Chapter 57

"Teacher, I --"

"Don't call me a teacher. I can't afford to be your director Sun's teacher. Get out. You're not welcome here!"

"Teacher, I was wrong. I couldn't help myself -"

"I can't help it. I can't help it now! Hurry up and don't let me swear. "

"Teacher, I --"

"Do you go or not? I swear if you don't go?"

"OK, OK, I'll go. Don't be angry, teacher. I'm here to admit my mistake."

"What mistakes can you make, get out!"

"OK, OK, I'll go, I'll go now -"

A series of sounds sounded. Zheng Jianguo's face didn't stop. Soon the noise outside disappeared. After the door was closed, he had turned his face into a shiny ball. Then the door of the main room was opened. Ye minde's face was black like the bottom of a pot: "go."

"Oh, good!"

Zheng Jianguo looked stunned, then looked at the noodles on the table and the plain stuffing and meat stuffing of the dumplings next to him. After blinking, he quickly put the two stuffing in the bowl, put the live noodles in the basin and covered them with gauze, then took the stuffing and noodles to the kitchen, put them away, quickly put down the sleeve tube, went to the main room, picked up the cotton padded jacket and looked at the Journal next to him, Blinked and looked at the door of the inner room: "teacher, I'll go first."

Without any movement, Zheng Jianguo went out of the door and took the door. He turned around and took two steps. Unexpectedly, there was a middle-aged man standing at the door of the second house. He found that his rear eyes were full of curiosity. Zheng Jianguo blinked and looked at the courtyard door behind him. He said, "comrade, please help me see Mr. Ye. He is in a bad mood now, Don't let anything happen. "

"OK, I'll have a look later. Are you old Ye's student? "

The middle-aged man asked with a surprised look in his eyes. Zheng Jianguo nodded and said, "I originally wanted to come for a new year's Eve dinner. Who knows if I ran into this thing, I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble, young man. You think a lot. Don't worry. I just thought I would go to the door here."

The middle-aged man smiled and said a few words. Zheng Jianguo nodded reassuringly and went back to his residence. He looked at the unclean face on his hands and smiled bitterly. He wanted to rub the new year's Eve dinner. As a result, he didn't rub anything for half an afternoon. He also saw a scene that embarrassed the old man, I only got pancakes and spicy pickles from my mother at the head of the bed. The school canteen is on holiday for the new year, so he said this in his second letter, which he received a few days ago.

Zheng Jianguo can guess what ye minde has experienced, but he is not one of the parties, let alone the related person of the parties. Anything said under this status is easy to cause unpredictable reactions.

In this case, it is better for Zheng Jianguo to follow the old man's meaning than to say or do anything. At least he will not be targeted by the old man, especially when he needs to be accepted and recognized by the old man.

Zheng Jianguo didn't say or do anything, but read, read, excerpt difficult questions, and chewed the textbook materials more than ten years ago. When it was time for the school to start, his notebook was full.

When the temperature rose in winter and spring, Zheng Jianguo took off his thick cotton padded jacket and put on a brand-new coat. Looking at the exploding head in the mirror, he thought of going to have a haircut. The last haircut was at home years ago. He was busy studying during the new year and forgot about it. During the new year, he thought of several times and found that people had not opened the door, so he dragged it to this time, It's as messy as a chicken nest on the forehead.

Put away the books and notebooks and lock the door. Zheng Jianguo hurried to the mailroom to ask. Unexpectedly, he got four letters. Look at the address on the letter. One letter should be from southern Xinjiang of Hao Yun, but the handwriting on the letter is not like the goods. After careful reading, it is Zhao Nan. The second letter is Hu Dalong's address, which is written by Jiang electronic college, The third letter to Roland is from Qi Normal University, with a straight-line distance of no more than one kilometer. The fourth letter is from Kou Yang's capital Teachers College, which can be regarded as all over the world.

Zheng Donghua's?

Confirm that this is a classmate. To be exact, friends are updating their address. Zheng Jianguo has such an idea in his mind. He opens Zhao Nan's and looks at it. He finds that there are two letters stuffed inside. Zhao Nan's content mainly focuses on his poem and previous drops in school. In addition, Hao Yun focuses on the hardships of inserting educated youth, not enough to eat and wear, Cry bitterly.

Among the four letters, Hu Dalong was the least. After asking about the life of the University, he said he was going to report to the school. Then he encouraged them and ended it. It was Kou Yang's letter that said about her and Zheng Donghua. They were admitted by the capital teachers college together, which solved Zheng Jianguo's doubts.

"Eh, Zheng Jianguo, why did you leave a chicken nest head?"

A familiar greeting came. Zheng Jianguo quickly stuffed the letter into his pocket, looked at Yi Jinzhi standing next to other girls and smiled: "I don't patronize learning. Now I want to have a haircut. You don't have class in the morning?"

"We went to the railway station to receive the freshmen. Are you still living there?"

Yi Jinzhi looked at the classmate next to him and said. Zheng Jianguo nodded and walked without stopping: "well, I won't bother you. I have to hurry to have a haircut."

Zheng Jianguo has met Yi Jinzhi on two sides this month since the last time he didn't know each other. One of them was when he went out, so he knew that he didn't live in a boys' dormitory. Zheng Jianguo thought he would call many students to judge him. After a few days of wishful thinking, he left the matter behind, He thought he was suffering from murder paranoia.

Zheng Jianguo's haircut, of course, won't keep the mainstream long hair at the moment, but chose the small flat head when he was in sanlibao brigade, which is better than bald head. The main purpose is to take care of it very conveniently. There's no need to worry that he accidentally became a lice nest.

Zheng Jianguo, who had his hair cut, was distracted when he looked at the platform next to him. He was thinking about whether to see Roland. Then he flashed before his eyes and went to the railway station to receive the new Yi Jinzhi. Finally, he threw the idea aside. He didn't know whether Roland would come or not. It would be a waste of time to jump into the air at that time.

After giving up the attention of visiting, Zheng Jianguo returned to his residence and began to read. His admission procedures were completed. I thought that after three days of reporting, someone would inform him to live in the dormitory on the other side. I don't know whether the school forgot him or didn't intend to let him go until counselor Yang linglie knocked on the door, A pair of big eyes on his thin little face were full of the color of looking: "Zheng Jianguo, I'm the tutor of class 2 of the Department of basic medicine of your 1977 medical specialty. My name is Yang linglie, Yang of the Yang family general, Ling of the LingXiao palace, and lie of the martyrs."

"Class 2? I remember there is not only one class in grade 77. When does our class start? "

Zheng Jianguo stood up and looked at the counselor who was not as tall as himself. He was not a judge by appearance. He knew that he was a counselor for more than half a year and at least a year in the future. His attitude was sincere enough to be kind: "sit, sit, I don't know where our class is."

"Well, the school has organized the group of students in the first half of the year into class 1. You are class 2. If you don't sit, I just came to inform you that our class's classroom is at the west end of the first floor of the experimental building. They are all small class teaching, including 18 of you."

A pair of big eyes looked at Zheng Jianguo's room and found that there was no other extraordinary treatment except that the space was larger than the dormitory. He nodded and didn't sit. He turned and walked away: "we'll hold the first class meeting at 7:30 tonight. Don't forget to arrive then."

Zheng Jianguo's eyes lit up when he heard that the first floor was the teaching department, and his curiosity withered. It was not easy to wait until 7 p.m. and he took a notebook to the experimental building in advance. From the easternmost room, he couldn't help but look colder. There were some beakers and measuring bottles in the so-called laboratory, The scale used was an old-fashioned platform scale with a dial. The things locked in several wooden cabinets could not be seen, but what he saw in front of him also gave him a bad idea.

Is this the experimental building of a medical college?

With a touch of doubt, Zheng Jianguo went to the classroom in the West. There were more than ten girls sitting on the stool in front of the table. He found that his voice was quiet after he appeared at the door. The girl sitting at the front door opened his mouth: "are you in this class, too?"

The girl who spoke was wearing a flowery coat, with short hair that was close to her ears, and looked ordinary and had divine eyes. Zheng Jianguo naturally would not be frightened because the classroom was full of female students. Previously, he just found that he had ignored that the current medical schools were full of yin and Yang, nodded and entered the classroom and said, "yes, I'm Zheng Jianguo, 197 - um, Last year, there seemed to be a basic medical class of grade 77? "

"Those are the recommended student classes. They are now class 1, which is different from our class 2. Those of us who have passed the examination and been admitted are the 1977 basic medicine class of medical specialty with eight classics."

Zheng Jianguo's voice didn't fall, and another girl said it. Obviously, what the girl said resonated with other students in the class. Suddenly, you came and I said it. Looking at the posture in front of you as if you were in a shed of more than 10000 ducks, Zheng Jianguo quickly went to the seat without a window on the northernmost wall with his notebook.

As Zheng Jianguo sat down, a group of five boys came into the door soon. One of them had half a face. The five looked at the chirping girls in the classroom as if they were going to hide themselves in the back row of seats. They watched him communicate with his eyes suspiciously. The big beard with thick eyebrows and small eyes opened his mouth: "classmate, are you in this class?"