Chapter 256: You will sit in the first three rows

"Wanderer Returns Home" received great support and attention from the school, but when it came to the performance time, the list of personnel going to the Great Hall still changed.

Sun Xianjin and the other actors didn't change, but the originally scheduled accompanying personnel changed. The higher-ups designated the Solitary Army Literature Society to send three relevant personnel to accompany them.

"What does 'relevant personnel' mean? What qualifications should be used to evaluate this? Sun Xianjin and Bian Jingjing are going, who else is going?"

Du Yuan, an activist in the literature society, immediately became active, asking this and that, very enthusiastic.

Actually, Du Yuan could roughly guess what was going on, but the temptation of being able to show his face at the Great Hall was too great. Asking didn't lose anything, and if he didn't ask, he felt as uncomfortable as if he had lost his wallet.

After all, if calculated strictly by several qualifications, he, Du Yuan, could definitely rank in the top three.

And some people were very backward.

For example, league age; he, Li Ye, hadn't even been in for a year!

But Yang Yumin, who was racking his brains writing "Solitary Army Looking Toward Home," heard Du Yuan's words and "slapped" his pen onto the table.

"Classmate Du Yuan, then who do you think our literature society should choose to go?"

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Du Yuan was stunned, then smiled: "I'm just discussing it with everyone! Who doesn't want to go to the Great Hall to broaden their horizons?"

Yang Yumin glanced at Du Yuan, snorted lightly, and said: "The reason our literature society is sending three people to the Great Hall this time is because the higher-ups know the inside story of 'Wanderer Returns Home,' and we must be prepared to answer questions.

Du Yuan, you shouldn't not know how A-Qiang came to Jingda from Hong Kong, right? Do you think Li Ye shouldn't go?"

"Li Ye... of course he should go."

"Then who between Li Huaisheng and me shouldn't go?"

"That of course they should go. You are the main writer of 'Solitary Army Looking Toward Home,' and Li Huaisheng is the person in charge. If you two don't go, wouldn't that be a joke? We absolutely support it."

Du Yuan smiled, nodding repeatedly in agreement.

Yang Yumin picked up his fountain pen again and said indifferently: "Yesterday I just received notice that the manga share for 'Solitary Army Looking Toward Home' has arrived. It's not much, 2800 US dollars. Of course, this is for one month, oh."

"Whoa~ damn, nearly 3000 US dollars... and for one month... this is too much!"

"My god, how many things can 3000 US dollars buy? Can our society apply for a television set?"

"Must apply, and it has to be a color one..."

"What's a television set? If this is saved for a few months, it's enough for a student's tuition abroad."

"I... when you say that, I'm moved!"

"Hahahaha~"

After Yang Yumin finished speaking, there wasn't a single person present who wasn't excited.

But Du Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly called it terrible.

Sure enough, Yang Yumin looked at Du Yuan meaningfully and said: "Du Yuan, you say if we had sold the manga adaptation rights of 'Solitary Army Looking Toward Home' to the Japanese at that time, would there be the current result?"

At that time, Du Yuan had contacted Nakamura Naoto and almost sold the adaptation rights of 'Solitary Army Looking Toward Home' to the Japanese for a price of just over 2000 US dollars.

If that deal had been made, where would there be the current result?

Later, Li Ye intervened and ruined Du Yuan's good deed, also breaking his plan to compete for the literature society presidency.

Although everyone didn't mention this matter for the sake of stability and unity later, this matter was a thorn in Du Yuan's heart.

So sometimes, Du Yuan secretly hoped that the manga adaptation of 'Solitary Army Looking Toward Home' would fail.

But now, the overseas share in US dollars had been remitted, and the amount for one month was higher than the total price he had negotiated at the time.

And more importantly, if Li Ye hadn't intercepted the adaptation rights, would there even be that "thousand-mile journey north" by Ah Qiang from Hong Kong? Would there be that trip to the Great Hall of the People for *The Wanderer Returns Home*?

Du Yuan suddenly felt that his days ahead wouldn't be easy.

Yang Yumin smiled, also feeling that Du Yuan's days ahead wouldn't be easy.

Once Li Ye took over the Solitary Army Literature Society, hehehe, did you think he was a kind-hearted person?

When the time comes, Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin won't be there, and it won't be easy to find someone to smooth things over, oh!

Li Ye truly arrived at the Great Hall, but unfortunately, he didn't have a seat. He squeezed in the backstage with the Jingda art troupe, waiting for the "inside story inquiry" that might possibly come.

Today, Jingda didn't just have one program, and the whole venue wasn't just Jingda performing. People were coming and going, and Li Huaisheng and the others didn't even have a place to sit.

Taking advantage of the fact that the audience hadn't arrived yet, Li Ye pulled Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin to peek into the venue through a gap in the curtain,

and then he couldn't help but say: "I say, Old Li, Old Yang, when do you think we can also get into the first three rows on such an occasion?"

"Pfft~"

Both of them laughed. Li Huaisheng was just about to tease Li Ye a few words when he heard someone behind him say: "No wonder you are called Li Ye; this ambition is really not small! First three rows? It's not bad if you can get an invitation to sit in the back row in your whole life."

Li Ye and the others turned their heads and saw a "dashing" classmate walk over.

"I say, Old Wang, you haven't heard Napoleon's famous quote, have you? How can you say our brothers can't get into the first three rows?"

"Every French soldier carries a marshal's baton in his knapsack? Right?"

Old Wang spoke a foreign language, very fluently, but Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin didn't give a damn about him.

"Don't pull foreign languages with us, otherwise I'll pull classical Chinese with you, guaranteed to make you scratch your ears and cheeks unable to guess a bean."

"How about it, Troupe Leader Wang? Are you going to give our literature society some instructions? Then you must first figure out the difference between life goals and ambition."

"I really have some research on this. Life goals are step-by-step and realistic, while ambition exceeds one's own ability, so..."

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Li Ye looked at Troupe Leader Wang, who was bickering with the two big brothers, and was also quite emotional.

This person was named Wang Qiang, from the class of '80 of the Western Languages Department of Jingda. He was also the current leader of the Jingda Art Troupe and the head of the broadcasting station. He was one of the well-deserved influential figures at Jingda.

And later, he was also a well-known big shot who could be searched on Baidu.

It was just that Yang Yumin and Li Huaisheng were also from the class of '80, and when they bickered with Wang Qiang, they were not inferior at all.

"Alright, I can't bicker with you two, okay? But we should always pay attention to the occasion and understand what kind of place this is, junior, don't you think?"

Wang Qiang couldn't win against Yang Yumin and Li Huaisheng, so he had to patiently reason, and finally asked Li Ye a question.

To be honest, what he said was right. The Great Hall in 1983 was still very solemn and sacred, unlike later when concerts could be held.

Li Ye nodded and said to Wang Qiang: "Uncle, what you said makes a lot of sense."

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"Hahaha, Li Ye, what are you calling him? He's just a student. Calling him 'Big Brother' is already cheapening him, and you call him 'Uncle'..." Li Huaisheng couldn't help laughing again.

"Mm-hmm, this junior is not bad, I like him." Wang Qiang was also pleased with himself.

Li Ye: "."

It turned out that people in the eighties couldn't hear the implication of this sentence.

So Li Ye hurriedly said: "I actually heard of a Big Brother Yu Minhong, who is also from your Western Languages Department. Does Troupe Leader Wang know him?"

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The two were stunned, smacked their lips, and seemed to have smacked out some strange taste.

It was Yang Yumin who laughed hehe. He knew Li Ye wasn't the type to suffer a loss. I called you 'Uncle,' and you were really embarrassed to accept it?

Wang Qiang didn't make a sound, but Yang Yumin acted as a foil: "Yu Minhong is indeed in the same class as Wang Qiang, but they are both born in '62. Why do you call one 'Big Brother' and the other 'Uncle'?"

Li Ye said very honestly: "Because I feel Big Brother Yu looks younger, and Troupe Leader Wang... looks more mature. In the future, I'll still call you Troupe Leader Wang!"

You are just saying people look old! And 'mature.'

Yang Yumin and Li Huaisheng didn't know what Yu Minhong looked like, but Wang Qiang was a recognized idol for girls. You actually say he looks old?

Fine, fine, you, Li Ye, are handsome, handsome to the point of having no friends, okay?

"The Big Brother Yu you mentioned is over there. I'll call him over to chat with you."

Wang Qiang let out a breath, considering it a surrender. The Solitary Army Literature Society was full of weirdos; he couldn't afford to offend them.

With his status as troupe leader, if he got angry with Li Ye, it would seem small-minded.

Li Huaisheng smiled and punched Li Ye, saying: "It's okay, brother. Wang Qiang looks arrogant, but he is actually broad-minded. You can call him whatever you want in the future. Who told him to bully the small with the big and not feel ashamed."

Yang Yumin said: "Li Ye, you should call him Big Brother Wang in the future. He's still a young man in his twenties! If it spreads out, it will delay him from finding a partner.

By the way, how do you know that Yu Minhong? Have you also heard about him writing love letters?"

I knew him because I was struggling to learn English.

The reason Wang Qiang was well-known was largely related to Yu Minhong, who was even more well-known.

If we put aside the rights and wrongs of the training school, Yu Minhong was absolutely the king of grassroots counter-attacks among this wave of people in the eighties.

Just Old Yu's story could be written into an inspirational novella, even more "bizarre" than the later Dong Ge.

Born in poverty, when he arrived at Jingda, no one could understand what he said, thinking he was speaking Japanese.

It is said that he wrote love letters to all twenty-something girls in the whole class, and all of them were rejected.

After the one who looked the most ordinary rejected Old Yu, Old Yu burst into tears.

But, but...

Old Yu finally married the class beauty of the German major in the Western Languages Department, and remained faithful to her until the end, never leaving or abandoning her.

Just say that when Old Yu was at his most difficult, the class beauty accompanied Old Yu by his side. Although she was sharp-tongued, she could also be called a good Chinese woman.

You have to know that out of the fifty people in Old Yu's class, forty-nine went abroad. He was recognized as "having no future"!

As for the later things like Old Yu being kidnapped twice during his entrepreneurship and walking through the gates of hell, that won't be mentioned; it's too bizarre, and it's easy to get dizzy listening to it.

"Is it classmate Li Ye looking for me? Hello, hello..."

Li Ye looked at the tall, thin, and refined Old Yu in front of him, identifying him for a long time before confirming he hadn't found the wrong person.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. I heard people say you wrote hundreds of poems, so I knew your name. I didn't expect to see the real person here..."

As soon as Li Ye's voice fell, Old Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and then there were actually faint tears flashing.

"I don't write poetry anymore, but... thank you."

Old Yu held Li Ye's hand and shook it vigorously, expressing the sincere friendship in his heart.

It has to be said that poets in the eighties and nineties were truly sought after.

Even if you didn't have that talent, as long as you said you "wrote poetry," you would immediately be looked at with high regard.

For example, Gao Xisong, who "accidentally" touched the girls' dormitory at Xiamen University. People were just about to call the police, but he said "I am a poet."

Then, people carefully served him a meal!

But why did Old Yu stop writing poetry?

Li Ye hurriedly activated the biological hard drive to search the records in his mind.

Finally, he found the reason.

Old Yu wanted to debut as a poet to win the attention of the girl he loved, but as a result, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and in his junior year, he contracted tuberculosis and then suspended his studies for a year.

Junior year, isn't Old Yu a junior now? Tuberculosis is airborne!

Li Ye was startled, activated the Turtle Breathing Technique, and looked at Old Yu somewhat uneasily.

Old Yu was excited, his throat itched, "Cough cough cough cough cough~"

Li Ye: "."

"Stand straight, stand straight, hurry over and stand straight. Huaisheng, Yumin, you three stand in the second row."

Troupe Leader Wang ran over quickly, seriously greeting everyone to stand in order, rescuing Li Ye.

Li Huaisheng said: "What happened? Old Wang, why are you so nervous?"

Troupe Leader Wang, while coordinating with the leading teacher to organize the team order, said: "Big shots from the ministry are coming to visit everyone soon. Don't talk nonsense.

Li Ye, pay attention! You can bicker with me all you want, but if you say one wrong word later, weigh how much impact it will have yourself."

Looking at Li Ye's indifferent appearance, Wang Qiang said anxiously: "Li Ye, why aren't you nervous at all? The leaders from the ministry are coming to inspect later..."

"Ah?" Li Ye was stunned: "Do I need to be nervous? Do I need to deliberately put on a nervous look?"

"What deliberate or not deliberate?"

Wang Qiang covered Li Ye's mouth, looked left and right, and discovered that other schools hadn't noticed this side, before sternly warning in a low voice.

"This one just came up from a nominal position and is about to do real work. He is very strict. Damn it, don't drag us down if you are looking for death..."

"Mmm mmm, Houde Houde, I mmm speak."

Li Ye was covered by Wang Qiang's mouth and could only express "I am so scared" with a distorted voice.

But he had already seen a familiar custom-made Fenghua brand through Wang Qiang's arm,

That Fenghua brand was personally handled by Li Ye, from color selection to style, everywhere reflecting the characteristics of being low-key and having substance.

At first glance, it also fits the simple and elegant style, but falling into the crowd, it clearly displayed the meaning of—"This is the protagonist."

Li Ye couldn't help but mutter in his heart... Is Comrade Ke Zhiyu very strict?

Didn't notice it? She even picked food for me a few days ago!

At that time, Wen Leyu called Li Ye home for dinner, and didn't say what was going on. Li Ye didn't ask either. At the dinner table, he didn't feel anything different about Teacher Ke, only that Wen Qingsheng was a bit wilted.

It turned out that Teacher Ke had been promoted.

Later generations have calculated the fastest speed of the Chinese system. Opening a cheat code without missing a step, the fastest it takes is eighteen years to reach the deputy ministerial level, but those who can walk this fast are not ordinary people.

Wen Qingsheng originally had no problem, but he was delayed longer than Teacher Ke, and as a result, after returning, he had another twist of fate...

There were not only students backstage, but also many staff members and teachers, so Teacher Ke didn't arrive at Li Ye and the others' side the first time.

And taking advantage of this one-minute gap, Li Ye observed Teacher Ke and truly realized what the aura of a superior was.

Teacher Ke's face still wore a familiar smile, but her eyes were wrong.

At home, when facing Li Ye, Teacher Ke's eyes were very gentle, only occasionally putting on the aura of a parent, which was also more of a feigned anger than majesty, not making Li Ye feel a bit of alienation.

Now it's good. Teacher Ke hadn't walked to this side yet, but Li Ye listened to the breathing sounds of the people around him, which were almost catching up to a small train.

And when Teacher Ke led a group of people over, the breathing sounds around disappeared again, all practicing the breath-holding technique.

"These are students from Wudaokou, these are students from Jingda, these are students from the Second D School..."

The staff member smiled and introduced the students performing today to Teacher Ke. The first ones introduced were naturally the three schools of Qing, Bei, and Ren, and the rest were pushed back a bit.

In the eighties, Qing and Bei were not as high as in later generations. Qing, Bei, and Ren were on par, and even the Majiagou Vocational Technical College in the north could challenge them, so at this time, whichever side Teacher Ke came to first was seen as having face.

Teacher Ke naturally came to Jingda first.

The teachers in the first row were extremely excited. Finally, they suppressed Wudaokou; it wasn't easy.

Teacher Ke smiled and signaled to several teachers, then said: "You have a good program this time, it's very meaningful, and I heard it was adapted from a true story?"

"Yes, yes, yes, we did receive an overseas wanderer. After we communicated with each other, we all benefited a lot. We will strengthen our efforts in this area in the future."

In the eighties, China's foreign cultural exchange had always been relatively diligent. Zhang Mingmin's "My Chinese Heart," and the 1986 Asian College Debate, all had the significance of taking a step forward.

Teacher Ke listened to the Jingda teacher's half-minute narration before asking: "What about those students who like literature? I have been reading 'Solitary Army Looking Toward Home' recently, and I am looking forward to a meaningful ending."

Li Ye and the other two were immediately pushed from the second batch to the first row, listening to Teacher Ke's two words of praise.

Li Ye felt it was neither salty nor light, but looking at Li Huaisheng and Yang Yumin, he found that their faces had already surpassed Guan Gong's.

【Are you two excited? Or are you going to hold your breath to death?】

But the people around all felt... these three guys really had good luck.

"Hmm? Why is that Li Ye so calm?"

"Look, look, when he shook hands with the big shot, he didn't even bend over. Is he a javelin? Really damn awesome..."

Not only the people from Jingda, but also the people from Wudaokou and the Second D School noticed that Li Ye, who was excessively proud.

Actually, because Li Ye was a cheater, his starting point in life had already exceeded many people, so he was calmer than everyone else when facing an opportunity.

Or rather, for poor children like Old Yu and Dong Ge, it was really too difficult to succeed.

Not to mention those who remained in the background of history without showing their faces, even in the internet industry where counter-attacks were relatively easy in later generations, how many big shots were poor children?

Lei Xiaomi was fifteen in '84 and was already wearing Adidas. Also in '84, Li Baidu was sixteen and won an award in the National Computer Competition. Red-Clothed Teacher was thirteen in '83 and had already come into contact with computers...

Then how could ordinary people not be excited when facing an opportunity?

So relatively speaking, Li Ye's performance was very inappropriate.

Teacher Ke encouraged students from other schools and turned to leave.

The time she spent on the other schools added up to less than the time she spent on Jingda.

So when Teacher Ke left, several Jingda teachers just glared at Li Ye a few times and didn't severely reprimand him on the spot.

After all, they knew how today's face came about; a large part of it was fought for by the Solitary Army Literature Society.

Li Huaisheng smacked his lips and said: "Li Ye, it's not good to be too proud. You'll suffer!"

Li Huaisheng truly treated Li Ye as a little brother, so he spoke his mind.

Li Ye was a bit embarrassed. He had already bent over just now, but as soon as he bent over, Teacher Ke tightened her hand, and a faint smile stopped him.

Clearly, Teacher Ke didn't like Li Ye bending over.

When Jingda was about to go on vacation, Sun Xianjin finally appeared on TV.

The fourteen-minute "Wanderer Returns Home" was uncut and presented completely before the eyes of hundreds of millions of Chinese viewers, and the photos of Li Huaisheng, Yang Yumin, and Li Ye being encouraged also appeared in the newspaper.

It was just that because of the positioning of the three, only Li Huaisheng showed his face, and the other two only had side profiles.

This made Li Huaisheng proud for several days, and also made Li Ye and Yang Yumin spray him for several days.

"Stinking show-off, if you show off again, next time we'll squeeze you to the side."

"Yes, next time we'll sandwich him in the middle so he can't even get a silhouette."

"Hahahaha~ Old Yang, you are still looking forward to the next time, really greedy."

Li Huaisheng laughed for a long time and finally looked at Li Ye.

"Li Ye, you are different. I feel you will definitely sit in the first three rows in the future."

Today's two-in-one, a bit ashamed, Old Feng covered his face and walked away.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 257 =====