1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 176 You are still so indecisive

"What bad idea do you mean? It's possible if you want."

Cheng Kaiyan looked up at her and said calmly.

Does this woman really treat me as a child?
It's really impertinent to look down on others like this.

"Humph!"

Jiang Ting was suddenly choked by his counterattack and was speechless.

How dare you talk like that! How dare you talk back to my aunt!
The woman's narrow, dark-gray eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and barely visible shame, but she could do nothing to him.

He could only snort coldly and glare at him.

But obviously, the more Cheng Kaiyan fought back like a kitten baring its teeth, the more it aroused the woman's competitive spirit.

Jiang Ting silently wrote the matter down in her little notebook, ignored him, and just lowered her head to eat.

It was not until the two of them finished eating and put away their lunch boxes that Jiang Ting said, "Just come if I ask you to. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Got it. I won't go to class this afternoon. I'll ask for leave to go to the library to look for some information."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded and said gently.

There is a class on Friday afternoon, June 13th.

"Ah."

The woman's expression eased a little, and she reluctantly nodded in agreement. She was willing to ask for her advice. It seemed that this guy was still somewhat filial. She reminded him, "You should read more books on the development of children's literature. I guess you can just find the logic of time in this article."

"understood!"

……

After finishing their meal, they washed the lunch boxes in the sink, packed up and went back to the office for a nap.

The office building is relatively quiet in the afternoon, and the corridors are empty. Most teachers have their own families and basically go home after get off work.

From half past twelve to about half past one.

Cheng Kaiyan was awakened by the sound of birds outside the window. She raised her hands to rub her face, then looked down and found a vague mark left on the desk.

Summer is coming, the air is getting hotter and hotter, especially since it rained today, it is even more humid.

After taking a nap, some sweat appeared on my forehead.

He subconsciously glanced at Jiang Ting. The woman was lying quietly on the table. Her soft face was slightly deformed due to the pressure of her arms, and her delicate cherry lips were slightly pouting. The bright light outside the window fell on her soft and moist lips, leaving a circle of bright color, as if a layer of pink film was coated on them.

"You look terrible when you sleep... I'm leaving."

Cheng Kaiyan withdrew her gaze, turned around and left.

Then the door closed with a very slight "click".

……

Here, Cheng Kaiyan held an umbrella and braved the rain, walking across most of the school to reach the library.

The library at 1:30 in the afternoon was somewhat empty and the atmosphere was very quiet.

In front of the hall at the entrance, umbrellas of various colors were placed to drain the rain water.

Three or two students holding books were sitting on chairs not far away, or walking back and forth, muttering to themselves while reciting their lessons.

Cheng Kaiyan's arrival did not attract anyone's attention. After all the noise and excitement, there was silence.

He went straight up to the fourth floor and walked around the literature area with ease, looking for books related to children's literature.

There are many bookshelves here, usually large bookshelves two or three meters high, with wooden and iron bookshelves mixed together. Not far away, there are a few students standing on ladders, looking for books without any trouble.

He leaned against the bookshelf, sniffing the faint smell of rotting paper in the air, searching aimlessly and boredly.

Empty your mind and search for inspiration in the vast ocean of books.

Passing by many bookshelves, a row of old books at the bottom near the window caught his attention.

Twenty books were sealed together with a paper book. The paper was yellowed and old, and gave off a pungent smell of rotten ink.

Cheng Kaiyan pulled out a book at random and found it was a copy of "New Youth".

To be exact, this row of them.

“I didn’t expect to see such an old book here.”

He found that the cover said the publication date was 1918, which was sixty-two years ago.

After turning a few pages, what caught my eye were the fairy tales of Andersen and Tolstoy, translated by Zhou Zuoren, Li Dazhao and others.

This surprised him a little, and he read a few pages carefully. In a subsequent review, he saw Chen Duxiu say: "Children's literature should be one of the children's issues."

He sat on the floor and read a few more books.

I discovered that the term "children's literature" in China actually originated in the May Fourth Movement. Children's literature is not only a part of the May Fourth New Culture Movement, but also gave birth to the embryo of modern children's literature.

From the very beginning, the pioneers of the cultural movement linked the destiny and future of the motherland and nation with children's issues, and raised children's education and children's literature that profoundly influenced children's growth as the banner against old ideas, old morals, and old literature.

Mr. Lu Xun first cried out "Save the children" in "Diary of a Madman", and pointed out that parents should give their children healthy birth, the best education, and complete liberation.

Zhou Zuoren, who was also called "Zhou Brothers", published an article in "New Youth" called "Children's Literature", in which he enthusiastically advocated children's literature. He said: "China has never had a proper understanding of children. It just treats them as miniature adults and indoctrinates them with the writings of saints and sages... and completely obliterates the rest."

……

After reading for more than an hour, Cheng Kaiyan finally realized where the logical flaws in his paper might lie.

During this period, he was busy analyzing those classic works from the perspective of three major themes, and had never read any works on theory and development history.

First, it relies on several classic works of children's literature to discuss and prove the arguments from the perspective of the three major themes, but without a definite logical order, which is really mechanical and simple.

If we analyze it according to the development of children's literature and the characteristics of each period, it would be equivalent to adding a skeleton to the paper.

Second, this theory complements other theories of children's literature. Of course, this is not the main point of the paper, but only serves as a supplement and expansion at the end of the paper.

"She is indeed a top student who has returned from studying abroad! She hit the nail on the head with her words. My aunt is awesome!"

The sudden ideas and inspiration made Cheng Kaiyan very excited.

In addition, the three major themes he wrote about are about children's literature appreciation and criticism, and theories in the aesthetic direction, rather than in the creative direction.

It has good compatibility with famous creative theories such as child-centered theory.

However, ideas are just ideas after all. It is a heavy task involving the organic combination of historical development and multiple theories, which I am afraid will be difficult to complete alone in a short period of time. It seems that I still have to seek Jiang Ting's help.

"that's all!"

Cheng Kaiyan stood up and looked through a few books, such as Zhou Zuoren's "Fairy Tale Research" and "A Brief Discussion on Fairy Tale", and American pragmatist educator John Dewey's "Children's Literature Standard Theory"...

After finding it, I stood up and walked to the nearest reading area, found a seat, sat down and read.

This paper is the result of his hard work and it is much more tiring than writing a novel!

Cheng Kaiyan's situation of holding a pile of books attracted the attention of a few people, and they looked up.

Among them was Ji Qinglan. Her first reaction when she saw Cheng Kaiyan was a flash of annoyance in her eyes.

She quickly glanced at Zhao Ruixue beside her and saw that she was concentrating on the test paper with the back of her hand on her chin and did not notice Cheng Kaiyan. Ji Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief and complained in her heart:

"How annoying! Why did this guy come to the library instead of accompanying his girlfriend? Luckily Ruixue didn't see it, so he should just leave early later."

When he saw Cheng Kaiyan sitting down not far away, he didn't notice the two of them.

She was unhappy again, and angrily said in her heart: "What kind of look is that! Can't you see that!"

All I can say is that women’s hearts are like the sea’s needle, unpredictable.

After a while, Zhao Ruixue put down the pen in her hand with a click and asked casually.

"Qinglan, please sit down for a moment. I'll go to the water room to get some water. Is there any water in your cup? I'll get it for you."

"what?"

Ji Qinglan was staring at Cheng Kaiyan with gritted teeth, but when she heard this, she quickly retracted her gaze and picked up the cup to pour some water for Zhao Ruixue, in case Cheng Kaiyan saw her pouring water later.

As soon as she picked up the water cup and shook it, she found that it was empty. Her round face suddenly stiffened and she could only say, "Then keep your voice down..."

"??? What do you mean by quiet down?"

When Zhao Ruixue heard this, she looked at her in confusion.

"I mean... don't disturb other students."

Ji Qinglan smiled awkwardly and tried to make amends.

“Do I look like someone who talks a lot and moves a lot?”

Zhao Ruixue said quietly.

"No, no, Miss, please go and come back soon."

Ji Qinglan quickly glanced at Cheng Kaiyan, and seeing that he was reading intently, she urged him in a low voice.

"understood."

Zhao Ruixue looked at her strangely, then left her seat with slow steps, walked through the narrow aisle between the bookshelf and the table, passed Cheng Kaiyan's seat and walked towards the bathroom. Soon, the light blue figure and the jumping ponytail disappeared around the corner.

Cheng Kaiyan, who was sitting there reading a book, sniffed and seemed to sense a familiar fragrance in the air. He quickly looked up, but when he found nothing, he quickly lowered his head again.

…“Gurgle gurgle~”

On the other side, Zhao Ruixue finished fetching water, walked back gracefully, and walked to the corner of the bookshelf.

"Student Zhao! Wait!"

A voice called her from behind. Zhao Ruixue stopped and looked up.

A tall, well-proportioned boy waved at her and trotted over.

He was wearing a pure cotton shirt with white and brown plaid stripes. The hem of the shirt was tucked under his gray trousers, making him look sunny and simple.

Her hair is soft and fluffy with a little curl, and her skin is fair and clean.

The whole person looked like a little Chow Chow as he trotted under the light from the ceiling above his head.

Sunny and handsome.

This is Sun Shiyun from Class 1 of the Chinese Department. He comes from a wealthy family and it is said that his parents both hold certain positions in the Ministry of Metallurgy.

The reason why Zhao Ruixue knew him was because some time ago the College's Office of International Exchange invited the top students from each department of the College to have a talk involving government-sponsored overseas study and exchange student places.

Sun Shiyun was ranked second in the Chinese Department, while Zhao Ruixue was ranked third.

That's how the two met.

"Student Sun, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Zhao Ruixue let her arms hang naturally, with her palm holding the cup in front of her lower abdomen, and asked in a flat tone.

"It's like this. I heard that Zhao was planning to apply for an exchange student. Here are the information and strategies I collected from my elders at home. I hope it will be helpful to you."

Student Sun lowered his eyes and looked at the unspeakably cold and beautiful girl in front of him, and spoke in a very gentle tone.

After saying that, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

"Thank you."

Zhao Ruixue looked at the black notebook in the boy's hand. She knew very well that the information in this notebook was very valuable, as it involved the life of exchange students abroad and the local customs and practices.

In this era when external exchanges are very closed, only those who have been abroad and lived there for a long time can summarize such a valuable experience.

"You're welcome. It's just some information notes. It's no big deal."

Student Sun Shiyun shook his head and said nonchalantly.

His second uncle was one of those who were sent abroad to study in the 1960s. Generally speaking, the best students were sent to developed countries such as Germany and Britain, while the less outstanding ones were sent to Japan, France, the Soviet Union, etc.

When Nixon was young and after the reform and opening up, the top talents went to study in the United States.

However, those who can study abroad are all outstanding people.

"Thank you very much. I will just copy it down and return it to you tomorrow at the earliest."

Zhao Ruixue did not refuse politely. The information was indeed very useful and it was something that could not be found in the library.

"No need... to rush. I have memorized the contents of the notes."

Sun Shiyun shook his head and changed the subject: "By the way, your class has a class next period, right? It's Professor Jiang's class, do you want to go with us?"

Perhaps realizing that his words were somewhat ambiguous, he quickly added: "I am quite interested in Professor Jiang's class. Professor Jiang is very good. If I were to study abroad in East Germany, she would definitely be the person worth visiting. It's a pity that our school doesn't have such a quota."

"I've been busy lately, so I won't be attending Professor Jiang's elective class. I have something else to do, so I won't talk much. I'll return your notes to you tomorrow."

Zhao Ruixue frowned and shook her head in a somewhat cold tone.

"OK then."

Sun Shiyun scratched his head awkwardly and put on a hurt expression in an attempt to gain the other party's sympathy.

But it was obvious that the few extra words Zhao Ruixue spoke to him were only because of his notes.

The girl turned and left with her notebook. As she passed through the narrow aisle, her fair and well-proportioned face was grabbed by a pair of big hands.

"and many more."

Zhao Ruixue tilted her head and her eyes trembled, and she found that the owner of the big hand was Cheng Kaiyan.

"What's up?"

She lowered her head and asked calmly, allowing the hands to hold her wrists tightly.

"Let's talk."

She heard Cheng Kaiyan say in a calm tone.

"it is good."

Zhao Ruixue nodded, turned around and walked in front, while Cheng Kaiyan followed silently behind her.

The two of them walked through the crowded reading room, followed the deep and dark stairwell, and arrived at the rooftop of the library.

A rusty iron door appeared in front of her. Zhao Ruixue pushed it open, and the view in front of her suddenly became wider.

There was nothing on the rooftop except for a few rusty iron racks covered with red and white plastic sheets and a few pots of withered and blackened plants. In the cracks of the concrete floor, a few emerald green weeds were swaying in the wind.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I...you..."

Cheng Kaiyan was speechless for a moment, and it seemed that nothing she said would be good.

Zhao Ruixue looked up into his eyes, silent.

The two pairs of eyes stared at each other, and one could vaguely see the swaying reflection of the other in the watery eyes.

a long time.

"Okay, you don't have to say anything..."

The girl put her fingertips together and pressed her soft fingertips on his lips.

There was some complexity and nostalgia on the calm face.

This kind of solitude may have been traced back to high school four or five years ago?
It’s such a long, long memory.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have come to you. Maybe it's right to forget it quietly. It won't hurt you."

"It's okay. I don't mind whether it hurts or not. Some things should be discussed between two people. Although I don't know what happened to you, I have never changed."

"maybe."

Cheng Kaiyan said ambiguously.

"So I know we should stop here. Not interrupting is a courtesy in itself. What do you think?"

Zhao Ruixue felt the warmth brought by her fingertips, slowly withdrew her hand, and pressed it on her cold pink lips.

She closed her eyes slightly, as if feeling the remaining body temperature and smell from the other person.

"Can……"

"No buts, don't be so indecisive all the time!"

Zhao Ruixue chuckled, and then said in a somewhat sarcastic tone:
"After all, doesn't this mean that your action has failed?

You thought you could get rid of the past, but your personality, habits, and even some small and insignificant actions have never changed.

You just don't fit in with this environment, and you reject it from the bottom of your heart, even though you are not aware of it.

It's well hidden, but...

Only I, and only I, can discover and know!! "

At the end, a beautiful smile of confidence and determination blossomed on the girl's face, as dazzling as a snow lotus under an iceberg.

Cheng Kaiyan stood there without saying anything, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised with a faint smile.

“Although you don’t like her that much, you don’t dislike me that much either.

But now that you have made your choice, don’t be so indecisive.”

"Listen to me, be good."

The girl suddenly came very close, stood on tiptoe, stretched her body, and got very close to Cheng Kaiyan, with their noses almost touching.

Those extremely aggressive eyes looked into his eyes, and the voice was sharp and unyielding.

But there was a charming atmosphere spreading between the two of them.

The cool breeze on the rooftop ruffled the girl's soft black hair, casually slapping on the faces of the two men, causing a slight itchiness.

A familiar cold fragrance lingers around me.

As soon as the girl finished speaking, she lowered her head and gave Cheng Kaiyan a light kiss, her lips landing on hers.

It felt soft and slightly moist, perhaps her saliva, or perhaps tears?

The next second, the girl walked away quickly with her hands behind her back, leaving only one sentence:
"Ah!"

"generally!"

(End of this chapter)