looking out the window with some anxiety, wanting to see if Teacher Meng came over. As the bell rang, Meng Huaishu also came in with two large boxes, he put the boxes on the podium, smiled and looked at the nervous students below: "Actually, our exam is very simple, as long as you don't worry. Just say what you want to say."

The students stared at the two boxes above, feeling a little uneasy, no one knew what was inside. Seemingly seeing what the students were thinking, Meng Huaishu patted the box on the right: "This box contains the names of all our students. When the time comes, I will pick them out and talk to each other for five minutes each."

The students couldn't help but scream when they heard the words. They practiced one-on-one in private. Many people's plans.

Meng Huaishu smiled and patted another box: "This is a scene, whichever scene you draw, simulate the dialogue in that scene. For example, if you win the supply and marketing agency, Just play the salesman and the customer alone, do you understand when I say this?"

Everyone nodded, Meng Huaishu smiled: "Okay, I'll start drawing lots now."

As soon as the voice fell, the hearts of the students were raised, and even Zhen Zhen was a little nervous. Meng Huaishu glanced at the students, and then took out a note from the two boxes: "The first group: Xi Junjie, Li Mingzhen, the scene: the park."