Reborn in 1977

At this time, the student dormitories of Peking University were concentrated in the southernmost part of Yanyuan, a cluster of four- and five-story buildings in gray tones, mostly built after the 1960s, which seemed out of harmony with the classical architectural style of the entire Yanyuan.

For safety reasons, the male dormitories were distributed along the school walls, while the female dormitories were closer to the center of the campus.

Chen Fan walked to the entrance of the dormitory, turned around and looked, there wasn't even a flower bed, so naturally there was no place to sit, so he found a tree to lean against and took out a cigarette to light.

What if opinions differ? Then first post articles on the campus literature wall to compete, and when the momentum is great, you can go out and make trouble.

This habit did not change until the 1990s.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, students began to arrive one after another.

Chen Fan didn't wear that flamboyant cashmere coat, but his ordinary clothes couldn't hide his outstanding looks, especially since he was both literary and martial, and today he had also cultivated Taoism, and before he could restrain himself, his whole person was radiant, attracting the attention of countless passing students.

It's just that it's not yet popular for girls to actively ask for WeChat, otherwise he would have at least a hundred more female friends.

However, although there were no girls, there were quite a few boys who took the initiative to say hello.

Someone asked from a distance, "Which department are you from, classmate?"

Chen Fan smiled slightly, "I'm from Jiangnan University."

He wasn't just talking nonsense, he had just signed up for the graduate exam here, and Jiangda sent a message to the Yunhu Education Office, offering him admission without examination, hoping that he could report to the school on time on April 16.

In the words of his tutor, his "status" in the Jiangnan Writers Association was not as high as his, so how dare he give the leader an exam?!

Of course, this was a joke. A senior professor in the Chinese Department of Jiangnan University was not comparable to a deputy director of a provincial writers association. If he himself was willing, he would at least be a director or vice chairman, but he just didn't want to.

Did he really think that just anyone would dare to be Chen Fan's tutor?!

Not to mention big shots like Mao Dun and Ba Jin, at the very least, they had to be writers and educators with extremely deep attainments in literature, like Feng Youlan and Ji Xianlin.

Only such people accepting Chen Fan as a disciple would not be laughed at for taking advantage, but rather be a case of a famous teacher getting a brilliant student, complementing each other.

Unfortunately, until now, Chen Fan still didn't know who his tutor was. When he asked the Education Office, Sister Zuo didn't know either. When he asked He Qingsheng, he even played coy, saying that he would know when he reported to the school.

Then would I still need to ask you?!

Hearing that he was from Jiangnan University, the students here were still enthusiastic.

Some people waved their hands and cheered, "Jiangda is also very good, with a long history and deep foundation. The literature and journalism majors are on par with our Chinese department. Classmate, study hard and build the motherland together in the future!"

Chen Fan smiled, it seemed that Peking University's arrogance was only aimed at Tsinghua.

Old happy rivals.

After a while, two girls suddenly came running from the front.

The commotion caught Chen Fan's attention, and he turned his head to look, a smile immediately appearing on his face.

Zhang Cuie rushed to him at lightning speed, her eyes shining, panting heavily, and smiling to greet him, "Master, when did you come?"

Liu Dan also followed closely, jumping with joy, "Teacher Chen, you're finally here. Xiao'e received a telegram from Zhang Lianchang, saying that you were coming to the capital to see us. We've been waiting for days."

Chen Fan laughed, "I had something to do in Shanghai, so I was delayed for a few days."

At this time, more and more students were coming back, and more and more people were paying attention to them, so Chen Fan said, "Is there a place to eat nearby? I mean outside."

Zhang Cuie nodded immediately, pointing in the direction of the dormitory, "Go through the Xiaonanmen next to the male dormitory building, and there's a Changzheng Cafeteria across the road."

(Changzheng Cafeteria in the 1990s)

Chen Fan glanced at her, "Heh, you've been here for 20 days, you're quite familiar with it."

Zhang Cuie grinned dryly, "Hehe, the local students in our dormitory took us around."

Chen Fan looked at the two of them, "You're in the same dormitory?"

Liu Dan nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, our journalism major is also in the Chinese department, and for the first two years, we have to take basic and public courses with the literature major."

Chen Fan said "Oh", and at this time, four more girls ran over, shouting "Xiao'e, Xiao'dan" in their mouths, but their eyes were fixed on Chen Fan.

Without guessing, they must be their roommates.

Zhang Cuie immediately said, "My master is here, I won't go to dinner with you later."

A girl asked curiously, "Master? What kind of master?"

Chen Fan smiled and simply greeted them, "Hello, everyone."

Zhang Cuie raised her small face with pride, "My master is Chen Fan..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Fan flicked her head.

Then he said to the girls, "Ladies, would you like to go out for a simple meal together?"

Such obvious polite words, only a fool wouldn't be able to hear them.

Looking at Zhang Cuie covering her head with a mournful face, the girls covered their mouths and snickered, anyway, they could interrogate her later, so they would let her go for now.

Then they politely declined Chen Fan's invitation, and left together laughing.

Chen Fan waved his head at Zhang Cuie, "Lead the way ahead."

Zhang Cuie pouted, "Oh."

Then she pulled Liu Dan forward.

Chen Fan asked from the side, "How are Yang Ju and Huang Ying?"

Liu Dan immediately said, "Yang Ju is at Tsinghua, right next to us, Huang Ying is a little further away, about 10 kilometers, they are all fine."

After a pause, she asked again, "Teacher Chen, do you want to call them over? If they know you're here, they'll be very happy.

I can call their dormitory building, Yang Ju is very close, she also knows the Changzheng Cafeteria, she can come over soon, it's just that Huang Ying is a little further away, she has to take the bus."

Chen Fan nodded, "Okay."

At this time, Zhang Cuie also whispered, "Master, there are 4 other people who have also come to the capital to go to university, let's forget about the others, Wang Chunling from Team 7 is also at Peking University, do you want to call her?"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Oh? What is her major?"

Except for the few girls who followed him, he really hadn't paid much attention to the others. He did know this Wang Chunling. At first, she was like Yang Ju and Zhang Cuie, obviously admitted to the veterinary class, but was eliminated by the team. Later, she entered the girls' tutoring class run by Yang Xingxiu. She was one of the 7 girls who persisted. He didn't know much else.

Zhang Cuie, "She was transferred and entered the computer science major. This major only started recruiting undergraduates the year before last. I heard that it is about researching computer high technology."

Chen Fan nodded suddenly, "Okay, then go call her."

Then he simply waved his hand, "You go call people, I'll go to the Changzheng Cafeteria and wait."

After a pause, he said again, "Let Huang Ying take a taxi, don't take the bus, it's too slow."

The two girls nodded repeatedly, and ran away holding hands.

Chen Fan walked forward with the crowd, and when he reached a place where he could see the courtyard wall, he stopped a classmate and asked, "Excuse me, how do I get to the Changzheng Cafeteria?"

That classmate was straightforward, waving his hand, "Just follow us."

Then he looked at him and asked, "Classmate, you're not from our school, are you? Otherwise, you wouldn't not know the Changzheng Cafeteria."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "This cafeteria is outside the campus, it shouldn't be Peking University's cafeteria, right? Why, is it very famous?"

Another person laughed and said, "It's not a matter of whether it's famous or not, it's just that this cafeteria is called 'Peking University's Sixth Cafeteria', you should understand, right?!"

Chen Fan nodded suddenly, "Students have all eaten there."

If it's called the Sixth Cafeteria by the students, then it means they go there often.

A classmate said, "Not all students have eaten there, after all, the price of the dishes inside is still a bit more expensive than the school cafeteria. Stir-fried liver tips only cost 5 mao in the school, they cost 6 mao 9, stir-fried two kinds of meat cost 7 mao 2, and stir-fried pork tenderloin even costs 8 mao 2, which is much more expensive than inside the school, so not many people can afford to eat it, and they usually don't go there, just to treat themselves occasionally."

Chen Fan walked with them with a smile, listening to their introduction, and gained some understanding of this place.

Changzheng Cafeteria is the most frequented off-campus restaurant for Peking University students, specializing in student business.

Passing through the small alley next to the Changzheng Cafeteria, there is a street called "Tiger Cave Alley". In the alley, there are practical savings offices, post and telecommunications offices, stationery stores, clothing stores, and daily necessities stores, etc.

The west end of Tiger Cave connects to Haidian Street, which runs north and south, with Xinhua Bookstore and China Bookstore, which specializes in selling second-hand books, which students love, as well as "Hongyi Photo Studio".

And the comprehensive food market at the end of the street is the place to buy Beijing-style food and gifts for parents before going home for vacation.

Chen Fan calculated the location of this area, isn't it the future Zhongguancun.

But at this time, it's just an unremarkable small town: Haidian Town.

Well, even if it's unremarkable, it's still the "CBD" of the HD district at this time. The daily economic activities of the nearby universities and the people in this area are concentrated here. No wonder Zhongguancun will be incubated later.

After a while, they arrived at the Changzheng Cafeteria, which was already crowded with people, but not full.

Those classmates invited Chen Fan, "Together?"

Chen Fan smiled and declined, "No need, you go eat first, I'm still waiting for someone."

They didn't say much, and waved their hands with a smile, "Okay, see you."

Then they went to get food.

In fact, they all pay their own money, which is no different from inside the school, otherwise this place would not have the title of "Sixth Cafeteria".

Chen Fan found a table and sat down. Seeing that there were many people smoking in the cafeteria, he also took out a cigarette and lit it.

The age of the students who came to eat was very uneven. Some people were not yet adults, while some were already in their thirties, old enough to be fathers.

These older students naturally had some middle-aged people's habits.

For example, they smoked a lot and liked to hold a large teacup. One hand held the teacup and the other hand held the cigarette, gathering together to talk politics.

Male students discussed current affairs, while female students were more interested in literature.

These days, no matter what major, most people have some literary hobbies.

A table of 6 girls not far from Chen Fan were gnawing on cornbread and discussing.

"Have you read this issue of 'Shanghai Literature'? Chen Dong's 'Ferryman' is so well written. The spirit of not giving up hope in such a desperate situation is very touching."

"I've seen 'The Ferryman' and I really liked it, but Chen Fan's new work 'Reed Marshes' in 'Jiangnan Literature' is also very good. He uses the Anti-Japanese War as the background to write about the sons and daughters of the Jiangnan countryside who are not afraid of strong ships and guns, and dare to fight against the invaders. Ju'er's love and hate, and Lao San's dedication to the country, made me cry."

"And also, 'Old Stories' written by Potato, an author from our 'Beijing Literature', tells the story of a family spanning half a century. Potato must be an experienced old writer, but because of the great storm a few years ago, he doesn't dare to show his real name. It's just strange, why choose a pen name called 'Potato'?"

"I know, he must have relied on potatoes to survive in the most difficult times, so he uses it as a memorial!"

"Ah, you're so smart, it must be like this!"

Chen Fan was almost choked by a puff of smoke and coughed several times.

This attracted the attention of several girls. They even stopped talking about Potato and whispered about Chen Fan in low voices.

"Which major is this classmate from?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him before. Let's find out later."

"Or, should we go over and ask?"

"Little girl, are you horny? Do you dare to ask?"

"I, I dare not. … But you dare, sister, go ahead!"

"Tch, if I dared to go, I would poke your eyes first, you're almost glued to him."

Chen Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he took out another cigarette and lit it. Their whispers were like thunder in his ears, okay?

He was just wondering if Yang Ju and the others would have to wait several hours like he did to make a long-distance call?

At this moment, he saw Zhang Cuie, Liu Dan, and Wang Chunling running in quickly.

Then they bought food, ate, and continued to wait.

In less than half an hour, Yang Ju and Huang Ying arrived one after another.

The two girls were also very excited to see Chen Fan, twisting and turning on the bench, unable to sit still.

Chen Fan kept smiling and chatting with them about their recent situations, and he would also give some guidance when certain issues were mentioned.

It's just that the teaching order has not fully recovered. The most typical example is what happened today. If the students go out for the whole day, how can they attend classes?

So many things cannot be said, and we can only wait for the big shots to speak before the situation changes.

He could only tell them to continue their own studies, do their duty, and wait for the opportunity to devote themselves wholeheartedly to learning.

Chen Fan looked around at them, his expression becoming a little serious, and said softly, "I'll draw a line for you, including the three who didn't come today, you must also convey it to them."

The five girls felt a sense of tension in their hearts when they saw his appearance.

As the saying goes, a loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer. Teacher Chen is the same. When he speaks seriously, it's best to listen carefully and keep it in mind, otherwise, don't blame others if he ignores you one day.

Chen Fan said sternly, "I'll just tell you one thing. If anything like today happens again, if it's external, you can go ahead, but if it's internal conflicts, find a reason to decline, don't go."

He looked around at them again, "Do you understand?"

The five girls instinctively responded in unison, "Understood."

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction, took out a large stack of food stamps, and divided a stack for each of them, "50 jin for each person, take it."

During the Lu Jiawan dividend distribution, they also had work points, and each person had at least one or two thousand yuan, so there was no need to give money, just give some food stamps, which are universal.

Besides, if he doesn't use so many food stamps, they will expire.

Zhang Cuie blinked, "Master, we all have enough to spend."

Liu Dan also nodded repeatedly, "The school has set a quota for us. Boys have 38 jin a month, and girls have 30 jin, which is a lot, we can't even finish it all."

After more than ten years of war preparedness, the current grain reserves are no joke. The quotas in all aspects have also increased a lot. Some places even set a quota of more than 40 jin for heavy manual workers, and most of them are refined grains, which is far from the hard times of the past.

It's just a pity, have you seen 'Heaven, Earth, Grain, Man'? The efforts of the predecessors were stolen by later rats.

Chen Fan handed three stacks to Zhang Cuie again, "You can give the other three to them."

Then he flicked her forehead, "Can't finish it? Can't you think about what else you can spend it on besides eating? This is a food stamp, what kind of ticket can't you exchange it for?"

After speaking, he stood up, "Xiao Ying, come with me. I'll take a taxi and give you a ride, you all go back by yourselves."

…

By the time he sent Huang Ying back to school and returned to the small courtyard in Dazhalan Hutong, it was already completely dark.

The three old men were gathering in the main room drinking tea. Seeing Chen Fan come back, Zhang Xuansong immediately sat up straight and looked at him and asked, "Where have you been all afternoon?"

Lin Yuanxiang also said, "Didn't you say you were going to report to the Writers Association? Didn't you go?"

Li Shangde put down the teapot in his hand, "Have you eaten? If not, go heat something up yourself, there's still fire in the coal stove."

Chen Fan, "I've eaten. I went to the post office this afternoon to make a phone call and waited for more than 3 hours…"

As he spoke, he poured himself a cup of tea and sat down opposite Zhang Xuansong. Just as the teacup was about to reach his lips, he heard Lin Yuanxiang say, "Wow, only waited for more than 3 hours? There aren't many people today."

Chen Fan's eyes glanced over, ? ? ?

Zhang Xuansong laughed and said, "Don't think your Master Lin is joking with you. Let alone a long-distance call, a few days ago, someone in Lao Zheng's family in Xiaoli Hutong was critically ill and called the hospital from the store at the entrance of the hutong. They didn't get through after 3 hours."

Chen Fan blinked and asked curiously, "Then why didn't they just send him to the hospital?"

Zhang Xuansong's mouth twitched slightly, "He was only focused on making phone calls and forgot about this. Later, I went to his house and gave him a few needles before he was able to be sent to the hospital."

Chen Fan, "…"

At this time, Lin Yuanxiang asked curiously, "That shouldn't be before 4 o'clock, what happened later?"

Chen Fan took a sip of water, put down the teacup, "I went to see my apprentice."

"Apprentice?"

Zhang Xuansong's eyes lit up, "I have a grand-apprentice?"

Chen Fan waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, she's studying at Peking University, just got in, it's the literature part, it's not related to you here."

Zhang Xuansong's face turned stern, "Patriarch Yuyang was also a writer, why can't he teach?"

Lin Yuanxiang and Li Shangde looked at each other with speechless faces.

This old man never accepted apprentices before, but today he accepted one, and now he wants a grand-apprentice, isn't that a bit too fast?!

Chen Fan was also very helpless, "She's a girl, and she wants to be a writer in the future. Our Chaoyang Temple doesn't recruit female Taoists, why are you calculating her."

Only then did Zhang Xuansong lean back, "So it's a girl, then forget it."

Lin Yuanxiang chuckled twice. Seeing Lao Zhang's murderous gaze, he immediately coughed, "You made a phone call, did they say anything, when are they coming to the meeting?"

Chen Fan, "The 14th, 3 days from now."

Zhang Xuansong immediately said, "If you ask me, you should stay here for these three days, and I'll explain all those secret books to you. I know you have a good talent and you'll learn it as soon as you learn it, but the inner alchemy technique is ten times more complicated than ordinary qigong. It's best to teach it by word of mouth, so that you won't…"

As he spoke, he suddenly widened his eyes and saw Chen Fan's aura was faint, and the skin exposed on the outside suddenly became as white as jade. His expression completely froze, "Innate One Qi Skill? When did you learn it?"

Chen Fan smiled, his face changed again, the fair skin gradually filled with blood, and finally it was all red, like Danxia.

Zhang Xuansong's expression gradually collapsed, "Danyang Skill?!"

Chen Fan took another deep breath, the blush slowly dissipated, and his skin returned to normal. Then he said, "The secret biography of Lu Zu's Dan Gong is a bit complicated, I haven't fully understood it yet, then I'll stay for two more days and learn more from you."

Zhang Xuansong was already numb at this time, and said blankly, "I don't know that either, figure it out yourself."

After a pause, he thought he was still a little unwilling, and said again, "Since ancient times, medicine and martial arts have been inseparable. Taoists also know a few medical skills, or I'll teach you tomorrow…"

"Forget it."

Lin Yuanxiang directly interrupted him, "Are you getting old and confused? Did you forget that I told you that Xiao Chen is the one who invented the Yunhu First Aid Method. His research in traditional Chinese medicine may not be worse than yours."

Zhang Xuansong's expression changed again, and finally he let out a long breath, supported himself with his crutches and stood up, and waved his hand, "Go read your books yourself."

Chen Fan turned to look at Master Lin and Uncle Li, then looked at Master Zhang's back, got up and followed him and said, "Master, I finished reading the 5 books you gave me today while waiting for the phone, I'll change 5 more."

Zhang Xuansong staggered and almost fell. He fell into the house and said, "Change my ass, take them all, take them all."

Half an hour later, Chen Fan took a hot shower in the bathroom, wrapped himself in a quilt and sat on the tatami mat that had been converted into a bed, holding a book in his hand and flipping through it non-stop.

I have to say, the unique secret biography does have some things. Whether it's martial arts or medicine, he has learned a lot of new things.

Especially the art of magic, which made him open his mind.

The so-called art of magic, when separated, is "skill" and "number".

Skill includes medical skills, immortality, and the art of the bedroom.

When he saw the art of the bedroom, he was quite excited at first. After studying it thoroughly, it was actually a combination of ancient reproductive science and related subjects.

However, it also incorporates philosophy, health preservation, and qigong, which is a special branch of Taoism. To put it bluntly, there is nothing special about it.

Learned it.

Then there is the art of number, which is a bit mystical, what kind of practice to become a god, what kind of cultivation to become an immortal, and there are also Zhou Tian's number, Yin and Yang Five Elements, etc., but the alchemy and inner alchemy are very instructive and can be learned critically.

In addition, there are Taoist methods, medical books… almost encompassing the "Five Arts of Taoism" including mountain, medicine, life, divination, and divination.

These are all considered valuable by Chen Fan, and the rest are the religious classics of the Quanzhen Sect. It's good to take a look at these things. The philosophical thoughts in them are also very interesting. As for using falsehood to cultivate truth, that's a joke.