Chapter 348 Teachers and Students Drinking
“Invite me to dinner? Why did you invite me to dinner?”
“You are my teacher now, and this is what we should do. It’s not a big meal, so just go Find a restaurant in the free market of Balizhuang to increase the friendship between teachers and students."
When Fang Minghua heard what Yu Hua said, he looked at them again and nodded.
"OK."
"Okay, let's meet at the school gate at six o'clock in the evening!"
After the students left, Fang Minghua opened the box to put the computer in and put it on the desk. Lines of English letters appeared on the computer screen. , Fang Minghua was in a happy mood.
You can revise the third part of "The Ordinary World" at night.
No, I want to write "Swordsman in the Snow" quickly, otherwise Xiangjiang will have to stop updating again.
Ouch
Someone wants to treat you.
While there is still some time, hurry up and write a meeting.
Fang Minghua closed the door, sat in front of the computer and started typing.
In a dormitory on the fourth floor, two young men were sitting at their desks, reading books seriously.
The conditions of the new Luyuan campus are pretty good. There are two students in a room with a separate bathroom. Compared with Fang Minghua’s room, it only lacks a bookshelf and a row of sofas, and the ordinary bed has been replaced with a bunk bed. There is another desk.
Two desks were placed side by side against the wall, opposite the bunk bed.
Qian Yuliang is looking at Wang Meng's novel collection "Stream of Consciousness Novels", which not only includes "The Eyes of Night" that Fang Minghua requested to read in class, but also "The Gift", "The Voice of Spring" and " "Butterfly" and so on, are all stream-of-consciousness novels written by Wang Meng.
Qian Yuliang is 24 years old this year and is one of the youngest students in the class. He is from Tianchang, Anhui Province. He went out to work before graduating from junior high school. He worked as a road maintenance worker and a printer, but he loves literature. Try writing while working.
Despite his young age, he has already published two of his short stories in "Shanghai Literature", among which "Little Sister" was selected as the best youth novel in 1986.
As an amateur literary creator, of course I cherish this rare opportunity.
But he was a little distracted now, so he looked up at the young man sitting opposite who was reading a book.
His name is Liao Runbo, a native of Luocheng, Guangxi Province. According to him, he once worked as a primary school teacher and now works at the Luocheng Cultural Center.
Liao Runbo is also reading a book seriously: "Selected Short and Novels of Minghua".
"Brother Liao."
Although the two had only known each other for three or four days, they felt like old friends at first sight. Liao Runbo was five years older than Qian Yuliang, so he called him "Liao Brother.”
"What?" Liao Runbo put down his book and asked in Mandarin with a strong local dialect.
"I heard that Yu Hua and He Liwei in the class are going to invite Teacher Fang. Are you not going?" Qian Yuliang asked
"Are you going?" Liao Runbo asked in return .
“Me?” Qian Yuliang hesitated, but didn’t say anything.
He wanted to go, but he was reluctant to spend money.
A considerable number of students in this workshop are from local cultural centers, literary and art circles and other units, that is, national cadres, but he is not and has no fixed income.
My family is also relatively poor, so I have to save some money. Fortunately, my room and board are free during my studies in Luyuan, otherwise he would not dare to come.
He also has a wish. His parents have never been to Yanjing. He hopes that while he is studying in Luyuan, he can take his parents to Yanjing to see Tiananmen and see the greatness. of the capital, it was his parents' wish that he wanted to help realize.
Of course this also requires money.
Liao Runbo looked at him and understood what he was struggling with, so he said: "Yu Liang, you don't have to think about this. It's their business if they want to do it. As long as you study with peace of mind, you can write better in the future. Just a novel.”
After a pause, Liao Runbo added: "I don't think Teacher Fang cares about this."
Qian Yuliang said oh, said nothing more, picked up the book and started reading seriously.
Brother Liao is right.
My family is poor, so there is no need to compare with others.
Of course, if my parents come to Yanjing and bring some local specialties from their hometown to give to their teachers, that would be my heartfelt wish.
Fang Minghua is just like Liao Runbo said, he doesn't care about this.
If he wanted to drink in Xijing, he would be invited to do so every night, but he also knew that this was the wish of the students.
I am about the same age as them, and I am not an old scholar, so there is no need to put on airs. So he followed Yu Hua and others to the free market in Balizhuang.
Although it was early spring and it was already dark, the market was quite lively. Fang Minghua followed everyone into a restaurant with private rooms.
Everyone entered the private room and sat down. Fang Minghua took a look and saw that there were eight students in total, including two girls in the class, Li Hongying and Chen Hong.
The dishes are popular in Yanjing, such as shredded pork with Beijing sauce, Sixi meatballs, and vinegar cabbage. The wine is Yanjing’s red star Erguotou.
Yu Hua sat next to Fang Minghua, and diligently filled the wine glass in front of him, and then poured it for other students. The two girls declined politely, and Yu Hua did not force him. After finishing, he sat down.
I didn’t even pour myself a drink!
Fang Minghua found out and felt strange.
"Why don't you drink?"
Yu Hua was a little embarrassed and said, "I can't drink liquor."
Fang Minghua didn't want to.
This man.
You don’t drink, but you pour it for others attentively?
How can that work?
So he said: "Yu Hua, according to our rules in Xijing, people who don't drink are not qualified to pour wine for others, except for lesbians. If you pour it, you have to pour it for yourself!"
"Yes, Yu Hua, what you are doing is unethical."
"Hurry, fill it up quickly!"
Immediately someone said and helped the person in front of Yu Hua The wine glass was filled with wine, but Yu Hua was helpless.
"Come, it's fate that we can all meet together in Luyuan. Let's drink to this fate!" Fang Minghua stood up and raised his glass.
"Cheers!" Everyone stood up and raised their wine glasses, and even the two girls hurriedly raised their tea cups.
The alcohol content of Erguotou is high, but the wine is quite delicious. Everyone chatted while eating. Soon one bottle of wine was empty and the second bottle was opened.
This time, everyone took turns pouring wine for Fang Minghua, calling Editor Fang and Teacher Fang.
One cup is not enough for three cups.
Ouch
What kind of posture is this?
Want to drink me down?
Just you? !
Fang Minghua is a loyal cadre who is tested by the "alcohol" test. He has long noticed that there are six male students here. In addition to the one named He Liwei from Hunan Province, there is also one from Tieling, a large city in the northeast, named Li Tieling. The four are not very good.
Yu Hua's fighting ability is even worse when he drinks.
Of course, as a teacher, you can't act too crazy when you drink for the first time, so I quickly modestly said that my head was already dizzy and I might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning after drinking so much.
"Teacher Fang, since you don't have any classes tomorrow, just sleep a little longer. I'll make breakfast for you." It was Li Tieling who spoke.
"Teacher Fang, I heard that your hometown is also from Nagada in the Northeast. We are fellow villagers, so we have to drink this fellow countryman's wine."
"Teacher Fang's ancestral home is still Lu Province. Yes, I’m from Xuzhou, so we can be considered half fellow villagers, right?”
You, Xuzhou, and my ancestral home, Jinan, are a bit far apart, right?
This is ridiculous.
Looking at the fellow villagers hugging each other, it seems that I can’t survive without drinking this wine.
Fang Minghua was just about to agree, when he suddenly heard a girl say: "I said you old men, you and I are the same teacher, how do you know what to think."
Everyone, look over your shoulder. , it is Li Hongying, a girl from Chongqing.
"Classmate Li Hongying, what's going on? Do you want to help the teacher drink?" Li Tieling was a little drunk and said to Li Hongying.
“Just drink!” Li Hongying stood up. Although she was not tall, she had an imposing manner: “Bring the cup and fill it up with wine!”
“Ouch. Have a few drinks! ”
“Just how many drinks you say!”
Fuck!
(End of this chapter)