1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 175 Jiang Ting: Live with me for a while

Xinjiekou Street.

Even on a gloomy and rainy day, this place, which is an important transportation hub for many universities, is still crowded with people.

On rainy days like this, even if there are buses, many people will not take them unless it is necessary.

People holding umbrellas, wearing rubber boots and rolling up their trouser legs were walking on both sides of the cement road, shoulder to shoulder, forming two rivers of umbrellas on both sides of the road.

The endless rain fell on the umbrella, making a dull clicking sound, covering people's ears. It seemed that there was a small world under the umbrella that was safe enough.

In the limited field of vision, there was some yellow mud, fallen leaves, and some scraps of paper on the side of the road...

At this time, the roar of the engine came from far away, and half of the black tire covered with mud and water came into view.

"Wow~"

The high-speed rotating tires passed over, and a small puddle of mud and water splashed out.

Before people can react, they cling to the trouser legs of passers-by like maggots.

Then I looked up and saw a long-missed blue and white bus slipping away into the distance.

People pointed at the car going away and yelled, "What the hell are you driving? You're splashing mud all over me!"

……

"Crunch...Puff~"

The pneumatic door popped open to both sides. Cheng Kaiyan looked outside the door to make sure it was time before getting up and getting off the bus with the crowd.

He often misses his stop.

Recently, there has been a lot of heated discussion in the literary and art circles about "The Shepherd Boy", but from observations over the past few days, it seems that it has not had much impact on reality.

"But how did the old man invite Ms. Xie to write a review for the Literary Gazette yesterday?"

Cheng Kaiyan held an umbrella and walked carefully on the road leading from the east gate of Beijing Normal University to the school interior, trying to avoid the rain wetting her shoes, while thinking in her heart.

Although this work is indeed excellent, the speed at which it fermented far exceeded Cheng Kaiyan's expectations.

"Perhaps this is the golden age of literature? People are paying too much attention to literature, but the master... is a little too high-profile. This is not a good thing. In two years, the first bird to stick its head out will be the one to be shot."

Thinking of this, Cheng Kaiyan felt helpless. He was just a young man from a humble family.

Although he has been a soldier and fought on the battlefield, he is now an intellectual. Overall, he is both civil and military and has a handsome appearance.

The last person like this had grass three meters high on his grave.

Right, Xiao Wang?

Being high-profile may not necessarily be a bad thing, but it is definitely not a good thing.

"Be careful not to be arrogant or impatient. As long as you don't get involved in politics, nothing will happen. As long as you can get through the years after August 3rd peacefully, good days will come."

I reminded myself again and again in my heart, then walked towards the classroom with an umbrella.

I have a class today, and it’s Jiang Ting’s class.

……

On the corridor balcony of Room 404 on the second floor of the teaching building, seven or eight people were leaning on the railing and chatting.

What I am talking about is none other than the article that was published in the Literary Gazette yesterday and shocked the entire literary world.

"Hey! Have you all read the article in the Literature and Art Newspaper yesterday? Mr. Ye and Ms. Xie wrote a really good article, starting from the 1950s, with a clear context and a broad perspective. I think children's literature is really going to be revived."

Ye Xin said with some emotion on his face. To be honest, he had a very high opinion of the work "The Shepherd Boy", but he did not expect it to receive such attention. After all, it was just a work of children's literature.

But he never expected that Mr. Ye Shengtao and Ms. Bing Xin would also join in the fun.

Perhaps it is because I have had a little prejudice against children's works from the beginning, which is why I cannot fully understand this work?

Ye Xin reflected on himself in his heart.

"I've read it. Mr. Ye and his comments on The Shepherd Boy are very accurate. This is not just a piece of children's literature, but also a work suitable for both young and old. Perhaps a great work of children's literature always has to break through its audience, right?"

Jiang Zilong lit a cigarette and said with a smile.

Although he does not understand the appreciation standards and theories of children's literature, he can always appreciate the advantages of a work if he feels it carefully.

"I never expected that there would be such a master hidden in our small class of writers."

One of them was a middle-aged man with a short haircut, unshaven beard, wearing a patched Mao suit, and looking unkempt. He spoke in a slightly sour tone.

Although everyone in the writers' class went to Xinhua Bookstore to show their support at the call of Jiang Zilon.

But seeing that a work by Cheng Kaiyan could cause such a big response, it would be a lie to say that I didn't feel sad.

We are all students in the writer class, so why are you, Cheng Kaiyan, so outstanding?

Is this real stuff, or is it just a fraud backed by some big shot?
I can’t explain it clearly, or maybe I don’t want to believe him.

"Whether it is true or not, we will know it in the future."

Hearing this, a few people in the crowd nodded slightly, with some envy and jealousy on their faces.

Mr. Ye and Ms. Bing Xin supported him. It would be a lie to say that he was not envious and jealous. With the support of these two, he had no problem making his way in the literary world.

"Alright, alright, this isn't Cheng Kaiyan's own boasting. From the perspective of children's literature, this work can be called a classic. Let's stop gossiping."

Jiang Zilong's face darkened and he reminded.

He is the squad leader and he is nearly 40 years old. He is serious and fair, like an elder brother who cannot tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.

Of course, we have to control such sour words, at least not let the parties involved hear them, otherwise people will think that these old guys have teamed up to bully a twenty-year-old young man.

"We are just talking, don't be angry, Old Jiang, Comrade Xiao Cheng is just too good, his talents are clearly revealed!"

Ye Xin said a few nice words to ease the atmosphere.

"Yes."

"Uh-huh."

Soon, everyone stopped talking, some went to the toilet, some went back to the classroom, and then they dispersed.

Jiang Zilong and Ye Xin shook their heads upon seeing this, looked up at the woods in the distance, and listened to the sound of raindrops dripping in their ears, feeling a little subtle.

"Ah...what a young talent! We are so old."

"You are old, I am only in my early thirties."

……

After a while, Cheng Kaiyan came up the stairs holding an umbrella. Seeing the two of them, she slowly approached and greeted them, "Lao Jiang, Lao Ye."

"Kaiyan, you're finally here. You've been in the spotlight these past few days. You have to treat me when you come back!"

Jiang Zilong turned around and said with a smile.

"That's right. Our class monitor Jiang called on all the students in the class to buy Children's Literature to support you."

Ye Xin also echoed.

"What kind of limelight is that? A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. I would rather not have this kind of limelight." Cheng Kaiyan shook her head and smiled bitterly, "It's easy to talk about treating us. You can order whatever you want in the cafeteria for lunch."

"Great! I want to eat stewed noodles for lunch."

"I want to eat braised pork elbow!"

When Jiang Ye heard this, they looked at his expression and eyes again and found that it was indeed as he said.

Humble and low-key.

Having said that, this young comrade has been quite low-key since the start of the school year.

Every day he basically hangs out in the cafeteria, classroom, office and library. Jiang Zilon has paid special attention to him several times and found that he basically reads and writes.

Once, he took advantage of Cheng Kaiyan going to the toilet and took a close look at what he wrote.

I found that Cheng Kaiyan wrote an appreciation and reading experience of a classic work of children's literature.

If there is anything I can do to relax myself, it might be chatting and laughing with the two girls, Wang Anyi and Liu Shuhua.

Overall, he is very low-key and studious, and a very good young man.

This is also the reason why he spoke for Cheng Kaiyan.

"OK, no problem."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded readily, then said hello and went into the classroom.

"This kid! I wish my son could be as good as him."

Jiang Zilong lamented that he had a son who was still in school, but he didn't have any advantages.

"Come on, you're just dreaming." Ye Xin said with disdain.

"Hahaha, do you have to be so ruthless? Isn't it okay to just fantasize about it?"

……

Not long after, the class bell rang.

"Deng deng deng"

A gorgeous woman in a white shirt walked into the classroom with a stern face and an arrogant stride. Her long hair, like a waterfall, was tied into a bun behind her head with a wooden hairpin. It looked like a black sesame dumpling, fragrant and sweet, and seemed delicious.

It can be said that this beautiful woman attracted everyone's attention as soon as she walked in.

This morning's class was taught by Jiang Ting, and the topic she was discussing was "The Narrow Gate", which she had not finished teaching last time.

The beautiful woman's voice was indifferent, her tone was calm and her speech was extremely fast.

Obviously, in Jiang Ting's case, it is not the teachers who adapt to the students, but the students who adapt to the teacher's teaching rhythm.

But no one dared to object. After all, this teacher was as cold as a piece of ice in winter.

Just the condescending, scrutinizing and sharp look in those almond-shaped eyes would make people shiver with coldness.

No one can last more than three seconds under such a look.

The aura is too strong!
Jiang Ting was speaking very seriously, but Cheng Kaiyan didn't seem to be paying attention.

He lowered his head as he wrote his paper, occasionally glancing out the window in a daze, as if he was thinking about something.

Although Jiang Ting was teaching seriously, she also had the energy to pay attention to her nephew. Seeing him so inattentive, her slender willow-shaped eyebrows slightly frowned.

'This kid...'

Remembering that Cheng Kaiyan was busy writing his thesis recently, Jiang Ting had no intention of interrupting him.

Time passed quickly and the class was over. Jiang Ting first answered questions that several students did not understand, and then slowly walked to Cheng Kaiyan.

The woman bent her slender white fingers and tapped twice on the table.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

When the students around saw this, they couldn't help but cast curious glances, wondering in their hearts what the relationship was between this beautiful Professor Jiang and Cheng Kaiyan.

Seeing this, Wang Anyi quickly kicked his stool.

Cheng Kaiyan suddenly woke up and looked up, "What's wrong, Professor Jiang?"

Jiang Ting frowned and reminded: "Listen carefully in class and don't do anything tricky."

"Ah."

He nodded and sighed helplessly. Is this the pain that the teacher is your aunt?
"How's the writing?"

Jiang Ting asked again.

“I encountered some difficulties. There are some problems in constructing the theoretical framework. The logic is not self-consistent at present, and it will take time to sort it out.”

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head slowly. This was the embarrassment of only knowing the three main arguments. One had to build the logical framework to prove the arguments by oneself, which was a difficult point.

You should know that at present, the entire domestic children's literature community does not have a complete and systematic theoretical framework for children's literature.

There are even very few papers on this subject.

Professor Jiang Feng, who later won the International Green Award, an international award for children's literature theory, did nothing more than review the history of Chinese children's literature. The "Toy Theory" he had not yet proposed was just an unsystematic theory.

This shows how rare a complete theoretical system is.

Jiang Ting felt a little happier when she saw that his usually calm and handsome face now showed some melancholy and distress.

It’s not that she can’t stand seeing Cheng Kaiyan doing well, but this guy has always been calm and unperturbed in front of her.

Seeing him looking at her with a childlike expression, Jiang Ting knew that after spending more than half a year together, she finally had some status in the heart of this guy who always kept a distance from her.

The strategy was successful!

Wait...could it be just because I’m Xiaoli’s aunt?

Probably not?
Thinking of this, the beautiful woman raised her slender jade-like hand and rubbed his soft and clean hair.

A gentle smile bloomed on her cold and pretty face, and she encouraged him, "Keep going, maybe if you finish this paper, your title of master may come true."

The other students were stunned when they saw Jiang Ting, who was usually cold and aloof, stroking Cheng Kaiyan's head so kindly with such a gentle tone.

"Fuck! What's going on between this guy and Professor Jiang? This is Professor Jiang!"

People not far away cast envious and jealous eyes on him, wishing they could take his place.

After all, in the hearts of these men in their thirties and forties, Professor Jiang is like a fairy who is high above, cold and ethereal.

Cold and ethereal, pure and flawless.

When they suddenly saw this scene, they gritted their teeth.

hateful!

This is Fairy Jiang!

"Well... don't leave after class. I'll help you take a look."

Jiang Ting naturally ignored these glances. She withdrew her hand and pondered.

"Got it, auntie."

Getting a nod, she turned and left, returning to the podium.

Wang Anyi saw Professor Jiang leave in a cold and icy manner, and then she mustered up the courage to poke Cheng Kaiyan and asked curiously, "Hey! Comrade Cheng, what is your relationship with our Professor Jiang? She is so nice to you."

To be honest, she also wanted to be close to Professor Jiang. Everyone likes a beauty, especially a beauty of this level.

"We are aunt and nephew, but don't tell anyone else."

Cheng Kaiyan thought for a moment and then revealed.

"Yeah, don't worry, I'm the most tight-lipped person."

"Are they all strict?"

"??"

Wang Anyi raised two question marks.

……

After class at noon, Cheng Kaiyan was waiting at the door with her things in her arms, while Jiang Ting was still explaining problems in the classroom.

Soon, a fragrant breeze like orchid and musk blew over. Cheng Kaiyan was very familiar with this smell.

Speaking of which, the women around him all have a unique body fragrance.

Liu Xiaoli has the elegant and distant fragrance of gardenia, Zhao Ruixue has the cool and frosty fragrance of snow, and Jiang Ting has the fragrance of orchid and musk, rich and fragrant, like the scent of ripe honey.

Each has its own merits and is beautiful in its own way.

"Let's go to the cafeteria."

Jiang Ting left a message and then walked ahead, letting Cheng Kaiyan follow behind her.

In the cafeteria, they both bought an identical dish of potato and pork ribs stewed with rice and ate it. Jiang Ting concentrated on reading the paper written by Cheng Kaiyan.

One after another until you finish watching them.

Although Jiang Ting always told Cheng Kaiyan that she could ask for help if she encountered something she didn't know, Cheng Kaiyan was used to being alone and didn't take it seriously.

Now that he really encountered a problem, Jiang Ting did not tease him why he did not come before, but patiently helped him sort out the problems and loopholes.

“It’s well written, with some flaws in logic and structure, but they can be made up for.

The two of us will work overtime to solve this problem. During this time, you can stay with me for a while so that we can discuss the problem.”

After reading these manuscripts, Jiang Ting sorted them out and thought about them in her mind. After finding out where the problem lay, she made the decision without allowing any room for rejection.

She has always been a person who does things neatly and efficiently without dragging her feet. It is estimated that with her joining the team, this paper will be completed within one to two weeks.

"Ah? You mean... I want to stay at your place for a few days?"

Cheng Kaiyan opened his eyes wide and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him in shock.

"Is there a problem? Or do you have any bad ideas?"

Jiang Ting held the chopsticks in her hand, squinted her beautiful eyes and looked him up and down, saying with contempt in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)