Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

? "There is a party on Saturday, do you want to go?"

"What's a party?"

"Just a group of people get together to sing, dance and chat."

"What's the point of that? If you have that time, why don't you read two more books?"

"It's held by Peking University. Do you think Peking University students will waste their time?"

"Won't it?"

"Of course not. This is a special way of learning. Otherwise, would Peking University students know how to play?"

"That's right, let's take a look."

...

"Peking University held an event, let's go together."

"what activity?"

"Whatever, anyway, when we see an opportunity, we will go up and recite our poems. If someone takes a fancy to it, we will be great."

"Hey, your idea is good, it's too smart!"

...

"Peking University organized an event..."

"I already have an appointment."

"Xin'er, I..."

"Jianer, you are a good person..."

...

Peking University's Saturday event quickly spread wildly throughout the city.

Since the Republic of China, Peking University has been the most sensitive place in the capital. Thousands or even tens of thousands of young students are respected and trusted by others. They are passionate and proactive, so that with the power of thousands of ordinary students, they affect the political ecology of a big country.

If we say that in modern times, there is another school that can have the energy of the Imperial College, which school can have students who have the airs of juzi, and which school can reproduce the grand occasion of the public transportation, that is Peking University.

Peking University in 1986 was not yet under strict management. Students followed the old practice of riding bicycles all over the city to do spontaneous propaganda.

In these days and months, although there is no Internet, the speed of important news is not slow at all.

In fact, in the era of the information explosion, it is still difficult to spread a news to the whole country, or even to the whole city. The way of delivering news is easy, whether it is a mobile phone or a portal website. , may be able to paint the entire screen into one color in a few seconds and a few minutes, but you can't force others to read and watch.

Someone asked, could it be possible in the 1980s?

sure.

The strongest level is called organizational learning. If a certain station releases extremely important news, or a certain newspaper releases extremely important news, but the degree of importance is sufficient, then it is learning from top to bottom. Needless to say, high-level agencies such as ministries and commissions, even street offices and village committees, must organize special learning activities. Even if it is a formalistic formalism, copying your experience can make you "read the book a hundred times and see for yourself."

In provinces with a relatively good organizational structure, even village groups in the mountains are required to study intensively. The last time, the village groups send activists to the village committees of administrative villages to participate in the study. Ten miles away, after learning how to copy and feel comfortable on the back, I will bring dry food and walk dozens of miles back to the mountains to convey my thoughts, and then bring back the experiences of the people in the village group.

If in the city,

Tweeters and neighborhood committees are not vegetarian either.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, I want to sleep in. The tweeter started to roar, and the miserable bedridden man got up after being yelled at. Don't you want to know why it disturbed you?

Even if you don't want to know, the neighborhood committee's door-to-door notices can't escape. This is, to use a democratic campaign term, a door-to-door propaganda tactic. In addition to not distributing pamphlets that waste paper, its publicity is even better.

The students of Peking University are naturally good at publicity. Now that the Triangle Land is still there, the wall in Xidan can still be used. More active students ride their bicycles and go straight to other universities. When they get there, they may do publicity in front of the cafeteria. , Or just post the news on the school radio station.

By Saturday, the Peking University campus, which does not restrict people from entering and leaving, was already overcrowded.

Although most people don't know what today's graduation ceremony is about, why not drink free drinks.

This is also the main hotspot of students' spontaneous publicity. People from hometowns call fellow villagers, old friends call old friends, and most of them come for drinks.

Others are interested in the activities of the celebration.

No matter which school or association it belongs to, in the face of this kind of celebration, there are some lack of preparation and some deja vu. In fact, there are too many similar events held every year in universities today.

It's just that there used to be a framework set up by the school in the past, but this year it's more free.

Everyone was shocked by the freedom at first, and soon became familiar with it. Hanging lantern riddles, couplets, strange creatures, and various lucky draws and performances were released one by one. dazzled.

"You are really serious about what you did this year." A group of people came in through the school gate with no special sighs.

"It's okay." The student in the crowd is handsome and handsome, and it is Xu Anqing who is in the limelight. He is in his senior year, and his time for social activities has gradually increased. Compared with ordinary students, he has a better background, especially more Xu Anqing's pocket money and very good academic performance made Xu Anqing very popular in all schools in the capital.

Due to psychological reasons, Xu Anqing didn't like to hang out in the circle of Peking University. He preferred students from other schools, and always felt that it would be easier.

Students from other schools also liked Xu Anqing very much. The boy at the head just smiled foolishly and said, "Qingzi just likes to be modest. I think the celebration organized by Peking University this year is better than that of other schools."

"I didn't do it." Xu Anqing's voice was relatively low, and only a few people around him heard it.

Zuo Liyan has been Xu Anqing's follower for three years, and this year he also looks like he has a beginning and an end, and said with a smile: "We are not at school these days, and I don't know what kind of celebration they are holding, wait, I will find someone to ask."

Zuo Liyan saw a familiar student, dragged him over and asked, "The graduation ceremony we are doing now is for the students from the previous class? Everyone has left, right?"

The student listened to his "we" and looked at Zuo Liyan carefully. After feeling some influence, he broke away from Zuo Liyan's hand and said, "You don't know? It's an early graduation ceremony for senior students."

"Huh? I'm a senior, why didn't I know, and why didn't I notify you." Zuo Liyan was extremely surprised.

The student smiled: "What kind of notice do you want? It's all passed from person to person. Besides, you don't need to do anything. It means to participate and get together."

Zuo Liyan asked again, the student didn't know anything else.

Zuo Liyan let go helplessly, and embarrassedly said to his colleagues: "Young sophomore, you don't know what to ask."

"You are only in your senior year." There was also a sophomore girl in the same company, and she was immediately dissatisfied.

Zuo Liyan laughed and said, "Xiaotong, you are a young star from the Conservatory of Music, you are different from them."

"I don't want to be a star, I want to be a musician in the future and go to Vienna." The sophomore girl didn't like what Zuo Liyan said, so she made a fuss.

"When our classmate Xu becomes some kind of chairman, the government will send you to Vienna." Zuo Liyan calmly changed the topic to Xu Anqing.

The girl looked at Xu Anqing, her face was reddish, she lowered her head and spat: "I won't go through the back door, if I want to go, I'll go on my own."

"Whether you have the ability or not, how can you judge?"

"Music is alive, and the criteria for judging music are clear."

"I don't understand this, Chairman Xu, please say a few words."

Xu Anqing smiled, and said: "You two are talking nonsense, and you still want me to judge, how can I judge. How about this, let's find out if there is a place for the Department of Music of Peking University, and help Xiaotong fight."

"They are not professional." After all, Xiaotong said, still a little excited, to be famous in Peking University, at least in this session, the fame has risen.

For music students, it's always good to have a name.

The group of people then found a direction with relatively few people, and began to squeeze in.

The place with the most people is the gazebo where drinks are served. A few students are selling wine in the gazebo. They are so busy that they don’t have time to look up. The students lining up are carrying weird wine utensils. The most common ones are lunch boxes, and the most excessive ones are It is the washbasin...

The students who buy wine don't care anyway, imitating the appearance of the canteen aunts, they either scoop up one spoonful at a time, or just two spoonfuls, and then let people go to the back and wait in line.

Erguotou, which is more than 50 degrees, was considered a good spirit in the 1980s. An ordinary student would be drunk if he drank two tablespoons, but it would not be enough.

The Tsinghua students who came together were amazed and said: "You Peking University is really rich. If you give wine to people like this, you won't be afraid that people will keep queuing up and hide the wine?"

"There are so many students staring at you with piercing eyes, you should be able to hide." Zuo Liyan laughed, and after he reminded everyone, they realized that there were indeed students around to supervise each other. It seemed that most of them were spontaneous.

"It's still a waste. If it were our school, the school party committee would not be able to pass it."

"What does a private celebration have to do with them?" A student who was drowsy from drinking was standing next to him, and immediately retorted when he heard it.

The students of Tsinghua were a little unhappy and said, "What is a private celebration? Isn't this a place of Peking University?"

"Peking University is privately funded, understand?"

"Isn't it a graduation celebration?"

"Yes, to celebrate our seniors who are about to graduate, and a classmate who graduated early." The students present came early, and some of them asked each other clearly. At this time, they acted as if they were leaking the news, and said with a smile: "We Yang Rui from Peking University’s Department of Biology graduated early this year and is sure to stay in school, do you think we should celebrate?”

His voice became louder and louder, and the students around him who had been drinking were already too high, and immediately shouted loudly in cooperation: "It should be!"

"Peking University's Department of Biology, No. 1 in China!"

The person who led the call also got excited.

The others naturally cooperated more, and also roared loudly:

"Peking University's Department of Biology, No. 1 in China!"

The leader shouted again: "Peking University, No. 1 in the world."

"Peking University, No. 1 in the world!

The leader shouted again: "Yang Rui, number one in China!"

"Yang Rui, number one in China!"

At this time, even whether they were from Peking University or not, they all roared.

After drinking, what you want to vent most is your emotions, who cares what you are shouting about.

Even Xu Anqing's companions couldn't help raising their hands and shouting: "Yang Rui, China's No. 1!"

"Yang Rui, number one in the world!"

"Yang Rui, creatures come first!"

Xu Anqing turned her ankle gently, and all she could see was a fanatical crowd with scarlet eyes and a strong smell of alcohol, as if in a garden of beasts.

Xu Anqing couldn't help but snatched a toothbrush from a student beside her, took a sip of wine, and recited to the sky: "The whole world is turbid and I am alone, everyone is drunk and I am sober...I am sober... "

:. :