The two talked, returning to the Mass Daily.

The afternoon's work is still unpretentious, Gu Yuehuai's work on the ancient poetry picture book has been almost completed, and he only needs Wei Luo to revise the inappropriate places after reviewing the manuscript, and now he is occasionally drawing the various layouts of newspapers and periodicals.

The newspaper has to be new every day, so the workload is very large, there used to be a Liu Qiang to help share, since she left, she has to be busy with the work of ancient poetry and picture books, while also taking care of the newspaper, it can be said that her busy feet do not touch the ground.

Today was the same, until it was time to get off work in the evening, Gu Yuehuai put down the brush in his hand.

"Yuehuai Yuehuai, quickly pack up your things, let's get the passcard, go to dinner first, and then we can go to night school."

Wan Qinglan was full of energy, full of energy, like a little sun, as if going to class for a day had no effect on her, plus she was going to night school today, the whole person was extremely excited.

Gu Yuehuai bowed her head and put things in order: "Let's go." ”

The two went to Wei Luo's office together, and all those who wanted to attend night school had to ask her to get the pass card of the book memorial, they were late, and there were already four people in front of them, all of whom were registering, and then received the pass card.

About ten minutes later, it was Gu Yuehuai and Wan Qinglan's turn.

"You guys do a little bit of registration, get the pass and go straight to it, you know where it is, right? Book Memorial Hall, No. 208 Hangdu Road. After Wei Luo finished speaking, he said in a low voice: "I went early to occupy a good place, but if I went late, I could only sit back." ”

As soon as she heard this, Wan Qinglan hurriedly lowered her head to register, and also filled in the information for Gu Yuehuai by the way.

The pass card is about the same size as the work card, and the code and the words "Huangying Commune Book Memorial Hall" are written on it.

Gu Yuehuai hung the pass sign around his neck and said to Wei Luo: "Editor-in-chief, let's go." ”

Wei Luo waved his hand and said earnestly: "Go quickly, go and listen to the class well, don't let go of this learning opportunity, after all, you are learning knowledge, and it's always good to know more things." ”

Her earnest appearance made Gu Yuehuai's heart warm slightly, and she nodded.

The two left the unit arm in arm, Wan Qinglan looked back and said with emotion: "Why do I think the editor-in-chief is very different from you?" I didn't know she was a person who talked so much, is this your personality? ”

Gu Yuehuai's eyelids jumped and she quickened her pace.

Wan Qinglan is definitely a good hand, and with her, she will never get bored.

The two walked all the way to Hangdu Road, and met a lot of people who were in pairs of threes and threes, all of whom were wearing the clothes of workers in various large factories, with excited smiles on their faces, which showed that they had some expectations for night school.

When they arrived at the Book Memorial Hall, the two lined up to enter, and in the huge exhibition hall, rows of chairs had been arranged, and at the front was a huge blackboard, and a lectern with brand-new chalk and blackboard erasers resting on it.

If nothing else, the attitude of the Commune is very upright, and at least the things prepared are very complete.

On the walls on the other sides, there are very eye-catching slogans in large characters: "Take off the illiterate hat and become the new master of the country", "Men and women go to night school together, the whole people take off the illiterate hat", "Learn culture well, build the motherland" and so on.

Nowadays, literacy campaigns are being carried out all over the country, and the Huangying Commune is actively keeping up with the times.

Wan Qinglan pulled Gu Yuehuai to the front, the positions in the front row were obviously fragrant, and when the two of them passed, they had no good positions, so they could only choose two slightly more off-the-beaten-path.

"The conditions for our commune to run a night school are quite good, I have heard that some communes use idle and dilapidated houses in the countryside as classrooms, and there are no desks or blackboards, so they use lime mills and black smoke, which is very simple."

"Not to mention the learning conditions, the house is broken and ventilated in winter, and the hands are frozen like turnips after two days of continuous classes."

Wan Qinglan muttered quietly, and peeked at the people she didn't know around her, everyone will be considered "classmates" in the future, and you can say hello when you look familiar, after all, they are all from big factories, and they are all good connections.

Gu Yuehuai also followed her line of sight, men and women, almost all of them had a radiant look on their faces.

They whispered to each other, and the topic was almost always related to night school.

"I don't know what the teacher will teach tonight, we all have a cultural foundation, we can't start with literacy, right?"

"I don't know, some of the older people don't know a few big characters, what can they teach?"

"I heard that the teachers are all college students, and they came here to learn more."

"Hey, I'm just illiterate, and I'm stupid in the factory, so what can I do if I can't keep up with my studies?"

"Okay, relax, as long as we study hard, remember carefully, and persist always, we can also read books and newspapers to understand national events, and we can also be bright-eyed when we go out to do something, and sooner or later we can completely take off the hat of illiteracy!"

“……”

When it comes to learning, it is really a variety of life, some have a confident face with their chin held high, some are cowering and worried, some take out a little red book and start reading quotations, and there are more encouraging others and have a sense of leadership.

Nearly 100 chairs were placed in the entire book memorial hall, and so many people gathered together, which can be regarded as lively.

Wave after wave of people walked in and sat down until it was full, and it was completely dark outside.

The space is spacious, there are many people, and the chattering and muttering are also like a meeting, Gu Yuehuai frowned, this scene is really rare, like a swarm of flies and bees spinning in his ears.

Fortunately, she didn't feel bad for long, and before long, three people walked up to the podium from the main entrance.

Two men and one woman, looking very young, that is, in their twenties.

One of the older male teachers, holding a stack of books, gently knocked on the lectern, and suddenly the entire book memorial hall fell silent, no matter what time it was, the teacher had this kind of magic.

"Hello everyone, comrades, we are the substitute teachers of our night school, and we will be responsible for teaching you knowledge in the future."

"I'm Li Xiangqian, you can call me Mr. Li, who is responsible for teaching you agricultural knowledge, don't worry, don't look at a few of us young, we are all people who have learned professional skills in big cities, and we will spare no effort to teach you."

After Li Xiangqian finished speaking, he also winked at everyone, and his appearance was handsome and a little pleasing and narrow.

For a while, the young female workers sitting at the bottom of the table covered their mouths and smiled shyly, and whispered a few words to the people around them, which showed that they were very satisfied with the night school teacher, while some male employees pouted their lips a little unhappily.

"This is Teacher Zhong Ling, who teaches everyone vocal music, that is, singing."

"Everyone is usually tired from work, and you can relax when you come to our night school, you can't study day and night, and your spirit will be too tired, don't you think? Teacher Zhong Ling came to say hello to everyone. ”

Li Qianqian moved out of the way and let the only female teacher out.