Chapter 13 This is Exposed
In the eyes of the teachers and classmates at the research institute, Lin Weimin, who is only 20 years old, is really like a child.
Although everyone usually jokes about it, they still love Lin Weimin very much, a young man who could almost be many people's child.
The proposal to make him the labor committee member was purely to give him more responsibilities so that he wouldn't be as idle as he has been in the past few days in the institute.
Unfortunately, this kid is really a bit slippery and hard to let go, which is a headache.
While eating, Lin Weimin stared into Huang Zonghan's eyes and said, "Old Huang, you betrayed me, didn't you?"
The piece of meat Huang Zonghan had just put into his mouth suddenly got stuck in his throat. He kept coughing and avoided his gaze with a guilty look.
"Don't pretend, I know everything."
Huang Zonghan could no longer pretend and said hesitantly, "Everyone is doing this for your own good!"
Jokes aside, Lin Weimin understood that no one was trying to harm him.
But Lin Weimin had a question in his mind. He had only been in the institute for a few days, so why did the teachers and classmates unanimously identify him as a problem youth?
Lin Weimin felt that the problem still lay with Huang Zonghan.
He had just spoken to Qu Xiaowei in secret. Old Huang had often slandered him behind his back.
Well, it's not quite accurate to say that he is a traitor. Everything he said is true, but this guy just doesn't understand the deeper meaning behind what he is doing.
It seems there is still a lack of communication!
"Old Huang!" Lin Weimin said earnestly.
Huang Zonghan felt a chill in his heart. Why did the tone sound like he was asking him to prepare for his funeral?
"We are brothers in a relationship. If you have any opinions, just tell me in person."
Huang Zonghan’s mind was filled with Lao Jiao’s words: I am your father!
He waved his hands hastily, "Weimin, I'm not saying bad things about you behind your back, it's just that Teacher Tang and the others talked about this topic..."
"I understand, I get it, everyone is doing this for my own good." Lin Weimin sighed, "You still don't understand me. What do you think I am?"
I am uneducated and unskillful!
"I understand. I understand."
Huang Zonghan began to reflect on himself. Why is he still saying one thing and doing another?
Lin Weimin secretly looked at Huang Zonghan's expression and it seemed that Old Wang didn't quite believe what he said!
He also began to reflect on himself. Was it because he had let himself go too much these past two days that everyone had seen my true colors in such a short time? Pah, had they misunderstood me?
Because of this incident, the Institute of Cultural Research is his only lifeline now. Its reputation will be ruined in just a few days.
When you are in the world, all you care about is your reputation.
I, Lin Weimin, am a respectable man and I cannot let my reputation be ruined like this.
Lin Weimin decided to keep a low profile and work hard to improve his reputation during the next period of time.
The communication with Huang Zonghan ended happily.
Today is the last day of formal classes. After lunch, Lin Weimin ran back to the dormitory for a nap. When he woke up, several old men in the dormitory were either reading or writing. The atmosphere was very good, except that Lin Weimin, who was lying horizontally on the bed, seemed out of place.
Thinking about accumulating good karma, Lin Weimin sat down at the desk, picked up the pen and started writing.
Jiao Yundian and Guo Yudao, who were working at their desks, were interrupted by his actions. When they saw him sitting at the desk, their expressions were filled with surprise.
Changed sex?
The two old comrades looked at each other, their eyes revealing relief.
Everyone’s efforts have not been in vain!
At this time, Huang Zonghan, who was sitting by the window reading a book, walked over with the book in his hands and glanced at Lin Weimin's manuscript paper.
"I sleep till dawn in spring, and sleep till I am full. I have nothing to do when I am free, and I am hungry and want to eat grass."
"The sun shines on the incense burner, producing purple smoke. Li Bai arrives at the roast duck restaurant, his mouth watering, but he finds no money in his pocket."
…
"You..." Lin Weimin turned his head and glared at him. Now his underwear was stripped off.
Huang Zonghan also felt guilty and sat back by the window with a book in his arms.
Lin Weimin turned to look at Jiao Yundian and Guo Yudao, "I'm looking for inspiration!"
The two nodded doubtfully. After all, intellectuals are not cows. Inspiration requires opportunity. This might be a way to serve the people.
After fooling a few old men in the dormitory, Lin Weimin began to scratch his head.
What should I do? This won’t work. My unlearned nature will be exposed.
He analyzed his current situation rationally.
Although I was born in a city family, it is not easy to return to the city, and even if I do, I may not be able to find a good job.
His current organizational relationship is still in the countryside. If the path to the Institute of Literature and Research is cut off, he will have to return to the countryside first. By then, he doesn't know how long it will take before he can return to the city.
The most important thing is that the Institute of Literature and Art Research is clearly a good path and we must stick to it.
This is a path that produces hundreds of thousands of scraps of code every year.
Lin Weimin touched the callus on the middle finger of his right hand, which was caused by writing over the past year.
He thought that it might be because he had suffered too much in the countryside for the past year, and after finally coming to the capital, Yanjing, he subconsciously wanted to release and indulge himself.
Now he came to his senses. He realized that he couldn't live a good life just by being so indulgent and clever, at least not for him who was penniless now.
After much thought, Lin Weimin felt that he must work hard in the Institute of Literature and Research. It would be best if he could publish a few more works. This would not only allow him to earn royalties to improve his life, but also allow him to make a name for himself. It would be even better if he could use this to transfer to Yenching.
The quality of the work you write is uncertain. If you don’t have any work, you have to rely on connections. The prerequisite is that you are a good and reliable child in the eyes of the teachers, so it is necessary to perform well.
Lin Weimin was just an ordinary college student before he traveled through time. His experience of traveling through time for a year taught him that having prophetic experience is not a necessary condition for success, and it is better to make more preparations.
These days, organizational relations and household registration are the basis for a person's survival. If you solve this problem first, you will be able to attack or defend, and be more secure.
After understanding this principle, Lin Weimin felt that his heart had settled down and was no longer as rough as it had been in the previous two days.
The pen was spinning in circles in his hand, and he was thinking that he should really write something, after all, he was embarking on the path of making a living by writing.
Before Lin Weimin traveled through time, he was not a book lover. At best, he was a book fan who read a lot of online novels.
He doesn't have the cheating skills in online novels that allow one to travel through time and space and be reborn to replicate literary works, but he can recall most of the works in movies and TV shows.
This is a direction that can be tried. Lin Weimin had tried it before when he tried writing in the countryside.
However, I don’t know if it was because of my poor writing skills or the wrong style, but none of the works I wrote were accepted.
But the problem is that there is very little literary content in my mind, but there are quite a few film and television works. I can't give up this path!
I need to dig deeper into the potential of these works.
(End of this chapter)
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