1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 278 Surprise and Expectation

"Clap clap clap!"

Xiaowei Hutong.

The sound of firecrackers exploding echoed all around, and the blue-green smoke with a pungent smell enveloped the entire alley.

But the onlookers remained unmoved. They formed three layers inside and outside, surrounding Director Hu and others in the crowd.

Looking from the entrance of the alley, it was pitch black, as if a tide had blocked the entire alley.

Not only did the residents of Xiaowei Hutong come, but people from the neighboring alleys and even Wangfujing heard the commotion and came over to join in the fun.

At this time, people's hands turned red from clapping but they didn't stop, their faces full of joy and excitement.

Even the neighbor who had just quarreled with Cheng Kaiyan couldn't help but feel admiration.

Because this is not the society of forty years from now.

Although people nowadays live in poverty and lack material conditions, it is normal to have frictions of varying degrees in daily life.

But everyone generally has a dedication to building socialism, and collectivism is deeply rooted in people's three views.

Such a glorious thing also brings honor to the neighbors.

The leaders of the Armed Forces Department and Director Hu were very satisfied to see the people so happy and festive. They waved their hands and asked the staff who followed them to post notices and big-character posters on the walls of the alley.

"Dear comrades, dear neighbors, is Comrade Cheng Kaiyan at home?"

Director Hu asked loudly with a smile on his face.

Then she saw people stepping back and making room for them.

At this time, a tall and handsome young man appeared in the crowd. He was noticed by everyone and was crowded forward.

He is indeed a young hero, full of vigor and vitality.

Director Hu and the armed forces leader looked at it for a while, sighed inwardly, and then quickly presented a silk banner and congratulated:

"Comrade Cheng Kaiyan, congratulations!"

……

Half an hour later.

Wutong Courtyard.

The comrades who came to congratulate nailed an iron plate with the words "Home of a First-Class Meritorious Service" on the door of Cheng Kaiyan's house under the sign that read "Second-Class Meritorious Service". They also gave him some rice, flour, grain, oil and other things and then planned to leave.

Cheng Kaiyan followed behind, and was stopped by Director Hu just as she reached the door.

"Just send it here."

Director Hu waved his hand with a smile on his face.

Then he turned around and bowed to Cheng Kaiyan, and said solemnly: "Comrade Cheng Kaiyan! Thank you for your contribution to the people and the country. I hope you will continue to carry forward your fearless patriotic spirit and maintain a sincere heart to serve the country!"

"hehe."

Cheng Kaiyan returned the greeting with a smile.

He felt a little embarrassed in his heart. He was a little uncomfortable listening to this kind of quotation-like encouragement.

"Then we'll leave first and not disturb you while you recover."

Director Hu nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left with the leaders and comrades.

at this time.

Everyone in the yard cast their gazes with different emotions, some curious, some admiring, some emotional, some enthusiastic, and some expectant...

In short, everyone felt that the atmosphere was so warm and had reached this point. It would be unreasonable for Cheng Kaiyan not to say a few words of honor and justice.

Of course, it would be even better if they gave out some wedding candies or snacks.

But obviously everyone was overthinking it, Cheng Kaiyan was not that kind of person.

"Thank you for your concern. Let's go home now. It's quite hot in the afternoon. Let's go home now."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and said calmly.

"It's gone. It's gone."

"After all, he is a great writer and a cultural figure. Look at Kaiyan's expression. There is a saying that goes, 'Even when Mount Tai collapses before your eyes, you remain calm.'"

"Tsk tsk, smoke is coming out of the Cheng family's ancestral grave!"

"Sister Yuxiu gave birth to a good son."

Everyone was disappointed because they didn't get to eat the candy and didn't hear any quotes about success.

A group of people left while gossiping.

After all, it was lunchtime and everyone had to go back to cook and eat.

The yard returned to peace.

Cheng Kaiyan withdrew her gaze and looked at the neighbors in Wutong Courtyard.

"Kaiyan, have you had lunch yet? Why don't you come to my house for a bite to eat?"

Wang Cuihua, who has lost a lot of weight recently, smiled naively, her fat face making her green bean eyes disappear, and she invited warmly.

"Go away! What kind of food do you have at home? They only have pickled radishes all day long. How can Kaiyan get used to it?"

Aunt Zhao glanced at Wang Cuihua with contempt, and the latter was so angry that her teeth itched.

"Kaiyan, come to Auntie's house and have something to eat. I specially made pig's trotter soup for Jianjun today. It smells so good! Do you want to try it too?"

Aunt Zhao ignored her and looked at Cheng Kaiyan with a smile on her face.

She really has no opinion about Cheng Kaiyan now, and instead hopes to have a good relationship with him.

"No, we've already eaten outside. Today is a happy occasion, so I'll go get some candy for everyone."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and shook her head, pointing to her own house.

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Okay! Let the young and old men in our courtyard also share in your joy."

Wang Cuihua was overjoyed when she heard that there was candy to eat.

You should know that the candies Cheng Kaiyan eats at home are all White Rabbit candies, and each candy costs several cents!
"This child has been extraordinary since he was young. I knew at that time that he would be a big shot when he grew up..."

Aunt Zhao was also happy, and she spoke out the nice words that didn't cost any money.

The others nodded again and again.

After Cheng Kaiyan went home and grabbed a few handfuls of candy and distributed it to each family, the group went home happily.

He fetched some water, washed his face, wiped the sweat off his body, and finally lay down on the bed to sleep.

I originally planned to go to the Beijing Dance Academy to see my girlfriend in the afternoon, but my aunt said that Liu Xiaoli’s class schedule was very full recently and she was so tired that she fell asleep when she got home from school.

Cheng Kaiyan gave up the idea.

Fortunately, the National Day is coming soon, and there will be seven days...

Oh...no!
It seems that there are only two days off for National Day now!

Thinking of this, Cheng Kaiyan felt a little unhappy.

Although there are various celebrations, two days is too short and not enough time to go out and play.

Cheng Kaiyan thought with full of resentment in her heart.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep on my side on the bed wrapped in clothes.

……

at the same time.

In the clean corridor of the General Political Department office building, a figure was walking up the stairs. It was a young male clerk.

He was wearing a black uniform and holding a stack of newspapers in his arms.

His steps were brisk, his face calm, but there was still some excitement in his eyes.

The clerk quickly walked to the third floor and walked along the corridor to an office at the end.

The wooden door of the office was slightly open to allow ventilation, vaguely revealing the environment inside.

The clerk looked up at the wooden door, where a silver sign was nailed, which read:

Military Travel Writing Team/Writing Writing Competition Office.

He knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

An old but powerful voice came from the office.

Secretary Ye pushed open the door and his view widened.

An office of about 20 to 30 square meters appeared in front of me.

The office is well-equipped with several mahogany desks, each with a pile of manuscripts, bookcases filled with files, a coffee table with several packs of tea and glass cups, and a wooden sofa.

The originally spacious office was now packed full.

This is the office of the General Political Department, used to handle field research affairs.

Since last week, literary veterans who were invited to the General Political Department to review manuscripts from visiting writers have been working here.

Secretary Ye is specifically responsible for receiving manuscripts from writers and delivering them to the office.

He also conveyed some messages and was responsible for some logistical work.

So I often hang out in the office.

Based on his observations during this period, he came to a conclusion.

That is the first Military Travel Essay Contest, which has extremely high standards. Once it is successfully held, it may be established and continued to be held in the future.

Among the judges that Secretary Ye saw, there were several big names in the literary world.

Apart from anything else, their former Minister of the General Political Department, Liu Baiyu, is a heavyweight enough. He is the leader of the General Political Department and a well-known military figure.

In addition, there is another predecessor who is equally famous, Mr. Wei Wei.

Some people may not be familiar with this name, but for those who lived in the 1970s and 1980s, it is very familiar.

The book "Who Are the Most Lovely People" was distributed to the entire army by the old man. Later, it was included in the Chinese textbooks for middle schools and influenced several generations of Chinese people.

From then on, the People's Volunteer Army was widely and affectionately called "the most lovely people".

Except for old man Wei Wei.

We also invited Comrade Xu Huaizhong, who is the director of the Literature Department at the PLA Art Academy and is also a famous military figure.

The military work "Anecdotes from the Western Front", published in the first issue of "People's Literature" this year, received widespread acclaim as soon as it was published.

These three famous military figures served as judges, and in addition, many editors from well-known publications participated in the review, which greatly enhanced the value and authority of this essay contest.

The sunlight outside the window fell on the terrazzo floor, emitting a bright halo that dazzled Secretary Ye's eyes.

He came back to his senses, remembered the news he had just read in the newspaper, and said excitedly: "Minister, there is good news in the newspaper today!"

……

It was one o'clock in the afternoon.

There was only one person in the office, sitting behind the desk in the middle of the office.

He is an old comrade in his sixties with gray hair, glasses and plump cheeks.

It was Mr. Liu Baiyu.

At this time, he was holding a pencil in his hand, writing and drawing on a pile of manuscripts. This was an article he had been reviewing repeatedly in the past few days. It was from a military writer named Zhu Sujin, and the work was called "Shooting the Sky Wolf".

The name is very domineering, but the specific story does not directly involve war. Instead, it tells the story of an officer from a grassroots unit returning home to visit his relatives and what happens after he returns.

The story is novel in theme and closely follows the pulse of the reform era.

The character of the protagonist is not the traditional perfect stereotype, but a hero with the vision of an ordinary person.

The narrative style is simple and powerful, with profound ideological connotations.

However, the writing style is immature, and the characters, except for the protagonist, are too stereotyped and not three-dimensional enough.

Overall, the film's merits outweigh its flaws and it is a pretty good military work.

From Liu Baiyu's perspective, he could probably get the second prize. If he wanted to get the first prize, he would have to come to BJ to revise the manuscript and spend a lot of time and energy to revise and improve it.

"This Zhu Sujin is a good candidate!"

Liu Baiyu thought to himself that he was somewhat surprised that he had found a good talent in the army.

At this moment, Secretary Xiao Ye's slightly excited voice came to my ears, interrupting my thoughts.

He frowned slightly, thinking that the young man was a little unsteady, and said calmly: "What's the matter that makes you so excited? Tell me."

"Minister, there is a big story published in today's Liberation Army Daily, and it is now spreading throughout the unit.

It is said that Comrade Cheng Kaiyan, the deputy leader of our field work group, played a great role in the September 9.12 victory and was awarded the honorary title of Battlefield Literature and Art Pioneer by the head of the Southern Xinjiang Military Region..."

Secretary Ye calmed down, but there was still some excitement in his tone.

The victory at the front naturally could not be concealed from the General Political Department, which was in charge of the political work of the troops. As early as last week, the news spread in the unit.

But they naturally didn't know the details of the battle.

"What? Bring it here and let me see it!"

Hearing this, even Liu Baiyu couldn't help but shrink his pupils and was a little shocked.

Cheng Kaiyan made great contributions on the front line and was awarded the honorary title of "Battlefield Literary and Art Pioneer"?

This young man really is...not to be underestimated!

At this time, Secretary Ye carefully turned the newspaper to the report about Cheng Kaiyan and handed it over, "Here is the newspaper."

Liu Baiyu took the newspaper with a serious look in his eyes, and after reading the detailed text records and the ups and downs of the events in the report, he couldn't help but nodded secretly.

His eyes changed from careless and calm to a complex expression.

"It's true that heroes emerge from youth. Master Ye has indeed accepted a good student!"

In fact, he didn't have a good impression of the young man Cheng Kaiyan from the beginning, and even felt a little disgusted with him.

This was mainly because Cheng Kaiyan was inexplicably parachuted into the position of deputy team leader and bypassed Liu Baiyu, the main person in charge of the field trip.

Liu Baiyu really felt it was absurd to let such a young man who was only 20 years old be the deputy team leader.

Later, when he learned that Cheng Kaiyan's teacher was Mr. Ye Shengtao, he became even more dissatisfied.

I think this young man was parachuted into the position of deputy team leader probably because of Mr. Ye’s background.

At the mobilization meeting, this young man faced numerous obstacles and doubts. Liu Baiyu thought he would resign from his position out of shame, but unexpectedly, he made outrageous remarks and planned to combine literature with martial arts.

Liu Baiyu looked at him with a higher regard, but he still felt somewhat skeptical in his heart.

But this time he was on the front line and made great contributions.

But it made Liu Baiyu's heart surge and churn, and immediately reversed all the negative impressions.

More importantly, Cheng Kaiyan is the deputy leader of the field research team!
Liu Baiyu only had to think about it for a moment before he realized how much social attention Cheng Kaiyan's identity and achievements combined would attract.

It can be said that it will inevitably involve the entire country and the entire army!
But he couldn't help but pay attention and appreciate it.

However, Liu Baiyu had a negative attitude towards Cheng Kaiyan's role as team leader at the beginning, and now he feels a little embarrassed.

……

"Minister, if everything is alright, I'll be out first. The post office will deliver the letter at two o'clock."

Secretary Ye saw that Liu Baiyu was in deep thought with a changing expression, so he thought about leaving.

When Liu Baiyu heard this, something flashed through his mind.

Manuscript?

Cheng Kaiyan experienced so many things during this field trip, and he should have some insights. What kind of work will he write?
A hint of curiosity ignited in Liu Baiyu's heart, and it grew stronger as his thoughts grew.

He quickly ordered, "Wait! Xiaoye, remember to pay attention to Comrade Cheng Kaiyan's works. If you find his manuscripts, remember to bring them to me immediately!"

"understood!"

Upon hearing this, Secretary Ye trotted out of the office.

Watching his back as he left, Liu Baiyu couldn't help but look forward to Cheng Kaiyan's work this time.

"Don't let me down!"

(End of this chapter)