"Brother Yi, how about you take a look at the sketch script I changed? The teacher asked me to participate in the May Day Art Show, but you didn't write a notebook, which made me sad to death. ”

After class in the Department of Economics, Sun Xianjin pushed a thick notebook to Li Ye, expecting Li Ye to give him some corrections.

Because "Sea Cucumber Fried Noodles" received unanimous praise at the New Year's Day party a few months ago, Sun Xianjin seems to have suddenly opened up the second pulse of Ren Du and fell in love with the creation of this kind of comedy show.

On his thick book, one sketch script after another was recorded, and every time he completed one, he would find Li Ye to share the evaluation.

Li Ye thinks that Sun Xianjin is still a bit aura, although he is limited by the vision of the times, but at least he can design some jokes, reflect some social issues, and occasionally appear aura, which is quite novel.

Of course, Sun Xianjin also has selfish intentions, because he has successfully pulled Bian Jingjing into the comedy sketch group, and the two can often rehearse together.

"Yours is better than the other day, maybe it would be better if you could mix it up."

Li Ye pulled out the pen and was about to draw a paragraph on Sun Xianjian's script to discuss the optimization plan with him, but at this time, four or five people suddenly came in at the door of the classroom, and one of them in a military green coat shouted when he entered the door.

"Who is Li Ye?"

Everyone looked up and looked at the door in surprise.

Because listening to this person's tone, it is clear that he is looking for trouble.

Li Ye covered the pen cap in his hand, and looked at the few people at the door with cold eyes, looking at their age, demeanor, and aura, they should be senior students of Beijing University.

Li Ye didn't answer, and the rest of the people naturally didn't speak, and the squad leader Zhen Rongrong was just about to stand up and ask, but was pulled by Chen Xiaoling.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, a man in a jacket came out of the crowd and asked again, but this time his tone was much more restrained.

"Excuse me, which one is Li Ye?"

"I am."

Li Ye replied softly, not in a hurry or impatient, and sat on the stool without moving his buttocks.

Senior classmates are indeed not easy to offend, because their future is limitless, but there are tens of thousands of people in the entire Beijing University, and Li Ye cannot be a good brother.

It's like the mantra that the comedian said later - there are many people who don't like me, how old are you?

"You are Li Ye?"

The first classmate in the military green coat who spoke looked at Li Ye, raised his feet and walked over, and put a copy of "Modern Economic Discussion" in his hand in front of Li Ye.

Then he spread out to one of the pages, pointed to the title of an article, and said in a bad way: "You wrote this article "The Mutual Demand of Industrial Transfer and Acceptance"? ”

Li Ye glanced at the article in the magazine, and probably had a guess in his heart.

Then he looked up at the other party with cold eyes, and asked with the same bad words: "Who are you?" Which faculty? ”

“.”

The tunic was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Li Ye's attitude to be worse than him, but he was just about to have a seizure, and the man in the jacket behind him had already walked over.

"Hello, we are from the 80 Mathematics Department, and I just happened to see an article written by Li Ye today, and I have some different opinions and want to discuss it with him."

Hearing that this person was quite kind, Li Ye stood up, nodded and admitted: "I am Li Ye, and I wrote this article." ”

As soon as Li Ye's words fell, there was an exclamation in the classroom.

"What are they talking about? Li Ye actually published a paper in a magazine? Why is there no wind at all. ”

"I don't know! This little brother is mysterious, and he does something unexpected at every turn, and it's not unusual to publish papers, right? ”

"I don't know if it's strange or not, but it seems that the articles he published are quite controversial, otherwise why would all the 80-level people come to discuss with him?"

"It's an argument, we watched their senior students quarrel all day long, but I didn't expect it to be our turn today."

"Why do the math departments talk about economics? We have to help Li Ye, right? ”

"That's for sure, let's go, go over and help!"

Li Ye's classmates hulala all came over and surrounded Li Ye and several senior classmates in the center.

And Zhen Rongrong also came forward and said: "A few students, our class is in favor of various forms of academic discussion, but please control your emotions and discuss it amicably, is it okay?" ”

"Absolutely."

The jacket stretched out his hand to Li Ye, and after shaking hands, he said: "I'm Yang Chen, he is Song Ziyuan, we are all members of Xiaocaodang Ziqiang Literature Club, and we usually like to discuss some current affairs issues." ”

Jun Green Coat glanced at his companion, did not mean to shake hands, and said directly: "I have a strong disagreement with your article "The Mutual Needs of Industrial Transfer and Acceptance". ”

"In this article, you trumpet the benefits of accepting the backward industries of the Western world, and describe the blood-sucking exploitation of us by the West as a mutual demand between the two sides."

"Do you understand how we bring in industries that Westerners don't want to do, and then export goods to the West at a low cost?"

Song Ziyuan raised his tone and said with deep disgust: "This is our self-oppression, by squeezing our compatriots, in order to achieve the purpose of praising the stinky feet of Westerners. Damn it! ”

“.”

"Who do you think is damned? Who do you say damn it? ”

Sun Xian was the first to be reluctant, and his small head went directly in front of Song Ziyuan, and he began to roll up his sleeves angrily.

The temper of the people of the Black Province is not an ordinary straight.

The squad leader Zhen Rongrong was also very displeased: "How do you talk? Discuss the question for the question of discussion, why personal attacks? If you do this again, please go out. ”

"Why did we attack personally, do you know what this classmate Li Ye said in the article?"

Song Ziyuan picked up the magazine without giving in, pointed to it and said, "Look at this one. Developing countries accept the industrial transfer of developed countries, which is the only way to become rich and powerful. How to accept? ”

"You're going to tell me how to accept it?" Song Ziyuan looked at Li Ye and asked directly, "Is it a joint venture?" Or simply let it be wholly foreign-owned?

I don't think you're importing industry, you're introducing dangerism, you're pushing our brothers and sisters into the abyss of oppression. ”

There was silence for a few seconds, but then there was a "boom".

"How can you buckle such a hat? Li Ye just expressed his views on the economic aspect, you have gone too far"

"Now that we are in contact with foreign investors, and the Canton Fair is held every year, what is the problem with Li Ye's view? You don't understand at all, but you come to blame a student."

Yang Chen, who was wearing a jacket, stood up and said in a deep voice: "Don't get excited, everyone, we're just here to discuss the problem.

Li Ye's views in this article are very different from our current strategy, and we believe that he has the intention of tying our industry to the Western economy.

If this intention succeeds, we are likely to be severely exploited by the Western world, and we may have to export tens of thousands of clothes in exchange for a car.

This is still secondly, what if we develop light industry, but the West puts forward all kinds of difficult conditions, and suddenly does not want our products? Are they left to exploit? ”

"And it's published in such a national journal, and the impact is too great."

“.”

Zhen Rongrong and the others stopped talking, because although they didn't understand what Yang Chen and Song Ziyuan meant, the word "exploitation" was too sensitive.

Everyone looked at Li Ye, especially Song Ziyuan, and their eyes were burning as if they wanted to pull out the tail behind Li Ye.

Li Ye didn't rush to refute Song Ziyuan and Yang Chen, he was just confronting them with selfless and fearless eyes.

Twenty seconds later, the depression in everyone's hearts reached the extreme, but Song Ziyuan's confident momentum began to be restless.

Li Ye's emotions, expressions, and eyes were too calm, and there was no embarrassment of being exposed at all, as if nothing had happened.

Finally, Li Ye spoke: "The premise of my writing this article is that we flower growers join the big circle of world trade.

If it is joined, then industrial bundling due to the market economy is inevitable. ”

“.”

Everyone looked at each other, because the meaning of Li Ye's words seemed to be saying. Now that we are on the table of world trade, "exploitation" will be everywhere.

To say such a thing in '83 is not an ordinary boldness.

Just over a year ago, at the graduation ceremony of the Faculty of Economics of the Class of '77, a teacher at Beijing University said that individual students expressing anti-Marxist views, and cultivating such people is simply cultivating the gravediggers of the proletariat.

In the midst of a wave of criticism of "bourgeois liberalization," the old gentleman of the Department of Economics of Beijing University published "The Study of Modern Western Economics and the Modernization of China's Socialist Economy" in the Journal of Beijing University.

Therefore, it is conceivable that the environment at the moment is not uniform in its attitude towards Western capital.

There are actually many aspiring young people like Song Ziyuan, and Li Ye has seen many students of Beijing University in the past year, and it is normal for them to blush and have thick necks for a point of view.

They actually love this country more than most people, but their mind is that although Lao Tzu is poor, we don't pick up rags, let alone serve your ass.

But Li Ye is very aware of the fact that there is a reward for paying, and I am afraid that you will not even have the value of being exploited.

Latecomers, in the process of catching up, don't know how much inequality they have to endure and how many tears they have to endure to succeed.

Forty years later, after a long period of patience, the flower planter has regained the world's attention,

Looking back at the road I have walked, I have used shirts, buttons, toys, and the sweat of my brothers and sisters to build a bright road step by step on the thorny mountains.

It can be said that Li Ye is the only person who sees the light through the fog in this era, and he is also the most staunch supporter of the market economy.

Song Ziyuan's eyes widened, and he looked at Li Ye and asked in a deep voice, "Do you really think that we need to be exploited by others in order to develop?" ”

"You misunderstood, it's trade bundling."

Li Ye shook his head and said: "But who binds whom, it is still unknown, we need the world, and the world also needs us,

They can hold us hostage with orders, and we can also hold them hostage with capacity. ”

"This is impossible," Song Ziyuan waved his hand suddenly: "People are buyers, if you don't buy yours, you can buy someone else's, and when the time comes, we will spend a lot of financial resources to establish a surplus low-end industry, and we will definitely be controlled by others." ”

Buying someone else's?

Li Ye smiled slightly and didn't explain any more.

No one in 83 would have thought that decades later, the flower planters would almost squeeze the world's daily necessities manufacturers to death, you just don't buy me to buy South Vietnamese monkeys, in fact, the source is still made in China.

The powerful manufacturing industry that the flower growers have endured for decades has made the whole world tremble.

"What are you laughing at?"

Song Ziyuan looked at Li Ye's smile, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he felt, because Li Ye's contemptuous eyes made people feel like a college student laughing at a primary school student for not understanding calculus.

Li Ye wasn't going to have anything to do with Song Ziyuan, so he said directly: "I admire your worries about this country, but you are not from the Department of Economics, so it is better not to make judgments on some professional economic issues." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Now even Yang Chen is not happy, no matter what major the current college students have, they generally have the idea of "serving the country and the people", Li Ye denied their qualifications to participate in the discussion on the grounds of different majors, which is too much.

But Li Ye said: "You are a mathematics department, so I want to ask a mathematical question, who do you think this year's Nobel Prize in Mathematics will be awarded to?" ”

“.”

Zhen Rongrong, Sun Xianjin and others were a little confused, and they didn't understand why Li Ye suddenly asked this question.

A few students are even asking each other, who are the nominees for this year's Nobel Prize in Mathematics?

But Song Ziyuan laughed and said: "Hahahaha, the Nobel Prize doesn't have a mathematics prize at all, you don't even know this, what questions do you ask?" It's really laughing at me."

But Yang Chen's mind was racing and he didn't feel right.

But at this time, Li Ye had already spread his hands and said helplessly: "Look, I don't even know that the Nobel Prize in mathematics is missing, but I want to discuss mathematical problems with you.

So why do you think you can evaluate my economic views if you don't even have basic knowledge of economics? ”

Song Ziyuan's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Li Ye with a complicated face, very angry, but he couldn't get angry.

(End of chapter)