Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The spring breeze blows, the flowers bloom, and the campus is filled with the breath of youth. Zhong Yuemin strolled along the path and saw many classmates gathered around him who were studying hard. He couldn't help but sigh that time flies. In this campus full of vitality and energy, they work hard for their dreams and have no time to care about everything around them. Classrooms, libraries, and even remote paths are all their tireless battlefields.

Waiting for these young boys and girls in their prime to bid farewell to the campus, they will take with them a heart full of passion and endless knowledge. These boys and girls have unparalleled youth and the prime of their life. They are vigorous and full of vitality, and they are the future and hope of the motherland. When they bid farewell to the campus and step into society, they will become the backbone of society and contribute their own strength to the development and prosperity of the country. Use their wisdom and talents to create a better future.

At this time, no one dared to waste time, and no one wasted time easily. He walked into a classroom and saw several classmates still discussing a problem, with determination and persistence on their faces.

"Hey, Zhong Yuemin!" A familiar voice called him.

He turned around and saw his roommate Li Weiguo walking towards him.

"Why are you here?" Li Weiguo asked.

"I was bored, so I came to take a look." Zhong Yuemin replied, "What about you? Why haven't you returned to the dormitory yet?"

"I'm studying. Besides, there's no point in going back to the dormitory now. I might as well learn more here." Li Weiguo replied with a smile.

"To be honest, I really admire you academic masters." Zhong Yuemin said with emotion, "I always feel that I am not working hard enough and I am always wasting time."

"Don't say that. Everyone has his own pace." Li Weiguo comforted. "In fact, we have also been exploring our own path. You know? Sometimes I wonder, what are we working so hard for?"

"For the future, for a better life." Zhong Yuemin answered without hesitation.

"Having said that, sometimes I wonder where our future is? Have we forgotten something?" Li Weiguo said thoughtfully.

"Can you please stop being so literary?" Zhong Yuemin joked, "After all, we are not poets, nor are we liberal arts students. We are science students."

"I know, but I still think we should have a broader vision. We can't live just to pursue grades. I didn't understand you before, but sometimes I think you are right."

Zhong Yuemin was silent for a moment, then said, "Don't say that. I just have more experience. I think I should have a richer life, and learning is only a part of life. Okay, I won't disturb you from studying. I'm going to the lab."

Zhong Yuemin sat in the dilapidated laboratory, his eyes fixed on the old test bench. This test bench had accompanied them for a semester and a half, but its functions could no longer keep up with their needs.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but sigh. The backward scientific research and learning conditions made him feel helpless. In this era, many schools don't even have any funds, let alone any experimental equipment. Slightly better schools only have one test bench, and each class only has one or two experimental opportunities per semester.

Some time ago, Zhong Yuemin visited Aoki University and their computer science department, which opened his eyes. He saw with his own eyes that each student had a simulated keypad made of cardboard with uneven keyboard marks on it.

The students memorized the keyboard positions by themselves in their dormitories. There was no Internet or search engines, so they relied on memory for everything. When the program had errors, they could only look up solutions in books. If they were not familiar with various reference books, they would not be able to solve the problem at all. Even so, these students still felt very satisfied because they felt that they no longer had to memorize those boring keyboard positions, and it was enough to just remember the relevant content in the book.

Zhong Yuemin deeply felt the limitations of this era. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is the reality. In this backward era, if you want to learn advanced technology, you can only rely on your own continuous efforts and exploration.

"Zhong Yuemin, what are you thinking about?" Squad leader Chen Yuhong asked curiously when she saw Zhong Yuemin standing there in a daze for a long time.

Zhong Yuemin replied somewhat helplessly, "I wonder when our study conditions can be improved."

"Oh, yes, I want to, too. But the reality is this, we can only do our best."

Lin Shufang curled her lips at the side. "Zhong Lao Er, isn't everyone like this? Why are you being so pretentious?"

Chen Yuhong was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I have thought of a way. We can create the conditions ourselves."

"What method?" Zhong Yuemin asked curiously.

"We can organize a study group and exchange learning experiences and materials with each other. We can also use our spare time to study problems together, which can also improve our learning efficiency."

"This is a good idea. I'll join in." Lin Shufang nodded in agreement.

"Zhong Lao Er, what about you?"

"me..."

"What the hell, can't you please be more straightforward as a grown man?"

"Fine!"

Just like that, Zhong Yuemin joined a study group without knowing what was going on. He had no choice, as he was surrounded by top students. If he didn't study hard, it would be like committing a huge mistake.

All achievements require hard work, and a large number of talented people are willing to work hard. The profound lessons of "fighting spirit" and "falling behind will be beaten" should never be forgotten.

Zhong Yuemin sighed. He remembered a genius who graduated from the National University of Defense Technology. He had an extraordinary memory and keen observation. He could recite the positions and shapes of tens of thousands of solder joints on the circuit board, and even accurately determine which solder joint had a problem during the test. This genius became an outstanding engineer with his extraordinary efforts and fighting spirit.

Zhong Yuemin knows that all these achievements are inseparable from the geniuses who are willing to work hard. They not only have outstanding talents, but also have an unremitting fighting spirit. It is this spirit that has enabled them to achieve outstanding achievements in their respective fields and become the backbone of society.

Including many old intellectuals, they are actually a microcosm of China's development. Although they have been treated unfairly at some point, they still have a deep love for this land. They can endure poverty and loneliness, and silently dedicate themselves without asking for anything in return.

The modern times were very humiliating and miserable, but the Chinese people really refused to bow their heads. Talents emerged generation after generation, blood was shed generation after generation, and they narrowed the gap.

Zhong Yuemin came out of the laboratory and was about to return to the small courtyard when he heard a passionate recitation. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a man standing in a corner of the courtyard, reciting poetry loudly. The man was short, but had a big head, a circle of thick angry hair and beard surrounding his natural baby face, which looked quite funny.

In the tide of reform and opening up, China ushered in unprecedented changes. It was an era full of passion and dreams, an era of breaking the old and establishing the new. It was an era of rapid progress. After a catastrophe, a storm of ideological liberation arose.

Each university, a land full of wisdom and ideals, became the center of this storm of ideological liberation. Poetry and literary creation were in full swing here, and the students' creative enthusiasm was like a raging flood, surging and unstoppable.

The darkness before dawn is the deepest night. In this era, the chaotic thoughts and values ​​have made young students lose their way. They are looking for answers in confusion and struggle, and looking for the dawn in the darkness.

"Poet? Where are there any poets in China? Hey, tell me, are there any poets in China?" shouted a man with a red face and provocative eyes.

Zhong Yuemin noticed that they were staring at him and touched his nose awkwardly.

"Classmate, are you interested in joining us?" asked a man who looked more sober.

Zhong Yuemin looked around and found that he was the one being stared at, so he waved his hand and said, "Sorry to bother you. I majored in physics and have no talent for literature. I don't understand literature or poetry. I just think your discussion is interesting."

"Studying physics, what's the use of physics? What can you do with it?" a classmate asked loudly, reeking of alcohol.

"Do you know what China lacks? It lacks spirit. We need to awaken this society instead of letting more people sink," another person shouted.

The pungent smell of alcohol almost hit Zhong Yuemin's face, which made him quite unhappy. He felt that these five or six people were a bit inexplicable, so he shouted back, "I say you are all idiots!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. The drunken students were all stunned, obviously not expecting Zhong Yuemin to respond so directly. Zhong Yuemin didn't care about their reactions, he pushed them away and wanted to leave.

"You, you dare to curse, don't leave."

"Yes, don't go."

"Why do you curse?"

Zhong Yuemin stopped and said disdainfully, "What if you don't let me go? Do you want to get beaten? Otherwise, I'll give you two big cunts each to wake you up."

"You, you rascal."

"You rascal!"

"How could such a person enter our school?"

The baby-faced man next to him hurriedly walked over to Zhong Yuemin to apologize. "I'm sorry, they drank a little and had some thoughts. My name is Wang Feng, from the law department. We formed a poetry club, so we can have a little exchange here if we have nothing to do."

As the saying goes, don't hit someone who smiles at you. "It's okay. My name is Zhong Yuemin. I shouldn't disturb you."

Wang Feng caused dissatisfaction among several other people. "Wang Feng, why are you bothering him?"

"Yes, he is a simple-minded and strong-limbed reckless man."

Zhong Yuemin was so angry at this group of people that he laughed. "You guys are so self-righteous! I won't bother with you. If I were the same as you, I would believe that if I wanted you to disappear, it would be the same as making a cat or a dog disappear. No one would care.

Besides, I don’t know what awakening means. I only know that if everyone does their job well in their own position, this country will become prosperous one day. ”

After hearing this, several people took a step back unconsciously. "Who are you trying to scare? Everyone can brag."

"That's called numbness. You don't deserve to be called a college student, a vigorous young person. You should have your own ideas and your own will. How can a college student, a vigorous young person, be so disheartened? You are degrading yourself! College students should have fiery passion and endless creativity. You don't deserve to be called a college student!" Zhang Xiaoqiang's fierce words made his friends next to him look ugly, and they quickly went up to hold him.

Zhong Yuemin was extremely upset about being caught in the crossfire. "I know how to be a Chinese. No matter how others despise me, slander me, or how backward I am now, I believe and firmly believe that I will become prosperous and strong again one day. And if we want to be prosperous, strong and democratic, can we achieve that by you writing two poems? Or can we achieve that by you reciting two poems?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang was the first to interrupt in dissatisfaction. "Zhong Yuemin, what kind of logic is this? What is the ultimate purpose of studying physics? Isn't it to promote the development of science and technology and make the country stronger? And doesn't the strength of the country need spiritual support?"

Zhong Yuemin waved his hands. "Okay, let's get back to the topic of physics. I know your understanding of physics may be superficial, but you can't just randomly mix physics and spirituality together. Talking to you makes me feel like my IQ is lowering."

At this time, Wang Feng, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up. "Zhong Yuemin, actually what you said makes sense. After all, physics is a profound subject that requires us to invest a lot of time and energy to study and research. However, we cannot ignore the spiritual level. If a country or a nation loses its spirit, then even the most advanced technology is just an empty shell."

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but sneer when he heard this. "Come on, Wang Feng, aren't you studying law? When did you become a philosopher? We physics students should focus on our jobs and not think about spiritual things all day long. Those are things that politicians and philosophers worry about."

Li Yang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up. "Zhong Yuemin, I think what you two said makes sense. Physics is indeed the focus of our profession, but at the same time we cannot ignore the spiritual level. After all, the development of a country cannot be separated from spiritual support."

Zhong Yuemin had long lost his patience. Full of anger, he stood in front of a group of classmates, his words full of sharp criticism and merciless sarcasm.

"I want to ask my fellow students, have you ever thought about what you have done for this country and this society?"

He questioned loudly, his sharp eyes sweeping across everyone's face. "You shout for this and that every day, but how much have you paid? You are not even economically independent. If the country doesn't support you, you will all starve to death. Do you believe it? Now you talk to me about ideological independence, don't you think it's funny?"

The air was filled with gunpowder, and it seemed that a fierce quarrel would break out at any time. However, Zhong Yuemin did not stop, and continued with a sneer. "Don't think that you are great just because you have read a few so-called profound books. These books are just fooling you angry young people and idiots. History will eventually make its final judgment. Walk around more and see more. This society is changing with each passing day. Look more at the advantages and less at the dark spots. Only then can your heart be open. You are just whining without any reason, do you know that?"

Several students were stunned. They did not expect Zhong Yuemin to criticize them so directly. For a moment, they were speechless. When they reacted and wanted to refute, Zhong Yuemin had already turned and left, leaving behind only a resolute back.

Zhong Yuemin sighed in his heart, the drawbacks of reform and opening up officially began from here.

Regardless of whether they succeed or not, intellectuals are always tools. They have seen more of the outside world, read a few books, and feel that they understand the true meaning of the world. Seeing the gap between China and foreign countries, they begin to despair and start to flee here.

Those who could not escape began to have doubts, anger, and illusions, so they accepted the messy ideas of the West without thinking, denied the status quo, and hoped to move towards the "real prosperity" arranged by the Westerners, but unknowingly became tools in the hands of others.

In the 1980s, people in Beijing lived a simple life, but weddings were full of warmth and romance. There were no luxury cars, expensive dresses, or grand banquets, but the happiness in simplicity was unforgettable.

In the streets and alleys of Beijing, you can often see wedding processions. The groom rides a 28-bar bicycle with the beautiful bride on the back seat, both wearing big red flowers on their chests. They are surrounded by the laughter and blessings of relatives and friends. Their faces are filled with happy smiles, as if the whole world is cheering for them.

Today is the wedding day of Yuan Jun and Lin Yue. The courtyard has been decorated, red lanterns are hung high, and festive couplets are posted all over the gate. The trees in the courtyard are also hung with ribbons and small red flags, as if adding endless joy to the wedding. Guests arrived one after another, and their faces were filled with blessing smiles.

Zhong Yuemin, Zhou Xiaobai and Zheng Tong stood at the gate. Zhong Yue looked at Yuan Jun and Lin Yue who got off the jeep and said with emotion, "Yuan Jun is also the father of the scorpion."

"What do you mean?" Several people looked at him curiously.

"It's poisonous!"

Zheng Tong also blinked his lips. "Yuan Jun's grandson looks very decent today, and he smiles so brightly. I guess you can see his smile from the back of your head."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? This is one of the four great joys in life, the wedding night. If it were you, you would also smile brightly, but the big red flowers on both of your chests are a little inappropriate."

"You don't understand, right? If you don't wear a big red flower, who would know you're married?"

"You two, stop being so nagging. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Wife, you two are regretting after seeing how successful Lin Yue is, right? How about we get married again?"

Zhou Xiaobai glanced at him. "You're so unruly all day, I don't want to bother with you."

After that, he turned to Yuan Jun and Lin Yue. "Yuan Jun, Lin Yue, I wish you a happy wedding!"

Zhong Yuemin shouted from behind, "I wish you a baby soon."

Zheng Tong shouted, "Give birth to more children."

Lin Yue blushed. "Thank you, Xiaobai."