After dealing with Fengtian's affairs, Zhang Xingming continued to go back to school. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The year 1985 was coming to an end, and he was about to have his first winter break in junior high school.

Also, the first final exam.

All the subjects in the class have been covered and all the subjects have begun to enter the revision time.

The non-stop class exams every day make all the students miserable.

Outside the window, the snow was falling, the cold wind was biting, and the students in the classroom were sweating profusely, biting the barrel of their pens and fighting with the test papers.

Time is going to the winter vacation little by little, and the students are simply living like a year, taking the words of the students who are at the bottom of the class: whether you are dead or alive, you give a good time, knowing that you are going to die and still cut the flesh so zero.

Chinese is two classes and one test, the middle is a test paper, algebra is a class and one test, the test paper accounts for self-study, physical education, music and art classes are all gone, all replaced by Chinese algebra, and suddenly the students' lives fall into the dark.

Later, history and geography were all gone, and it was the politics of language and algebra, and every day I took turns to bomb and take tests.

At the end of the semester for students, it is black.

"Zhang Xingming, come to the office. Teacher Wang stood at the door of the classroom and beckoned to Zhang Xingming.

Zhang Xingming packed up his books, stood up, walked out of the classroom under the envious eyes of his classmates, and went to the office of the Chinese group with Teacher Wang.

When I go to school, it's actually very fun, some people envy me when I wear glasses, some people envy me when I look good at stationery, and some people envy me even when I go to class.

When he arrived at the office, Mr. Wang sat down, pointed to the side and said, "Pull a stool and sit down." ”

Zhang Xingming stepped aside, took Teacher Bian's chair and put it on the edge of Teacher Wang's desk, and sat down.

Teacher Wang flipped through a handful of books and said, "Seeing that you have nothing to do all day, I will find you something." Where's the stuff? Here, here, here, this, write wax paper, arrange the position, this is exactly a roll, will you get it?"

Zhang Xingming took it and looked at it, it was the Chinese tester, and Mr. Wang came out of the exam questions himself.

At that time, there was no typing or copying, and this kind of school exam paper was all mimeographed.

Teacher Wang cleaned up the messy desktop, took the lesson plan and stood up, and said: "You are at this moment, after the engraving is finished, find two people to help you print, the printing machine and the oil are rolling over there, will you get it? I'm going to a meeting, Salem. ”

Pointing to the mimeographed wax paper and iron pen on the side of the desk, Mr. Wang said a few words and went to the meeting, and the homeroom teacher was actually quite busy at the end of the term.

Zhang Xingming pouted, stood up and put Mr. Bian's chair back, then sat down at Mr. Wang's position, flattened the wax paper, picked up the iron pen and looked at it, and began to ponder the typesetting.

In the previous life, Zhang Xingming played with this play.

This mimeograph, simple is really simple, is to write with an iron pen on wax paper, and then spread the wax paper on the mesh of the mimeograph machine, put white paper underneath, after solidifying, roll back and forth twice with a roller stained with ink, so that the ink penetrates along the scratches of the iron pen under the action of pressure, and forms words on the surface of the white paper.

But this thing is actually really hard to handle.

One is typesetting, there is no way to try this, you can't change it if you write it, and you can only rewrite it if you make a mistake, so you have to plan it in your head.

The second is the power of engraving, the light ink can not go down, either it is intermittent, or it is not clear to see, there is too much heavy ink, printed out one by one, it can not be used at all, and the engraved wax paper is not printed, and it will rot several times.

The third is the number and strength of the ink rolling, to just ensure that the printing is good, not much ink, so that the printed roll paper is clean and good-looking, the power can not be big or small, small can not be printed, big or like that, soaked in ink, the roll will be printed dirty, can not be used.

Zhang Xingming browsed all the test questions, counted them in his heart, picked up the pen and began to engrave.

It is necessary to put a hard and smooth board underneath this carving, but during this period, it was popular for schools and enterprises to press a large piece of glass on their desks, and press beautiful cloths underneath, or paintings and photographs.

I took a pen and tried the tip of the pen on the corner of the wax paper, and then began to write on the wax paper according to the test questions.

Name the class student number, draw a score sheet, and then start writing test questions, fill in the blanks, correct mistakes, fill in words and sentences, word pairing, text analysis, poetry recitation, classical Chinese translation, and finally essay. There is no need to leave a blank essay for this kind of exam paper, just write the test questions, and then the students can write the text and hand it in.

Different brushstrokes and writing senses will form a relatively fixed pattern, just like some people usually use a fountain pen to write lines, but as soon as they pick up the brush, they will write official scripts.

Picking up an iron pen and writing the first stroke on wax paper, Zhang Xingming entered a state of imitation Song.

To be honest, the imitation Song style is the most unsuitable for writing, high requirements, heavy strokes, slow writing speed, if it is normal writing, writing hundreds of words will be tired and cramping, of course, refers to the extremely standard writing format.

However, it is very easy to use imitation Song to engrave the board and wax paper, one is to print it clean and good-looking, not easy to dip in ink, the second is that the weight and depth of the strokes are almost equal, and there will be no different shades of results, and the third is that it is all straight pens, and the probability of cutting the wax paper is greatly reduced.

"Huh, little Zhang Xingming, why is Gaha so serious?" Teacher Bian entered the office and saw Zhang Xingming fighting here and walked over.

Standing on the side and watching for a while, Teacher Bian raised his hand and stroked the back of Zhang Xingming's head, and said: "Oh, this character is written, it's so beautiful, your teacher's life is so good, someone will help you do everything, don't throw it away, print it for me, it's really good." ”

Teacher Zhao walked in with a tea jar: "What are you talking about?

Teacher Bian pointed at Zhang Xingming and said, "Xiao Zhang Xingming helped Wang Xiaoli carve the paper, oh my mother, it's better than what we did, Mr. Zhao, come and see, this Song character is similar to the lead print." ”

Teacher Zhao walked over, helped his glasses, leaned down to take a closer look, and then reached out and lifted a corner to look at the back, nodded, and said: "It's good, it's good, the strength is really even, this can print at least four or five hundred sheets, forget it, the whole year group will take the exam and get this paper, Zhang Xingming, print it out directly according to the class in a while, okay? ”

The life of wax paper engraving is extremely short, generally carved out, printing dozens or hundreds of pieces will be rotten and can not be used, because most people can not use too much force, printing dozens of strong places began to leak ink.

Zhang Xingming's head had all the black lines on the table, silently wrote the words at hand, stopped and looked up at Teacher Zhao and said, "Teacher Zhao, there are more than 400 people in the whole grade, so I can't go to class?"

Teacher Zhao stretched out his hand and patted him, and said with a smile: "You're not happy that you don't have to go to class, I think you're just lazy, so, the teacher is in charge of you, you help print the papers, and then you don't have to take the Chinese class exam before the final exam, what's the matter?"

Zhang Xingming turned his head to look at Teacher Zhao, opened his eyes wide and asked, "Really?"