1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 29 Youth Poetry Festival
Cheng Kaiyan had been writing the manuscript in the morning. He estimated that he could finish the first volume in two days.

During that time, his aunt would ask him to add a glass of water from time to time. He lived a peaceful and quiet life, especially when the sun fell on his face, which felt slightly warm and his pores dilated.

As expected, at eleven o'clock, Lin Xiaohong came to call people, and the director was going to hold a meeting.

meeting room.

More than sixty people from the Chinese Department sat down one by one.

As expected, Cheng Kaiyan caught a glimpse of a round-faced old man with a white beard staring at her angrily.

hiss!
Isn’t this the old man who practiced Qigong yesterday? Why is he here?
Before he had time to think about it, Cheng Kaiyan saw a bearded man in his thirties looking at him in the corner not far away. This man was the one who had mocked Cheng Kaiyan's academic qualifications when he joined the company.

Director Fang touched his sparsely haired head, looked around and said in a deep voice: "It's close to the Spring Festival. Today's meeting is the last meeting before the students go on vacation. The work arrangements are as follows..."

It mainly deals with students' final exam arrangements and things to pay attention to during holidays.

This year's Spring Festival is on February 16th. Students' winter vacation is usually one month, from the end of January to the 16th of the first lunar month. In some places, students are allowed to celebrate the Lantern Festival at home before coming back.

“In addition to the final exams, according to the notice from the school leaders, this month we will jointly organize a poetry event with Poetry Magazine.

We have invited the editors of the poetry magazine and professors of the Chinese Department to jointly review the manuscripts. We hope that students and teachers will actively participate. The rewards are generous, including bicycle coupons, TV coupons, watch coupons, and bonuses. As long as you have good works, you can take them home and have a good new year.

Outstanding candidates can also be published in Poetry Magazine and participate in the Youth Poetry Festival of Poetry Magazine. "

After Director Fang finished speaking, the conference room immediately became restless.

"No wonder Editor Zhou from Poetry Magazine came a few days ago. It turns out he was here to organize a New Year event!"

"Bicycle tickets. Our family has been lacking a bicycle for a long time, but we have never had a ticket." A male lecturer's eyes lit up.

"There are also prizes, but what's even more attractive is being published in Poetry Magazine, which is a top-notch publication in the country!"

Everyone was talking about it, and they were determined to win.

"That's right! The military's morale is high. Everyone is participating enthusiastically in this activity. Regardless of whether everyone wins a prize or not, they must at least write a poem. Even if they don't win a prize, if they write well, I think it is not impossible to promote teachers with poetic talent!" At this time, the white-bearded old man nodded and said seriously.

"Mr. Qi Gong said it well, we recruit talents regardless of their background! This is the motto of the Chinese Department! We will strive to win all the awards! Comrades! Can you do it?"

Director Fang waved his fist to boost morale.

"can!"

After the excitement, everyone was very excited.

Qi Gong?

Cheng Kaiyan felt the voice sounded familiar and immediately remembered who this person was.

Qi Gong, a Manchu, was the fifth son of Emperor Shizong of the Qing Dynasty (Yongzheng) and the eighth-generation grandson of Prince Hongzhou, but Qi Gong himself never used the surname "Aisin-Gioro".

He has been teaching in the Chinese Department of Beijing Normal University since 1958. He is a famous contemporary calligrapher and painter. His classical poems are also well-known in the domestic and international poetry circles. He is known as the "three wonders" of poetry, calligraphy and painting.

“Turns out he’s a big shot.”

Cheng Kaiyan was a little embarrassed as she had boasted in front of this old gentleman yesterday.

"Also, there is the issue of salary. Since it is New Year, the school has distributed some white flour, a pound of pork, and a number of receipts. When the time comes, everyone will go to the logistics department to sign and receive the receipt.

The last personnel transfer is that Song Jianming, who was originally from the Logistics Department, will be transferred to the Chinese Department as an assistant teacher from today onwards. Please applaud and welcome him!"

"Clap!"

Then a man with a scruffy beard, a square face, and a height of about 1.78 meters stood up with a modest smile on his face. He introduced himself: "I think everyone knows me. My name is Song Jianming. I used to work in the Logistics Department. Later, I was seconded to the Foreign Literature Research Office. I hope..."

Cheng Kaiyan followed the crowd in pretending to applaud, "I feel like this person looks familiar. His facial features..."

After the meeting.

After Cheng Kaiyan finished her meal with her aunt, her aunt went back to the dormitory to sleep, while Cheng Kaiyan was thinking about going back to the office to write a manuscript.

When passing by the small garden, I met the two brothers of the Song family.

"Teacher Cheng, have you eaten?" Song Jianchun was walking on the cobblestone path and greeted Cheng Kaiyan when he saw her.

"Eat it, classmate Song."

Cheng Kaiyan turned around and responded with a smile. He knew this Song Jianchun. He had heard of him several times from Zhao Ruixue and others in his dormitory. Plus, he was also a student in his class, so he had an impression of him.

"By the way, I heard that you published an article in the school magazine. I read it before and it was very good."

Cheng Kaiyan thought for a moment and praised.

"Ahem... I just wrote this for fun, it's not worthy of being published in a serious forum."

Song Jianchun was choked by Cheng Kaiyan's words and looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect Cheng Kaiyan to praise him. For a moment, he felt a little guilty for being hostile to him.

"You are being modest, aren't you? Who is this?"

Cheng Kaiyan pointed at Song Jianming standing beside her and asked curiously.

"This is my eldest brother Song Jianming. He used to work in the countryside in southern Xinjiang. After returning a few years ago, he worked in the logistics department. Now he has been transferred to the Chinese Department. Like Teacher Cheng, he is also an assistant teacher. I hope Teacher Cheng will take good care of him."

Song Jianchun knew that Cheng Kaiyan had an extraordinary background and was transferred in by Professor Jiang Ting herself and was her confidant.

Professor Jiang was of great importance. In those days, he was able to study in East Germany. How could a professor in his thirties have such simple experiences?

Naturally, I want Cheng Kaiyan to take care of me.

"I don't need a backdoor. Talented people can go anywhere, but without talent, you can't even take a single step."

But the unshaven-bearded Song Jianming on the side snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction with his brother's behavior, then he flicked his sleeves and left quickly.

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and looked at Song Jianming's back without saying anything.

Song Jianchun smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, he is too arrogant."

"fine."

At noon, everything was quiet.

Cheng Kaiyan bent firmly over the desk, writing the story of fragrant grass.

After that night, life returned to normal and Song Jingming still treated Xiaofang as before.

But Xiaofang could see that there were some emotions mixed in that she couldn't understand. The relationship between the two was a bit complicated. Sometimes she felt like she was the younger sister, and sometimes she felt like they were lovers.

But she didn't have time to think about it, because these days, many people in the village had developed a strange disease, with vomiting, diarrhea, coughing, chest pain, and occasionally blood in the sputum.

And she is a member of the village clinic.

Xiaofang's father, the old village chief, guessed that the Annan monkeys not far away might be causing trouble and wanted to report it.

As a result, an unknown disease began to spread in several nearby villages. The educated youth were panicked and many of them became ill. The remaining educated youth were led by the knowledgeable Song Jingming to investigate the cause of the disease in the village...

“It’s Schistosoma japonicum!”

Xiaofang heard her elder brother Song speak so firmly and decisively after he ran to the county to read books.

With the efforts of the two, they wrote notes, looked for herbs, and tried...

A crisis was contained.

Song Jingming and Xiaofang also made contributions in this matter and were rewarded.

A few months later, the two were hugging each other in a cornfield, when Xiaofang suddenly felt nauseous and vomited.

She is pregnant.

Organize your thoughts and get to the point immediately.

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(End of this chapter)