My 1979

Bai Ying looked at Li He. By looking at a man's dress, collar and shoes, he could roughly tell how good he was in life.

As for Li He, he had a short haircut, was wearing slippers, and his vest was quite clean. But if you look closely, the threads on his shoulders were all broken, revealing a hole.

He looks like he just came out of the dormitory, and there is no trace of the teacher's temperament.

In her mind, she labeled Li He a loser, and she didn't care much about Li He.

When Li He took the dog from home, he didn't change his clothes. Besides, he was used to being casual. How could he expect to be looked down upon because of his clothes? Of course, even if he knew he was looked down upon, he didn't care.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, so he dressed seriously, just to make himself uncomfortable. If he hadn't been a little ashamed, he would have just become a gangster.

It is no exaggeration to say that this capital city should be the area with the highest density of men in the world. When summer comes, young and old men like to go shirtless and don't even bother to wear a shirt.

There are also some who are more reliable and can still wear tops, but they all like to lift their clothes and openly show their belly to cool down.

Of course Li He also likes this, but it's a pity that he doesn't have six-pack abs.

Until the successful bid for the Olympic Games in 2002, German newspapers began to publish lengthy reports saying that Mr. Bang had no clothes to wear. European and American newspapers followed suit and began donating clothes to Mr. Bang in the capital. Then the country exploded. This kind of uncivilized phenomenon was a disgrace to the country. People in the capital wanted to show their civilized style to the world, so this phenomenon became a little restrained.

Li He didn't care about this. Lifelong habits can be changed at any time. After retirement, he also likes to play chess with a bunch of old men walking their dogs at the gate of the community with his belly lifted.

He has his own understanding of quality. Does having a loud voice mean he has no quality?

Is it a lack of quality to smash your mouth while eating?

Being of high quality does not mean that you don’t make any noise when eating, but that you don’t look at others when they make noises.

Of course, there is another kind that is not unqualified but immoral, such as making loud noises in places like libraries, answering the phone in movie theaters, etc.

As China becomes more and more open, more and more Chinese people are going abroad. As long as there is a story about a tourist making a joke abroad, the Chinese newspaper network will become a collective climax. It is nothing more than embarrassing for the Chinese people.

Well, the Chinese people really have a good character of being strict with themselves and lenient with others.

Only those who have been abroad know that the first people who run red lights are white people, and then they follow the crowd. Finally, those who wait for the red light like fools can tell at a glance that they are from China.

Zhang Shusheng had a good drinking capacity. After finishing one bottle with Li He, he took the initiative to order two more bottles and said with a smile, "Let's drink together."

Li He clinked his glasses with her and said, "Cheers."

"Have you offended Fatty Xie again recently?" Zhang Shusheng suddenly asked, not shying away from Bai Ying.

"No ah".

Fatty Xie is Xie Hui, the dean of academic affairs. Zhang Shusheng clearly regards Li He as one of his own and stands on the same front.

"At the last meeting, he proposed to transfer you to the attached middle school as a teacher, but Professor Wu stopped him, and he didn't mention it again. But be careful lately, this person is very vindictive." Zhang Shusheng drank a little more. Wine, the chat box opens.

The High School Affiliated to Peking University is a high school, and most of the students are the children of school teachers, so they are essentially one with Peking University.

Li He didn't know that Xie Hui had secretly made such a stumbling block, "Thank you, I will pay attention to it."

"I suggest you continue to study for a graduate degree. This year's doctoral class graduated," Zhang Shusheng continued.

Li He understood what Zhang Shusheng meant. His academic qualifications were still too low. In the first two years, with his undergraduate degree, he could still stay in school as a substitute teacher because there were few graduate students and doctoral students.

In the past, China's doctoral students were basically trained by the Soviet Union or Europe and the United States. China only produced its first batch of self-trained doctoral students in 1983. There were only 18 people in total, and there were even fewer in science and engineering.

If he wants to continue to hang out, he will have to increase his academic qualifications. If he cannot transfer to an administrative position, he may really have to be transferred to the attached middle school. This is not surprising at all.

He was actually a little happy in his heart. This was actually a good thing. It showed that the country's education had improved and people who had no ability could no longer just pretend to be idle.

"Let's talk about it then," he thought, emptying out the little things in his stomach to the students. It was time for him to leave, but the time hadn't arrived yet.

After finishing the meal, Zhang Shusheng took the initiative to go to the counter to pay the bill.

Zhou Ping glanced at Li He awkwardly, should she accept it or not?

Li He nodded to Zhou Ping, meaning to keep it.

Zhou Ping collected the money, but it was less than three yuan in total, and it was only a fraction.

Zhang Shusheng was an honest man and said in disbelief, "Boss, you made a mistake in your calculation. Why is it so cheap?"

Zhou Ping was in a panic because she couldn't help it. Most people get an advantage and don't leave quickly. Why are they still here? She couldn't talk about discounts for regular customers. If she did, I'm sure people would be annoyed. Good guy, you usually rip off customers pretty hard.

Li He smiled and said, "Let's go, it doesn't matter if you don't pay me, the boss is my friend."

"Okay, thank you boss." Zhang Shusheng finally came to his senses and started to complain about Li He after he left the house. "If you hadn't told me earlier, I thought the boss had found out that he had given us a private room and cooked the food himself. I even served the dishes myself, I bet I thought too much.”

"How can you blame me?" Li He said with a smile.

Bai Ying gave Li He a meaningful look. When she was leaving, she actually saw that the restaurant owner was very respectful to him.

The size of this restaurant is not a small restaurant that is only a few feet square. This kind of restaurant has an income of 20,000 yuan per month. It is impossible for the restaurant owner to be so polite to someone casually.

And she also heard the confidence in Li He's words. It didn't take money. Where did the confidence come from?

She couldn't help but asked curiously, "What's your relationship with that boss? Are you relatives?"

Li He said with a smile, "I'm a foreigner here. I have no relatives here, they are just friends. I just come here to eat frequently and we are familiar with each other."

Zhang Shusheng put Bai Ying on the bus and asked Li He, "Where are you going?".

"I'm back to school. I have a class tomorrow morning." Li He looked at the time and it was already past eight o'clock. There was no need to go home.

"The bus I'm waiting for is here. I want to go home, so I'll leave first. See you tomorrow." Zhang Shusheng waved to Li He and got on the bus directly.

Li He looked at the retreating figure and couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart.

He is now a pseudo-bachelor. In fact, like the puppet army, he is afraid of both the imperial army and the Eighth Route Army.