1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 129 First Lecture

Time flies and it's Friday.

With the arrival of warm spring, the convection of cold and hot air has caused a drizzle in even a dry city like Beijing, completely eliminating the sandstorms that had been blowing for days.

"Pap tap tap~"

The fine raindrops, like rice grains, fell on the umbrella, making a dull white noise. Cheng Kaiyan stood in front of the bus stop, waiting for the bus to arrive among the crowd.

It was raining, so he didn't ride his bike.

"Drip-"

The bus came smoothly through the rain from the other side of the street. This time it was painted red and white. The big wheels splashed water on the roadside, and a group of people hurriedly tried to get out of the way.

"How the hell are you driving? You splashed water all over people!"

An old lady pointed at the bus driver and cursed.

The driver had a face full of flesh and looked like he was a retired soldier. "It's your choice if you want to sit down or not! Get out!"

"No!"

Cheng Kaiyan was watching the show silently on the side. The bus on this rainy day was different from what he had imagined.

Even on rainy days, this bus with a big braid on top can run safely. The brushes on the top have been designed to be waterproof in advance, so there is no need to worry about water getting into the wires on the top and causing sparks.

He collected his thoughts, folded his umbrella and got into the car.

As soon as I looked up after getting on the bus, a young girl with pigtails and hairpins standing at the door immediately shouted out in surprise.

"Teacher Xiao Cheng! It's really you. Good morning!"

"Good morning, classmate."

Cheng Kaiyan looked at the school badge that stood out on the bulging conscience on the girl's chest and greeted her.

No way, it's too attractive.

In a bus full of people swaying and rushing, with old ladies occasionally throwing themselves into the arms of others, Cheng Kaiyan finally arrived at the school by holding the handrail.

He is going to give a lecture this afternoon and he is a little nervous. After all, it is his first time and there will be quite a few people in the class.

But when she thought that this was not a literary lecture or speech with free questions, but just a foreign literature appreciation with the theme of love, Cheng Kaiyan felt much more relaxed.

He had already written the lesson plan. The main novel was the book "Gone with the Wind" that was given to Liu Xiaoli. The movie title was also called "Gone with the Wind". They had already been revealed in advance so that students could read or learn about it in advance and reduce unnecessary trouble during class.

In addition to staying in the office to write lesson plans during this period, he also received good news.

This Tuesday, the intern editor of People's Literature came to my house in person to inform me that "Love Letter" had passed the three reviews and three proofreadings of the People's Literature editorial department.

It is now being prepared for publication and is expected to be published in the fourth issue of People's Literature on April 1st at the earliest.

……

Chinese Department Office.

"pat~"

The toes picked up the accumulated rain water and stepped on the corridor, leaving footprints.

Cheng Kaiyan walked into the journal reading room and after searching on the table for a while, she found today's "Yenching Daily".

As expected, the notice from the China Writers Association was published:

"Notice on the establishment of the National Excellent Children's Literature Award to encourage the creation of children's literature!"

Cheng Kaiyan looked at him with anticipation in her eyes.

The article mentioned that in order to encourage the creation of excellent children's literature, promote the development and prosperity of children's literature, provide more and better spiritual food, and promote the improvement of the spiritual quality of the new generation.

The article also lists the shortlisted children's literature works. A total of more than 50 children's novels were shortlisted for the National Excellent Children's Literature Award, including Yan Yiyan's "Salt Ding'er", Li Xintian's "The Shining Red Star", Yang Xiao's "Red Rain", Tong Bian's "The New Little Stone Pillar"...

Among them, "The Red Star" was adapted into a movie of the same name in 1974, which caused quite a sensation.

Cheng Kaiyan looked carefully for "Submarine at Night" and sure enough, it appeared in the second to last row.

"I've been shortlisted. Now I just have to wait for the awards ceremony at the end of the month."

After all, this is the first time to be nominated for this kind of award. Cheng Kaiyan is quite looking forward to it and even a little nervous.

At this moment the door creaked.

A figure walked in, it was Director Fang.

"Xiao Cheng, I was looking for you. I heard that you are going to substitute for Professor Jiang today?"

Director Fang walked closer and asked, the news that Cheng Kaiyan would give a lecture on Friday had already spread among the teachers and students in the school.

It is common for teaching assistants to substitute for professors, but those teaching assistants all have graduate or undergraduate degrees and have been trained for a long time.

But Cheng Kaiyan is different. Although he has achieved certain achievements in literature, writing and lecturing are two different things and cannot be confused.

"Director Fang? Yes, I'll take over for Professor Jiang."

"How are the preparations? I'm afraid this afternoon's class will be packed with students. I heard from some people that students from Tsinghua University and Peking University are going to come and listen. What if..."

Director Fang asked with concern, this was also what he was worried about.

It was not surprising that students from his own school came to listen to him, but what he did not expect was that even students from Peking University and Tsinghua University came to listen to him. It seemed that he had underestimated Cheng Kaiyan's influence in the hearts of young people.

"It's OK. At least I can handle it."

Cheng Kaiyan saw the worry in Director Fang's eyes and explained.

"Still teaching in the lecture hall on the second floor?"

"Ah."

"That's probably a bit small. The lecture hall may not be able to accommodate everyone. Why don't we just give the lecture in the school auditorium?"

Director Fang patted his shoulder with a smile and suggested.

Cheng Kaiyan was silent. It was just a lecture, was it necessary to make such a big fuss?
"Ok."

……

The day passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye it was afternoon.

The rain didn't stop in the morning and even got heavier.

In an office deep in the corridor, Jiang Ting leaned sideways against a half-open window, holding a thin and breathable gauze curtain in her hand, looking outside the building.

The height of the third floor is neither high nor low.

Looking around, you can just see the vibrant green trees outside the window, with countless pink flower buds dotted among the branches.

A gentle sniff reveals the moist air with the scent of rain and soil, as well as a faint smell of wood and flowers.

"Let's go, class starts in half an hour."

Jiang Ting was wearing a sweater. She rolled up her sleeves neatly, revealing her tender arms. She stretched out the window to pick a flower and spoke casually.

"understood."

Cheng Kaiyan took a deep breath and stood up with his briefcase, teacup, umbrella and other things.

"I didn't expect you to be nervous, Kaiyan. Haha~ Our Kaiyan is a great writer. How could you not stand such a small scene? Do you want your aunt to help you calm down?"

The woman couldn't help laughing at his obviously stiff voice and movements.

After all, he is a young man.

It's all your fault! You can laugh! Really!
Cheng Kaiyan rubbed his stiff facial muscles, feeling resentful in his heart.

Of course, he didn't have the courage to say it out loud. After all, one cannot contradict his boss.

The two of them went out. "You don't want an umbrella?"

"Rub yours."

"..."

Cheng Kaiyan always felt that this woman seemed to have found a fun toy. Where was the cold and aloof lady she was promised?

"Hello, Professor Jiang, and Teacher Cheng."

On the campus path leading to the auditorium, a boy turned around and saw the two of them and greeted them politely.

Cheng Kaiyan waved, and Jiang Ting raised her snowy chin coldly as a greeting.

Well... she's still aloof, or rather, she doesn't care at all.

School auditorium.

The seats were enough to accommodate a thousand people, but it was clear that Cheng Kaiyan's appeal was not enough to fill the auditorium, and many students in the school had full classes on Friday afternoon.

Therefore, the huge auditorium could only seat five or six hundred people, and although it looked crowded at first glance, it was actually quite a lot of people.

"come on!"

As the two entered the auditorium through the front door, Jiang Ting clenched her fist and waved at him, then walked towards the first row of the audience.

Cheng Kaiyan discovered that there were two young girls sitting in that position, one of them had a pretty face, and the other had a delicate appearance like a porcelain doll.

Just as Cheng Kaiyan was looking at it, the porcelain doll suddenly raised its head and glared at him fiercely, "What are you looking at?!"

So fierce?
Cheng Kaiyan quickly looked away, but saw Jiang Ting looking between her and the girl with a playful smile in her eyes.

This made him feel something.

Wait...could this be my aunt's niece?
what do you say that is?

Ning Wanjia.

The name is nice and the person is pretty, but she is too fierce!

It's obvious that she's not someone you'd want to mess with. Anyway, I don't plan to provoke her and won't bother with a little girl like this.

Cheng Kaiyan already had a response in mind, she just smiled faintly at them.

Then he turned and walked up to the podium, looked through the lesson plan, and waited for the bell to ring.

Attending class is the important thing.

……

At this time, there were many people in the audience.

There were not only students from our school and other schools, but even teachers. Some of them were holding a book in their hands, which was "Gone with the Wind".

Cheng Kaiyan glanced over and saw Director Fang, old man Qi Gong and others, as well as Lin Xiaohong and Zhao Ruixue's roommates sitting together.

The fifth row, in the middle.

"We agreed to goof off together, but how come he has become a great writer after only one month of not seeing him?"

Lin Xiaohong glanced down at the review book in her hand and said in a resentful tone.

"Well, maybe that's what geniuses are like. You two are indeed slacking off every day, but Teacher Cheng is a genius, and you are stupid... idiot. With the same effort, you can imagine how fast you will improve."

Ji Qinglan was eating fruit candy and saying the most hurtful words in the most sincere tone.

"You, you, you! How can you talk to the teacher like that?"

Lin Xiaohong pouted, looking aggrieved.

"Hahaha!"

"Alright, alright, stop making trouble and just listen to Cheng Kaiyan's lecture!"

Zhao Ruixue and the other two were laughing so hard at the conversation between the two men that they quickly changed the subject.

As soon as he finished speaking, the school bell rang from the loudspeakers throughout the Beijing Normal University campus and quickly spread to the auditorium.

"Ding ding ding ding ding!"

The bells for classes these days are very simple, just the clear and simple sounds produced by an electronic bell system.

Sometimes it sounds heart-wrenching.

Only schools with better conditions have electronic bells. Ordinary junior and senior high schools only have artificial bells, just like when Cheng Kaiyan and Lin Xiaohong were invigilating and hitting the bell with a hammer and wrench.

"Okay, students, class is about to start!"

On the stage, Cheng Kaiyan coughed lightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the students in the audience stood up and shouted hello, teacher.

Of course, there were a few people who sat there without moving, like the porcelain doll just now.

"I'm Cheng Kaiyan, today's substitute teacher. Your teacher Jiang is sick and can't teach today. I'm temporarily filling in for her for one class."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter.

Jiang Ting in the audience looked up at him, with her arms folded across her chest, a look of satisfaction on her face.

There is no doubt that this child was relatively calm during his first lecture, so it seems there is nothing to worry about.

But... when did I get sick?! Brat!
"According to Professor Jiang and the students' suggestion, the theme of today's lecture is love. I have thought about it for a long time. What kind of article should I choose to make everyone appreciate this thing that has fascinated writers from ancient times to the present, both in China and abroad.

Love is one of the strongest, most complex and most profound human emotions.

This is an emotional experience shared by all human beings, regardless of age, race, culture or era. It is a universal emotion.

It is an image of beauty and pain mixed together. Therefore, how should people of our time understand love and how should we establish a correct view of love? This is the main content of my class.

I believe that this is the case for everyone here. From birth, to school, to going to the countryside, to returning to the city and being admitted to university, no one has ever taught you the correct values ​​of love in these stages of life.

Here I chose this masterpiece "Gone with the Wind" by Margaret Mitchell, an American female writer, published in 1936.

Having said that, Cheng Kaiyan turned around and wrote the author's name and the title of the book in large letters on the blackboard.

At the same time, in order to prevent some people from missing out on reading it, he specially mimeographed a hundred copies of the article excerpts at school and distributed them.

"Teacher Cheng revealed it in advance. I brought a book with me. Is it the correct view of love? I am really looking forward to it!"

"This is my favorite novel. It is the beginning of my love life. I read it dozens of times in my childhood!"

"I haven't read it. I haven't even seen a few copies in the library."

"Last September, Zhejiang People's Publishing House reprinted the Chinese translation of Gone with the Wind, which was translated by translator Fu Donghua in 1940. Bookstores should have it for sale, but the last volume is missing. It is said that it was banned because some of the content in the book agreed with the views of southern plantation owners," explained a student who knew the details.

Cheng Kaiyan ignored the audience and continued to introduce: "Gone with the Wind is an epic love novel that depicts the American Civil War and the post-war reconstruction period. It tells a story from the perspective of the heroine Scarlett..."

"This novel involves more than just love, but here we just want to limit our perspective to love itself."

"In the novel, the heroine Scarlett has four or five love affairs, which is probably difficult to accept based on our current values ​​in China.

We are all educated young people who have received higher education. I raise the first question of this class. Do you agree with this? A woman tried four or five relationships in order to pursue true love.

Cheng Kaiyan stopped writing chalk, patted the dust off his hands, leaned on the podium, and asked the students curiously.

Then he looked quietly at the people in the audience, waiting for the answer from this group of people who were the future pillars of the country.

Apparently this question stumped them, and there was a moment of silence.

There is one more chapter, around eight or nine o'clock.

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