Seventy-three: Not doing business
Carrying the wine to the school gate, Shen Tiejun came back to his senses, his previous criticism report was still hot, knocked on the security department at the door, looked at Lu Qinjin with a red bean on his face, stuffed the wine in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Brother Lu, I gave you the leftover wine from dinner with my friends just now, don't be disgusted." β
Before Lu Qinjin approached, he smelled the smell of wine, and the sharp-eyed had already seen the trademark of Moutai, glanced at the inside of the school, quickly took it and stuffed it into his arms, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, hurry up and go to the smell of wine, the leaders in the department just went in, and yesterday's business is over? β
"Good, thank you!"
Turning his head out of the security department, Shen Tiejun saw Fan Lin and Zhu Dan entering the school, these two dodged and dodged just now had already fallen into their eyes, and said, "You know?"
Zhu Dan pinched Fan Lin's arm and said quickly: "Little senior brother, you didn't do anything wrong, we have all read Jiang Hua's test papers, and there is nothing wrong with the deduction of points." β
Nodding quickly, Fan Lin spoke: "In the final analysis, it's still to blame them for concealing the true situation and deceiving." β
Sighing slightly, Shen Tiejun turned around and entered the school, he is not a young man who is easily excited to be impulsive, two lifetimes of experience of nearly seventy years old, the emotions that were infected by Chen Zhibiao have long been calmed down, and he hurriedly returned to the graduate dormitory, Liao Hongqi was holding the French "Les Miserables" reading, saw him come in and closed the book, and said: "Little brother, our school is going to elect student representatives, do you participate?"
On July 4, 1979, the Republic's Electoral Law was promulgated and officially implemented on January 1, 1980.
There is no harm if there is no comparison, when Shen Tiejun knew before, he could only silently pay the highest respect to several bigwigs in the South China Sea in his heart, and the college students in the next ten years will use ten years of time to play all these things that can be played to the point that the younger students in the back can no longer hear, see, or think of them.
In Liao Hongqi's worried gaze, Shen Tiejun shook his head: "Forget it, my thesis hasn't been settled yet, Brother Liao, your thesis has passed?"
Shen Tiejun has several halos on his head, the youngest graduate student and the most popular poet, the two poems that are not literary, have been swept through the major newspapers in China, and in terms of the sheep outside and inside, it is like the iconic bald head, and the other students can't open their eyes.
Fortunately, he is not a flamboyant person, he has not participated in any of the various clubs of the school, he has devoted himself to studying, and his papers since entering the school are all high-level, and he has a sense of presence in the English circle, which can be called half of the signboard outside the sheep and a model for learning.
Except, of course, for skipping class and drinking yesterday.
Therefore, people like Liao Hongqi who are interested in participating will ask him about his attitude, but being so concerned about learning suddenly blushes a little: "No, no." β
Wen Wu is the first and the second is Wu Wu, he is despised in his studies, Liao Hongqi doesn't even have the idea of handing over the moves, people are concerned about his studies on the surface, is there a problem with this?
There won't be any problems!
Liao Hongqi walked away, a thought flashed in Shen Tiejun's mind, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was, he took a shower and changed his clothes, and finally removed the smell of alcohol on his body, and after the graduate class in the afternoon, he found an opportunity to walk quickly to Li Guiju's side: "Teacher, I don't want to participate in the election, I'm too busy." β
"Busy?"
Li Guiju was speechless, and the movements of his hands did not stop, and he said: "What? Someone has talked to you? Or is it doing your job? Why do you want to put that circular criticism in the department, you don't have any ideas in your heart?"
"Thank you to the teachers and school leaders for their kindness......"
With a sigh in his heart, Shen Tiejun didn't expect that he had really guessed it, the school obviously had the idea of letting him participate, and he shook his head quickly: "No one is looking for me, but when I hear other people talk about it during dinner, I feel that I am a bit unprofessional, what is the student......'s own job?
"Stop, don't say it. β
Li Guiju brutally interrupted this product's speech, knowing that the crooked reasoning on this guy's lips was one set after another, and he waved his hand at the attitude towards the people in the department at that time: "If you don't participate, you won't participate, but you can't let people say strange things." β
"Alas......"
Can't let people say strange things means that they want to get results, Shen Tiejun walked out of the teaching and research room in a gloomy way, turned around and went to the library.
Li Guiju's editor-in-chief CLT is almost over, taking advantage of the frequent exchanges of leaders in the department this time, ready to be handed over to the editorial board for review, and the book is only waiting for it to be passed, which is a real achievement, and it can be said to be famous in history.
Before the time arrived in December, there were piles of people on the campus outside Yangwai, and Liao Hongqi became the only one among the graduate students to participate, and he was either canvassing for votes or on the way to canvass for votes every day.
The faces of classmates and teachers are also filled with the joy of spring hope, Shen Tiejun feels the surging fire like cooking oil, and his daily figure is busy, and writing and sending letters has become entertainment and relaxation.
The publication of the bright sword and style has made Shen Tiejun have a group of fans, and the letters from the soldiers in the army are good to say, almost all of them are expressing their dedication to the army and the country, and he is seriously replying to each letter.
However, among ordinary people, many of them sent a short paragraph of three words and two words, under the banner of beautiful discussion to rub the heat, Shen Tiejun looked at the other party's unit and threw it into the sack under the bed.
Those who go to work are not honest and go to work, write poems that are sad for new words, and what kind of scar literature hazy poems, as if only they came from that day.
Tong Min didn't agree with Shen Tiejun's opinion: "People have suffered so much grievances, and you still don't allow people to howl a few times? Why, jealous?"
Shen Tiejun was also not angry: "Crying children have milk to eat, am I jealous of them? Just kidding, who am I? We are the youngest graduate students in the Republic!"
Then Tong Min was angry for a while: "Can't you not mention age?"
Shen Tiejun is 17 years old this year, 18 years old, whenever he thinks of this, Tong Min will feel that people are more dead than others, since he was a child, he has encountered such a big setback, from the university to the sheep outside the angry test, originally I wanted to see what the youngest graduate student looks like.
After all, it is very simple for a scholar who dominates all subjects to take the postgraduate examination, but unfortunately the first time they met, Tong Min was beaten by others: "Republican English." β
After two months of getting along, Tong Min has lost the idea of competition, and began to admit that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach, this person looks young, but sometimes he is simple like a child, and sometimes he is old like an old man, and occasionally some strange ideas will pop up in his mind, such as asking foreigners for sponsorship: "Did your Jobs friend reply?"
"Alas, don't mention it!"
Shen Tiejun put down his pen snapped, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became: "Professor Lan didn't know what to think this time, but he agreed with the opinions of the leaders of the ministry and no longer accepted donations from foreign units. β
Jobs is still very generous, Shen Tiejun's English electronic classroom, a total of 25 Apple 2nd generation computers, the helper received 30 plus sponsored foreign teachers, to help Yang Wai from the hardware to the software, to complete the construction of the world's first-class English classroom, and even gave up the naming right of the electric classroom, but the school refused.
Shen Tiejun still had to help with it, and wrote a sincere thank you letter to Gang Master Qiao, explaining the concerns of the school and the ministry, which can be regarded as the fact that the Chinese people value face, and he has made a fool of himself, and Professor Lan has not expressed any opinion on his reply.
Li Guiju went to the imperial capital with her manuscript of "Functional Communication English", Professor Lan was in a much better mood except for his hair turning gray, and he knew that the tutor had no worries at home, so as soon as the old man spoke, Shen Tiejun responded.
Don't, then don't.
Seeing that he has been a little carried away by what he has learned recently, Tong Min knows some news: "Now the school is not only busy establishing a training department, Professor Lan has also joined the editorial board of English textbooks for primary and secondary schools, and there is also our degree problem, your batch of graduate students have been enrolled for two years, and they are about to graduate the year after tomorrow, but the degree system has not yet been shadowed, if it does not come out next year, I am afraid that there will be a big problem." β
Compared with most of the 3-year graduate programs in later generations, due to well-known reasons, Shen Tiejun's group of 78-level graduate students, except for the medical class, most of them are 4-year courses, and now the second academic year is almost halfway over, and the degree system has not yet come out.
Liberal arts colleges are better, in mathematics, physics and chemistry colleges, there are already big names who have made breakthroughs in scientific research, and their papers have passed the defense of the members (academicians) of the department.
Of course, the vast majority of them are meat buns and dogs, and they never go back.
Shen Tiejun's face was full of surprise, if the tutor has activities, most of them will bring proud protΓ©gΓ©s and disciples, and he has not enjoyed it yet: "Professor Lan has joined the editorial committee of English textbooks for primary and secondary schools?"
"Hehehehehe......"
Tong Min let out a familiar laugh and raised a thin willow eyebrow: "The professor said that your paper this year is missing, so that you can do your studies in school with peace of mind, and when Professor Li comes back, he will take me to the magic capital to attend the editorial board meeting." β
Li Guiju now has the title of associate professor, and can help Professor Lan substitute for graduate students, Shen Tiejun was already stupid when he heard this: "Why?
Smiling slightly, Tong Min said, "Well, it was passed yesterday." β
The study life of a graduate student, in the final analysis, is a process of how to write a thesis, take out a qualified thesis in an academic year, and the study task of this semester will be completed, seeing that it has only been more than two months to complete the defense - thinking that other people's 400-point papers can score 366 points, Shen Tiejun is also relieved.
Xueba, you can't compare, Shen Tiejun thought about it and remembered something: "I remember you said that you can also sketch?"