A pleasant life in a courtyard

Recently, major universities across the country have received notices from their superiors.

Each institution has been issued a rigid target to submit at least one artistic and cultural work.

Books, plays, songs, dances, paintings, poems and lyrics are all acceptable.

Superior leaders gave the following comments regarding the current situation of literature and art across the country.

"Today's art situation has many problems and a large number of people. Socialist transformation has so far achieved little success in many departments."

"The power of art and culture cannot be underestimated. The socio-economic foundation has changed. The art sector, one of the superstructures that serve this economic foundation, is still a big problem. This needs to be started with investigation and research and serious attention."

It is this criticism that has received unprecedented attention and attention from leaders at all levels.

Several symposiums were specially held for this purpose.

Shortly thereafter, major colleges and universities received the above notice.

Where are the country’s cultural intellectuals who have received the emerging education, and it’s not in major universities.

Since the old people in the department will only stick to the same old routine, let emerging ideas come to the fore.

As a key university unit in the city and even the country, BJ University must not only do its part, but also take the lead in this activity of submitting artistic and cultural works.

As soon as the school leaders received the notice, they summoned all the teachers and students of the school and held a mobilization meeting.

"One work is not enough. We must mobilize all our strength and hand over ten or even twenty works, so as not to fall into the aspiration of the students of our school."

"Our principal's deception skills have gone up a notch again, and it makes my blood boil."

Sun Guoqing tilted his body and kept his mouth motionless, but the words were squeezed out from between his teeth, joking with his friends.

"What's going on, passionate Comrade Sun Guoqing, why don't you respond to the call and sign up with the teacher?" Li Xiang retorted.

"Come on, look at how I look like a versatile person." Sun Guoqing straightened his body immediately.

In the school pep rally, there are not many things, but there are many people.

Therefore, their actions were not conspicuous.

In fact, with the enthusiastic mobilization of the principal, there were many students talking to each other in the audience.

Some are eager to try, some are hesitant, and some are indifferent.

There are 402 people in dormitory 8, and all three conditions are occupied.

The one who is eager to give it a try: Yu Zhiyuan.

Those who are indecisive: Zhang Jianguo, Wang Kaixuan, Li Xiang.

The indifferent faction: Lin Guodong, Xu Wei, He Jun, Sun Guoqing.

For Yu Zhiyuan, it doesn't matter whether he can write or not, as long as he can compete for recognition, he wants to participate. He is an active member of various groups in the school.

It’s the main one, no matter whether it works or not, I’ll just sign up first.

Zhang Jianguo is from Shaanxi, and he usually likes to sing folk songs. There are many local tunes there, and there are many songs praising the Red Army. He considered whether to edit the lyrics of one of the songs and participate in it.

Wang Kaixuan prides himself on having some minor literary talent, and has written a lot of prose and short poems. The number of works he has created ranges from 100 to 80, but he is still considering which one to choose to participate.

The reason for Li Xiang's hesitation is simple. Didn't he win the grand prize for musical instrument proficiency last time?

He had a rough idea of ​​the future direction, but he was a little struggling as to whether he should realize it or not.

Those with high skills hide their clumsiness, which is actually very painful for those who have not yet developed their character.

He wanted to show off from the bottom of his heart, but he was also afraid of the unknown liquidation.

As for the remaining people, they maintained the attitude of watching the fun and had no intention of participating.

Just like Sun Guoqing said: "I weigh a few pounds. If others know as well as I do, it's better not to lose face."

. . . . . .

In the family building of the school, Professor Hao is still doing his work as a student without giving up.

When Li wanted to come over for dinner, he still encouraged him at the dinner table.

"Your writing skills are always good. I think you can sign up and give it a try."

"Please stop teasing me. With all my three-legged skills, I can only show off my sword in front of you."

At this time, his wife was picking up some food for Li Xiang, and he quickly stretched out his bowl to pick it up. Then he simply refused the teacher's proposal.

This is even less reliable than asking him to sing and play strings. At least he has real skills in doing this.

Let’s forget about writing articles, poems, etc.

Most modern people have little patience. How many can read an entire book or watch a movie seriously?

They are all relying on a certain chapter or fragment to learn a new type of knowledge taken out of context.

Li Xiang occasionally came up with one or two classic words and wrote a short paragraph of classic text, which was learned from the above situation.

It's no use that he has the skill of photographic memory. When he wears it, he just remembers it and has no chance to touch it a second time.

Therefore, there were originally as many things as there were in my mind, and the ones that were added later were all newly added in this era.

"Comrade Li Xiang, your thoughts are not advisable. You have the ability, but you are unwilling to use it outside. I think you are evading responsibility." Professor Hao put down his chopsticks, feeling a little unhappy.

Just throwing tantrums like a child.

He has a lot of filters for his apprentices.

No matter what, I never feel that my apprentice is worse than others.

He wanted Li Xiang to go to anything that allowed his apprentice to become famous.

"Okay~ You old guy, you are still angry at your job. I have worked so hard to make the rice. How can I be sorry for you?" The wife was afraid that Li Xiang would be difficult to do, so she attacked first.

Really, the older you get, the better you live. If your children don’t want it, just forget it. There’s no such thing as rushing it to the shelves.

We have been married for so many years, but Professor Hao could understand his wife’s subtext with just one look from his wife.

But he still didn't want to give in. The day of his retirement was very close. While there was still some residual heat, he naturally wanted to help Li Xiang walk faster.

Li Xiang did not put down the bowl and chopsticks because of the teacher's behavior.

It's a joy to eat according to the photo, and the master's craftsmanship is very good. The meat in the old duck soup is stewed until it falls off the bones, and it melts as soon as you take a sip.

Professor Hao saw him pretending to be stupid and had no intention of letting him go.

"I don't care. I've been boasting all over the place in the courtyard. I'm already so old, but you kid can't bear to let me lose my life."

This is just a lie. Comrade Hao, you don’t have martial ethics.

Li Xiang's expression clearly revealed that the above meaning was difficult to explain in a word.

Professor Hao began to use his mood and reason again.

Li Xiang can use all the literary and military skills. As long as it is useful, it doesn't matter whether it is a white cat or a black cat. As long as it can accomplish something, it is a good cat.

Listening to the scene described by Professor Hao, Li Xiang could not help but fantasize about the beautiful scene he described.

It would seem pretty good if we could actually shake hands.

Li Xiang's heart, which was already a little shaken, began to waver even more.

My mind couldn't help but get excited.