Time imperceptibly enters December, and the solar year is approaching the end of the year.

The director of the college specially summoned a few people who were seriously absent from classes in the second half of this year to understand the situation, including Yang Quan and Liu Xiaokang. This semester, Yang Quan has been busy doing a lot of things, except for classes.

In a month's time, the school will have its final exams. Whether it is a year of studying hard or a year of confusion is distinguished in the year-end exam.

When I walked into the faculty building, it was raining.

Heavy rains are rare in December, and most of them are rainy for several days. It rained continuously, and a rain made the dry winter much colder and wetter. The cold wind of winter is like a pair of eyes, digging into the hem of the trousers, and I feel cold in my bones.

When Yang Quan and Liu Xiaokang arrived at the office, several of them had already arrived early.

The dilapidated stove was placed in the room, and the water in the samovar was boiling, releasing heat to warm the room. Jiang Xie, the director of the college, saw two more coming, smiled and pointed to the empty chair next to him and said:

"Find your own seat and sit down, and pour yourself water if it's cold. ”

Liu Xiaokang raised his eyebrows at Yang Quan, and Yang Quan didn't expect that the director of the college, Mr. Jiang, was much kinder than before. The old man in front of him with thinning hair and thin cheeks used to have a strict attitude towards his studies. Today's easy-going tone made Yang Quan puzzled.

The seats near the stove were occupied, and they sat a little closer to the desk in the corner. The tea bubbling from the flower magnet on the desk emitted a fragrance, wafting on the tip of Yang Quan's nose.

Yang Quan suddenly remembered where Pushkin wrote the poem:

The sky is getting dark, and the samovar for evening tea

Glittering, sizzling on the table,

It scalded the tea in the porcelain pot;

A thin mist rippled all around.

He poured out cup after cup of fragrant tea.

Yang Quan loved Pushkin's poems, not only the well-known "If Life Deceives You", but also "To the Sea" and other poems.

The wait was not long, and everyone came. At this time, Jiang Xie cleared his throat and coughed, and Yang Quan straightened his waist like a tacit understanding with several students in the office, and focused his eyes on him.

"I called you over today to ask about the reasons for missing classes in the first half of the next year and the situation of next year's classes, so let's briefly explain the reasons! Jiang Xie said in a low voice and in a kind tone.

Jiang Xie pointed to the people around him and signaled to start with him.

"The elders in the family want to retire, and they have to go home and arrange for work in advance. So...... , I can't spare time to come to school next year......"

Jiang Xie raised his hand to interrupt, "I also know a little bit about the situation from your teacher." The teacher gives you a piece of advice, the black hair doesn't know how to study early, and the white head regrets studying late. You can't spare time to come to school, but you have to find time to study. ”

At the end of the sentence, he pointed to the next one.

"I don't know where I heard that I live outside, and it's a lot of noise. I'll be back next year."

Yang Quan looked up at the buddy who said this, Wen Crepe, and was quite surprised. In this era, it is true that some people who go to school get married, and there are also many female students who are reading and dropping out of school to go home to get married, in the eyes of the older generation, girls exist for the sake of procreation, and if they have a good opportunity to start a family, they should leave everything behind and get married.

Jiang Xie: "Young people work hard all their lives, don't be lazy with time." In addition, we are all equal now, and don't say the word cheap in front of me in the future, I don't like it. Next »

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It was Liu Xiaokang's turn and Yang Quan's turn, Yang Quan said first.

"My heart is towards industry, and I am currently moving forward with Liu Xiaokang and several other people around me every day for their dreams. Next semester will be the same as now, probably less"

Jiang Xie: "I also learned about the situation from your teacher. As a teacher, I should have given you some advice, but your situation is special, so I haven't figured out how to evaluate it. However, there is one sentence that is certainly not wrong. 'Industry is good at diligence and frolic, and success is in thinking and destroying'. ”

The superficial meaning of this sentence is also very simple, it is roughly like mastery of studies because of diligence, but waste because of pleasure, and virtue is achieved because of independent thinking, but it can also be corrupted by following customs.

Everyone has their own understanding of this sentence, and Yang Quan understands that people who have made achievements since ancient times are inseparable from the word "bitter".

No pain, no gain. The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. The road of life is full of thorns, and the road of life is full of smoke, and only people who are strong-willed and diligent can have the last laugh.

The conversation ended quickly, and Jiang Xie stood up and concluded:

"You are all the future pillars of the country, and for whatever reason, we will not be able to say if you can come next year. But there is one sentence that I hope everyone will remember that the day is hard to come by, and I hope that you will not regret your decision when you are like me. ”

If the golden year does not come again, it will be difficult to regain the morning in one day. Be encouraged in time, and the years will not treat others.

After speaking, Yang Quan took the lead and bowed to Jiang Xie from the bottom of his heart. Everyone accompanies him, no matter how harsh and annoying Jiang Xie is on weekdays, but today's words are also the elder sharing his life experience with everyone.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

The after-effects of the incident in the early 70s were that some older teachers were hesitant to say much, and they rarely said much about anything other than teaching the curriculum. But Jiang Xie regards the part in front of him today, the students who are about to step out of the ivory tower ahead of schedule, as his juniors.

Hum teachings, just like when he left school.

When everyone got up and left the office to go through the formalities, Jiang Xie beckoned to Yang Quan and waited.

"You go and call the political teacher Mr. Xu over, we have something to talk to you about"

Yang Quan scratched his head suspiciously, what is the matter, and he still has to call the political teacher Xu Jieli, and he didn't stop at his feet.

After calling the political teacher, Yang Quan sat by the stove and looked at the expressions of the two of them who seemed to have communicated in advance, and he sat in front of the white-clothed experimenter like a guinea pig.

"Yang Quan, can you briefly introduce your factory?"

The introduction is simple, Yang Quan briefly introduces the products produced in his factory. talked more about the opportunities given by Wu Hao, and introduced the people around him a little bit.

The situation was roughly the same as what Jiang Xie knew, and he knew that Yang Quan deliberately omitted and didn't say some words, and he didn't care.

"Teacher Yuan is suspended, I heard that it has something to do with you?"

"Well, it was originally like this, there was an engine research and development project, which was blocked and suspended. I think it's a pity that I took over from someone else and arranged for Mr. Yuan to supervise and participate in the research and development.

Mr. Yuan himself was also interested, so he agreed. But after the program, it is up to him whether he will continue with another job or go back to school. ”

"Well, I see, it's good this way" Jiang Xie pretended to know for the first time, nodded and agreed. In fact, Yuan Qingli also talked to him before leaving, and he knew more or less about it. Asking again this time is just to fill in the gaps and see if there are any other stories. To continue:

"That's right, I read a paper you wrote from Mr. Xu, "Ten Years of Yuanwang Automobile Development", and I think it is very well written, the content is substantial, well-organized, and supported by data.

So I recommended this article to a newspaper friend, who knew that he published it in the newspaper without my permission. I'm sorry about this, but I'll give you the manuscript fee he gave me. ”