Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 251 Anything Can Be a Home
The noise in Yanjing City lasted for a long time. The women's volleyball team won the championship, and citizens took to the streets to parade and celebrate.

Such scenes not only appeared in Yanjing, but also on streets across the country.

That night, the whole of China was boiling!
On November 1981, 11, the day after the women's volleyball team won the championship, the People's Daily published a report and commentary on the Chinese women's volleyball team's victory on the front page.

Sister Deng, then head of the All-China Women's Federation, published an article entitled "People from all walks of life should learn from the spirit of the women's volleyball team."

The article reads: "People from all walks of life should learn the spirit of the Chinese women's volleyball team, set lofty ambitions, carry forward the down-to-earth, hard-working style, do their work well, and advance our socialist cause faster!"

Sister Deng’s articles are of high quality and, most importantly, they meet the needs of the times.

When the women's volleyball team won the world championship for the first time, China's economic construction had just returned to the right track and was in a period of reconstruction.

The tenacious fighting spirit and unity and cooperation shown by these women's volleyball players on the court gave strong spiritual strength to Chinese society in the early days of reform and opening up.

After being tempered in the world arena, they no longer represent just a team. They carry too many dreams and complexes of the Chinese people, and also represent the Chinese nation's spirit of unity and hard work and the will to strive for progress.

Therefore, after Aunt Deng’s article was published, it quickly aroused a huge response from the whole society. It was widely disseminated by major media within just a few days and quickly formed a consensus in the whole society.

"Learn the spirit of the women's volleyball team" has become a hot word in meetings of various government agencies, state-owned factories, and public institutions this winter.

Not to mention the huge impact of the women's volleyball team's championship, on the night of the championship, everyone stayed until after eight o'clock in the evening before leaving, leaving Feng Jicai and Lu Yao, two out-of-towners, to stay overnight at Lin Chaoyang's house.

The next morning, Feng Jicai went straight to the train station. His home was in Tianjin, so it was very convenient for him to come and go.

Lu Yao planned to go to the train station with him to buy tickets, and then go back to China Youth Publishing House to pick up the luggage.

When Lin Chaoyang sent the two out, Lu Yao hesitated and said, "Chaoyang, if Yushu goes to be an editor at Yanjing Literature, I think I can give my novel to her for publication."

When everyone was chatting yesterday, Tao Yushu's future career was discussed for a while.

Lin Chaoyang realized that Lu Yao wanted to express his hospitality this time, so he smiled generously and said, "The publisher has high hopes for your novel. The influence of Yanjing Literature is a little lacking. I think it can be published in Harvest or People's Literature."

Lu Yao shook his head and smiled. "It's already great to be published in Yenching Literature. I don't dare to hope for it."

"The rules at People's Literature are rather rigid. I can write a letter to Li Xiaolin of Harvest to recommend your novel."

Lu Yao originally wanted to help Tao Yushu with his work, but he didn't expect to be taken care of by Lin Chaoyang instead. "How can I feel comfortable with that?"

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. I just recommended it. It's up to the editorial department whether to use it or not."

Lin Chaoyang's expression was relaxed and his attitude was sincere, which made Lu Yao grateful.

After saying goodbye again and again, Lin Chaoyang saw the two off. While at work, he took time out to write a letter to Li Xiaolin recommending Lu Yao's "Life".

Today is the second day after the women's volleyball team won the championship. The Yanda campus is particularly lively. The students celebrated last night, and it is said that many departments and student groups are also celebrating today.

Students are always willing to participate in various activities. The students of Class 77 are about to graduate and are no longer active, but there are still newcomers.

A few days later, the school had just held a commendation ceremony for outstanding students in the East Playground, and the class of 77 students from various departments were already preparing for their graduation.

That morning, when Lin Chaoyang was at work, Chen Jiangong came over and handed him an invitation.

Lin Chaoyang looked at the invitation in his hand and said jokingly, "It takes so much effort to take a graduation photo."

"Do you think all the teachers are as free as you? They are busy, so don't they have to make appointments in advance?"

The invitation in Lin Chaoyang's hand invited him to take a graduation group photo at the square inside the west gate of the school two days later. He then asked, "Then why did you send this to me?"

"You've taken so many classes in our Chinese department, so you're considered a part of us. We all said you should be included in the graduation photo," Chen Jiangong explained.

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "It seems that this class is not in vain. I am also considered a non-staff member of your Chinese Department."

Two days later, the weather was cold, and Lin Chaoyang arrived at the inner square of the west gate of Yanda University as promised. At this time, many teachers and students had gathered in the square.

Lin Chaoyang greeted everyone in a familiar manner. Wu Zuxiang asked him, "What are you doing here?"

"I'll take the picture!"

Wu Zuxiang looked him up and down. "You? Taking a photo?"

"What are you looking at? But you Chinese department students invited me here."

"Students are just being polite, why did you really come?"

Lao Deng!

After chatting and laughing with Wu Zuxiang for a while, more and more people came to the square. In addition to those who had already gone abroad, all the students from the Chinese Department of Class of 77 arrived, and many teachers from the Chinese Department also came.

At least in Lin Chaoyang's opinion, this should be the most complete gathering of Chinese Department teachers in his three years at Yanjing University.

The professors of the older generation include Yang Hui, Wu Zuxiang, Wang Yao, Lin Geng, Peng Lan, Chen Yihen and others; the middle-aged ones include Hong Zicheng, Xie Mian, Sun Yushi and others, plus some young lecturers. When we count them carefully, there are as many as 34 teachers.

There were many people taking photos, so they were divided into four rows. The people in the front row sat on the ground, all of them were students from the Chinese Department. The second row was full of senior professors in the department, who were highly respected and had a stool for each person to sit on.

The third row was filled with lecturers and a few female students, all standing. The last row was filled with male students from the Chinese Department, all standing on stools.

In winter, people are wearing thick clothes, but you can also see that they have dressed up carefully for today's photo shoot.

Chen Jiangong was sitting in the first row. He wanted to pull Lin Chaoyang to sit next to him, but Lin Chaoyang pushed him away.

If you sit on the ground in the middle of winter with your buttocks stretched out, you might have diarrhea at night.

He squeezed in between Hong Zicheng and Xie Mian and stood in the third row, which was warm with barriers in front and behind.

The line was noisy and tidy for several minutes before it quieted down, and finally everyone was in their positions.

As the photographer shouted, everyone held their breath and the picture froze. Together with the teachers and students of the Class of 77 of the Chinese Department of Yenching University, the statue of Mao Zedong and the green pines and cypresses behind them were also frozen in the picture.

After taking the photos, many female students in the class had tears in their eyes.

There is still a month left before graduation, but with the graduation photos as a backdrop, the atmosphere is still a bit sad.

In comparison, the male students seemed somewhat heartless and were still laughing.

Of course, the issue that everyone discussed the most was graduation assignment. This major event, which concerns everyone's future and destiny, has been the focus of students' attention for several months.

Today all the teachers in the department arrived. The students pestered the teachers for questions, but the teachers remained tight-lipped.

Seeing that the all-out attack had no effect, the students thought about it and decided to defeat them one by one. They dragged a few teachers who were usually friendly to the people to the Long March Restaurant outside the school, calling it a thank-you dinner for the teachers. "These people are asking the blind. Why are they asking those people when Director Yang is here? How can they know?"

Lin Chaoyang looked at the backs of those people and said with a smile.

"Do you think they don't want to ask? But they have to dare to do so!" said Hong Zicheng.

Yang Hui had been the head of the Chinese Department of Yenching University for more than 20 years and had accumulated great prestige. It really took courage for these students to go and talk to him.

The key point is that the school and teachers will definitely not reveal the assignment results until graduation. If they dare to ask Yang Hui, they will inevitably be scolded.

If you look for those middle-aged and young teachers, you won’t have to worry about this. The worst that can happen is that your work will be in vain.

After get off work in the evening, when Lin Chaoyang returned to Mianhua Hutong, it was already dark. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw a few shadowy figures in the main room.

When he got closer, two people came out of the main room. They turned out to be Du Feng and his girlfriend Feng Juan.

"Brother-in-law!"

"When did you come?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"Just arrived a while ago."

After entering the house, Lin Chaoyang saw another young man in the room. He looked familiar. After two seconds, he remembered that this was a young man among the group of people who renovated the courtyard house at the beginning of the year.

"Brother-in-law, this is Xiao Cao, you have met him before." Du Feng introduced.

"Remember." Lin Chaoyang shook hands with Xiao Cao and asked, "What are you doing..."

"Don't mention it. Last time I went to Shenzhen to buy goods, my money was stolen right after I left Yanjing.

Fortunately, I had prepared in advance and divided the money into two parts. However, I encountered robbery on the bus and almost got killed.

Not only did I not make a penny on that trip, I also lost more than 2,000 yuan.”

Talking about his experience last month, Du Feng still feels a little scared.

He started working as a trader in September and made two trips to Shenzhen smoothly, earning 10,000 yuan in total.

It took just over two months to earn this ten thousand yuan. Considering the current prices and wages, it can be said to be making a fortune.

Originally, Lin Chaoyang thought that this kid would be taught a lesson by the market someday, but he didn't expect that it would be public security that would teach him a lesson first.

"If the money is gone, it's gone. As long as the person is fine, it's fine," said Lin Chaoyang.

"That's the truth, but that's more than two thousand yuan!"

Du Feng's face was full of distress when he talked about the loss. If he was still in the army, the more than 2,000 yuan would be enough for him to earn for seven or eight years without eating or drinking.

"This person is unlucky. Even drinking cold water can cause toothache." Du Feng sighed and added, "But the public security has been a bit bad in the past two years. I'm really afraid that I will die on the road one day."

"That's right..." Du Feng patted Xiao Cao's arm, "Xiao Cao is just about to retire. He is quite skilled. I'm going to the south, so he can take care of me on the way."

It turned out that he hired a bodyguard.

According to national policy, there is a resettlement policy for veterans.

Xiao Cao's family is from a rural area in Shandong. According to the policy, they have to return to their registered residence. Originally, the best outcome would have been for the army to coordinate and arrange a state-owned unit for them.

However, this year is the year with the largest number of veterans retiring from the army in recent years, with the number of retired soldiers reaching 141 million.

In addition, due to the unfavorable economic development this year, many factories, mines, enterprises and institutions that used to be major employers no longer need new employees.

The job problem cannot be solved at all, and at most I can get a not-so-significant compensation.

Just at this time Du Feng extended an olive branch to Xiao Cao, and Xiao Cao agreed without hesitation.

Compared to returning to my hometown to farm, staying in Yanjing is a good choice even without a formal job.

What's more, Du Feng paid Xiao Cao a high salary of 100 yuan a month, plus a 2 yuan subsidy for business trips and annual festival benefits.

Although it was not a proper job, the salary was much higher than what he earned in those state-owned factories, so Xiao Cao was very grateful to Du Feng.

After listening to Du Feng chattering on for a while, Tao Yushu came to invite them to eat.

After dinner, Du Feng took Feng Juan and Xiao Cao away.

After the three of them left, Lin Erchun exclaimed, "Chaoyang, is speculation so profitable now?"

"Dad, at least they sent you something!" Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but complain.

Du Feng came this time because he heard that Lin Erchun and his wife came to Yanjing, so he specially bought gifts such as cigarettes and alcohol to come and visit. Two bottles of cigarettes and two bottles of alcohol are worth at least twenty or thirty yuan.

Lin Erchun said: "I didn't scold him. I just remembered the favor. What I asked was about making money."

"You also said it was speculation, how can it not make money?"

Although reform and opening up have been implemented nowadays, the treatment of individual business and speculation is still different. Du Feng's current business is definitely speculation.

But now the tide of reform is unstoppable, and these matters are not managed as strictly as before, and Du Feng has a strong foothold, so there is no need to worry too much.

"They took risks, so it's not surprising that they made some money."

"I didn't say you can't make money, but you made a millionaire in just two or three months. This... is like robbing money."

Lin Erchun felt frightened when he thought about it. Even robbing money was not so fast.

Lin Erchun's fuss was based on his own values. Just as he did not fully understand the distribution of land to households, the rapid pace of economic opening up also made it difficult for him to accept it for a while.

"Think about me. I can earn several thousand yuan by writing a novel. It's not that much for others to make tens of thousands by doing business." Lin Chaoyang said.

"How can that be the same? You are a writer, and the money you earn is not only clean, but also respected."

"Dad, people who do business will be more respected in the future. People will call them entrepreneurs!"

Lin Erchun sneered at the words, "Anything can be a 'home'!"

(End of this chapter)