Manager Hui quickly made ten of his best dishes and served them like water. The fat sister-in-law at the delivery window also came out and personally brought the dishes to the students' tables. The fat sister-in-law looked at Zhan Zhizhan vigorously, as if she was afraid that Zhan Zhizhan would get sick, and told the students vigorously: The liquor only has "one yuan of bran", but the "port draft beer" can be made vigorously!

After Zhan Zhizhan and his classmates finished eating, there was another dispute over the checkout. Zhan Zhizhan meant that the money could not be let out of Feng Xingchang, let alone by the manager. Even if the manager contracted the hotel, the money was hard and sweaty. Where is Zhan Zhizhan willing to take advantage of the manager? Since Manager Hui didn't say how much money it cost in total, Zhan Zhizhan had no choice but to take out five "Great Unity" cards and stuff them into Manager Hui's pocket. Don't underestimate these five "great unity", at that time the "leading class" only had a monthly salary of 38 yuan and 6. These 38 yuan 6 not only have to feed a family of four, but also have to honor both parents, these five "great unity" is by no means a small number. Maybe the porter wants to show that he is very honest with his friends, and I invite you to eat without money, but you are in a hurry to put money in my pocket. It's called "two good together, everyone is good." ”

In the end, Zhan Zhizhan still did not fight for the return manager, and reluctantly agreed that the meal money would be paid by the back manager. In return, Zhan Zhizhan promised to return to the manager and often patronize the Tongda Muslim Hotel to cheer the scene. When you come later, you can spend as much as you want.

Zhan Zhizhan and his classmates did not expect that the campus on the second day was filled with an atmosphere of mountain rain and wind full of buildings. Perhaps, the school leaders wanted to downplay this matter at all, and they didn't intend to set up Ji Chongliang as a model at all. Zhan Zhizhan was a little confused. I feel that the school leader is a typical textbook braincase thinking, and I don't know if the school leader is sick, or the students, including him, are sick. Even if the weasel has nothing to do with the school, Ji Chongliang is a junior at the school. Especially Ji Chongliang died honorably because of saving people when she was still in school. Such a big thing is unpopular to be deaf and dumb.

I don't know which classmate's little white flower is like dropping a powerful nuclear weapon on campus. It is a small white flower made of tracing sulfuric acid paper and tied to a pine tree in front of the main building. Overnight, all the trees on the campus were covered with small flowers, and the whole campus became a sea of white paper flowers. So much so that Mr. Bai, who was in charge of the drawings in the drawing teaching and research department, complained bitterly and hid all the sulfuric acid paper, including the white paper, and no longer dared to give it to the students. There was no sulphuric acid paper, so the students spent their own money to buy it. There are many ingenious students who not only make small white flowers, but also make wreaths in front of the main building. "The years gather sorrows, and the garlands send heartfelt feelings. In ancient and modern times, who has not died, the people's heart is a monument. I don't know which class the students had their brains open, and connected several large blackboards together, with white characters on a black background, and wrote a huge banner: "Deeply mourn the revolutionary martyrs Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan!" More radical students were bold and reckless, writing a word on each piece of white paper one meter square, spelling out the eighteen characters of "strongly asking the school to posthumously recognize Ji Chongliang as a revolutionary martyr", and hung it on the main building, winning a round of applause.

Thick inky clouds squeezed the sky, obscuring the scarlet that had just been in place. It was so heavy that it seemed to fall, so depressed that it seemed as if the whole world was silent. The scorching heat of the wind shuttled violently, leaving behind the exclamations of the people, and the weak little flowers and grasses had already trembled and surrendered to the ground. School leaders are feeling the pressure and fear that it will turn into chaos that will not end well. The Student Council organized some students and began to maintain order on campus. Tang Qiong, the director of the security department, "Three-inch Dinggu Bark", also took a few teachers from the security department around the campus. The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings on the campus, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes tense. Like a gloomy child, the gray face of the sky gradually sank and was replaced by a heavy gray black. The mischievous wind was running around, gloating at the embarrassment of the people. The tree shook its head helplessly, the sky was very dark, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressed down, black and pressing, and from time to time there were deafening thunder and dazzling lightning, giving people a terrifying feeling.

I don't know if the Provincial Education Commission intervened, or if someone else gave the school leaders an idea, and the school leaders seemed to want to ease the tense atmosphere on campus. The school's Youth League Committee informed Ji Chongliang's class that after the final exam in the afternoon, a class meeting would be held to remember Ji Chongliang and express sorrow, and the secretary of the school's Youth League Committee, Mr. Liu, and several student cadres of the student union would attend. Ji Chongliang's classmates decorated the classroom solemnly. On the blackboard, chalk was written in nine big characters: "Mourn for Ji Chongliang". I don't know which classmate who is good at art actually sculpted a vivid statue of Ji Chongliang overnight and placed it on the podium, which is very eye-catching. I don't know who leaked the news, the time for the class meeting has not yet arrived, and the classroom door of Ji Chongliang's class is crowded with students from other majors and classes who rushed to hear the news.

It was as if someone had organized it, these students all wore black veils around their arms and white flowers on their chests, standing silently outside the classroom door, no one spoke, and there was no crowding. It stands to reason that so many students are crowded in the corridor, it should be bustling, just like a vegetable market. However, there was silence inside and outside the classroom, and the discipline was surprisingly good, even if it was not as good as the discipline of the class, it was much quieter than the venue where the school secretary gave a report. Teacher Liu, secretary of the school's Youth League Committee, came. Seeing such a scene, Mr. Liu's eyes moistened. A classmate lost no time in making the first difficulty: "Teacher Liu, is Ji Chongliang a revolutionary martyr?" ”

Just when the eyes of the students were fixed on Teacher Liu, a female classmate next to him said: "Students, the revolution of strengthening discipline is invincible!" Can Ji Chongliang be approved as a revolutionary martyr, there is no love in the world for no reason, please believe that the party and school leaders will make a wise decision! ”

Hearing the words of "revolution", without looking at people, Zhan Zhizhan knew that it must be the bespectacled female classmate of the student union who once held scissors to cut Zhuang Jianhong's bell bottoms. He secretly scolded this female classmate for not knowing current affairs: "Hehe...... You really can't see a good one, you usually have a small mouth and no one to pick up with you, if you dare to drink a big biao before, these classmates won't tear you up! ”

Suddenly, the very feminine voice of "I really hate it" sounded: "Students, listen to me!" The great leader taught us that 'man is born dead, either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai.' Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan died to save the old man and the interests of the people. The great teachers have taught us that those who die for the good of the people will die more than Mount Tai! ”

The words "really annoying" sparked thunderous applause from the students. Zhan Zhizhan smiled secretly in his heart: "This old Zhen just listened to these words. Hey...... He brought out the great teacher, who would dare to say that it was wrong? Give somebody a taste of his own medicine. Why did he become the founding disciple of Gusu Murong Fu described by Uncle Jin Yong and Jin in "Tianlong Babu"? ”

The most precious thing for human beings is life. Life is only once for everyone. Since it is not possible to change the length of life, then try to change the quality of life. If death is worthwhile, then the meaning of life is heavier than Mount Tai; If death is worthless, then the meaning of life is lighter than a feather. After the applause of the classmates, a female classmate shouted, "This classmate was right just now!" Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan died for the benefit of the people, and their deaths are heavier than Mount Tai! Such a hero cannot become a revolutionary martyr, and who else can be worthy of being called a revolutionary martyr? ”

The students responded with thunderous applause, and some even gave a thumbs up. I don't know which class a male student with glasses said: "The great mentor also taught us, 'Because we serve the people, as long as we have shortcomings, we are not afraid of being criticized and pointed out.'" It doesn't matter who it is, whoever points it out to us. As long as you are right, we will correct it. If what you say is good for the people, we will do what you say. Since there is no objection to the fact that Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan died for the benefit of the people, we should do what the great mentor and his old man taught us. In the future, no matter who dies in our ranks, whether it is a cook or a soldier, as long as he has done some useful work, we will give him a funeral and hold a memorial service. It's going to be a system. This method should also be introduced to the common people. The people in the village died, and a memorial service was held. In this way, we can send our sorrows and unite the whole people. ”

In the long-lasting applause of the students, Mr. Liu, secretary of the Youth League Committee of the school, waved his hand and said loudly: "Students, please be quiet, I understand your feelings very well!" Although I don't know Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan, their sacrifices make me as sad as you! Speaking of this, Mr. Liu choked up, he looked at the students who were gradually quieting down, stepped on a chair moved by a classmate, and then said emotionally: "Students, people are not plants and trees, how can they be ruthless?" Yesterday was two fresh lives, singing, studying, eating, and living with us. But today, they left us forever, so suddenly. Don't they love the world? Don't they want to live happily ever after? No! Like your female classmates, they are eager to have children in the future and to be mothers! ”

Teacher Liu, the secretary of the school's Youth League Committee, is not so much a speech, but a speech with emotion seems to be more appropriate. Mr. Liu's magnetic baritone is very beautiful and infectious, and all the students present were moved by Mr. Liu's true feelings, and many female students have begun to sob, and some have even stopped crying.

Suddenly, Zheng Yushuang sobbed in the crowd and said, "Teacher Liu, did you say that Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan died unjustly?" Isn't it worth it? Shouldn't they be rescued...... Go save that ...... The ...... who picked up the rags"

"Nope! No! No! Teacher Liu interrupted Zheng Yushuang's words with a wave of his hand, stopped the commotion among the students, and continued: "On the scales of our revolutionaries, there is no distinction between high and low in life!" Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan, like us, are ordinary people. The reason why they are great is that they can exchange their precious young lives for the same precious life of an ancient old man without hesitation at a critical moment. How can we not grieve when we lose the classmates we get along with day and night? How can you not 'tears fly and make a downpour'! Students, we have reason to mourn Ji Chongliang and Huang Shulan, who, like our role model Comrade Lei Feng, will have the same name as the sun and the moon and the Songhua River! ”

Listening to Teacher Liu's words, Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but nod secretly, and secretly thought, "Teacher Liu's words are very pertinent!" There is no distinction between high and low, but there is a difference in the quality of the heart. If people are artificially divided into the noble and the lowly, won't it become Ah San's 'caste' culture? It's like the irony in Ah San's movie "The Wanderer" that 'a thief's son is always a thief'. ”

At this moment, Zhan Zhizhan's bedmate, Bi Yuntao, chanted loudly in the crowd: "A fire ignites the withered leaves, warms the cold winter night, this is the value of life; A lamp illuminates the dark night and guides the lost pedestrians, this is the value of life; A flower opens and implicitly buds, edifying the hearts of passers-by, this is the value of life! ”